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第两千二百二十九章 夺舍

And all of this was unknown to Lin Xuan. After purchasing a suitable treasure, he did not linger in the market but returned directly to his inn.

The courtyard before him was still shrouded in mists. With a wave of his sleeve, Lin Xuan took out an array disk about the size of a palm and cast a spell on it with a flick of his fingers.

A glow emanated from the array disk, and soon the mists naturally dispersed, revealing a path wide enough for one person to pass through. Lin Xuan stepped into it.

The pavilions and terraces, as well as the artificial mountains and waterfalls, were identical to what he had left. Clearly, no cultivators had been here recently; after all, Lin Xuan himself had set up an array of defenses, making it difficult for outsiders to intrude.

Lin Xuan did not rest but went straight into the training room.

After a moment's hesitation, he set up several more restrictions around him.

Then, reaching out his hand and patting his waist, he retrieved the few treasures he had just bought from the Hundred Refinement Workshop.

The other three items were unremarkable, but Lin Xuan was curious about the ghostly general’s staff. He began to search through the vast collection of books in his possession, which numbered over a thousand volumes.

If a commoner tried to read all these books without eating or sleeping for years, it would be impossible. But as a cultivator, he could use his divine sense to read them much faster than a mortal. A glance at one hundred lines was nothing; he could see clearly and efficiently.

Thus, although the number of volumes seemed daunting, Lin Xuan found that with his abilities, he did not need much effort.

He began to search through the books for any information related to the ghostly general.

After some time, Lin Xuan felt that this method was unnecessary. Why bother searching specifically when he could simply read all the books?

Since he wasn’t reading them now, he might as well do so later. So over the next few days, Lin Xuan spent his time immersing his divine sense into the Jade Pupil Scroll and absorbing knowledge about the ghostly realm.

This process lasted several days.

To be honest, it was extremely boring, and after a while, reading the same content repeatedly would lead to fatigue.

But Lin Xuan remained undisturbed. Compared to sitting in seclusion for a hundred years, this task was trivial.

One day, Lin Xuan finally lifted his head from his seat.

"Phew."

He took a deep breath as he finished reading what seemed like a mountain of books.

Unlike the explanation by Elder Supreme, Lin Xuan now had a clearer understanding of the ghostly realm. While reading ten thousand volumes might not be equivalent to traveling ten thousand miles, it was undoubtedly an efficient way to gain knowledge.

"Ghostly General... What a reputation."

Lin Xuan turned his head and looked at the short staff beside him. His voice was barely audible as he spoke to himself.

This ghostly general had been a formidable figure in his prime, known for his cunning and power. It was said that he had killed more than ten high-ranking magicians of the spirit realm, but somehow offended an ancient ancestor, leading to his downfall. The ghostly staff was his original divine treasure!

Despite understanding the ghostly general’s life story, it did not help much with the current problem. Lin Xuan still didn’t know what secrets lay within the ghostly staff or why the owner of the Hundred Refinement Workshop had been willing to lose money just to get rid of it.

This was a strange situation. If this item truly brought ill fortune, he could simply discard it somewhere; there was no need to give away three other treasures for it.

Lin Xuan was well-traveled and astute, but he found himself puzzled by the matter.

Should he visit the Hundred Refinement Workshop and use soul-searching techniques on the owner...?

This would be the most straightforward approach. He could easily uncover any hidden schemes or tricks from the other party. However, after considering it, Lin Xuan decided against it.

Firstly, causing trouble in the market was a serious offense. Moreover, he did not know the strength of the Hundred Refinement Workshop. From what they had sold, their treasures were undoubtedly powerful. For now, Lin Xuan preferred to avoid unnecessary complications.

Even if he did this and solved the current problem, new troubles might arise. Therefore, it would be unwise.

After weighing his options, Lin Xuan decided on a more direct approach. He was determined, so he reached out towards the ghostly staff without hesitation.

Without any surprise, Lin Xuan grabbed the treasure in his hand. Upon closer inspection, the surface of the staff shimmered with a colorful glow, and black energy coiled around it. A small amount of magical energy injected into it revealed faint runes that appeared like grains of rice. At its handle, there was an etched ghost face, which seemed almost lifelike.

It looked exactly as he had seen in the shop. Lin Xuan intended to test it further but suddenly, something unexpected happened.

A loud bang echoed through his ears, and a burst of energy shot out from the staff’s surface, forming a black light that sped away.

The speed was incredible; normally, such close proximity would leave no time for him to dodge. However, Lin Xuan showed no signs of alarm as he smiled faintly.

Possession!

Lin Xuan had anticipated this situation. A mere treasure could not harm people, right? Mortals might believe in ghost stories, but Lin Xuan was a cultivator; if there were any malevolent spirits, he would simply use his divine abilities to subdue them.

The ghostly staff was just an object, and its original owner was the only one who might pose a threat. Even though the books said he had died, killed by some ancient ancestor, countless wonders existed in this world; it wasn’t impossible that he had escaped death.

Although such chances were rare, Lin Xuan assumed this possibility.

The remnants of his soul attempted to possess him...

Much to his surprise, his prediction was correct. Since he was prepared, he could not be caught off guard. The black light moved swiftly but lacked the element of surprise. Lin Xuan had been ready for it and used Nine Heaven Micro Steps to vanish from his spot, retreating to the door.

The black light missed its target and crashed into the ceiling before stopping.

Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes as he looked in that direction.

An angry roar echoed through the air.

Then, the black light dispersed, revealing a mass of ghostly mists. Slowly, these mists coalesced into a face. While it could be called a ghost face, the features were those of an elderly man with youthful hair, though his expression was fierce and menacing.

"How did you manage to avoid my possession? Huh, you are not at the Yuan婴 stage; you’re only at the Dantian Profound中期...," the old man’s gaze swept over Lin Xuan, and he instantly recognized his cultivation level.

Lin Xuan was taken aback. Although he had not used the Heaven Demon Transformation technique, his concealment techniques were still quite advanced.

Indeed, a name begets its worth; even with just a broken soul fragment, this person could recognize his cultivation stage so easily. It was clear that the ghostly general must have been incredibly formidable in his prime.

Fortunately, he had guessed correctly. Otherwise, being possessed would have caused him trouble.

With these thoughts racing through his mind, Lin Xuan’s face showed excitement: "Are you the ghostly general? Let us talk."

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