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第两千二百六十一章 魔族少年

Lin Xuan didn't expect to find anything satisfactory here; he just wanted to test the strength of the Fu family in making talismans.

After wandering around, Lin Xuan nodded contentedly. "A name carries weight," he thought. Although none of the talismans in the valley caught his eye, compared to other cultivators at the same stage, the Fu family's craftsmanship was indeed outstanding. Despite seeing many rare and precious talismans that could not be found in regular markets, they were only valuable for low-stage cultivators like him.

However, Lin Xuan wasn't disappointed. While he didn’t find anything here, he looked forward to next year’s Great Talisman Fair.

With time still early, he leisurely strolled around when suddenly, a commotion caught his attention.

"Ha ha, Little Six, you're about to be expelled from the family; do you still have the heart to set up a stall here?"

"Hmph. The punishment of being expelled is already lenient compared to what should happen if it weren't for Uncle Senior's magnanimity. This brat should have had his soul extracted and refined."

"Indeed, if this boy hadn’t been so clumsy, Uncle Senior’s Heavenlypole star; one of the four cosmic directions in traditional Chinese cosmologyWater Demon Talisman wouldn’t have made a mistake. The losses caused by such an error would be enough to drown him alive."

"Enough! Little Six committed a grave mistake but is still part of our Fu family. We should not take advantage of the situation. Uncle Senior said he must leave White Float City within nine days, but there’s no mention of forbidding him from setting up a stall here. Little Six needs to sell some useless items; let us not make things difficult for him."

Another voice entered his ears, melodious as a yellow bird emerging from its nest.

"Yes, Third Sister," the voice replied.

Clearly, this woman held considerable authority. Her words caused the Fu family disciples to scatter like birds and beasts.

Lin Xuan scanned the area and found only some young cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage, looking no more than seventeen or eighteen years old. Their cultivation levels were irrelevant.

The man setting up a stall in front was the subject of their ridicule. He appeared even younger, just a slight youth with a weak appearance.

Lin Xuan sighed. Today’s experiences truly stirred memories from his past, such as being mocked by many cultivators at the Drifting Cloud Valley due to his low cultivation and lack of spiritual root.

Back then, he was often used as a punching bag for so-called geniuses.

But times change, and now Lin Xuan was a revered High Stage Profound Mystery cultivator, while those who once mocked him had long turned to dust in their graves.

Thinking about the old friends from Drifting Cloud Valley, only the Fairy of the Clouds might still be alive. He wondered where Qin Yan was now after a thousand years.

With a slight sigh, Lin Xuan approached the stall of the young man.

The boy’s situation reminded him of his own past—unloved by both his grandfather and grandmother. Although he had only heard snippets, Lin Xuan understood that Little Six had made some grave mistake, leading to expulsion from the family. This was understandable given the harshness of the cultivation world and the inevitable conflicts within families.

Moved by nostalgia, Lin Xuan felt a desire to help this boy.

"Salutations, Senior. Tea… Do you need any particular talismans?" The young man’s face showed fear as he saw such a powerful figure. Although Lin Xuan had lowered his cultivation level, it was still beyond the boy's comprehension.

Such a high-level expert could bring either fortune or misfortune, which explained Little Six’s nervousness.

Even those who had mocked him earlier were now too scared to speak, realizing that this senior was not someone they could offend.

"Nothing, I just want to look at your talismans," Lin Xuan said calmly, trying not to scare the boy further.

"What's so interesting about Little Six’s talismans? He has no talent for making them; everything he makes is a mess," a nearby young man whispered, though even his voice was barely audible.

Lin Xuan frowned and glanced at him, causing the boy to tremble as if frozen in ice.

"Senior, please forgive me. My younger brother doesn’t understand. I will apologize on his behalf," the melodious voice came again, this time with a hint of urgency.

A young woman in a yellow dress stepped forward and bowed respectfully to Lin Xuan.

"Never mind. Go away; I want to buy something without any interruptions."

The boy’s discomfort vanished as he trembled from fear instead.

Eliminating these Foundation Establishment stage cultivators would be easy for Lin Xuan, but he didn’t need to. He wasn't a miser and knew the Fu family was not someone to trifle with.

"Yes, thank you, Senior," the girl bowed again. The other young men followed suit, quietly packing up their items before leaving.

"Don’t go."

Seeing Little Six start to pack his stall, Lin Xuan called out.

Little Six’s face showed confusion; he had more reasons to be scared! But the other young men paid him no mind, considering him a mere branch family member who had offended Uncle Senior and was expelled. Who would risk offending such a formidable senior for him?

Even if it were an elder from his own family, they would likely remain uninvolved.

Words can bring misfortune; after this incident, he wouldn’t interfere anymore.

As the footsteps faded away, only Lin Xuan and Little Six remained in that secluded corner.

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