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第两千三百章 鼐龙真人的忠告

Lin Xuan knew this, but of course wouldn't be so foolish as to reveal it. Otherwise, Elder Ma's face would lose all credibility; if the other party became enraged and retaliated, who would suffer?

Lin Xuan wasn’t stupid and certainly wouldn't do such a self-destructive thing.

Besides, he had been pursued for a thousand years. While it was true that Elder Ma couldn't match Ice Spirit, upon closer consideration, there was much more to this statement than met the eye.

Elder Ma was indeed chased to the heavens and earth, but Ice Spirit could not do anything about him either. For a full millennium, he had gained nothing. From this, Lin Xuan could easily deduce that Elder Ma’s strength was formidable.

After all, even among the Nine True Demons, Ice Spirit was one of the few powerful ones. This showed just how formidable Elder Ma, the top playboy in the Three Realms, truly was—far beyond ordinary Immortal Tribulation survivors.

With these thoughts in mind, Lin Xuan felt more and more admiration for Elder Ma. As they talked, their conversation became increasingly congenial, with a sense of meeting someone one should have known sooner.

As their talk deepened, Lin Xuan also tried to subtly inquire about the last battle against the Netherworld Realm.

The Asura King led millions of Netherworld spirits into the Spirit Realm, causing rivers of blood. Even True Immortals were not spared.

Clearly, there was some unknown grudge between them, far more than just a simple interdimensional conflict.

Lin Xuan wanted to know the details because it was such an opportunity. Elder Ma offered generously: "We will meet in the Demon Realm; we are destined for each other. When you return to the Spirit Realm, if you have time, come visit my den with this command token."

Lin Xuan didn’t hesitate and took the token. "Thank you, Senior. I’ll definitely drop by when I have time."

Elder Ma continued, "I can treat you to a few drinks. Lin Youngster, before we part ways, let me give you some advice—do you want to listen?"

"Senior, please speak," Lin Xuan was taken aback. He had seen Elder Ma’s eccentric behavior many times, but his sudden seriousness made him feel uncomfortable.

"Let things take their natural course; don’t force them." Elder Ma swept his gaze over Lin Xuan and spoke slowly.

Lin Xuan nodded solemnly, "Senior’s teachings will be engraved in my heart."

Lin Xuan’s eyes suddenly flickered. These words stirred up a massive wave of emotions within him—had Elder Ma seen something? Or was it just an offhand gift before parting ways?

Was this coincidence or intentional?

These questions swirled in Lin Xuan's mind.

He looked at Elder Ma, but the latter smiled warmly, his eyes deep and unfathomable. Lin Xuan’s heart trembled, yet he maintained a composed demeanor, nodding in agreement.

Then he turned away.

Wang Tinglou didn’t say much either; instead, he tossed over a Ten Thousand Li Token. Lin Xuan hesitated before taking it, then heard Wang Tinglou’s voice.

"Back when I failed Ice Immortal Lady, she only has one sister. If you hear from Yuanyan, use this token to send me a message."

"I understand, I will do so."

Lin Xuan nodded seriously. He sincerely admired Wang Tinglou; in the Three Realms, through history and time, who could be as loyal as him? His feelings for Ice Immortal Lady remained unchanged over the years, even extending to her sister.

It was strange—how could a man like Wang Tinglou, so emotionally deep, be close friends with the top playboy of the Three Realms?

These thoughts raced through Lin Xuan’s mind, but he didn’t dwell on them. Elder Ma’s words had struck him hard.

Lin Xuan’s heart still churned as he pretended to remain calm. He couldn’t afford to think about other matters.

He waved goodbye and his body was enveloped in a green glow, transforming into a streak of light that pierced the sky.

Elder Ma’s face showed a thoughtful expression as he watched Lin Xuan depart. Wang Tinglou couldn’t help but speak up: "Elder Ma, your parting words to Lin Xuan had special meaning; you weren’t just saying them for show."

"Indeed," Elder Ma didn’t hide anything. "That little guy..."

But he stopped mid-sentence and Wang Tinglou was left confused. "Did you see something? Can you tell me?"

Elder Ma shook his head, "Tinglou, I don’t want to keep this from you as brothers, but the timing is not right. I’m not sure if I saw anything, so just try to stay away from him."

"Why? You invited him to your den," Wang Tinglou was puzzled.

"I didn’t, but you have no reason to get involved in that whirlpool. Fingers crossed, I might be wrong..." Elder Ma’s words were filled with mystery, and Wang Tinglou couldn’t guess what he meant, so he stopped asking.

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On the other side, Lin Xuan had already traveled several thousand miles away.

Elder Ma's parting words lingered in his mind. Was it intentional or unintentional? Could he have seen something during their brief time together?

Lin Xuan was filled with unease.

He couldn’t help but be afraid; after all, to someone of such stature, he was just a tiny ant. If Elder Ma had ill intentions, there would be no way for him to fight back.

Though Lin Xuan knew that Elder Ma’s letting him go meant no malice, the difference between knowing and not fearing was another matter entirely.

Time passed slowly as Lin Xuan finally calmed down after nearly half an hour. Fear was pointless; he shouldn’t scare himself unnecessarily.

Regardless, he was now safe.

Instead of dwelling on it, he should focus on improving his strength.

With these thoughts in mind, Lin Xuan felt a bit excited. Meeting Elder Ma had been fruitful—besides averting danger, the Unseeded Fragmentary Pill he received was invaluable.

This thought made him even more eager to improve his power.

As he continued flying, his speed didn’t slow down; instead, it increased further.

In three days, he arrived at a vast mountain range.

Lin Xuan was pleasantly surprised to find that this mountain range emitted dense spiritual energy.

He stopped and closed his eyes, slowly releasing his divine sense. After a moment, Lin Xuan opened his eyes, rubbing his forehead with a smile on his face.

"Sure enough, there is indeed a spirit vein here."

The appearance of a spirit vein in the Demon Realm seemed strange, but upon closer consideration, it wasn’t so impossible. Just as the Spirit Realm relied on spirit veins, occasionally, there would be demon veins or yin veins, though they were rarer.

Similarly, this mountain range had one too.

Lin Xuan’s face showed great satisfaction. Although the vein was small and only extended for about twenty miles, its quality was high. Finding such a place to cultivate in the Demon Realm by chance was quite fortunate.

What pleased Lin Xuan even more was that the area around it was a desert with few people or beasts. This explained why this excellent spirit vein remained unoccupied.

Of course, the most important reason was the vastness of the Demon Realm; even the True Demons couldn’t count them all. Despite the large number of demons, compared to the enormous size of the Demon Realm, they were insignificant. Hence, many spiritual lands remained unoccupied.

Lin Xuan scanned the mountain range, seeing that the tallest peak was only a thousand feet high. The view was lush and green with various strange plants growing abundantly.

With his powerful divine sense, Lin Xuan quickly understood the terrain and distribution of spiritual energy in this area.

He directly flew to a small canyon deep within the mountains.

Though it seemed deep, it was relative. Soon, he arrived at the bottom of the canyon, which indeed was located near the source of the spirit vein. Lin Xuan then flicked his sleeve, releasing several sword lights like fish swimming out.

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