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The stone house was spacious, but the furnishings were quite simple—just a table and a chair. No other items adorned it. [Latest Chapter Reading]

"Uncle Senior, please take a seat."

Lin Xuan naturally did not hesitate to sit down on the only stone chair. The three ancient demons stood respectfully with their hands clasped in front of them, even holding their breaths.

Soft footsteps entered his ears, followed by the fragrance of flowers and fruits. Two young demon maidens arrived carrying trays.

They placed wine and fruit on the tray, then knelt before Lin Xuan, bowing deeply before retreating gracefully.

"This place is humble, so please do not blame us for any shortcomings."

The fat ancient demon spoke cautiously, his face full of a smile.

Lin Xuan shook his head. He certainly did not mind the simplicity of the place.

Meanwhile, the middle-aged ancient demon's eyes swept over Lin Xuan, revealing a look of surprise on his face.

Though he could hardly discern Lin Xuan’s true depth with his powers, at this moment, Lin Xuan was not deliberately concealing anything, so he had made some discoveries.

He felt that Uncle Senior had changed somewhat from their last meeting. Could it be… just two years later, Uncle Senior had truly advanced to the Spirit Cultivation Stage?

Although Uncle Senior’s initial goal of inquiring about the Spirit Source Valley was to prepare for breaking through the bottleneck to the Spirit Cultivation Stage, the leap from Profound Knowledge to Spirit Cultivation was incredibly difficult. The chance of success was less than one in ten thousand.

With these thoughts swirling in his mind, he dared not be certain about his conjectures regarding Uncle Senior’s advancement. As he hesitated, his third disciple spoke: "Congratulations, Uncle Senior! Congratulations on becoming a powerful cultivator at the Spirit Cultivation Stage."

The middle-aged man's expression changed. Although his third disciple was slightly weaker than him in cultivation, due to her unique cultivation technique, she could accurately identify the specific stage of high-ranking cultivators. Since she said so, it must be true.

"Congratulations, Uncle Senior," he thought as he and the fat ancient demon also knelt down to bow.

"No need for such formalities."

Lin Xuan replied coolly. The three stood up even more respectfully after his words. For them, the Spirit Cultivation Stage was unattainable. If Uncle Senior had succeeded in advancing, their sect’s current crisis could be easily resolved.

"Alright, I don’t want to waste any time. When I joined Immortal Cloud Sect, it was merely for a place to stay. Now that I am a powerful cultivator at the Spirit Cultivation Stage, this small temple of Immortal Cloud Sect is no longer suitable for me. However, Uncle Senior is not heartless. Regardless, there’s some connection between us. If you can help remove the crisis from Immortal Cloud Sect, it won’t be free…" Lin Xuan did not wish to waste time on these insignificant cultivators and directly expressed his intentions.

The three demons exchanged glances; their faces were naturally not pleasant, but they showed no signs of anger or resentment. They had anticipated this situation.

Lin Xuan was not a native disciple from the sect; he joined halfway through. In simple terms, both parties found common ground and thus could cooperate due to shared interests. However, with Lin Xuan now at the Spirit Cultivation Stage, Immortal Cloud Sect was insignificant compared to him. His reaction was entirely normal—anyone in his position would act similarly.

With these thoughts, the three ancient demons remained calm.

The woman dressed in court attire spoke: "Uncle Senior is right, but Immortal Cloud Sect is a small sect; it may not have treasures worth your attention."

"Humph! I came here because I heard of a great secret that would make this trip worthwhile. Now you say such things, do you intend to mock me?" Lin Xuan frowned and his expression darkened.

"Uncle Senior misunderstands, disciple does not dare to be so bold," the three demons were shocked and quickly knelt down. Lin Xuan could crush them with a mere finger.

At this point, they dared not hide anymore; sighing, one said: "Uncle Senior, you do not know that our sect's current strength is negligible, but if placed in history, it would have been quite significant."

"Oh?" Lin Xuan’s face showed interest. "Go on."

"Have you heard of the Three-Eyed Saint Ancestor?"

"The Three-Eyed Saint Ancestor?"

Lin Xuan was stunned, his heart greatly shaken. However, given his composure, he remained unperturbed.

Of course, Lin Xuan knew about the Three-Eyed Saint Ancestor; when he escaped from the Lonely Soul Desert, it had a significant connection to him as well. He just did not know of other identities at that time.

Later, during his search for the soul in the Spirit Source Valley, Lin Xuan obtained shocking clues.

The Three-Eyed Saint Ancestor was one of the Nine True Demons and also the younger brother of the former demon leader. For some reason, he angered the leader, who personally sealed him away.

Over centuries, the demon leader had already been reduced to ashes in a battle with true cultivators. However, this Three-Eyed Saint Ancestor managed to escape.

According to Lin Xuan’s information, the True Demon Serpent Ice Soul, also one of the Nine True Demons, had a very hostile relationship with him. Upon learning about his escape, he dispatched numerous subordinates to track down his whereabouts, causing much turmoil in the demon world.

Lin Xuan was uninvolved and did not wish to get entangled.

He never expected that such a small sect as Immortal Cloud Sect would have connections with the Three-Eyed Saint Ancestor. This truly surprised him.

Lin Xuan did not interrupt; he waited for them to continue.

"Our founding ancestor is the right-hand man of the Three-Eyed Lord. Back then, when the Three-Eyed Lord saw that things were going poorly, he entrusted our ancestor with hiding his treasures in a secret place. Our sect has always preserved a treasure map," the woman’s voice continued.

"Oh?"

Lin Xuan rubbed his forehead and became more interested. However, as thoughts swirled in his mind, he raised another question: "The treasures entrusted by the Three-Eyed Saint Ancestor must be of great significance. Over these years, has no one within your sect been tempted to seek them out?"

Lin Xuan’s question was well-founded. Even if Immortal Cloud Sect's founding ancestor had remained loyal to the Three-Eyed Lord, over so many years, it would be impossible for none of his disciples or followers to harbor such thoughts.

"Uncle Senior is correct; we are indeed tempted by the treasures of the Three-Eyed Lord. However, our preserved treasure map only has half and is not complete," the fat ancient demon sighed. Otherwise, they would have long unearthed the treasures instead of waiting here.

(To be continued) m.fengyunread.com

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