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第两千四百章 宝藏的真相

No, it wasn't about the cost. The opponent had just attacked, and the fundamental force driving them was not demonic energy. The mysterious youth's expression turned extremely unpleasant as his eyes narrowed. His voice, clear and deliberate, echoed in Lin Xuan’s ears: "You’re not from the Holy Clan; you're a cultivator from the Spirit Realm?"

"Correct," Lin Xuan replied calmly, showing no intention of hiding anything. After all, with their current situation being one where neither could survive, whether he was a demon or a cultivator made no difference to his current predicament.

So why hide it?

The youth's expression darkened further as he remained silent for a moment before unexpectedly speaking: "I never thought you'd be an infiltrator from the Spirit Realm. But that doesn't matter; regardless of your identity, I don’t care. Since you’re not from the Holy Clan, we can actually talk."

"Not being part of the Holy Clan gives us room to negotiate? What's your intention, sir? Are you trying to deceive me?" Lin Xuan’s expression remained unchanged as his voice echoed in the air. He wasn't easily fooled.

The mysterious youth's face showed a flash of anger before he seemed to think of something and forcibly suppressed it: "Boy, don’t insult my patience by refusing to cooperate. Indeed, your strength is much greater than that of a Holy Clan member at the same level, but if I’m willing to pay a small price, how could you be out of reach?"

"Alright, what do you want to discuss?" Lin Xuan remained silent for a moment before finally agreeing to "surrender." Of course, this was just surface-level. He had his own ulterior motives.

"Where did you see the Three-Eyed Ancestor? Has he already escaped his confinement?"

"I can answer your question," Lin Xuan said, "but I don’t know where the Three-Eyed Ancestor is now."

The mysterious youth’s demonic energy surged out as his patience had clearly reached its limit. However, Lin Xuan was well aware of this and remained calm: "I truly do not know where he is; there was no intentional deception on my part. I met him in the Lone Spirit Desert."

"Lone Spirit Desert?"

Hearing this, the youth's anger subsided slightly. If his answer had been delayed any longer, Lin Xuan would have already acted.

"Correct," Lin Xuan said, "I did indeed accidentally encounter the Three-Eyed Ancestor there. Now it’s my turn to ask a question: shouldn’t this be a safe place for the Three-Eyed Ancestor to hide his treasures? Is this information false?"

"This information is true; this is indeed where the Three-Eyed Ancestor hid his treasures," the mysterious youth said, his voice slightly odd.

"Oh?" Lin Xuan rubbed his forehead and appeared deep in thought. "You can ask another question."

"Has he already escaped, and how long ago did that happen?" The youth’s urgent voice echoed again.

Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow but didn’t have time to criticize the other for breaking the rules before the youth spoke first: "It's too troublesome for one person to ask a single question. Now we’ll change the rules; I’ll answer two questions in return."

"Alright!"

At this point, Lin Xuan had no reason to insist further. Provoking him wouldn’t benefit him either. "Indeed, the Three-Eyed Ancestor has already escaped his bonds. He’s been free for about a hundred years."

"A hundred years? That explains why he hasn't arrived yet," the youth said with an indifferent expression.

"Now it's my turn to ask questions: where are the treasures hidden here, and who are you? What is your relationship with the Three-Eyed Ancestor?"

"Hmph. As they say, trouble comes from one’s mouth. Knowing too much can be harmful. Are you sure you want to ask these two questions?" The youth's cold gaze seemed to pierce through Lin Xuan.

"Of course," Lin Xuan said with a strange expression, "knowing too much can bring misfortune, but being kept in the dark is even worse. What secrets do you have? Just tell me; if it brings disaster, I’ll accept it."

The mysterious youth smiled and looked at Lin Xuan with a hint of pity: whether he was acting or not, it seemed as though knowing this secret would doom him to death.

Lin Xuan felt a chill but remained calm. Regardless, he couldn’t show weakness in terms of demeanor; after all, the mystery of the treasure map intrigued him. "You, listen up. I am the treasure hidden by the Three-Eyed Ancestor."

"What? You’re the treasure?"

Lin Xuan was taken aback by this answer, his eyes wide with shock. He almost thought he had heard wrong.

"Correct," the youth said, "the treasures in that map are me. Do you think I’d waste my time deceiving you?" His voice grew more menacing.

This time, Lin Xuan understood clearly and tilted his head: how could a ancient demon be considered treasure?

"Hmph. Since we’ve started, there’s no harm in telling you everything."

Surprisingly, the mysterious youth seemed to notice Lin Xuan's confusion and offered an explanation.

Lin Xuan was surprised but quickly became engrossed in the story: "Since you know of this hidden treasure and have seen the Three-Eyed Ancestor, you must be familiar with its origins."

"Correct," Lin Xuan nodded calmly. "The Three-Eyed Ancestor offended his brother, who was then the demon leader, so he hid some treasures here to ensure their safety."

"Indeed, but do you know what specific treasures he hid?"

"You’re asking a question that should be obvious," Lin Xuan said with a hint of annoyance.

"The Three-Eyed Ancestor offended the leader, but as his brother, there was no threat to his life. However, he would face severe punishment, so he prepared an alternative body in case he escaped confinement."

"Alternative body?"

"Yes. The Three-Eyed Ancestor considered that if he were confined for too long, his spirit might be fine, but his physical form could be destroyed. Since the leader had sealed his power, his body would age rapidly. So, he prepared a replacement body to use upon escape."

"You mean you’re the alternative body prepared by the Three-Eyed Ancestor?" Lin Xuan’s expression showed shock as he spoke.

"Correct," the youth sighed.

"How did you gain consciousness?" Lin Xuan was curious; if it were meant for possession, its consciousness should have been erased. This seemed common knowledge.

"Hmph, there's nothing strange about that." The youth’s face showed a twisted smile: "Originally, I had no consciousness. However, being hidden in the Ice Flame Valley exposed me to extreme demonic energy over millions of years, giving me consciousness."

"Ah, I see."

Lin Xuan finally resolved his doubts and couldn’t help but chuckle. This situation was indeed quite absurd; for the Three-Eyed Ancestor, this body was a treasure, but for others, it was useless. And with its consciousness, it posed a significant threat.

If only he hadn't come here. But in cultivation, there were no regrets.

Despite all the questions being answered, Lin Xuan’s expression remained serious as he stared at his opponent: "We agreed to ask one question each. You don’t need to tell me everything. What is your purpose?"

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