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第两千四百四十八章 九天仙露

Time continued to pass, with every additional quarter-hour making the face of Elder Ma, the Tyrant Demon Sage, even more ashen. He knew his own condition all too well; even after employing a powerful technique that severely depleted his essence energy, he wouldn't last much longer.

The observers among the cultivators were equally agitated.

Today's battle was truly beyond their imagination to fathom.

From the very beginning, everyone had come with curiosity. With the Tyrant Demon Sage having dominated this world for so long, they wondered which fool dared to provoke him into a fight.

That’s why four out of the six elders from Lingyun Sect were present here; the other two hadn’t been able to make it due to pressing matters.

However, their meeting left them in shock, thinking that Yun Yin Sect had gone mad.

Wasn't it so?

The challenger wasn’t some prodigy but merely a cultivator at the early Spirit Refinement stage.

Although he appeared more formidable than his peers, challenging the Tyrant Demon Sage with such a low-stage was akin to sending a lamb into a den of wolves.

This must be madness!

Despite their confusion, they decided to watch the battle through to its end—after all, it was an exciting spectacle.

The outcome was clear to even the Dragon-named youth from Yun Yin Sect.

Victory or defeat had already been decided—other readers are also enjoying this!

But what no one expected was that the final result would be different. The turning point came with a ten-thousand-year-old elixir of life. While the Tyrant Demon Sage had it as well, its consumption by him was normal; he finished his bottle in just a few gulps. However, Lin’s bottle seemed to be inexhaustible.

What could this mean?

The four elders pondered over it but came up with no answers. Finally, Venerable Jingkong spoke up.

"Namaste," the monk clasped his hands and bowed to the Dragon-named youth. "Master Dragon, may I ask you a question?"

"Please, go on."

The Dragon-named youth returned the bow, his face beaming with joy. He had expected Lin’s defeat but was overjoyed when his younger brother managed to turn things around. His mood was so good that it could be described as elated.

"May I ask, is the elixir of life really from ten thousand years ago?"

"Yes, Master Lu also asked me this," said Master Lu, unable to contain himself. "For cultivators like us, a ten-thousand-year-old elixir of life can only restore a small amount of essence energy. It should have been depleted long ago unless…unless…"

His face showed a strange expression as if he had thought of something but dismissed it.

"Unless it’s the Immortal Nectar from Nine Heavens."

The elderly woman with white hair completed his sentence, her voice trembling and full of excitement.

Immortal Nectar was nothing more than legend to them; even for渡劫期的存在,得到它的几率也微乎其微。Immortal Nectar not only had the same effects as a ten-thousand-year-old elixir of life but much better. Even a drop could fully replenish one’s essence energy.

Moreover, it had another benefit: healing wounds. While it couldn’t bring the dead back to life or turn bones into flesh, its therapeutic effects were significant.

Knowing that two cultivators fighting to the brink would have numerous injuries, Immortal Nectar not only restored their essence energy but also healed them. It was a must-have for survival in any situation.

Who wouldn’t want a few drops?

Noting that this wasn’t a bottle but just a drop, the elders were agitated. This item was truly extraordinary, with its name carrying an “Immortal” prefix not just for show. It was said to be from the Immortal Realm and somehow found its way down here.

The existence of such power made it hard for渡劫期的大能 to resist, but only a few had the good fortune to obtain even a drop.

Thinking about this, the elders were excited. Apart from Immortal Nectar, they couldn’t think of anything that could quickly restore essence energy to Spirit Refinement stage cultivators.

Everyone stared at the Dragon-named youth, hoping for an answer.

The Dragon-named youth was visibly nervous and forced a smile. "Four friends, don't look at me. I have no idea about what happened with Lin."

"What? You don’t know either?" The gray-robed cultivator frowned. Even if he didn’t want to say anything, such a dismissive response was disrespectful.

"Brother Hui, please forgive my rudeness," the Dragon-named youth said with a bitter smile. "Lin only joined our sect a thousand years ago and has always been reclusive. He just entered Spirit Refinement stage recently."

The Dragon-named youth’s words were true; although he had lured Lin into the sect, he didn’t know much about his background.

Despite their surprise, the elders were still hopeful. The outcome of this battle would determine their sect's future, but they had little confidence in either of them.

Lin had only recently entered Spirit Refinement stage, and while his strength far exceeded that of his peers, even working together with his sister wouldn’t be enough to defeat him. But people’s reputations were like shadows; the Tyrant Demon Sage was said to be the first among all cultivators below渡劫期,岂是善茬。

总之,这场决斗虽不得已而为之,但胜算微乎其微。

没想到他真的力挽狂澜,以早中期的实力战胜了 Tyrant Demon Sage。尽管法术尚未结束,胜负已毫无悬念。

难道本宗运气如此之好,捡到了宝?这位林师弟竟是百年难遇的修仙奇才?

幸福来得太突然,即便是城府深厚的龙姓少年也有些恍惚。

星月城四长老听后更是大惊失色:“什么,林道友刚进阶到Spirit Refinement stage?”

他们几乎不敢相信自己的耳朵。

“不错。”

龙姓少年再次点头。

“唏……”

四位长老面面相觑,个个表情错愕,倒吸凉气。

“林道友如此年轻就这般了得,后期的实力岂不是可以媲美渡劫期大能。”卢云喃喃道,眼中满是羡慕。

“阿弥陀佛,卢长老此言差矣。渡劫与Spirit Refinement stage完全不同,即使林轩以后进阶后期,实力也不可能与那个境界的大能相比。”

“静空大师所言不错,但不管如何,肯定远远胜过我们许多。”

“不错。”

白发老妪也点头赞同:“龙道友,贵宗真是好福气。有这位林道友加入,想必用不了多久,云隐宗就会成为本界第一流的宗门了。”

“好说好说。”

龙姓少年抱拳还礼,眼中满是期待。如果运气不错,余长老的描述完全可能实现,毕竟一个宗门的兴衰与最强修士的实力有很大关系。

尽管他不太清楚林轩的背景,但显然比自己和师姐年轻得多。如今这般了得,进阶后期后更是令人期待。若再有机缘,晋升到渡劫期……想到这里,龙姓少年摇了摇头。渡劫与Spirit Refinement stage不同,不仅体现实力,还有进阶难度。即便林师弟天纵奇才,成为渡劫期大能的机会也微乎其微。

不过没关系,不管如何,有林师弟加入,本门的昌盛指日可待。唯一需要考虑的是林师弟中途入宗,对本门的感情不够深厚,万一其他宗门挖墙脚……

想到这里,龙姓少年不寒而栗,决定回去后一定要与师姐商议,无论如何都要好好笼络林轩,付出任何代价也要将他留在本宗。这样的机会可遇不可求。

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