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第两千四百五十二章 威震鼐龙界

Chapter 2452: Arousing Tremors in the Nalulong Realm

After all, as elders of Star Moon City, they couldn't possibly joke about such matters. However, the formidable reputation of the Old Devil Monarch was hard to believe, having been defeated by a mere Spirit Separation初期 cultivator.

The astonishing news quickly spread beyond Star Moon City and expanded throughout the entire Nalulong Realm at an unimaginable speed.

Naturally, this caused great waves. The whole Nalulong Realm buzzed with talk.

Most cultivators dismissed it as nonsense; after all, how could the first person to successfully pass through a tribulation be defeated by a mere Spirit Separation初期 cultivator? It was too hard for them to accept!

However, as more and more people heard about this, both parties involved—the Nalulong Sect and the Old Devil Monarch—remained silent. There were no attempts to clarify anything, leading everyone to realize that it might be true. The entire Nalulong Realm fell into a silence.

One night of fame!

Lin Xuan, who was previously unknown, suddenly became the hottest figure in the Nalulong Realm. Countless cultivators mentioned his name at tea time or when meeting friends.

The Cloud Concealing Sect also benefited from this, gaining many new members eager to join.

In just a few days, countless cultivators arrived from all directions, hoping to join the sect.

...

These matters were set aside. Although Lin Xuan gained considerable fame from this battle, his personality didn't care much about it. A mere title held little significance for his path of cultivation.

Nevertheless, he decided to stay put since he now had a certain level of renown. After all, as a "Great Ability" cultivator, he no longer needed to tread on eggshells.

However, Lin Xuan stayed indoors, avoiding the attention that came with such fame. For a cultivator, sitting in seclusion for a hundred years was common; staying indoors for a few days wasn't difficult at all.

Calculating time, it would soon be the auction day in Star Moon City. Such an event didn't interest Lin Xuan, but his senior brother had said he'd call him. So, Lin Xuan waited patiently in his rented place.

Time passed swiftly. The next day was the big auction day. In his bedroom, Lin Xuan sat cross-legged in a simple white robe when suddenly, he raised his head and opened his eyes.

A look of surprise appeared on his face: "What is he doing here?"

Despite his curiosity, Lin Xuan quickly stood up and walked to the balcony outside the building.

The entire structure was enveloped by a faint blue light—a protective禁制.

Lin Xuan raised his right hand, gently flipping it. A small令符 appeared in his palm.

A beam of spiritual light shot out, dissipating the barrier. The surrounding mist slowly cleared as Lin Xuan stepped out.

Outside the balcony:

An old monk with white eyebrows stood still.

Dressed in a large red robe, he exuded a kind demeanor, clearly a high-ranking master well-versed in Buddhist teachings.

"Master Jingkong."

Lin Xuan bowed respectfully. Although he was surprised about why this old monk had come here, he didn't show any signs of it on his face.

"Scholar Lin."

Jingkong clasped his hands together. He had witnessed the battle a few days ago and held Lin Xuan in high regard. As a cultivator, respect for strength was natural; thus, he wouldn't treat him lightly.

"Why have you come here? If it's not too much trouble, please join me inside."

Lin Xuan warmly invited him with a wave of his hand.

"Namaste!"

A deep voice echoed: "I thank you, but I can't accept your invitation."

"Why?"

A glint appeared in Lin Xuan's eyes. He knew the old monk was here for something important; they had just been polite, but now it was time to get down to business.

"I'm not refusing your kindness out of rudeness. The reason is that this visit is at the command of a senior figure who wishes to see you."

"Senior?"

Lin Xuan's pupils constricted as he grasped the key word. At the Old Devil Monarch's level, such a title could only be given to someone of great importance—only tribulation-level old monsters would use it.

What could an old monster at that level want from him?

Although Lin Xuan hadn't left his place for days, he knew that because of the battle, he had become a central figure in the Nalulong Realm. His fame was soaring.

However, logically speaking, this shouldn't have attracted the attention of tribulation-level old monsters. So why did they seek him out?

Lin Xuan's mind raced but couldn't come up with an answer quickly enough.

Though surprised, Lin Xuan kept a calm exterior. "Who is this senior who summoned me and what does he want?"

"..."

Jingkong showed signs of difficulty: "The name of the senior can't be revealed by me. I don't know the details; I'm just relaying the message. Please follow me."

Lin Xuan's expression turned uneasy.

In other words, his future was uncertain—this could bring either fortune or misfortune.

However, Lin Xuan made a decision quickly.

If it brought good luck, he wouldn't avoid it. If an old monster at that level had noticed him, running away would only make things worse.

He hadn't heard of any connection between the Old Devil Monarch and some tribulation-level great ability wielders. So...

A thought flashed through Lin Xuan's mind. It was just a guess, but after careful consideration, it seemed highly plausible.

If that were true, it could be both fortune and misfortune for him. Properly utilized, there would be countless benefits.

With this in mind, Lin Xuan relaxed his expression and turned to the old monk: "Master, may I leave a message for my senior brother?"

"Please."

Jingkong waved his hand; the senior hadn't forbidden it. It was just a small matter.

Relieved, Lin Xuan felt more confident about his guess after being allowed to communicate with his senior brother.

"Master, please wait!"

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