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第两千六百五十二章 再遇故人

But the spiritual energy fluctuations of both sides were too weak, indicating that it was merely a battle at the Separation and Union level.

This degree of conflict did not interest Lin Xuan to intervene. It had an air of bullying the weak over the strong. Although Lin Xuan's character might not care about such things, his involvement could potentially expose his identity.

Although this was just a possibility, Lin Xuan was unwilling to take any risks.

After all, he was merely a Separation and Union stage disciple.

With his mind racing, Lin Xuan prepared to silently pass by the group without drawing attention. His concealment technique ensured that even if he were close enough, the others would not be able to detect him.

Out of curiosity, as he was about to pass them, Lin Xuan inadvertently released his divine sense, which swept across like lightning. However, this sweep revealed a problem.

"Is it her?"

Lin Xuan suddenly stopped his遁光 (flying light).

By chance, Lin Xuan did not expect to encounter an old acquaintance here. It was a young woman in her twenties or thirties, though her actual age was much older. The appearance of youth among female cultivators is quite common due to their cultivation techniques often having anti-aging effects.

She wore a red robe and had clear, well-shaped eyebrows. Although not a stunning beauty, her large, black eyes were exceptionally lively as she looked around. Despite the signs of weariness in her eyes, Lin Xuan recognized her immediately.

Su Ru!

This was the first cultivator Lin Xuan met when he arrived in Nael Dragon Realm. If it weren't for Su Ru and others, Lin Xuan might not have come to Cloud Concealment Sect.

Recalling that this had happened a thousand years ago, Lin Xuan and Peacock had just arrived in the area where they clashed with Flame Wolf Patriarch. At a critical moment, True Spirit Heavenly Phoenix appeared, taking Peacock away. Lin Xuan was left incapacitated by the residual effects of the phoenix's power.

Later, Su Ru and two others mistakenly believed him to be a sect disciple participating in trials and brought him back to Cloud Concealment Sect.

Since becoming the head of Golden Core Peak, Lin Xuan had always treated them kindly. Although their identities and cultivation levels were vastly different, he never forgot the kindness they showed him.

If it was just another person in danger, Lin Xuan could pretend not to see. But since Su Ru was an old acquaintance, he couldn't bear to let her die.

Even if he seemed selfish, relationships between people are inherently distant or close. Although Lin Xuan didn’t need help from others before, he always remembered this debt of gratitude.

If it meant exposing himself, so be it; at worst, he would just have to expend a bit more effort.

These thoughts raced through Lin Xuan's mind as the delay worsened Su Ru’s situation. The three cultivators chasing her were all stronger than she was. Su Ru had advanced quickly under Lin Xuan's guidance but her own talent was mediocre. After a thousand years, she barely reached Separation and Union stage, barely managing to avoid expiring in the process.

Her advancement was due largely to good luck, as her cultivation technique made it easier to advance but weaker in terms of abilities. If not for her proficiency in evasion techniques, she might have perished long ago.

Now, facing three relentless pursuers, Su Ru found herself struggling to turn the tide. One of them, a monkey-faced demon with bat-like wings, was closing in quickly.

"Damn it!"

Seeing no escape, Su Ru gritted her teeth and stopped her遁光 (flying light). She reached into her pouch and prepared to fight the enemies to the death.

Suddenly, silver light flashed, and a thin thread appeared mid-air. It effortlessly decapitated all three pursuers in an instant.

Such a change was like going from hell to heaven. Just moments ago, Su Ru had been determined to fight to the end, but now she found herself saved. Her eyes widened as she struggled to understand what happened.

But as a thousand-year-old cultivator, she quickly realized who had helped her.

She bowed with gratitude: "I don't know which senior extended a helping hand. I am Su Ru, and I thank you."

"Ha ha, no need for such formalities," Lin Xuan said as he appeared ten feet away.

"It is Senior Uncle Lin... No, Grandmaster Lin, Su Ru pays respects to the Supreme Elder," she exclaimed in shock but with more joy than fear.

Lin Xuan sighed. Although their statuses were vastly different, there was still a bond between them.

His brows furrowed as he examined her closely. Despite his initial cursory glance, he now realized that her injuries were indeed severe. Her body was covered in blood, and she could barely lift her left arm, which had been struck by some heavy artifact. Even for cultivators, it would take years of recuperation with spiritual medicines to recover.

"I beg your forgiveness," Su Ru said as Lin Xuan scrutinized her.

"How serious are the injuries? The situation is already dire for this vein. How did you survive such a brutal battle and make it here?"

Lin Xuan's keen eyes observed her wounds, blending concern and inquiry in his voice.

Before he could finish, tears began to flow from Su Ru’s eyes as she sobbed uncontrollably: "Grandmaster, over ten thousand cultivators of our sect have fallen for this vein. Even two Supreme Elders were trapped, but we still lost."

"Two Supreme Elders? Are Dragon Senior Brother and Lin Senior Sister also gone?" Lin Xuan was shocked. Although their power meant nothing to him, they were at the Spirit Formation stage, which should not be easily destroyed.

"No, Dragon and Lin Grandmasters are merely trapped. With overwhelming odds against us, we are all in grave danger!"

Su Ru's sobs filled the air: "Over a thousand disciples of our sect are still encircled. The two Grandmasters attracted the enemy’s attention so that we could escape individually. Only one-tenth of those like Su Ru managed to survive..."

Touched by her distress, Lin Xuan was moved as he watched her fall to her knees and repeatedly bow: "Please, Grandmaster, have mercy and go rescue our trapped fellow disciples."

Her sorrowful plea touched Lin Xuan deeply, revealing the dire straits his sect found itself in during this vein dispute.

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