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第两千七百零九章 九曲灵参与九曲灵丹

Lin Xuan was not stingy. At such a moment, he knew very well which was more important.

He then flicked his fingers, and spell techniques flew out like shooting stars from his fingertips. As he moved, the spirit cleansing water no longer condensed into a ball but rolled around, enveloping the sword gourd.

Lin Xuan slightly raised his head; a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

Without any additional movements, the spirit cleansing water wrapped around the sword gourd as if it was falling forward.

The small tripod’s lid had already been opened. The treasure began to slowly rotate, emitting multicolored light from its surface, making it even more extraordinary.

Its volume seemed to have increased a bit, easily accommodating the sword gourd. Then Lin Xuan flicked his finger again.

Pfft...

This time, the illusionary spirit heavenly fire shot out and swirled in mid-air, transforming into a colorful phoenix about a foot long.

Though its size was slightly smaller, it exuded the grace of a true king among birds when it moved, making it come alive.

Nine Heavens Phoenix Call!

With a spread of its wings, it flew down to the tripod and circled around it. Flames burst forth as it did so.

Boom!

The temperature in the surroundings suddenly rose significantly. Lin Xuan’s expression remained calm and composed. With spirit cleansing water as an intermediary and the power of illusionary spirit heavenly fire, even if this treasure had been nurtured by Old Tyrant Clock for tens of thousands of years, erasing his spiritual imprint should not be a problem.

Lin Xuan’s mind raced.

While he was right in thinking so, he did not dare to be careless.

After all, erasing the old tyrant’s spiritual imprint was just the first step. Even considering it as preparation work might be an overstatement.

Next, he had to use infant fire to nurture it further, aligning this treasure with his will until it could be manipulated at will. Then, under various materials and methods, he would separate the essence of foreign celestial gold from the illusory yin demon flower.

There were many difficulties in between that required no mistakes.

Compared to the tedious steps ahead, this small success was insignificant.

Victory should not lead to arrogance; defeat should not cause despair. For cultivators, cultivating one’s mindset was equally important.

Time passed slowly.

Spring came and went, summer turned into autumn, and winter followed.

During these long years, Lin Xuan did not leave his cave府. He didn’t even step out of the cultivation room. The only thing he touched were the thick layer of dust that had accumulated around the entrance to his cave府.

The flower valley was deserted; no one walked through it for a very long time.

However, outside the valley, things looked different.

Several Cave Profound期 cultivators gathered together.

In reality, there were just three people: two men and a woman.

Two of them sat cross-legged. The man on the left was in his forties, with three long strands of beard, looking extremely refined. At first glance, he seemed like an erudite scholar from the mundane world.

The one on the right was a young lady dressed in palace attire, around twenty-two or so. She had a slim face and eyebrows shaped like willow leaves. Though not a beauty, she was still quite pretty.

In front of them stood an old man wearing a brown robe. His beard was yellowish-brown and reached his chest, merging with his eyebrows and hair to give him a formidable appearance.

However, this seemingly stern old man was actually less patient than his companions. He kept scratching his head and walking around in circles at a rapid pace, sighing from time to time.

"Brother贺, why are you so anxious? After all these years, it doesn’t matter if you’re impatient," the refined man’s voice said, as calm as his appearance.

"Yes, Brother贺, you’ve been pacing for thirty years. Don’t you find it annoying? I’m dizzy just watching you," the woman added with a playful smile.

Of course, there was no malice in her words.

"Hmph, naturally, you don’t care because for us Cave Profound期 cultivators, decades are but a blink of an eye. But I can't wait! I can't!"

The old man, upon hearing this, stamped his foot and looked regretful, almost on the verge of tears.

"Why not? What’s the reason?" The refined man asked curiously.

"Right, Brother何, you’ve been anxious for decades without revealing a single clue. We've known each other for ten thousand years; do you really think I don't trust you?"

The pretty girl raised her chin slightly and said with some dissatisfaction.

"Alright... alright," the old man hesitated before finally slapping his thigh loudly: "Enough, since things have come to this, that thing is probably already useless. Telling you two won’t matter."

"Oh?"

Upon hearing these words, both the refined man and the pretty girl perked up, their ears pricked as if listening intently.

It was understandable. Although they didn't show it on the surface, for thirty years, they had been watching him anxiously without any explanation from him.

Who wouldn’t be curious?

That he was willing to reveal this today made them quite pleased.

"Brother, please speak. I am all ears," said the pretty girl.

"Hmph, a single misstep can lead to eternal regret. This matter began thirty years ago when I accidentally obtained a nine-curve spirit参."

"Ninth-curve spirit参? That’s not just any precious ingredient for making the ninth-curve spirit丹. Brother贺, your luck is truly amazing," exclaimed the pretty girl, and even the refined man looked envious.

Indeed, this ninth-curve spirit丹 was no small matter; it could be described as a household name among Cave Profound期 cultivators. It was one of the best medicinal herbs to enhance their cultivation, boosting their magical power significantly. Even in breaking through bottlenecks, its effects were unexpected.

To make this ninth-curve spirit丹, there were dozens of ingredients required, but the most crucial was the nine-curve spirit参. For Cave Profound期 cultivators, other materials weren’t much of a concern, but the nine-curve spirit参 was extremely precious and hard to come by.

Only a few Cave Profound期 cultivators had ever managed to obtain it, mostly seeing it in ancient texts before envying its presence.

It was no wonder that Brother贺 had obtained one. The other two could not help feeling envious.

"Oh, I see. You’re holding onto this treasure and are anxious to return and refine the spirit丹, right?" said the pretty girl with a playful smile, believing she had guessed correctly.

"Hmph, if it’s true, that would be great," replied the old man, looking dejected: "The problem is, I’ve already started refining the precious spirit丹."

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