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第两千七百一十章 一分付出一分收获

"What, Senior Brother, you've already begun refining the treasure pill? Could it be..."

The refined man's face showed signs of surprise. The delicate girl beside him opened her mouth wide in astonishment, ignoring all pretenses of decorum.

There was no help for it; they were too shocked!

Such a result was something they never dreamed would happen.

No wonder Senior Brother He had been like an ant on a hot pan, frantically busy these past few decades. If he were in their position, they might not have done as well.

This was simply too trivial.

"Senior Brother, you already refined the Nine Curves Spirit参 last year; why didn't you explain your difficulties to our ancestor and still take on this task?" The delicate girl's voice filled with disbelief.

"Yes, if you had been clear about it back then, our ancestors wouldn't be unreasonable people. They would have understood your situation."

The refined man was equally astonished as he spoke.

Both were puzzled, looking at each other like they were seeing a monster. No matter the angle from which one viewed their companion's handling of matters, it seemed too absurd.

"Hmph, easy to say now. Back then, I never knew that although this Nine Curves Spirit丹 is extremely precious due to its rare materials, refining it itself was actually very simple. I thought, sending a treasure to Senior Uncle Lin wouldn't take much time, and the pill could be refined on its own without any issues. Plus, Senior Uncle Lin is known for his generous nature in our sect. This mission, I don’t seek anything from him but just some advice on cultivation; it would benefit us immensely. How could I miss such a good opportunity? I had no idea that he was about to enter seclusion and leave instructions, even if there were major matters."

The old man sighed deeply.

A moment of carelessness led to a grave mistake.

Moreover, Senior Uncle Lin's status in the sect was too exalted; his words could be more powerful than those of the other two Supreme Elders combined.

No matter how trivial or significant an issue involved him, it couldn't be taken lightly. Otherwise, if he had left the treasure here and they stayed to wait for him, they would have been scolded by the Supreme Elders.

...

The old man's despair was palpable as he spoke. The refined man and delicate girl sighed, unsure how to comfort them.

For a moment, the three were speechless. But then, a loud rumbling sound filled their ears. The valley's depths glowed with spiritual light, an unprecedented occurrence in these decades. Could it be...

The three froze, but soon their faces lit up with extraordinary joy.

Could there be such a coincidence? As they spoke, Senior Uncle Lin emerged from seclusion.

Their astonishment was overwhelming, but the joy far outweighed it. The long-robed old man aside, even the refined man and delicate girl looked elated.

How could they not be happy?

Although they had no urgent matters to attend to, their inability to leave for a day without Senior Uncle Lin's appearance made them feel trapped here. There was an underlying sense of unease.

Now that they were finally free, it filled them with joy beyond measure.

...

In the depths of the valley, Lin Xuan stepped out from his secret chamber, looking relieved.

Thirty years of hard work had him stationary in the practice room without a moment's rest, maintaining intense concentration. Day and night, summer and winter, even for a spirit refinement expert like Lin Xuan, it was no easy task; it was exceptionally arduous.

A brief nap could undo all his efforts.

Lin Xuan endured this for thirty years of cold and heat.

Even with his resilient mind far surpassing that of ordinary people, he had thought about giving up more than once. The process must have been excruciatingly difficult.

Fortunately, it was all in the past now.

Heaven rewards diligence; or as the saying goes, a day's labor deserves a day's rest. This principle held true here too.

Over these years, Lin Xuan had given so much, and now Heaven rewarded him with equal returns.

...

The essence of域外天金and the illusory Yin魔花had separated successfully without any minor errors. Lin Xuan's composure was momentarily overwhelmed by excitement; joy filled his heart.

However, he didn't dwell on it too long. After thirty years of hard work, he was exhausted. Such intense concentration was taxing on one’s spirit, far more so than even a life-and-death seal.

He needed rest. Carefully storing the two treasures, Lin Xuan stepped out to take some fresh air before deciding his next move.

Everything went smoothly. With his spiritual sense, he heard every word of their conversation clearly. He chuckled and was touched by their dedication; it wasn't for nothing that he had worked so hard for Cloud Concealment Sect. His instructions were taken very seriously—such a trivial matter as transporting a treasure was treated with such grandeur.

What exactly did they transport? Lin Xuan had his guesses, but he kept them to himself as he walked out of the valley.

"Salutations, Senior Uncle!"

Outside the valley, three disciples prostrated themselves in reverence.

Their expressions were all too respectful.

The other two didn't need to say; even the old man who had been like an ant on a hot pan with worry didn't show any resentment. They had waited for thirty years, and their precious spirit pills were ruined, but they dared not blame Senior Uncle Lin. It was their own oversight.

After all, although Lin Xuan only joined the sect later, his reputation within the sect was unparalleled. Even if the founding ancestor of Cloud Concealment Sect were to rise again, he would pale in comparison.

In the eyes of ordinary disciples, Lin Xuan was like a true immortal deity. Even these three, though high-ranking cultivators at the Profound Dao stage, rarely had the chance to see him.

How could they not be excited?

Moreover, it was rumored that Senior Uncle Lin was generous; coming from afar for this mission, he would surely reward them in some way. What would he give them?

Unknown!

But precisely because of the unknown, there was more to look forward to.

Of course, on the surface, their expressions remained unchanged. Even with hope, they wouldn't show any resentment if Lin Xuan gave nothing.

As high-ranking Profound Dao cultivators, they were well aware of propriety and knew when to keep their expectations in check.

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