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"Alright, get up."

Lin Xuan gently raised his hand, and a calm voice entered their ears.

"Thank you, Senior Uncle."

The three bowed again before respectfully standing up.

"Senior Uncle, your disciples are here to deliver the treasure as per instructions from our two senior uncles."

As the refined-looking man spoke, he extended his hand. A light tap on his waist revealed a flash of spirit energy. Soon enough, a pale silver box appeared in front of them.

No more than half a foot long and emitting a faint fragrance.

Lin Xuan scanned the box with his eyes, noticing that it was enchanted to prevent the leakage of its spiritual essence and also to deter theft. As long as the enchantment remained intact, it indicated that they had kept the box safely without opening it privately.

A satisfied expression appeared on Lin Xuan's face; his senior sister was quite meticulous. While he knew such actions were unnecessary, given their status as disciples, who would dare open something entrusted by a Supreme Elder?

However, this showed how much they valued him. A slight smile played at the corners of Lin Xuan's lips.

Rolling up his sleeves, a streak of green light flew out and supported the box. Clearly, no one had tampered with the enchantment.

Lin Xuan shook his hand, causing the box to emit a dazzling glow before vanishing completely.

The three stood quietly by his side without looking away.

"Good work," Lin Xuan said, nodding. "You've waited here for thirty years, and although it's part of your duty as disciples, you deserve some recognition."

The refined-looking man replied with flattery: "Senior Uncle, I am merely fulfilling my duties here. Moreover, the chance to serve Senior Uncle is a blessing in three lifetimes, so how could I speak of hardship?"

Lin Xuan found this pleasant to hear, even though he knew it was just flattery.

"Enough. You don't need to heap praise on me."

Lin Xuan waved his hand and continued: "I know you've waited here for thirty years, which is no small feat. As your senior uncle, I can't ignore such efforts. So, each of you may ask me three questions—about cultivation if possible. I'll answer as long as I know the answers."

"Thank you, Senior Uncle."

Although Lin Xuan was generous and would likely reward them, he didn't expect such a substantial reward.

Indeed, while he hadn't given any treasure, he had promised each of them three questions to ask.

What an opportunity!

As they say, hearing one wise word is better than reading ten books. In the hearts of Cloud Concealment Sect disciples, Lin Senior Uncle was akin to someone who could help them through their trials. Yet, he didn't accept apprentices, making his guidance all the more valuable.

A single piece of advice might save them much effort and even break through current obstacles. This reward was priceless, far surpassing ordinary treasures or pills.

Lin Senior Uncle truly had a generous heart.

The three were elated but carefully pondered their questions, knowing they only had three chances each. Since Lin Senior Uncle had already mentioned this, asking more than three would be fruitless.

This rare opportunity needed to be seized with care. Each question required careful consideration; otherwise, they might miss such an invaluable chance.

Lin Xuan understood their thoughts and didn't rush them.

He waited patiently for about the time it took to burn a stick of incense before speaking again: "Alright, what do you want to ask me?"

Although Lin Xuan wasn't in a hurry, he couldn't waste time with junior disciples. His smile echoed through the air.

The three exchanged glances, their expressions hesitant. Then, the delicate-looking woman stepped forward and said: "Senior Uncle, let me be the first to ask."

"Go ahead," Lin Xuan replied without hesitation.

This woman bowed gracefully before opening her lips and posing her question: "Please, Senior Uncle, how should one's essence core operate during the cultivation technique of transforming a sword into threads? How can a tangible sword be seamlessly converted into an intangible one?"

Lin Xuan was momentarily surprised. Was this woman from Sword Peak?

The former head of that lineage, Heavenly璇 Sword Venerable, had perished at his hands. The relationship between the Golden Core and Sword lineages had since cooled, but times changed, and Lin Xuan's current status far exceeded what it once was. The disciples of Sword Peak now revered him sincerely, and he no longer harbored any grudges.

Although Lin Xuan wasn't a pure sword cultivator, as his命定本命 treasure was the Nine Palaces Momentary Sword, he was well-versed in the art of transforming swords into threads.

The transition between tangible and elemental swords was challenging, which explained why this woman chose to ask him about it.

"Listen carefully," Lin Xuan whispered using a technique that ensured only the questioner could hear his words. With such a powerful spiritual sense, no one within earshot could eavesdrop.

Since he had told them they could each ask three questions, he would answer individually for each person. Otherwise, the other two would gain an unfair advantage.

Lin Xuan wasn't being stingy; it was simply that their contributions warranted only three questions. He always dealt fairly, without favoritism.

Seeing Lin Senior Uncle use this technique, the refined-looking man and the long-robed elder looked disappointed. Although they had anticipated such a scenario, deep down, they wished for an exception so they could listen in.

Even if it meant nothing more than a chance to learn something useful, but Lin Senior Uncle wasn't willing to accommodate their wishes. Their small hope remained unfulfilled.

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