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第两千八百一十九章 幻月蛾与若颜仙子

Sure enough, his guess was correct. The only ones who would appear here at this time were cultivators like himself, invited to attend the wedding feast of Dáilóng True Man.

However, from the tone of voice, the other party clearly wasn't a Transcender.

Could it be that there were more than just him who received an invitation as a Spirit Refinement Realm cultivator?

Lin Xuan felt a bit curious. But one thing he could confirm was that even if their cultivation realms seemed similar, true strength couldn’t be judged by the standards of ordinary Spirit Refinement Realm cultivators.

Dáilóng True Man was no ordinary figure; Lin Xuan didn't believe that any random cat or dog had the right to attend his wedding with Xiān’er Xiān’ǚ.

With this thought in mind, Lin Xuan did not undervalue the other party just because they were also a Spirit Refinement Realm cultivator. Although he was proud of his abilities, he didn't think that he was invincible among peers in all three realms. The vastness of the Three Realms and the countless cultivators and extraordinary individuals made him wary of underestimating any hero.

Of course, he wouldn’t underrate himself either. As Lin Xuan met this fellow who had also been invited to the wedding feast, his curiosity was the strongest. Who could this mysterious figure be?

With these thoughts in mind, Lin Xuan remained silent, not wanting to speak until he knew more about the other party. After all, as the saying went: "Too much talk leads to mistakes." He would first observe and decide later.

Although Lin Xuan wasn't afraid, the treacherous nature of the cultivation world made him cautious. Better safe than sorry.

The mysterious woman broke the silence after a few moments.

"Friend, your bearing is so distinguished; if my guess is correct, you are the Supreme Elder Tai Shang of Yinyǐn Sect, Lin Xuan, renowned across the heavens and earth?"

Her words were shocking, as she managed to deduce his identity with just one sentence.

Lin Xuan's heart stirred. He was indeed famous, but he had always kept a low profile. Few within his own sect knew his true appearance, let alone outsiders.

The woman’s voice was like that of a yellow thrush emerging from its nest, and Lin Xuan confirmed that he had never heard it before. Who could she be?

She spoke with grace, but her words carried a subtle hint of envy and even resentment.

Before the conversation ended, a beautiful woman in court attire appeared about a hundred feet to his left.

This woman looked around 27 or 28 years old, with exquisite features and a curvaceous figure, making her an extraordinary beauty. She exuded an aura of nobility that only long-term high-ranking cultivators could possess.

More astonishingly, she had wings growing on her back, large and magnificent like those of a butterfly.

Could she be from thedemonic race (Yāzhì), not human?

No, that wasn't right. High-level demon cultivators could transform into humans, but their aura was unmistakably different from ordinary human cultivators.

She was indeed human, pure and simple. But why did she have wings? Could it be some kind of magical artifact?

Lin Xuan's curiosity grew with each thought. However, he didn't dwell on the matter further as the woman herself quickly revealed her secret.

With a strange hand gesture, she caused her wings to detach and transform into a small moth about a foot in size.

Though called a moth, it was far more beautiful than an ordinary butterfly.

Phantom Moon Moth!

Lin Xuan was skilled in driving insects but had never heard of this method before.

She had transformed the insect into part of her body, commanding it like a magical artifact. It was no exaggeration to say she could control it as easily as using her own arm.

Indeed, those giant wings were formed by that very magic moth.

Phantom Moon Moth, one of the ancient wonders, skilled in concealment and illusion. She must have used this moth's abilities to almost deceive his divine sense?

Lin Xuan had a vague understanding now.

To be able to use insect driving techniques to such an extent... could it be...

"Are you from the Cloud Family of Fēngyuàn County? May I ask how we should address Mo Yán, Xiān’ǚ?"

Lin Xuan's guess wasn't unfounded. In other realms, he couldn’t say for sure, but in Dáilóng Realm, the most skilled at insect and poison manipulation was undoubtedly the Cloud Family of Fēngyuàn County. They were even ranked higher than his own sect, with no Transcender-level cultivators but formidable Spirit Refinement Realm strength.

If anyone other than himself could be invited to attend the double cultivation ceremony between him and Xiān’er Xiān’ǚ, it was likely the Cloud Family.

"Who would have thought that you, Lin Dao'ér, know of my humble name."

The woman's expression showed genuine surprise. She hadn't expected Lin Xuan to deduce her identity so easily. Was this young man really someone who never left his room and focused solely on cultivation? How could he have such extensive knowledge?

Cloud Mo Yán realized she had underestimated Lin Xuan. Indeed, a name like that deserved respect. This young fellow couldn’t be taken lightly.

"Oh, you are the head of Fēngyuàn County Cloud Family, Xiān’ǚ Mo Yán?" Lin Xuan's expression showed surprise as well, though it was hard to tell if he was genuinely surprised or just pretending. He clasped his hands and said: "I have heard your name reverberate like thunder. To meet you here is truly a great fortune."

Though the Cloud Sect and Fēngyuàn County Cloud Family were far apart with no enmity, the rapid rise of the Cloud Sect had made them rivals in the rankings of Wànxǐǎo Xiān Palace. The Cloud family was ranked 11th while the Cloud Sect was 12th. For the Cloud family, the Cloud Sect naturally posed a significant threat.

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