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第两千八百六十四章 修罗七宝

As time passed, the atmosphere quickly returned to its lively state.

Lin Xuan could clearly sense the change in the attitude of the guests around him. It was markedly different from just moments ago.

Humility was Lin Xuan's principle, but this time, with Nai Long Zhenren’s joyous celebration, various coincidences pushed him into the most conspicuous position.

In his battle against Tian Yuan, while he could say that luck played a role in his victory, it didn’t matter how lucky one might be; without true strength to back it up, even if faced with another Spirit Formation stage cultivator under similar circumstances, luck would not guarantee a win.

In other words, Lin Xuan was no mere pretender.

His strength had yet to be fully showcased in this battle, and it was difficult to make an accurate assessment of his true potential. However, the gap between him and the Tribulation Transcendence stage was minimal at worst, which was beyond doubt.

The cultivation world revered the strong.

Having already demonstrated his might, Lin Xuan naturally deserved the respect and treatment that came with it.

It could be said that misfortune turned into good fortune; after this battle, he truly gained the recognition of the old monsters present, who accepted him as an equal, no longer harboring any doubts about their interactions.

As a party involved, Lin Xuan felt these changes keenly. While his face remained composed, his heart was filled with excitement.

In any case, this Nai Long Zhenren’s wedding had brought him significant benefits, making the trip worthwhile.

Setting aside the lively scene on Penglai Immortal Island for now,

at this moment, Bao She Bingpo had traveled several million miles away. The two of them transformed into a gentle breeze, with black energy masking their true speed as they continued to fly forward.

The True Demon Primordial Ancestor naturally possessed the ability to tear through space and time. Even without using any artifacts, she could reverse the laws of the universe and travel between the Demon Realm and Spirit Realm at will.

This was indeed correct, but it wasn't that simple for them to enter the Spirit Realm whenever they pleased. Both realms were among the upper-tier planes, and their respective power dynamics were formidable. Even with her immense strength, tearing through space and opening a portal required significant effort.

Even if she could manage it, it would be a strenuous task without much reward.

Bao She Bingpo weren’t mere fools who acted on instinct; though they didn’t use any artifacts, they employed divination to find the weakest point in the spatial fabric between the two realms. From there, tearing through space was significantly easier.

Now, their goal was to reach that spatial node.

As a True Demon Primordial Ancestor, her presence already felt too conspicuous in the Spirit Realm. With Nai Long’s wedding as an excuse earlier, now that they had left Penglai Immortal Island, staying any longer would be awkward and unnecessary, especially since their mission had been accomplished.

While there were some twists and turns to obtaining the cosmetic box, overall, the process was much easier than expected.

Despite this, Bao She Bingpo’s face remained grim. As a True Demon Primordial Ancestor, she was accustomed to giving orders. Even ordinary Tribulation Transcendence cultivators would greet her with respect, but on Lin Xuan, she had suffered a minor setback, which left her feeling frustrated.

"Alright, Bao She, that young fellow is just a trivial matter, a small troublemaker at best. Dealing with him will be inevitable sooner or later; there’s no need to dwell on it," Bingpo's voice carried a sense of comfort.

"I know, sister, but I feel somewhat uncomfortable."

Bao She sighed and quickly turned her gaze back to the cosmetic box. This artifact wasn’t stored in her storage bag; instead, Bingpo held it in both hands as she played with it.

"Of what kind is this treasure that you value so much? Why did you travel such a long distance from the Holy Realm just for it, and why did you go through all these efforts to obtain it from Nai Long Zhenren?"

"This…" Bingpo’s face showed a hint of hesitation.

"What's wrong? Do you still distrust me now?" Bao She’s expression was tinged with grievance and anger.

"I don’t distrust you; it’s just… alright, I’ll tell you."

As Bingpo spoke, she raised her head and released her immensely powerful divine sense. Within a ten-mile radius, every blade of grass and leaf fell under her control, leaving no stone unturned. There were no cultivators in this area.

Bingpo’s face showed satisfaction, but after a moment's thought, she waved her sleeves, releasing an extremely pure demonic energy that formed a protective barrier around the two of them.

This barrier had soundproofing and alerting properties, making it impossible for even True Immortals to easily eavesdrop on their conversation here.

Bao She was amazed by Bingpo’s caution. The secret behind this cosmetic box must be significant; otherwise, her sister wouldn’t have been so careful.

Though curious, she didn’t say anything more. Her sister would surely explain it in due time.

"Have you heard of the Seven Treasures of Nirvana?"

"The Seven Treasures of Nirvana?" Bao She was taken aback, feeling a vague sense of familiarity but couldn’t quite place it. She lowered her head and pondered for a moment before suddenly raising it with surprise on her face: "Sister, are you referring to the seven secret treasures left behind by King Asura after his battle with three True Immortals in the Arctic Yuan Guang Hall millions of years ago?"

"Fallen," Bingpo’s voice surprised them. "There were ancient rumors about this, and even a True Demon Primordial Ancestor like yourself was deceived."

"Fallen? Wasn’t that battle one where all parties suffered significant losses?" Bao She was taken aback.

"It was indeed a mutual defeat, with the three True Immortals dying or severely injured. But King Asura… may not have fallen," Bingpo said coldly.

"Could it be that you know something?"

"I happened to come across some information. According to what I know, King Asura was a prodigy. If he had given his all, facing three True Immortals, even if slightly outmatched, pulling them down with him would have been guaranteed. How could the outcome be one death and two severe injuries?"

"That battle… it’s said that King Asura fought bare-handed without his Nirvana Treasure Box."

"Why did King Asura do this? Was there some hidden strategy behind it?" Bao She, as a True Demon Primordial Ancestor, had never heard of such secrecy before.

Previously, similar rumors were heard, but they all contained subtle differences. These discrepancies could make a world of difference. Facing the three True Immortals’ assault, why didn’t King Asura give his all? What was her true purpose and plan?

At this moment, Bao She’s mind was filled with shock.

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