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第两千八百八十三章 林轩养伤

His head felt heavy, and the pain throughout his body was indescribable.

Lin Xuan lay on the ground, unable to move. Although he hadn't suffered damage to his meridians or bones this time, the actual injuries were more severe than before.

His yuanqi and demon essence had taken a significant hit.

To survive under the spatial storm, Lin Xuan had used all his tricks at the last moment. He almost thought he might perish, but being in such a critical condition now was considered fortunate by him.

One should be content with what one has; the powerful old monster from the tribulation stage fought fearlessly. Moreover, before this incident, he had miscalculated his situation. Just to have managed to preserve his life, Lin Xuan felt satisfied.

Thinking back on the danger and peril at that time, he still shuddered with relief now.

Fortunately, everything was over.

Regardless of how it turned out, he had successfully passed through this challenge without any major mishaps.

What should he do next? Lin Xuan wasn't sure. The most pressing matter was to determine his location. After all, he had been swept into the spatial storm at the last moment. Although he managed to save himself, it was uncertain where exactly he was. Involving space magic, he could be in another plane of existence.

Thankfully, Lin Xuan's experiences since entering the cultivation world were incredibly diverse. Despite his severe injuries and unknown location, he wasn't panicking or anxious.

He extended his divine sense outwards.

Although his injuries were severe, even his yuanqi essence from his immortal embryo had somewhat depleted, his divine sense was still strong.

Within a few miles around him, there seemed to be no signs of cultivators.

Lin Xuan exhaled in relief. His current state was extremely precarious; he feared enemies might find him here.

Fortunately, the heavens were kind to him, at least for now. He felt safe.

Lin Xuan tried to move his body.

Despite his severe injuries, he wasn't completely immobile. He managed to raise his right hand and tap it against his waist.

A flash of light appeared as several jade bottles flew out.

He unscrewed the bottle caps, and a thick medicinal aroma filled the air.

With his wealth, Lin Xuan didn’t hesitate to consume whatever was needed at this moment. Besides taking a few Penglai Nine Immortals Pills specifically for healing, he gulped down entire vials of other pills.

He wasn’t afraid of overindulging; as these were reserved items, he knew their effects well.

These bottles contained either remedies or powerful tonics. Lin Xuan’s injuries and yuanqi depletion were severe.

The Penglai Nine Immortals Pills aside, the other pills were extremely rare, with significant effects. The medicinal power quickly spread in his body…

Lin Xuan lay on the ground, but he didn’t need to sit in a lotus position to absorb the medicine's energy.

Two hours passed.

By then, Lin Xuan had absorbed the medicine into his body. His complexion improved significantly compared to before; although still weak, he no longer felt pain from moving his right hand.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Xuan staggered to his feet.

Using his divine sense during his rest period, he had already explored his surroundings thoroughly.

The surrounding mountains were vast and winding. He was in a small valley that appeared unremarkable at first glance.

The mountains stretched for miles, while beyond them lay endless prairie.

Scanning the area with his eyes, he noticed many bright objects scattered throughout the valley. The exact nature of these items wasn’t immediately clear to others but were unmistakably his own life essence treasures.

Facing the spatial storm, his Nine Palaces Momentary Sword had been destroyed.

However, Lin Xuan’s face showed no signs of regret. He raised his right hand and pointed forward while whispering a command.

"Quickly!"

Before he could finish speaking, sharp light erupted as the fragments flew together, forming colorful divine swords.

This was the benefit of cultivating sword spirit; once mastered, the risk of losing his life essence treasures was almost nil.

After storing away the Nine Palaces Momentary Sword, Lin Xuan transformed into a streak of light and flew forward. Although there were no signs of habitation here, he felt it wasn’t safe to stay in this valley for too long. Safety came first.

He flew towards more secluded areas, another valley that was much harder to notice due to its location. He had stumbled upon this place while using his divine sense to explore the surroundings.

Due to his severe injuries, Lin Xuan didn't fly fast. It took him nearly half an hour to reach his designated spot.

Outside the valley, vines were abundant, and the entrance was narrow, easily overlooked. Satisfied with his expression, he entered the valley.

However, this time, he didn’t establish a residence but directly used earthevasion techniqueto burrow deep into the mountain. Afterward, he released sword energy to carve out a cave large enough for him to fit.

This simple place couldn't be called a residence, but Lin Xuan cared little about it; his current goal was healing, not cultivation. A simple environment wasn’t an issue.

The rest of his days were spent taking medicine and meditating. The pills he consumed weren’t meant to enhance his magical power but to aid in recovery and replenish his yuanqi.

Days turned into months.

Soon enough, more than half a year had passed.

For ordinary people, this duration was considerable, but for Lin Xuan’s level of existence, it was merely the blink of an eye.

In these six months, he hadn’t encountered any cultivators or demons. It was indeed fortunate. After this rest and recuperation period, his injuries finally healed.

Of course, his quick recovery was due to his ample supply of immortal pills; otherwise, for another cultivator in similar condition, it would take at least a decade before they could recover.

It was an unusually peaceful morning. The valley was still shrouded in mist as the sun broke through the clouds and bathed the earth with warm sunlight. Early birds chirped, searching for delicious insects. Everything seemed tranquil and harmonious. Yet, just then, the usual calm was shattered.

A roar echoed through the air, like a dragon’s cry, piercing the sky. The sound shook the ground and rocks, causing them to fall. A streak of green light shot up from the mountain, breaking through the interior, emerging from the peak.

Six months of seclusion had finally healed his injuries. Now that he was well, Lin Xuan no longer needed to be cautious. This roar made him feel refreshed.

PS: This chapter is a transition; where do you think Lin Xuan has gone?

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