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第二百九十八章 法宝材料

"Originally, these dozen or so seniors had different paths in life. A reconciliation was merely a temporary solution. However, during the battle to seize immortal minerals from various forces, they truly put aside their grievances and formed friendships, eventually even becoming sworn brothers."

"What?" Lin Xuan was startled but soon revealed a relieved expression. Even if it were an ancient era or now, such things weren't impossible.

Though humans, as the lords of all living beings, naturally looked down on the demon race, those eight had entered the transformation phase—monsters that could freely change form and possessed formidable strength and great intelligence. In short, these demons were already comparable to human existence.

Those old monsters from the元婴期 (Yuan Yin Qi) stage, having lived for centuries, were top-tier figures in this world. They wouldn't be bound by mundane views and always acted according to their whims.

Their forming a golden bond with demon transformation-stage creatures wasn't hard to understand. This explained why there were so many statues here, mixed humans and demons, looking so peculiar.

If it was an immortal mineral, the treasure inside would surely far exceed that of ordinary ancient cultivators' lairs, making the dangers understandable. Lin Xuan nodded: "Since this is the case, I will cooperate with my daoist friend."

Mao Mang was overjoyed and said happily, "My daoist friend won't regret today's choice. Then let us work together, splitting the treasures equally?"

"Very well."

The human and demon shook hands as a pledge, both laughing heartily, their demeanor extremely amiable. It seemed that in this moment, they had become sworn brothers. But Lin Xuan knew only too well how much sincerity there was.

"His胆色 (daredevilry) is commendable," Mao Mang said with a sneer, "but he arrived late and had to use secret methods to enlarge the already shrunk vortex entrance. However, this ancient teleportation array has been destroyed; it's impossible for him to arrive here."

"Oh? Where might he go then?"

"…I don't know," Mao Mang scratched his head. "Maybe sent to a place ten thousand miles away or somewhere perilous. In any case, it’s nine out of ten chances that he won’t survive, and there’s no way he can compete for the treasure."

Mao Mang began laughing triumphantly.

Lin Xuan nodded without saying much. If this was true, it would be perfect. Although Lin Xuan wasn't afraid of Tian Xiaojian, if they fought, he had full confidence in victory. But with his background as a demon overlord, Lin Xuan didn’t want to risk a confrontation unless necessary.

However, the snake demon's prediction was correct.

Meanwhile, several miles away from Qing Ye Mountain, Tian Xiaojian stood in an icy landscape, having been teleported to the northernmost part of You Zhou due to the destruction of the teleportation array.

This place was far too distant; even if he rushed back, it would be too late. He had just discovered the existence of Netherworld Cold Iron but had failed.

"Damnit!" Tian Xiaojian roared into the sky, his sharp cry echoing like a tidal wave...

A loud rumbling came from nearby as a mountain collapsed under his power. The strength of a凝聚丹期 (Jing Dan Qi) cultivator was evident!

However, Tian Xiaojian's pupils suddenly widened. Misfortune never comes singly; today must be his unlucky day!

Seeing three ugly birds flying towards him, Tian Xiaojian’s expression turned icy.

These birds were covered in no feathers, with bat-like wings stretching several meters long. The most striking feature was their sharp beaks, a meter long, with saw-toothed edges and backward-facing spines. Their appearance alone was terrifying.

They were Corpse Bats!

Not only were they Tier 3 demon beasts but also known for their cruelty and ferocity. Most凝聚丹期 (Jing Dan Qi) cultivators would retreat at the sight of them. Tian Xiaojian had encountered so many in this northern region.

It was too late to run now!

Corpse Bats never gave up on their prey until they were dead.

Tian Xiaojian’s eyes flashed with a fierce light as he shook his shoulder, releasing ghostly mists that enveloped him. He then tapped his storage bag and summoned a bone shield and a blue flying sword.

Though he didn't have a soul-bound treasure yet, the Demon Overlord had given him several ancient treasures.

The Corpse Bats showed no fear, opening their mouths to release green阴火 (Yin Huo) flames. Tian Xiaojian snorted coldly as ghostly mists split into large face-sized clouds that twisted and formed monstrous creatures with wings like lions or tigers in the sky.

Colored spiritual lights pierced the air; the ground began to shake...

While Tian Xiaojian fought the ferocious birds, Lin Xuan and Mao Mang started their treasure hunt.

After passing through a rock cave, they entered a narrow passage. Strange symbols were carved on both walls.

Lin Xuan frowned as he examined them—possibly ancient texts or something used for setting up restrictions.

He released his divine sense.

There was nothing blocking the path; it stretched about a kilometer and was only two meters high, barely allowing two people to pass side by side.

"Is this really the only way?" Lin Xuan smiled wryly as he turned back. "This passage doesn't seem to have any hidden surprises."

"It's indeed just one path," said Mao Mang with a grim face, taking out an jade tube. "My daoist friend can see for yourself."

Lin Xuan channeled his power into his right hand, wrapped in green light, and accepted the jade tube.

Clearly, Lin Xuan didn't fully trust him. Mao Mang showed no dissatisfaction; though they had shaken hands as a pledge, only he knew how much sincerity there was. If Lin Xuan truly considered him a confidant, it would be strange indeed.

He injected his divine sense into the tube, and a map appeared in his mind with red lines marking paths. Lin Xuan quickly found their location; there were no other routes.

As for Mao Mang's possible deception, Lin Xuan wasn't overly concerned. He had seen similar maps from the two old fellows Liuyehu, and though it was complex, he could recognize any alterations or fakes.

Besides, this treasure hunt was fraught with danger. With Mao Mang’s cultivation level, he seemed to have no shortage of strength. If he were to turn hostile, it would likely be after finding the treasure.

Still, Lin Xuan kept a secret move. As Mao Mang surveyed the passage, Lin Xuan quietly took out an empty jade tube and copied the map inside.

They hesitated at the entrance for a moment before entering side by side, each unwilling to take the lead, thus choosing this point in unison.

To be safe, Lin Xuan activated his Nine Heavens Spirit Shield. Mao Mang growled as black scales covered him.

Unknown dangers were the greatest threat. Knowing that the immortal mineral's owner was a group of元婴期 (Yuan Yin Qi) cultivators and demon transformation-stage creatures, Lin Xuan couldn't afford to be careless.

They walked cautiously, their speed slow but unwilling to linger in this unknown danger zone. Their divine senses fully extended while spiritual energy circulated through their meridians, ready to cast spells at the first sign of danger.

"Ah?" Lin Xuan stopped suddenly, bending down to pick up an object from the ground.

This item was about the size of a fist and looked like common gold in secular society, but it was covered with gray dust. It must have been here for some time.

"Thousand-year copper essence!" Lin Xuan immediately recognized what he held.

In the cultivation world, this material was famous. For crafting ordinary power artifacts, thousand-year copper essence was widely used.

Many middle-tier forces'凝聚丹期 (Jing Dan Qi) cultivators spent decades searching in harsh environments to find such a large piece. Occasionally, small amounts appeared at auctions, but they were worth nearly ten thousand crystal stones.

Enough for a newly condensed cultivator to go broke.

However, it was casually discarded here. Lin Xuan wasn't surprised; after all, this was an immortal mineral. Compared to other extraordinary materials inside, copper essence was insignificant.

Lin Xuan silently stored the item in his storage bag.

Mao Mang's eyes flashed with envy as he pursed his lips but said nothing. Though tempted, he wouldn’t risk a conflict over such minor copper essence.

They continued forward for several steps when another piece of copper essence appeared. Lin Xuan bent down to pick it up, showing no joy but a slight frown, his expression thoughtful.

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