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第两千九百七十三章 心如止水

The face of Senior Immortal Qingyan turned pale and uncertain. (.)

A true expert could tell at a glance, even though the flying sword wasn't his own innate treasure, its power was formidable enough to be destroyed by just one finger from the opponent.

Ice Spirit truly lived up to her reputation as a True Demon Ancestor; although this was merely an incarnation before her, her strength was considerable. She was clearly more powerful than he had initially anticipated.

What should he do?

Cease and desist?

While面子 (face) didn't matter much, the humiliation of being toyed with made him unable to swallow his anger.

But he hesitated over whether to act, lacking confidence in a successful outcome. Senior Immortal Qingyan found himself caught between two choices.

However, as an expert who had weathered countless storms, he maintained a cold smile despite his inner turmoil: "Senior Immortal Ice Spirit, you shouldn't be so domineering. Our agreement back then—everyone knows what was said. Are the Fairy Lady really going to break her word?"

"Breaking one's word? If you find the bracelet, I will honor my promise. But until then, how can you force me to reveal my method of leaving this plane?"

"Very well."

Senior Immortal Qingyan's anger turned into a bitter laugh. The opponent showed no respect and clearly didn't consider him worthy.

Given that, there was nothing left to say. He would fight even if he couldn't win; failing to teach her a lesson would leave him fuming.

"Since it must be this way, Senior Immortal Ice Spirit, I will let you... die!"

Senior Immortal Qingyan finally made his choice. A fierce expression flashed across his face as his body was enveloped in spiritual light. Several treasures appeared instantly like a storm, rushing towards the opponent with great force.

Though it seemed rash and impulsive, Senior Immortal Qingyan had his reasons. While Ice Spirit's incarnation was indeed strong, he wasn't sure if she could be defeated. Capturing her to extract her soul might offer a way out of this plane.

With such an objective in mind, he didn't hesitate to use multiple treasures at once, their ferocity even shocking Ice Spirit.

Without further thought, his jade hand swept forward, emitting several sharp rays from his fingertips.

Instantly, various colored lights zipped through the air. Explosions soon followed, shaking the entire space violently.

...

Setting aside the enmity between two old monsters, this had little to do with Lin Xuan.

Since he chose to stay in Spirit Wave Valley, Lin Xuan would not waste any time or hesitate; he focused entirely on arduous cultivation.

The valley's spiritual energy was incredibly dense. The influence of the Dark King of the Netherworld could not reach here, making it a peaceful place without disputes or disturbances. Although somewhat lonely, it was an ideal location for cultivation.

Flowers bloomed and fell, only to bloom again. Time passed swiftly in the world of cultivation; decades went by like a blink.

More than fifty years had passed since Lin Xuan entered Spirit Wave Valley.

After so many years of meditation and hard work, he finally achieved satisfying results. His mind and mana were now at the peak of the Focused Mind stage.

If the Focused Mind realm was compared to a bowl, his overflowing mana began spilling out from it.

In other words, breaking through this bottleneck was now the best moment. While he couldn't say it was effortless, the timing was indeed right.

With no further hesitation, Lin Xuan spent three days resting instead of meditating.

Cultivation required both hard work and proper rest.

Over these three days, Lin Xuan relaxed his mind and reflected on his journey. This process had its purpose: he wanted to find any weaknesses in his mindset and mend them. After all, breaking through the Golden Stage bottleneck would bring about heart demons; if unlucky,域外天魔 (demons from beyond the heavens) might descend.

The fewer such vulnerabilities he had, the less likely he was to fall into a trance.

Without further ado, Lin Xuan sat cross-legged on an open space at the top of the mountain. Several bottles and jars stood before him, containing the treasures needed for his breakthrough.

Though unremarkable, these elixirs and medicines could cause ripples in the cultivation world if any were revealed. Lin Xuan had gone to great lengths and risked much to collect them.

Recalling his past struggles, Lin Xuan felt a mix of emotions. The hardships and risks he had endured were all worth it. With these treasures, his chances of successfully entering the Golden Stage stood at more than fifty percent.

No one should misunderstand; fifty percent meant half. If anyone said this out loud, it would be shocking.

It was well known that the Golden Stage was the final realm in cultivation. The difficulty to advance there far surpassed previous stages.

Throughout history and across the three realms, only a few like the Shakra King dared claim they had a fifty percent chance of success. For others, such thoughts were unimaginable.

Indeed, even lesser immortals or demon kings, True Demon Ancestors, or geniuses like Real Immortal Nai Long would tremble with fear when advancing from the Focused Mind to Golden Stage, only daring to celebrate if they had a two-to-three percent chance of success.

Given their caution, other cultivators were even more cautious. Even after great efforts and finding some rare medicinal herbs for assistance, the odds remained less than one in a thousand.

In short, it was purely luck. If they knew Lin Xuan's current situation, they would envy him to tears.

Lin Xuan sat cross-legged on the open ground, calming his breath and clearing his mind until he reached a state of tranquility.

Though simple to say, achieving such inner calm without any distractions was incredibly difficult.

With a wave of his sleeve, an elegant jade box rose from the air. The box was only a few inches long and wide, intricately carved from fine jade, clearly not a common item.

In his hand, it emitted a faint chill.

Ten-thousand-year-old cold jade.

Actually, it should be considered the essence of ten-thousand-year-old cold jade; materials at this level were suitable for crafting excellent magical treasures. However, Lin Xuan chose to use it as a container.

His choice was based on practical considerations: while ten-thousand-year-old cold jade could indeed make fine magical treasures, its primary purpose here was to preserve precious elixirs without any loss or degradation.

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