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第两千九百九十九章 渡劫期的震撼

"How come, Fairy, you're unwilling?"

Lin Xuan's light laughter entered her ears.

"Not at all. Brother Lin, since you've shown such kindness, Red Silk will follow your command. I thank Brother Lin for your help; otherwise, I might have perished here."

Seeing the sincerity on Lin Xuan's face, Red Silk had no choice but to comply. Her personality was naturally free-spirited, so she couldn't afford to act too pretentious.

"It's just a small favor. Why should you be so grateful? If we were in each other's shoes, I'm sure you would have helped me as well."

"Fairy, you jest. How could I possibly possess such abilities?"

Red Silk sighed. She wouldn't have been able to resist expressing her envy of Lin Xuan's extraordinary powers if she hadn't truly felt the fear.

The two were engaging in polite conversation while the four others nearby paled with fear.

This Red Silk was a wandering cultivator, so how did she know such an outstanding cultivator? The tone suggested they had met before.

Had they known this, even without any courage, they wouldn't have dared to provoke Fairy Red Silk. But there were no regrets in the cultivation world.

Despite their terror, they didn't give up. Their eyes darted around desperately. Ants might still try to survive, so how could they willingly surrender and die?

But with their current strength, it was hard to come up with a clever escape plan in such a hurry.

They were left only to worry in vain.

"How did you and these fellows become enemies?"

Though Lin Xuan was more curious about Red Silk's past experiences that led her to this lost world, he knew the story would be long. The time wasn't right for idle chatter. They needed to settle their current grudges first.

"Nothing much. I don’t know any of them personally; they just envied my possession and harbored ill intentions."

Red Silk's face turned grim as she gritted her teeth. Even in the cultivation world, where survival was the rule, no one could be happy when such a fate befell them. If not for Lin Xuan’s timely arrival, she might have already perished here.

Recalling past events filled her with anger.

"Then how should we deal with these fellows?"

Lin Xuan's expression remained calm as he spoke.

He wasn't a bloodthirsty cultivator and had no grudge against the others. So whether to kill or spare them was up to Red Silk. With his strength, he didn’t fear any potential repercussions.

"Senior, please show mercy. Although my abilities are insignificant, my master, True Entry Lei Kong, is an advanced-stage cultivator. His name, I believe, you have heard."

The cultivator in the wide gray robe spoke up.

"True Entry Lei Kong?"

Lin Xuan was taken aback. It seemed fate had brought him here without effort. A strange expression appeared on his face.

This expression led the other to believe that the master's reputation indeed intimidated Lin Xuan, causing joy within them.

"Senior, do you know my master? This is great! Could it be that our temple’s ancestor is also known to you..."

"That's right. Our ancestor was Reverend Qing Yan. Although your cultivation level impresses us, I doubt you would harm a disciple of the sect. After all, our ancestor is very protective."

The short and plump cultivator spoke up, echoing his brother. While their words seemed gentle, they carried an underlying threat.

They believed that Lin Xuan’s current strength was only relative to theirs. He might be at the advanced stage, but not much different from Master Lei Kong. Even if he had a strange temper, he wouldn’t dare defy the ancestor without a good reason.

Their plan made sense in their minds, but applied to Lin Xuan, it was foolish and almost absurd.

Who was Lin Xuan?

A being far beyond his peers!

Even before reaching this stage, facing Reverend Qing Yan would be uncertain. With the unexpected fortune from Drifting Cloud Valley, he had successfully ascended and cultivated a true spirit body. Even with divine abilities, Qing Yan wouldn’t stand a chance against him.

These words weren't exaggerated. Therefore, Lin Xuan only found their gentle threats amusing.

In the cultivation world, strength spoke louder than any cunning plans.

"You are indeed fellow Daoist Qing Yan’s disciples. This is fortunate; I was looking for his whereabouts on Lei Kong Island..."

This statement left both Red Silk and the four others speechless.

Red Silk had sensed Lin Xuan's extraordinary abilities but assumed he was at the advanced stage, like her opponents did. It wasn't surprising to easily subdue a few enemies.

But now, hearing Lin Xuan’s words, he wasn’t at the advanced stage; he was... at the realm of tribulation!

Red Silk was shocked and almost thought Lin Xuan was lying. Not because she believed him but because she herself was a cultivator who knew how arduous the path to immortality could be.

In her thousands of years of cultivation, with many opportunities, she had only managed to reach the Profound Origin stage, still in its early phase after multiple failed attempts at mid-stage breakthroughs.

Lin Xuan’s rapid ascension from entering this world to tribulation was too absurd. It seemed impossible for anyone to achieve such progress within just a few thousand years.

Red Silk had heard some tales of the Arhats but doubted that even the most favored daughters among them could have achieved such speed.

Achieving tribulation in mere thousands of years would be unprecedented, too incredible.

"Perhaps Brother Lin is merely bluffing!"

Red Silk thought this to provide a reasonable explanation for Lin Xuan’s actions.

On the other side, the four others were equally stunned.

"Senior, are you a cultivator at the realm of tribulation?"

The cultivator in the wide gray robe swallowed hard. He didn’t doubt it; he had no prior knowledge of Lin Xuan and wouldn't be shocked by his rapid cultivation speed.

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