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第三千一百七十五章 名动天下

Fortune and misfortune are intertwined, as the ancients said. The old man's expression revealed a lingering sense of unease.

Indeed, Lin Xuan had made light work of eliminating the great demon ghost, but if it were him, he would likely have perished nine times out of ten.

"Today has been quite fortunate," the old man couldn't help but think as his attitude towards Lin Xuan became even more respectful.

Lin Xuan released his spirit consciousness to explore the spatial nodes, but there was little significant discovery. However, this was undoubtedly the place he sought; the spatial force here was very weak, and with his abilities, he could definitely reach the Netherworld using it.

"Will Mo'er be over there?"

With that thought, Lin Xuan's heart grew increasingly agitated, wanting to tear through the void right now.

But he didn't do so.

Lin Xuan was a mature and steady cultivator; with his personality, he always planned meticulously before acting. Although his desire to find his beloved wife was urgent, there were still many matters to handle here.

One must eat bit by bit and do things step by step. Some things cannot be rushed.

If he went to look for Mo'er now without properly arranging everything, he would surely regret it if something went wrong.

With these thoughts in mind, Lin Xuan took a deep breath and suppressed his eagerness.

"There's no rush; I've waited a thousand years for this light, so a little more time won't hurt."

He reminded himself and regained his composure. Turning to the old man, he said, "Let's go!"

"Yes!"

The old man was filled with confusion but didn't dare speak much in such circumstances. He led the way again and left.

After a meal, they returned to the ground.

The main hall of the Fugui Sect was open, with thousands of cultivators welcoming them.

With a high-ranking elder of the Transcendence period arriving here, it wasn't something trivial; whether it brought fortune or misfortune was hard to say.

The Fugui Sect's cultivators were all uneasy as they watched their senior grandmaster respectfully welcome an extremely young man into the hall.

"Could I be mistaken? That person is no more than twenty years old and has already reached the Transcendence period?"

"Yes, he’s too young. He doesn’t have any outstanding features; there's not a hint of spiritual pressure emanating from him. Could he really be an elder of the Transcendence period? Perhaps it’s just someone trying to make a name for himself."

Various murmurs filled his ears as Lin Xuan's spirit consciousness picked them up clearly.

The senior grandmaster of the Fugui Sect was somewhat uneasy; these disciples were reckless, daring to speak so freely about such a powerful Transcendence period elder.

But Lin Xuan didn't take it seriously. Why bother with some minor cultivators? Even if there were disrespectful words, he just smiled and let them pass.

Soon, they arrived at the grand reception hall of the Fugui Sect.

Luxurious and majestic like a celestial palace.

Although this sect was part of the ghost dao lineage, their living quarters were no different from those of ordinary cultivators.

Servants brought fine wine and fruits as Lin Xuan took his seat. The senior grandmaster of the Fugui Sect stood respectfully beside him.

Though he was the host here, he dared not sit on equal terms with a Transcendence period elder; in the cultivation world, power and status were directly proportional.

"Is there anything you wish to instruct me?"

"There's no need for instructions," Lin Xuan took a sip of the spirit tea, which tasted quite good. He said leisurely, "Do you know my identity?"

The old man shook his head, looking puzzled. Although he was at the Spirit Cultivation stage, Transcendence period elders were like dragons seen only from their heads; few hidden experts matched that level.

There were many such powerful figures in seclusion, and he couldn't match them. Thus, he didn’t know Lin Xuan's background either.

Though there were several guesses, none seemed to fit the legend. Lin Xuan looked too young.

"Even if you don't recognize me, have you seen this?"

Before his words finished, Lin Xuan casually waved his sleeve. A red light shot out with his movement, and the old man instinctively reached for it; in his hand was a redwarrant (order token), its design ancient and intricate. His face changed dramatically upon seeing it.

"This… This is the Fuyin Sect's senior grandmaster’s token of recognition. Senior, you're going…"

The old man stuttered as he spoke.

It wasn’t surprising; Transcendence period elders were like gods to ordinary cultivators. But among Transcendence period figures themselves, there was a hierarchy. He never imagined that this unremarkable youth had such an extraordinary background.

His experiences were legendary.

Fuyin Sect's senior grandmaster!

Lin Xuan!

The name was scarcely known in the thousand years past, but now it reverberated like thunder.

Indeed, it reverberated; even among Transcendence period elders, Lin Xuan’s reputation only fell short of Elder Dragon Real Person.

A millennium ago, Fuyin Sect might have been on par with the Fugui Sect in terms of strength and scale, but now, Fuyin Sect had become a towering presence.

It was hard to believe, but there was no exaggeration or distortion.

Fuyin Sect had risen to prominence; it was unrecognizable from its past self. Even Sword Lake Palace had submitted to them, and the senior grandmaster of the Ten Thousand Demons Valley was also executed under their might.

The change came not because Fuyin Sect was extraordinary but due to one person's efforts.

Their senior grandmaster, Lin Xuan, Lin Elder!

Indeed, a single person transformed Fuyin Sect into a dominant force in the world.

Legends said his strength far surpassed that of his peers and he was among the most brilliant Transcendence period elders.

Was this unremarkable youth really Lin Xuan?

The old man's expression turned extremely respectful, even with hints of admiration.

"Then it is Elder Lin who has arrived here; our sect truly shines. Please let us know if there’s anything we can do to serve you."

"Very well, friend, let's be straightforward. Your main hall has a node leading to the Netherworld, which would be very useful for me…"

"Oh, I see," the old man had his suspicions but didn't show much surprise: "Since you've taken an interest in this place, we will leave."

Though he was reluctant, how could he refuse such a Transcendence period elder?

But Lin Xuan laughed. "Leave? Who said anything about leaving?"

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