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第三千二百七十六章 迎刃而解

If it were any other cultivator, they would be eternally grateful for the heavens' favor.

However, Qīn Xīn's mood was very conflicted.

On one hand, as a cultivator, she knew all too well the benefits of the Spirit Realm. The path to cultivation could certainly take her further, and thus she felt extremely joyful. On the other hand, her dual-cultivation partner did not have such an opportunity; being separated from her beloved was naturally painful. Although the resources in the Spirit Realm were abundant, from now on, she would be alone.

Although theoretically, it was possible for them to meet again someday, that was too difficult. Talents emerged endlessly in the human world, and only a few could ascend to the Spirit Realm. Moreover, even if Lin Xuan had truly ascended here, meeting him would be incredibly challenging. Perhaps they would never see each other again.

Every time she thought of this, Qīn Xīn felt extremely despondent. But since things had come to this point, regret was useless. The only thing she could do was focus on cultivation. Her husband was no ordinary cultivator; perhaps he truly had the chance to ascend to the Spirit Realm. In other words, although the chances of reuniting were slim, as long as she lived well, there was still hope.

However, a thousand years passed, and her husband's whereabouts remained unknown. Later, by sheer luck, she ended up in the hands of Fairy Míngyuán. Although she had no worries about food or clothing, and the resources for cultivation were abundant, fortune turned into misfortune; from then on, her fate was tied to someone else.

The Heavenly Sound Palace was a massive place, and Fairy Míngyuán herself was a powerful cultivator who had passed through the Tribulation. Although Qīn Xīn's strength had progressed rapidly over the years, she could not hope to escape her grasp.

Qīn Xīn was no weak woman, but human resources were limited. At this point, she almost resigned herself to her fate.

However, things in the cultivation world are unpredictable. When Fairy Míngyuán went out on a mission, Senior Sister Qín risked her life to help. The situation seemed to turn for the better, and it looked like they could escape.

But just as the cicada's trap was set, the mantis fell into another one. Several of Fairy Míngyuán's disciples, who had always been at odds with her, saw Qín's intentions and played a game of瓮中捉鳖 (catching a turtle in a jar). The situation took a sharp turn for the worse; being surrounded by several people, escaping from the Heavenly Sound Palace was now impossible.

Well, perhaps this was fate. Qīn Xīn's eyes were filled with despair. She no longer held any hope of escaping.

But how could she drag Senior Sister Qín into this?

Qīn Xīn was a cultivator who knew right from wrong and had made up her mind to fight her way out, even if it meant dying, so that Senior Sister Qín might have the chance to escape.

However, it was easier said than done. With a resolve to die, Qīn Xīn prepared for battle!

But at this moment, an unbelievable scene unfolded. Just as fate seemed to be against her, her husband actually appeared here.

Qīn Xīn almost could not believe what she saw with her own eyes. How could there be such a coincidence in the world?

The heavens were indeed kind; meeting Lin Xuan again now was enough for her to die contentedly.

For a moment, Qīn Xīn felt as if she were in a dream. But soon, her tender emotions turned into concern.

With the situation so perilous, would coming here not drag her husband into this?

Her death was nothing to be afraid of, but how could she let him share her fate of soul and body scattering apart?

"Dear, you...you must leave quickly."

As they say, worry can cloud one's judgment. Qīn Xīn's face was filled with anxiety.

"It is too late to leave," a cold voice entered her ears. The middle-aged woman's face was full of mockery as she looked at Lin Xuan and spoke each word clearly: "You have the audacity to sneak into my Heavenly Sound Palace, plotting mischief. You must be prepared to die for it. You and Qīn Xīn are a pair of doomed lovers."

"Is that so?"

Lin Xuan did not get angry but laughed in surprise. A mere Spirit Diversion cultivator dared to threaten him; this was sheer foolishness.

Of course, saying that Senior Sister was reckless had its reasons. Lin Xuan turned his head and no longer practiced concealing his aura, gradually releasing the immense spiritual pressure.

Boom!

The surrounding Spirit Diversion cultivators stepped back several steps, their knees trembling, almost collapsing to the ground. The arrogant expressions on their faces vanished, replaced by fear and trepidation. The middle-aged woman trembled as she pointed at Lin Xuan: "You...are an old monster who has passed through the Tribulation?"

"Indeed," Lin Xuan's voice was calm. But the woman had already been terrified to death; how could she dare to respond?

"What, husband? You are a Tribulation cultivator now?" Qīn Xīn's surprised voice entered her ears, and her face was equally filled with disbelief.

Remembering when they parted ways in the human world, he was only at the late Core Formation stage. Ascending to the Spirit Realm was already remarkable; how could it be possible for him to have progressed from there to the Tribulation level in just a few thousand years?

After all, she possessed the Nine-Spirit Body and had been fully supported by Fairy Míngyuán, with abundant medicinal pills without any letup. She had only reached Spirit Diversion.

The difference between Tribulation and Spirit Diversion was merely one stage, but the difficulty was incomparable.

Qīn Xīn knew this well, so she found Lin Xuan's rapid advancement unbelievable.

Was he bluffing?

But that spiritual pressure could not be deceived; it was undoubtedly a Tribulation cultivator. His power surpassed Fairy Míngyuán by far.

"Indeed," Lin Xuan's smiling voice entered her ears.

The blue-robed young woman beside her was both shocked and delighted.

She was Qīn Xīn's close friend, having heard of Lin Xuan's existence but never imagining that a cultivator from another world could reach the Tribulation level. If it weren't for seeing this with her own eyes, she would not believe such a miracle existed in the world.

Lin Xuan's appearance naturally resolved the crisis; before his immense strength, all previous problems were insignificant.

"Dear, we should leave as soon as possible," Qīn Xīn's reminder voice entered his ears.

"Agreed."

Of course, Lin Xuan had no objections. He then glanced at the trembling cultivators beside him and said thoughtfully: "What do you think of these people, Qīn Xīn? How should we handle them?"

"Since they are fellow disciples, please spare them," the blue-robed young woman spoke up.

"Hmm, good."

Lin Xuan showed no hesitation. This girl named Qín Yú had risked her life to save his wife; Lin Xuan was deeply grateful for her help. Since she asked for mercy, it was only right that he granted this favor both out of reason and emotion.

The several Spirit Diversion cultivators sighed in relief. But just then, Lin Xuan's expression turned extremely gloomy: "Which fellow cultivator is hiding in the shadows, afraid to come face-to-face with me?"

(To be continued)

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