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第三千三百一十三章 本命神通

They say, "When a person is unlucky, even drinking cold water can get stuck in their teeth."

This might sound absurd, but when applied to the Golden Crow Ancestor, it was no exaggeration.

Today, this old monster had been extremely unlucky, losing to Lin Xuan. It could be said that his defeat was purely due to bad luck.

Cleverness backfired on him. Initially, he wanted to give Lin Xuan a taste of his own medicine as a show of strength.

Using one's strengths against the opponent's weaknesses is an impeccable strategy. This approach was precisely what a smart person would choose.

That’s why the Golden Crow Ancestor first used the Law of Strength, only to fail and then resort to True Fire of the Golden Crow.

While the former was his signature move, the latter was even more formidable, considered his life technique.

A life technique is akin to a life power. As the name suggests, it has unparalleled power but shares similar weaknesses with life artifacts; once broken, the cultivator will suffer severe backlash due to the connection between their mind and the technique.

The Golden Crow Ancestor’s actions were not out of impulse. After refining True Fire of the Golden Crow into his life technique, its power had increased exponentially. He believed that even if he couldn’t completely annihilate Lin Xuan, he could still give him a significant surprise.

However, to his dismay, Lin Xuan was equally adept at spirit flames and other secret arts.

What was intended as a strength against weakness turned into a tragic outcome—like trying to crack an egg with a stone.

Lin Xuan stood calmly, while the old monster had no choice but to swallow his defeat.

The Golden Crow True Fire, which he had painstakingly cultivated, had been devoured and integrated by the Illusory Spirit Heaven Flame.

The old monster’s arrogant expression could no longer be maintained; instead, he showed confusion and fear. His face turned an even paler shade of gray. While ordinary cultivators might not notice, a veteran who had gone through the Tribulation Realm clearly felt that his spiritual pressure was now about half of what it was just moments ago.

This was due to the devouring of the Golden Crow True Fire.

From the moment they began fighting until now, only an instant had passed. They had exchanged blows for two rounds at most.

To lower cultivators, this was merely a probing action, but the old monster knew well that he had lost. He had been defeated without any redeeming factors; his two strongest techniques were broken by Lin Xuan in a straightforward manner.

At this point, there was no suspense left in their battle.

He could do nothing to change the outcome.

Continuing to fight would only be a humiliation for himself.

A true cultivator of renown does not exist without substance. This young man was far more powerful than he had imagined.

His face contorted with displeasure as he reluctantly conceded defeat: "Friend Lin, your power is unparalleled; I have learned from you. I cannot bear to stay here any longer. The green mountains remain unchanged, and the clear waters flow on forever. I will leave now."

Before his words were fully spoken, a brilliant aura enveloped him, and he was about to soar into the distant horizon.

However, just as he was about to take off, a faint voice interrupted: "Friend, you speak with arrogance, treating our Cloud Concealment Sect as if it doesn't exist. Now that you have said 'I've learned from you,' do you really expect to leave so easily?"

Lin Xuan wasn’t the type of cultivator who would hold grudges, but he wouldn’t let others bully him either. A simple "I’ve learned from you" was too much for this old monster’s pride.

"You..."

The Golden Crow Ancestor's body froze as his expression fluctuated between anger and fear.

He was a proud cultivator who had never experienced such humiliation before. However, after hesitating for a moment, he couldn’t afford to lose face.

After all, both of his signature techniques were broken by Lin Xuan, and the mental strain from this connection caused significant damage. Even at full strength, he could not defeat Lin Xuan; under these circumstances, another confrontation would cost him his life.

Despite his pride, it was clear that his life was more important than a little face.

He understood the importance of priorities after living for so long. This simple truth was obvious to him.

Finally, a bitter smile appeared on his face: "Very well, this treasure will serve as an apology."

Before he could finish speaking, a small jade bottle floated out from his sleeve and shot towards Lin Xuan.

However, unexpectedly, Lin Xuan did not take the jade bottle. Instead, he spoke calmly: "I don’t need treasures; this is insufficient to atone for your offense."

"What do you want then?"

The Golden Crow Ancestor gritted his teeth as he spoke. His pride had never been pushed so far before. Despite his anger, he couldn’t afford to lose face.

"Friend, that’s too much of a demand," Lin Xuan said with a faint smile. "All I ask is a small vial of Golden Crow Spirit Blood. If you satisfy my wish, our grievances will be settled."

Lin Xuan's tone remained calm and composed, but the underlying threat was clear.

If it weren’t for this fortunate coincidence, his return to this place would have led to the destruction of the Cloud Concealment Sect. He had no mercy for enemies; if they couldn't even part with a small vial of spirit blood, he wouldn’t hesitate to keep them here forever.

Lin Xuan raised his head and stared directly into the old monster's eyes. The old monster’s face was contorted with anger and fear.

Anger and frustration were evident on his face, but there was also a clear sense of dread and caution.

His face turned even more gloomy as if it would rain soon. At this point, he himself was indecisive.

The once bustling valley fell silent again. The air seemed to have frozen as everyone waited for the old monster's final decision—whether to fight Lin Xuan or submit.

...

After a moment, the old monster’s sleeve fluttered, and a small jade bottle flew out.

Lin Xuan caught it, uncapped it, and revealed golden spirit blood within.

It was indeed Golden Crow Spirit Blood. The spiritual energy inside was pure, and if he refined this, his strength would increase further.

The old monster ultimately chose to submit. Life was more important than face; once he handed over the item, there was no way he could stay here.

Reckon with your enemy, they will reckon with you. He had originally hoped for great benefits from the Cloud Concealment Sect but ended up with a loss of dignity instead.

He sighed and turned into a beam of light before leaving. (To be continued.)

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