shǒu zhōng de gǔ dāo háo wú zǔ lì ， qīng yì jiāng jiàn guāng zhǎn chéng le liǎng jié 。
手中的骨刀毫无阻力，轻易将剑光斩成了两截。
The bone knife in his hand cut through the sword light effortlessly, slicing it into two pieces.
bú duì ， zhè gēn běn jiù bú shì piāo yún luò xuě jiàn de běn tǐ ， zhǐ bù guò shì duì fāng de yòu dí zhī jì 。
不对，这根本就不是飘云落雪剑的本体，只不过是对方的诱敌之计。
No, this wasn't the original form of the Drifting Cloud Falling Snow Sword; it was merely a trap to lure him in.
yāo mó fǎn yìng yě kuài ， yī lèng zhī xià jiù huí guò le shén lái ， kě xī hái shì shāo wǎn le yì diǎn 。
妖魔反应也快，一愣之下就回过了神来，可惜还是稍晚了一点。
The demon reacted quickly. After a moment's hesitation, it regained its composure, but it was still too late.
lín xuān yǐ jīng kuài jié yǐ jí de qī dào le jìn qián 。
林轩已经快捷以极的欺到了近前。
Lin Xuan had already advanced with incredible speed.
zhāng kāi zuǐ ， pēn chū yí gè jī dàn dà xiǎo de bái sè guāng qiú 。
张开嘴，喷出一个鸡蛋大小的白色光球。
He opened his mouth and spat out a white light ball as large as an egg.
jìn zài zhǐ chǐ de jù lí ， jí biàn yǐ yāo mó de jīng rén sù dù ， yě duǒ shǎn bù jí ， nà bái sè guāng qiú jiāng qí mìng zhòng yǐ hòu ， bìng méi yǒu bào kāi ， fǎn ér yǒu yī céng jīng yíng de hán bīng kāi shǐ zài yāo mó de shēn tǐ biǎo miàn màn yán 。
近在咫尺的距离，即便以妖魔的惊人速度，也躲闪不及，那白色光球将其命中以后，并没有爆开，反而有一层晶莹的寒冰开始在妖魔的身体表面蔓延。
At such close range, even with the demon's astonishing speed, there was no time to dodge. The white light ball hit the demon without exploding, instead spreading a layer of crystalline ice over its body.
zhè bìng fēi lín xuān suǒ shī zhǎn de mì shù ， ér shì piāo yún luò xuě jiàn běn shēn suǒ fù dài de shén tōng ， cǐ wù jì rán shì yuán yīng qī xiū shì yí liú xià lái de gǔ bǎo ， wēi lì zì rán fēi tóng xiǎo kě ， chú le gōng jī lì jīng rén yǐ wài ， hái kě yǐ shì fàng chū zhè zhǒng wēn dù chāo dī de hán máng 。
这并非林轩所施展的秘术，而是飘云落雪剑本身所附带的神通，此物既然是元婴期修士遗留下来的古宝，威力自然非同小可，除了攻击力惊人以外，还可以释放出这种温度超低的寒芒。
This wasn't a secret technique Lin Xuan had used; it was a power inherent in the Drifting Cloud Falling Snow Sword itself. As an ancient treasure left behind by an Incorporeal Stage cultivator, its power was formidable. Besides its incredible offensive capabilities, it could also emit such low-temperature icy rays.
yāo mó miàn róng niǔ qū ， xiǎn de jīng nù fēi cháng ， zì rán bù yuàn yì shù shǒu dài bì ， hún shēn fàng shè chū liǎng zhàng duō gāo de xuè guāng 。
妖魔面容扭曲，显得惊怒非常，自然不愿意束手待毙，浑身放射出两丈多高的血光。
The demon's face contorted with shock and anger, unwilling to die so easily. It emitted a blood-red light over two meters high.
hán bīng dùn shí jūn liè le qǐ lái 。
寒冰顿时龟裂了起来。
The ice immediately cracked.
rán ér lín xuān bìng bù jīng huāng ， cóng yī kāi shǐ ， tā jiù méi yǒu shē wàng ， qū qū piāo yún luò xuě jiàn de fù dài shén tōng ， jiù néng jiāng zhè guǐ yì zhī jí de yāo mó zhì zhù 。
然而林轩并不惊慌，从一开始，他就没有奢望，区区飘云落雪剑的附带神通，就能将这诡异之极的妖魔制住。
But Lin Xuan wasn't alarmed; from the start, he didn’t expect that mere powers of the Drifting Cloud Falling Snow Sword could subdue this extremely peculiar demon.
lín xuān shēn chū shǒu lái ， zài chǔ wù dài shàng yī pāi ， yòu jiāng nà fù xiān qiú fǎ bǎo qǔ le chū lái ， wú shù de sī xiàn chóng xīn xiàng yāo mó chán qù ， zhǐ bù guò zhè yī cì ， què shì de bó zi 。
林轩伸出手来，在储物袋上一拍，又将那缚仙球法宝取了出来，无数的丝线重新向妖魔缠去，只不过这一次，却是的脖子。
Lin Xuan stretched out his hand and tapped his storage pouch, retrieving the Binding Immortal Ball. Countless threads began to wrap around the demon again, but this time, they targeted its neck.
yuè ér zì rán yě bú huì xián zhe 。 xiǎo yā tou yǔ lín xuān xīn shén xiāng tóng 。 bú yòng shuō huà 。 jiù yǐ jīng míng bái le zhǔ rén dì xiǎng fǎ 。 yù shǒu qīng huī 。 shòu hún fān fǎ bǎo “ hū ” dì yī xià kāi shǐ zhǎng dà 。 gèng duō dì guǐ wù cóng lǐ miàn pēn yǒng chū lái 。
月儿自然也不会闲着。小丫头与林轩心神相同。不用说话。就已经明白了主人地想法。玉手轻挥。兽魂幡法宝“呼”地一下开始涨大。更多地鬼雾从里面喷涌出来。
Moon naturally wasn't idle either. The little girl's mind was in sync with Lin Xuan’s. Without a word, she understood her master's intentions. With a gentle wave of her hand, the Beast Soul Banner expanded and more ghostly mists poured out.
rán hòu yuè ér yī qiā jué 。
然后月儿一掐诀。
Then Moon cast a spell.
nà xiē guǐ wù jù hé zài yì qǐ 。 biàn chéng le yī tiáo shuǐ tǒng cū xì 。 zhǎng qī bā zhàng dì hēi sè jù mǎng 。 yě jiāng yāo mó láo láo dì chán le qǐ lái 。
那些鬼雾聚合在一起。变成了一条水桶粗细。长七八丈地黑色巨蟒。也将妖魔牢牢地缠了起来。
The ghostly mists coalesced into a black giant snake as thick as a water bucket, seven to eight meters long, tightly binding the demon.
zhè yàng yī lái 。 rèn píng duì fāng shén tōng zài jīng rén 。 xiǎng yào zhèng tuō 。 yě jué fēi yī jiàn róng yì dì shì qíng 。
这样一来。任凭对方神通再惊人。想要挣脱。也绝非一件容易地事情。
Now, no matter how powerful its abilities were, it would be extremely difficult for the demon to break free.
lín xuān zhè cái shén sè píng jìng dì xī le kǒu qì 。 jiāng piāo yún luò xuě jiàn gāo gāo dì jì qǐ 。 yī dào wǎn kǒu cū xì dì fǎ jué dǎ le shàng qù 。
林轩这才神色平静地吸了口气。将飘云落雪剑高高地祭起。一道碗口粗细地法诀打了上去。
Lin Xuan took a deep breath and calmly raised the Drifting Cloud Falling Snow Sword. He cast a spell with a bowl-sized diameter.
xī shōu le dà liàng líng qì yǐ hòu 。 nà xiān jiàn yíng fēng jiù zhǎng 。 zhuǎn shùn yǐ yǒu shù zhàng 。 hán guāng shǎn shǎn 。 qì shì jīng rén 。
吸收了大量灵气以后。那仙剑迎风就涨。转瞬已有数丈。寒光闪闪。气势惊人。
After absorbing a large amount of essence qi, the divine sword swelled as if caught in a breeze, growing several meters long, emitting cold light and an impressive aura.
lín xuān yǎn zhōng dì shā jī yī shǎn ér xiàn ， shēn chū shǒu lái ， chōng nà jù jiàn yì diǎn 。
林轩眼中地杀机一闪而现，伸出手来，冲那巨剑一点。
A glint of killing intent flashed across Lin Xuan’s eyes. He pointed at the giant sword with his hand.
guāng shì pò kōng zhī shēng jiù lìng rén tóu pí fā má ， yāo mó yě gǎn dào le bù miào 。 gèng jiā de pīn mìng zhēng zhá ， cī lā yī shēng ， zhè jiā huo yě dàng zhēn shén tōng jīng rén ， jìng rán yī lián zhèng tuō sān céng shù fù ， pò bīng ér chū 。 kě xī wǎn le ……
光是破空之声就令人头皮发麻，妖魔也感到了不妙。更加的拼命挣扎，刺啦一声，这家伙也当真神通惊人，竟然一连挣脱三层束缚，破冰而出。可惜晚了……
The sound of breaking air was enough to make one's scalp tingle. The demon sensed something wrong and struggled even harder. With a tearing sound, this demon truly had formidable abilities, managing to break free from three layers of restraints and burst through the ice. Unfortunately, it was too late...
lín xuān zuǐ jiǎo biān liú lù chū yī sī jī fěng zhī sè ， jǔ qǐ de yòu shǒu hěn hěn huī luò 。
林轩嘴角边流露出一丝讥讽之色，举起的右手狠狠挥落。
A sneer appeared on Lin Xuan’s lips as he raised his right hand and swung it down hard.
nà jiàn guāng gèng kuài le sān fēn ， è hěn hěn de pī zài le yāo mó de tóu shàng 。
那剑光更快了三分，恶狠狠的劈在了妖魔的头上。
The sword light sped up by another third, viciously striking the demon's head.
xuè huā bèng jiàn ， zhè yī cì méi yǒu xuán niàn ， zhè yāo mó shén tōng zài qiáng 。 yě bù kě néng biàn tài dào yòng shēn tǐ yìng káng lín xuān dì gǔ bǎo ， lín sǐ zhī qián fā chū qī lì de cǎn jiào ， jǐn guǎn xīn yǒu bù gān ， dàn hái shì méi yǒu táo diào yǔn luò de xià chǎng 。
血花迸溅，这一次没有悬念，这妖魔神通再强。也不可能变态到用身体硬扛林轩地古宝，临死之前发出凄厉的惨叫，尽管心有不甘，但还是没有逃掉陨落的下场。
Blood splattered everywhere. This time there was no doubt; despite its formidable abilities, this demon couldn’t withstand the ancient treasure of Lin Xuan. It emitted a mournful cry as it died, though unwilling to accept its fate.
lín xuān sōng le kǒu qì ， yī mǒ é tóu ， mǎn shǒu de hàn dī ， zhè yī cì dòu fǎ ， duì tā lái shuō 。 yě shì wēi xiǎn yǐ jí 。
林轩松了口气，一抹额头，满手的汗滴，这一次斗法，对他来说。也是危险以极。
Lin Xuan sighed in relief, wiping his forehead and seeing the sweat on his hands. This confrontation had been extremely dangerous for him.
yuè ér chū shǒu suī rán bù duō 。 dàn yě zhe shí bāng le zì jǐ bù shǎo de máng ， rú guǒ zì jǐ yī rén yǔ tā xiāng dòu dì huà 。 lù sǐ shéi shǒu ， kǒng pà hái shì liǎng shuō zhī shì a ！
月儿出手虽然不多。但也着实帮了自己不少的忙，如果自己一人与他相斗地话。鹿死谁手，恐怕还是两说之事啊！
Moon's contribution was significant; if he had fought alone, who would have emerged victorious remained uncertain.
shāo shì xiē xī 。 lín xuān kàn le yī yǎn dì shàng yāo mó de shī tǐ ， lüè yī chén yín ， jiù qǔ chū yí gè kòng xián de chǔ wù dài ， jiāng shōu le qǐ lái 。
稍事歇息。林轩看了一眼地上妖魔的尸体，略一沉吟，就取出一个空闲的储物袋，将收了起来。
After resting briefly, Lin Xuan looked at the demon’s corpse on the ground. After a moment of contemplation, he took out an empty storage pouch and put it away.
zhòng suǒ zhōu zhī ， yāo shòu cóng pí dào gǔ ， jī hū hún shēn shì bǎo ， bú shì liàn zhì dān yào ， jiù shì jì liàn fǎ bǎo de jué jiā cái liào 。
众所周知，妖兽从皮到骨，几乎浑身是宝，不是炼制丹药，就是祭炼法宝的绝佳材料。
It was well known that beasts from head to toe were filled with valuable materials—perfect for refining elixirs or forging treasures.
yāo mó shì fǒu yǒu tóng yàng de gōng yòng ， lín xuān bìng bù qīng chǔ ， dàn zhì shǎo zhè jiā huo shǒu bì shàng dì gǔ dāo ， shì nán dé yǐ jí de bǎo wù ， jiān yìng yǔ fēng lì de chéng dù ， shèn zhì chāo guò le yì bān de dǐng jiē gǔ bǎo 。
妖魔是否有同样的功用，林轩并不清楚，但至少这家伙手臂上地骨刀，是难得以极的宝物，坚硬与锋利的程度，甚至超过了一般的顶阶古宝。
Lin Xuan wasn’t sure if demons shared the same utility, but at least this demon’s bone knife was extremely rare. Its hardness and sharpness surpassed ordinary top-grade ancient treasures.
suǒ yǐ lín xuān dāng rán bú huì jiāng de shī tǐ qì zhī bù gù ， yǒu méi yǒu yòng děng huí qù yǐ hòu fān fān gǔ jí zài shuō 。
所以林轩当然不会将的尸体弃之不顾，有没有用等回去以后翻翻古籍再说。
Thus, Lin Xuan wouldn't discard its corpse; he would examine it later when he had time to check his ancient texts.
rán hòu ， lín xuān mù guāng liú zhuǎn ， yòu liú zài le lǐ yào tiān yǔ wáng hǔ dì shī tǐ shàng 。
然后，林轩目光流转，又留在了李耀天与王虎地尸体上。
Then, Lin Xuan's gaze shifted to the bodies of Li Yaotian and Wang Hu.
shēn shǒu yī zhāo ， liǎng rén yāo jiān de chǔ wù dài jiù gé kōng zì dòng xiàng tā fēi huí lái 。
伸手一招，两人腰间的储物袋就隔空自动像他飞回来。
With a gesture, their storage pouches flew back to him from afar.
zhè yī cì dòu fǎ ， chú le jīng xiǎn yǐ wài ， zì jǐ hái sǔn shī le xiāo yáo shàn fǎ bǎo ， bù guò liǎng wèi níng dān qī xiū shì de shēn jiā ， bǔ cháng yīng gāi shì chuò chuò yǒu yú le 。
这一次斗法，除了惊险以外，自己还损失了逍遥扇法宝，不过两位凝丹期修士的身家，补偿应该是绰绰有余了。
This confrontation was not only dangerous but also resulted in the loss of the Free Spirit Fan. However, compensating for the two Condensation Core cultivators’ wealth should be more than enough.
lín xuān xǐ zī zī de xiǎng zhe ， fàng chū shén shí ， xiǎng kàn yī xià huì yǒu shén me shōu huò ， guǒ rán méi yǒu ràng tā shī wàng ， bié de zàn qiě bù shuō ， liǎng rén de chǔ wù dài lǐ ， dōu yǒu shù liàng bù fēi de zhōng jiē jīng shí ， ér qiě hái shì zhōng jiē de 。
林轩喜滋滋的想着，放出神识，想看一下会有什么收获，果然没有让他失望，别的暂且不说，两人的储物袋里，都有数量不菲的中阶晶石，而且还是中阶的。
Lin Xuan happily thought about it as he released his divine sense to see what he had gained. Indeed, there were no disappointments; besides the crystal stones, several bottles and jars caught his interest.
cái fù yuǎn yuǎn chāo guò le yì bān dì níng dān qī xiū zhēn zhě ， bù guò zǐ xì xiǎng xiǎng ， sì hū yě bìng bù qí guài ， zhè liǎng rén suī shì huǒ líng mén zhǎng lǎo ， kě yī tiān dào wǎn zuò dì ， què shì shā rén yuè huò de gòu dàng ， zhè xiē nián yǐ lái ， yǔn luò zài liǎng rén shǒu zhōng dì xiū shì zhe shí bù shǎo 。
财富远远超过了一般地凝丹期修真者，不过仔细想想，似乎也并不奇怪，这两人虽是火灵门长老，可一天到晚做地，却是杀人越货的勾当，这些年以来，陨落在两人手中地修士着实不少。
Opening one of them revealed green pills inside.
zì jǐ jīn tiān ， yě suàn shì wèi nà xiē qū sǐ de yuān hún tǎo huí le yí gè gōng dào 。
自己今天，也算是为那些屈死的冤魂讨回了一个公道。
Lin Xuan brought a small bottle close to his nose and a look of狂 joy (great joy) flashed across his face.
chú le jīng shí yǐ wài ， ràng lín xuān gǎn xìng qù dì hái yǒu bù shǎo píng píng guàn guàn ， dǎ kāi yī kàn ， shì yī zhǒng lǜ sè de dān wán 。
除了晶石以外，让林轩感兴趣地还有不少瓶瓶罐罐，打开一看，是一种绿色的丹丸。
Green Jade Pills!
lín xuān jiāng yí gè xiǎo píng fàng dào bí zi xià miàn yǐ wén ， liǎn shàng dùn shí shǎn guò kuáng xǐ zhī sè 。
林轩将一个小瓶放到鼻子下面以闻，脸上顿时闪过狂喜之色。
These were also among the elixirs that Condensation Core cultivators could use to increase their magical power. Lin Xuan, with his current knowledge of elixirs, easily recognized them.
bì yíng dān ！
碧莹丹！
And there were many—over three hundred in total.
zhè yě shì níng dān qī xiū shì kě yǐ zēng jiā fǎ lì de líng yào zhī yī ， yǐ lín xuān xiàn zài duì dān yào de zào yì ， zì rán shì hěn qīng yì jiù jiāng rèn le chū lái 。
这也是凝丹期修士可以增加法力的灵药之一，以林轩现在对丹药的造诣，自然是很轻易就将认了出来。
Lin Xuan was initially overjoyed but then his expression turned somber. If these were ordinary Condensation Core initiates, having so many pills would be enough to advance their cultivation to the middle stage. But for him, without a spirit root, it was merely a drop in the ocean.
ér qiě hái shù liàng pǒ duō ， lín xuān cū lüè shù le shù ， jū rán yǒu sān bǎi lái kē 。
而且还数量颇多，林轩粗略数了数，居然有三百来颗。
Lin Xuan sighed but it was better than nothing; overall, he could still increase his magical power.
lín xuān xiān shì kuáng xǐ ， bù guò suí hòu ， biǎo qíng què àn dàn xià lái ， rú guǒ shì pǔ tōng níng dān chū qī xiū shì de huà ， yǒu zhè me duō dān yào ， màn màn fú shí ， yǐ jīng zú gòu qiāng qiāng jìng jiè tí shēng dào níng dān zhōng qī ， rán ér duì yú méi yǒu líng gēn de zì jǐ ， bù guò shì bēi shuǐ chē xīn ér yǐ 。
林轩先是狂喜，不过随后，表情却黯淡下来，如果是普通凝丹初期修士的话，有这么多丹药，慢慢服食，已经足够将将境界提升到凝丹中期，然而对于没有灵根的自己，不过是杯水车薪而已。
Since entering the Condensation Core stage, Lin Xuan felt the difficulty of cultivation more acutely. Relying solely on elixirs was no longer sufficient; the reason was simple: even with the Blue Star Sea, without the waste pills, he would be helpless.
lín xuān tàn le kǒu qì ， bù guò yě liáo shèng yú wú ， zǒng ér yán zhī ， hái shì kě yǐ jiāng fǎ lì zēng jiā yī xiē 。
林轩叹了口气，不过也聊胜于无，总而言之，还是可以将法力增加一些。
A skilled cook can't make a meal without ingredients!
jìn rù níng dān qī yǐ hòu ， lín xuān yuè fā gǎn dào le xiū zhēn de jiān nán ， guāng kào chī yào ， yǐ jīng hěn nán mǎn zú xiū xíng de xū yào ， yuán yīn hěn jiǎn dān ， jiù suàn zì jǐ yǒu lán sè xīng hǎi ， kě méi yǒu fèi dān yě yī yàng zhǐ néng gān dèng yǎn 。
进入凝丹期以后，林轩越发感到了修真的艰难，光靠吃药，已经很难满足修行的需要，原因很简单，就算自己有蓝色星海，可没有废丹也一样只能干瞪眼。
Unless he could find ancient herbs that could wash and refine one's essence, transforming ordinary people into those with some spirit roots.
qiǎo fù nán wéi wú mǐ zhī chuī ！
巧妇难为无米之炊！
Unfortunately, while the formula still existed, the main ingredient, the Primordial Gold Fruit, had long since gone extinct in this world.
chú fēi zhǎo dào shàng gǔ shí qī ， nà zhǒng kě yǐ yì jīng xǐ suǐ ， ràng pǔ tōng rén tuō tāi huàn gǔ ， yōng yǒu xiē xǔ líng gēn de xiān yào 。
除非找到上古时期，那种可以易经洗髓，让普通人脱胎换骨，拥有些许灵根的仙药。
Of course, there was still hope, but it was extremely remote.
kě xī dān fāng yóu zài ， zuò wéi zhǔ yuán liào de yuán jīn guǒ zài zhè yī jiè què zǎo jiù miè jué le 。
可惜丹方犹在，做为主原料的元金果在这一界却早就灭绝了。
Lin Xuan shook his head, pushing away these discouraging thoughts. Back then, he had nothing and faced constant bullying as a Spirit Flexibility cultivator; now, with more resources at his disposal, he wouldn’t give up either.
dāng rán ， yě bù néng shuō wán quán méi yǒu xī wàng ， dàn yě shí fēn miǎo máng 。
当然，也不能说完全没有希望，但也十分渺茫。
Lin Xuan believed in himself; if he worked hard enough, one day, he would definitely form an Incorporeal Stage.
lín xuān yáo yáo tóu ， jiāng zhè zhǒng jǔ sàng de qíng xù gǎn le chū qù ， dāng chū ， zì jǐ yī wú suǒ yǒu ， zhǐ shì yī bǎo shòu qī líng de líng dòng qī dì zǐ de shí hòu dōu bù céng fàng qì ， xiàn zài zì rán jiù gèng bú huì le 。
林轩摇摇头，将这种沮丧的情绪赶了出去，当初，自己一无所有，只是一饱受欺凌的灵动期弟子的时候都不曾放弃，现在自然就更不会了。
With these thoughts, Lin Xuan continued to search through the storage pouches of Li Yaotian and Wang Hu. Inside were a few more treasures, but none that caught his eye with his discerning eyes. Finally, his attention focused on an jade cylinder.
lín xuān xiāng xìn zì jǐ ， zhǐ yào nǔ lì ， yǒu zhāo yī rì ， yí dìng néng gòu jié chéng yuán yīng 。
林轩相信自己，只要努力，有朝一日，一定能够结成元婴。
Initially, Lin Xuan hadn’t paid much attention to this object; he thought it might contain some cultivation techniques. Although the Fire Spirit Sect had existed for a thousand years, by the standards of Youzhou’s cultivation world, it was merely a small sect with no unique techniques.
lín xuān shōu huí sī xù ， jì xù fān zhǎo liǎng rén de chǔ wù dài ， lǐ miàn hái yǒu jǐ jiàn fǎ bǎo ， bù guò yǐ lín xuān de yǎn guāng ， zì rán kàn bù shàng ， jì xù zhǎo ， zuì hòu ， tā de zhù yì lì ， jí zhōng zài yí gè yù tǒng jiǎn shàng 。
林轩收回思绪，继续翻找两人的储物袋，里面还有几件法宝，不过以林轩的眼光，自然看不上，继续找，最后，他的注意力，集中在一个玉筒简上。
However, as soon as his divine sense delved into it, Lin Xuan showed signs of surprise...
The bone knife in his hand cut through the sword light effortlessly, slicing it into two pieces.
No, this wasn't the original form of the Drifting Cloud Falling Snow Sword; it was merely a trap to lure him in.
The demon reacted quickly. After a moment's hesitation, it regained its composure, but it was still too late.
Lin Xuan had already advanced with incredible speed.
He opened his mouth and spat out a white light ball as large as an egg.
At such close range, even with the demon's astonishing speed, there was no time to dodge. The white light ball hit the demon without exploding, instead spreading a layer of crystalline ice over its body.
This wasn't a secret technique Lin Xuan had used; it was a power inherent in the Drifting Cloud Falling Snow Sword itself. As an ancient treasure left behind by an Incorporeal Stage cultivator, its power was formidable. Besides its incredible offensive capabilities, it could also emit such low-temperature icy rays.
The demon's face contorted with shock and anger, unwilling to die so easily. It emitted a blood-red light over two meters high.
The ice immediately cracked.
But Lin Xuan wasn't alarmed; from the start, he didn’t expect that mere powers of the Drifting Cloud Falling Snow Sword could subdue this extremely peculiar demon.
Lin Xuan stretched out his hand and tapped his storage pouch, retrieving the Binding Immortal Ball. Countless threads began to wrap around the demon again, but this time, they targeted its neck.
Moon naturally wasn't idle either. The little girl's mind was in sync with Lin Xuan’s. Without a word, she understood her master's intentions. With a gentle wave of her hand, the Beast Soul Banner expanded and more ghostly mists poured out.
Then Moon cast a spell.
The ghostly mists coalesced into a black giant snake as thick as a water bucket, seven to eight meters long, tightly binding the demon.
Now, no matter how powerful its abilities were, it would be extremely difficult for the demon to break free.
Lin Xuan took a deep breath and calmly raised the Drifting Cloud Falling Snow Sword. He cast a spell with a bowl-sized diameter.
After absorbing a large amount of essence qi, the divine sword swelled as if caught in a breeze, growing several meters long, emitting cold light and an impressive aura.
A glint of killing intent flashed across Lin Xuan’s eyes. He pointed at the giant sword with his hand.
Boom!
The sound of breaking air was enough to make one's scalp tingle. The demon sensed something wrong and struggled even harder. With a tearing sound, this demon truly had formidable abilities, managing to break free from three layers of restraints and burst through the ice. Unfortunately, it was too late...
A sneer appeared on Lin Xuan’s lips as he raised his right hand and swung it down hard.
The sword light sped up by another third, viciously striking the demon's head.
Blood splattered everywhere. This time there was no doubt; despite its formidable abilities, this demon couldn’t withstand the ancient treasure of Lin Xuan. It emitted a mournful cry as it died, though unwilling to accept its fate.
Lin Xuan sighed in relief, wiping his forehead and seeing the sweat on his hands. This confrontation had been extremely dangerous for him.
Moon's contribution was significant; if he had fought alone, who would have emerged victorious remained uncertain.
After resting briefly, Lin Xuan looked at the demon’s corpse on the ground. After a moment of contemplation, he took out an empty storage pouch and put it away.
It was well known that beasts from head to toe were filled with valuable materials—perfect for refining elixirs or forging treasures.
Lin Xuan wasn’t sure if demons shared the same utility, but at least this demon’s bone knife was extremely rare. Its hardness and sharpness surpassed ordinary top-grade ancient treasures.
Thus, Lin Xuan wouldn't discard its corpse; he would examine it later when he had time to check his ancient texts.
Then, Lin Xuan's gaze shifted to the bodies of Li Yaotian and Wang Hu.
With a gesture, their storage pouches flew back to him from afar.
This confrontation was not only dangerous but also resulted in the loss of the Free Spirit Fan. However, compensating for the two Condensation Core cultivators’ wealth should be more than enough.
Lin Xuan happily thought about it as he released his divine sense to see what he had gained. Indeed, there were no disappointments; besides the crystal stones, several bottles and jars caught his interest.
Opening one of them revealed green pills inside.
Lin Xuan brought a small bottle close to his nose and a look of狂 joy (great joy) flashed across his face.
Green Jade Pills!
These were also among the elixirs that Condensation Core cultivators could use to increase their magical power. Lin Xuan, with his current knowledge of elixirs, easily recognized them.
And there were many—over three hundred in total.
Lin Xuan was initially overjoyed but then his expression turned somber. If these were ordinary Condensation Core initiates, having so many pills would be enough to advance their cultivation to the middle stage. But for him, without a spirit root, it was merely a drop in the ocean.
Lin Xuan sighed but it was better than nothing; overall, he could still increase his magical power.
Since entering the Condensation Core stage, Lin Xuan felt the difficulty of cultivation more acutely. Relying solely on elixirs was no longer sufficient; the reason was simple: even with the Blue Star Sea, without the waste pills, he would be helpless.
A skilled cook can't make a meal without ingredients!
Unless he could find ancient herbs that could wash and refine one's essence, transforming ordinary people into those with some spirit roots.
Unfortunately, while the formula still existed, the main ingredient, the Primordial Gold Fruit, had long since gone extinct in this world.
Of course, there was still hope, but it was extremely remote.
Lin Xuan shook his head, pushing away these discouraging thoughts. Back then, he had nothing and faced constant bullying as a Spirit Flexibility cultivator; now, with more resources at his disposal, he wouldn’t give up either.
Lin Xuan believed in himself; if he worked hard enough, one day, he would definitely form an Incorporeal Stage.
With these thoughts, Lin Xuan continued to search through the storage pouches of Li Yaotian and Wang Hu. Inside were a few more treasures, but none that caught his eye with his discerning eyes. Finally, his attention focused on an jade cylinder.
Initially, Lin Xuan hadn’t paid much attention to this object; he thought it might contain some cultivation techniques. Although the Fire Spirit Sect had existed for a thousand years, by the standards of Youzhou’s cultivation world, it was merely a small sect with no unique techniques.
However, as soon as his divine sense delved into it, Lin Xuan showed signs of surprise...