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第三千四百一十六章 幸运与倒霉

Such a result could not fail to make Lin Xuan's face light up with joy. As the ancients said, surviving great misfortune brings good fortune afterward—this was indeed true for him.

Since the alchemy had ended and the purification succeeded, one would think that this matter should come to an end.

However, after a moment’s thought, Lin Xuan did not plan to leave immediately.

The environment here was quite good. Taking the Upper Yuan Snowfall Pill in his current state, refining its power, and healing his injuries—this seemed like a wise choice.

Acting on it, he swept his sleeve, sending a streak of fire flying out from within his robe.

A sound transmission talisman!

While he could not mind his own recovery, Moon had been worrying outside. Lin Xuan could not bear to see her in such distress, so he wanted to send a message first.

He affixed the sound transmission talisman to his forehead and recorded his words with his spirit consciousness before waving his sleeve again. The talisman transformed into a fire dragon and vanished.

...

Moon was overjoyed upon receiving the sound transmission talisman. Setting aside her own situation for now, let’s focus on Lin Xuan.

Although he had decided to take the immortal pill here to replenish his innate primordial energy, he hesitated before doing so.

After all, refining the pills and purifying them were already quite strenuous tasks that required a rest first.

Thus, Lin Xuan went to an adjacent room, sat in meditation, slept soundly, and changed into fresh clothes. Only then did he return to the alchemy chamber.

He took out an jade box, flicked his finger slightly, opened the lid, and the Upper Yuan Snowfall Pill came into view.

The pill was snow white, roughly the size of a dragon’s eye. However, inexplicably, it emitted golden light and countless tiny talisman inscriptions, making it clear that this was no ordinary object.

Its fragrance was also strong; just inhaling it made one feel refreshed all over. Truly, it was an immortal treasure.

Lin Xuan played with the pill for a moment before swallowing it whole.

Then he formed hand seals and used inner vision to refine its power.

...

While Lin Xuan consumed the immortal pill, Tian Xiaojian’s luck had hit rock bottom.

Poor fellow, just as he prepared to leave the underworld, he was suddenly surrounded by the Golden Yue Corpse King’s vast army. Leading them was an old monster at the realm of tribulation.

Tian Xiaojian did not fear a one-on-one fight, but his opponents were in such numbers that his many abilities could not match Lin Xuan’s astonishing number of demonic insects.

He had to face this alone and bravely.

For most cultivators in such a predicament, the outcome would likely be a shattered spirit. But Tian Xiaojian was extraordinary; despite being severely injured, he managed to carve out a bloody path for himself.

Escaping with his life, he breathed a sigh of relief.

However, his injuries had worsened from all this turmoil, and it was now urgent to find medicinal pills to heal them before considering breaking through the void to the spirit realm.

By sheer coincidence, as Tian Xiaojian passed through a forest, he discovered a rare herb.

This wasn’t just any ordinary spirit plant; it was a spirit grass that had grown for a million years.

Even in the mortal world, a thousand-year-old spirit plant was hard to come by, and ten-thousand-year-old ones were considered rarities. In the underworld’s resources, though far more abundant than those of the mortal realm, a million-year-old spirit plant was still extremely rare.

Tian Xiaojian was overjoyed and did not hesitate to pluck it. However, he had no idea that this would bring him trouble.

In reality, this place was the medicinal garden of the Heaven Defying Bright King.

Why wasn’t there anyone guarding it?

There was indeed someone watching, but they were a veteran at the realm of tribulation who had become complacent over the years without any incidents.

It’s no wonder that Tian Xiaojian was so unlucky.

Originally, the Heaven Defying Bright King’s medicinal garden should have been strictly guarded. But due to its unique growth environment, it couldn’t be moved elsewhere, and even its array formations affected it. Therefore, the Heaven Defying Bright King had only sent his subordinates in rotation to guard this plant.

They were waiting for it to mature before harvesting it to refine into immortal pills.

Due to its secluded location, no cultivators had ever ventured here over the years, so the guard was rather careless.

Who would have thought that Tian Xiaojian, being chased like a headless fly by the Corpse King’s army, would end up here by chance?

And because of his carelessness, the Heaven Defying Bright King's guard happened to be absent.

This spirit grass, even if not refined into pills, was still immensely beneficial for healing injuries.

Thus, the Heaven Defying Bright King’s long-awaited treasure had been squandered by Tian Xiaojian in its raw state.

Indeed, a million-year-old spirit plant was no small matter; although his injuries did not recover instantly, Tian Xiaojian felt like a new man.

However, when the Heaven Defying Bright King learned of this, he nearly spat out an old lungful. All that waiting for a million years had been in vain. Can you imagine how angry and disappointed he was?

If it weren’t for his enmity with the Golden Yue Corpse King, he might have personally pursued the thief.

In the end, though he didn’t do so, he sent an avatar out instead.

This wasn’t just a fragment of his soul descending; it was a real avatar.

His strength was beyond question. The result for Tian Xiaojian was even worse than before—being chased to the heavens and earth, nearly losing his life several times at the hands of the Heaven Defying Bright King.

...

Poor Tian Xiaojian, like a dog that had lost its master, while Lin Xuan was comfortably munching on immortal pills.

The effects of the Upper Yuan Snowfall Pill were indeed remarkable. Originally, after igniting the root fire, his innate primordial energy had nearly been depleted to the point of exhaustion.

While it wouldn’t drop him to a lower realm, recovering from such depletion would require thousands or even tens of thousands of years of cultivation if he were to close himself off and meditate.

But after just three Upper Yuan Snowfall Pills, his original injuries had completely healed.

Such results far exceeded Lin Xuan’s expectations, so his face was naturally filled with joy.

With his injuries healed, Lin Xuan did not plan to stay here any longer. He rose from his seat, about to leave when he suddenly frowned and sat back down again.

Closing his eyes, he used inner vision; the spirit energy in his dantian had grown significantly stronger. The main primordial infant was sitting cross-legged.

However, the second primordial infant’s face showed signs of pain, but also excitement.

The demon pill situation was similar; it rotated rapidly, with countless true spirits appearing as virtual images on its surface, vividly lifelike to an extreme degree.

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