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Lin Xuan, though only listening to the two recount their tale, had already pieced together the entire sequence of events in his mind. Of course, there was no need for him to share these details with them.

"Miss Xu, you don't have to be sad. Just escaping is enough. Was it your elder brother who managed to save you?"

"Hmm," Duxing nodded. "In is my younger sister, so I couldn't just let her die. But this time, it was thanks to Lady Ouyang's help that we were able to escape the tiger's den."

"Ouyang Lady, are you referring to Lady Ouyang Qinxin?" Lin Xuan asked with a slight surprise.

"How could that be? Brother Lin also knows Senior Ouyang?" Duxing's expression showed genuine surprise.

"Yeah, sort of," Lin Xuan hedged his answer. He wouldn't reveal the close relationship he had with Ouyang Qinxin. Duxing didn’t press further and after a moment’s thought, he understood that as the young master of Lingyun Sect, it was only natural for him to have extensive connections.

"Thanks to Lady Ouyang's help," Duyin interjected from beside. She had known Ouyang Qinxin for some time now, and their relationship was quite good. Although they weren't close friends, they were on friendly terms.

Ouyang Qinxin didn’t want her friend to suffer the same fate as a severed head, so she had helped them in small ways.

The two siblings continued recounting their story. After Duyin managed to escape from her prison, she and her brother naturally couldn't stay at Mount Tianzhu any longer. They fled under cover of night.

However, with the vastness of the world, there were still many agents of the three major sects in Youzhou. Joining the dark path wasn’t a good idea either. With their current cultivation levels, they would eventually be used as cannon fodder.

The two siblings wouldn't make the same mistake of going back to the wolves.

After much consideration, they decided to seek refuge in Ghostnet City.

Once considered a place to avoid by cultivators, it had now become a haven for them. It was indeed ironic.

Despite being far from Youzhou’s center, the siblings still didn’t dare be too careless. After all, the three major sects had their own permanent members here as well.

If they were exposed, it would mean certain death.

Thus, they lived in seclusion and managed to avoid any danger.

However, troubles soon followed. Previously, as disciples of Mount Tianzhu, they received a certain amount of crystal stones and pills from the sect each month. Various cultivation materials were also occasionally distributed.

Now, being alone, they had no one to rely on, and their situation was similar to that of wandering cultivators. They needed to provide for themselves in all aspects of cultivation.

While it wasn’t too bad with the crystal stones, which they had some savings from, the problem lay with the pills. Even for divine root cultivators, just meditating wouldn’t suffice; they still needed to consume certain amounts of spirit pills.

Desperate times called for desperate measures. The siblings decided to venture into the Ten Thousand Mountains.

While old herbs and demon beasts’ internal organs could be used to refine spirit pills, the danger was obvious. As the saying goes, one must risk losing a child to catch a wolf. To gain something, there would always be risks involved.

Moreover, they carefully considered that going deep into the mountains wasn’t an option for them. Even at the outer regions, it was uncertain if they could survive.

However, the two hundred or so miles around were within their reach. Many cultivators already hunted there, and they needed to be wary of both beasts and bandits.

Fortunately, the siblings had good luck. They encountered Kun along the way without any major dangers. This demon was rare in other places, and its internal organs could be used to refine base foundation pills. Although it was a higher-grade one, with their combined strength, they should be able to defeat it.

Excitedly, Duyin and Duxing attacked. However, things took a turn for the worse when two more Kun appeared out of nowhere. The hunters became the hunted, and without Lin Xuan’s intervention, the siblings would have been devoured by the beasts.

After hearing about all these twists, Lin Xuan didn’t say much. He looked at the dead Kun in the blood and said, "Since that's the case, take this demon's internal organs. I have something to attend to, so I'll be going." With a slight bow, he left.

The siblings were overjoyed. They hadn't expected Lin Xuan to be so generous, giving them this demon as a gift. According to cultivation world rules, the reason for its capture belonged to him.

"Thank you, senior."

Duxing was straightforward but slightly introverted. He was deeply grateful to Lin Xuan but couldn’t say it out loud. Instead, his sister, Duyin, who was quick-witted and clever, smiled warmly as she performed a respectful bow towards Lin Xuan.

"You're welcome."

Lin Xuan's expression of generosity didn't match his usual pragmatic nature. At his current stage, the demon’s internal organs were useless to him; they could only be used for base foundation pills, which wouldn’t help him at the condensation realm. However, selling it in the market would bring some crystal stones, but Lin Xuan found such wealth insignificant compared to the gesture.

At least he had met these siblings and was willing to do a small favor for them.

Lin Xuan waved his hand lightly, emitting a faint green light: "Well then, we’ll meet again. Be careful in the Ten Thousand Mountains." With that, he transformed into a streak of lightning and disappeared from sight.

The siblings stared at Lin Xuan’s retreating figure for a moment before Duyin sighed. "Brother, this senior Lin is truly remarkable."

"Indeed," Duxing agreed. "He was just a base foundation cultivator back then, with far less power than me. In just over two decades, he managed to condense his golden core." He felt ashamed in comparison.

"Don’t say that, brother. The chances of condensing a golden core are so slim. I heard Senior Lin was chosen by Truefeather Immortal when he first arrived at Lingyao Mountain and became an adopted disciple. He must have something extraordinary about him; maybe even a divine root," Duyin comforted her brother.

"Indeed, as Senior Lin said, we should all strive to achieve that. If we could condense our golden cores, we wouldn’t need to live in constant fear like this."

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