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第三千四百五十六章 白虎神雷

Lin Xuan's face was filled with unrestrained joy after all his hard work.

Misfortune and fortune are intertwined, as the ancients said. Indeed, their words were not wrong.

Since he embarked on the path of cultivation, Lin Xuan had refined countless pills and treasures, but none had ever exploded like the White Tiger Spirit Blood did—after refinement, it would self-destruct.

This unexpected change left him utterly stunned, with no idea how to proceed further. He was at a loss for what to do.

But just as he was struggling, a flash of insight appeared in his mind. The refined White Tiger Spirit Blood had exploded, causing him great distress, but its power was unparalleled; even one drop nearly left him injured here. If it could be refined into Thunder Beads, how powerful would they become...

Of course, this was merely an idea that flashed through Lin Xuan's mind. Whether he could achieve it remained to be seen.

But not trying was no guarantee of failure.

Thus, over these months, Lin Xuan had been refining Thunder Beads in a desolate place. The process was arduous, and he failed several times. However, his character was incredibly resilient; he would not give up due to minor setbacks. After much contemplation and calculation, he finally succeeded in creating the desired White Tiger Thunder Beads.

The quantity was limited since true spirit blood was extremely rare. Lin Xuan had no reason to use it all for crafting items. One or two could serve as self-defense tools, but too many would be a waste of such precious resources.

As for their power...

Lin Xuan's lips curled into a smile, his face showing an unmistakable gleam.

Not in vain did he endure so much hardship; the power of White Tiger Thunder was far beyond expectations.

If used properly, one could kill a cultivator at the Tribulation Transcending stage. A few more together would deter even late-stage monsters.

Such talk sounded absurd, but it was no exaggeration. With enough quantity, even Immortal Daoists and Demon Kings might feel some intimidation.

His luck truly ran in his favor.

By chance, he had obtained another formidable treasure.

Satisfied with this, Lin Xuan did not linger any longer on that desolate island. He shot off into the sky like a cloud of green light, heading back to the Cloudy Mist Sect's main headquarters.

In just a few months, the ruins were cleaned up, and Cloudy Mist Sect cultivators had transplanted stones and trees from other places. Although they did not fully restore the island, it now resembled a heavenly paradise once more.

A day without seeing each other felt like three autumns apart. Though only a few months had passed for a cultivator, Moonlight's heart was already yearning.

Reunited with her master, she naturally felt joy.

...

A day in the mountains equaled a thousand years on Earth. For cultivators, time passed swiftly. In just an instant, two years had passed since Lin Xuan and Moonlight arrived at Rain桐 Realm.

Over seven hundred days, though not short, they had gained many benefits from killing the White Tiger but still had no clue about the whereabouts of the Seven Treasures of Māra.

It was not that Lin Xuan was incompetent; it was just that Rain桐 Realm was vast. Without any leads, finding them would be more challenging than searching for a needle in a haystack. As the saying goes, good things take time to come together.

It was an ordinary morning. The sun broke through the clouds, casting warm light over everything. Early birds sang on branches, seeking out delicious food. All was peaceful and serene.

Suddenly, two streaks of lightning appeared in the distance, racing swiftly.

At first, they were far away but soon became clearer.

"Master, do you think we might find a clue to the Seven Treasures of Māra on this trip?" Moonlight turned around with a radiant smile.

In these two years, she had made no progress in finding any treasures. Yet, she was not anxious at all.

Haste makes waste.

If the Seven Treasures were so easy to gather, he would not have spent so much effort looking for them back in the Netherworld. As the saying goes, good things take time, and with Master by his side now, Moonlight did not find waiting unbearable.

Finding a clue was fine; spending more effort wouldn't be detrimental.

Actually, she felt quite content on Cloudy Mist Island, peaceful and harmonious. Still, when Master said they were going out to look for clues, Moonlight had no objections.

After all, as long as she was with the one she loved, the glory of Māra King mattered little to her.

"Whether we can find a clue about the Seven Treasures of Māra is uncertain."

"Master doesn't know either?"

"Yes."

Lin Xuan nodded. "But I do know that if we stay on Cloudy Mist Island, treasures won't just fall into our laps. Going out to look might be hopeless, but fortune is unpredictable. The more times we venture out, the greater the chance of finding a clue."

"Mmm."

Moonlight's face showed agreement. Master's words were reasonable: "Then where should we go first? Master has an idea in mind."

"Of course I do."

Lin Xuan flicked his sleeve, and an emerald pupil scroll flew out.

Inside was not a map of any treasures or artifacts but a map.

A map of the Boundless Sea.

Rain桐 Realm was vast; no one knew its exact size. The map in this scroll did not cover the entire Rain桐 Realm but only parts related to the Boundless Sea.

The Rain桐 Realm was vast, with numerous sects and families. Although they had never counted them, a rough estimate suggested there were at least hundreds of thousands of them.

While the Boundless Sea was extensive, it was insignificant compared to the entire Rain桐 Realm. Although powerful figures did exist in the sea, most late-stage monsters resided on land.

With so many experts, resources would be richer.

Strange and unusual events were countless.

Although Lin Xuan had no idea where the Seven Treasures of Māra were, he knew that going to these places for information was more likely to yield results.

"Oh, Master means we are going to cross the entire Boundless Sea?"

Moonlight's face showed a thoughtful expression.

"Not necessarily."

Lin Xuan shook his head. "The Boundless Sea is vast. Even with our excellent concealment techniques, it would still take months without rest. Besides, wasting so much time traveling, a teleportation array would be more suitable for us."

"Oh, does Master know where the teleportation arrays are?"

"Of course, they're marked on the map."

As Lin Xuan spoke, he sighed inwardly. In fact, his prolonged stay of over two years on Cloudy Mist Island was not just to refine White Tiger Spirit Blood; there was another purpose.

The matter with Fairy in the Clouds had been lingering in his mind for a long time.

He and Qin Yan had known each other for a long time. They had studied together under the White Cloud Valley Sect, fought enemies side by side, and even that strange sound transmission talisman was still a mystery to him now.

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