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第三千五百四十三章 神念附灵

Cultivation knows no time.

The days passed quickly for cultivators in seclusion. Six months had already slipped by, and it was a tranquil morning. Sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting warmth upon the earth.

The valley seemed serene and peaceful when suddenly, a loud rumble echoed, and after six months of silence, the stone door creaked open.

A flash of light emerged from the cave, followed by a figure that looked unremarkable but for its calm demeanor.

Lin Xuan!

His appearance had not changed since his seclusion, yet there was an air of maturity about him. The faint aura around him remained barely perceptible, and at first glance, he seemed to have made little progress. But upon closer inspection, the changes were significant.

Exactly what those changes entailed, however, remained a mystery. In any case, despite not advancing in rank, Lin Xuan had gained much from his six months of seclusion.

"Master!"

A familiar cry caught his attention as a beam of white light flew towards him like a returning swallow to its nest.

Lin Xuan didn't flinch but smiled with genuine joy as he opened his arms. "Moon, you've worked hard."

"Not at all," she replied gently, her eyes filled with concern and affection. "How did your cultivation go? Have the two treasures fused successfully?"

"Thankfully, it wasn't in vain."

Lin Xuan embraced her slender waist as he spoke.

"That's good to hear.

...

With such a smooth outcome, both Lin Xuan and Moon were elated. Their next step was to find the ancient spirit race. They would surely gain valuable clues about the Seven Treasures of Naraka.

"But Master," Moon's voice held some worry, "this area is vast. How can we possibly locate their dwelling?"

"Relax."

Lin Xuan sounded confident. "As they say, there's no difficulty in this world that a determined person cannot overcome. The ear ring is tiny, and finding its whereabouts would be like searching for a needle in a haystack. But the spirit race is different; even if their numbers are few, locating them will be much easier than a small ear ring, just with more time."

Moon trusted Lin Xuan's judgment, so they set off once again.

However, the journey was not as smooth as expected. Months passed without any sign of the spirit race.

For cultivators at this level, even a hundred days wasn't long, but the lack of progress still left them feeling disheartened.

Lin Xuan had boasted to Moon about his plans and now felt somewhat embarrassed.

"Damn it," he muttered, slapping his forehead. "I've forgotten such an obvious solution."

"Master, you have another idea?"

Moon didn't scold him; she asked gently.

"I almost forgot that I can use the technique of spirit essence attachment. It's much more efficient than us searching separately."

"Spirit essence attachment?"

"That’s right, Moon. You guard me while I perform the technique."

Lin Xuan didn’t elaborate further as he waved his sleeves and sat cross-legged. A simple-looking tower appeared.

"Quickly!"

He pointed a finger forward.

A creaking sound filled the air as the first floor of the tower opened up with a burst of light, blinding him momentarily.

A huge swarm of insects emerged from within—bloodfire ants numbering in the billions.

At this level, such magical insects were negligible in combat. However, their utility wasn’t limited to battle; they could be used for other purposes, like searching for clues about the spirit race.

With a large number of these insects, it would be much easier than two people searching separately. This was all due to Lin Xuan’s powerful spirit essence, as even a cultivator at his level couldn't split their consciousness into such vast numbers otherwise.

The pressure on him was immense, and he needed Moon's protection in case any external interference caused him to go astray.

"Alright."

Moon hesitated for a moment before understanding what Lin Xuan intended. She took out the Yin Essence Treasure Box and reminded him sternly, "Master, I will protect you. Just be careful with your spellwork; don't push yourself too hard."

Her tone was serious, filled with concern but without discouragement. She knew he wouldn’t act rashly.

He had the confidence to do this for a reason. Her reminder was enough; any further advice would have been superfluous.

"Don't worry," Lin Xuan smiled reassuringly as he closed his eyes and placed his hands on his knees, seemingly in meditation.

The surroundings were eerily quiet. A full tea time passed before a light flickered above Lin Xuan’s forehead.

His expression turned grave as he raised his right hand to his brow.

With a gentle movement, a bright crystal thread emerged from his forehead.

Moon watched with both tension and admiration. The spirit essence crystallization was truly impressive; even when she had helped Arur in this realm, her spirit essence intensity didn’t surpass it.

"Quickly!"

Lin Xuan raised his right hand and pulled outward forcefully.

A brilliant crystal beam shot out of his brow as he willed it to do so.

The crystal beam was dazzling and mysterious. Lin Xuan exhaled a few short incantations.

"Quickly!"

Before the words were fully spoken, symbols on the crystal beam burst forth, rapidly expanding into a white light column that rose skyward before dispersing into countless crystals in front of them.

A sizzling sound filled the air as each crystal thread fused with a magical insect. This was what Lin Xuan called spirit essence attachment; it allowed him to transform into trillions at once, making both treasure hunting and searching for the spirit race much easier.

However, this technique also consumed his spirit essence greatly. Neither Lin Xuan nor Moon could afford to be careless as time passed slowly.

Before long, the sun had set behind the hills. A few hours that seemed insignificant now left Moon feeling restless.

Finally, after a long while, Lin Xuan opened his eyes and sighed, "I found them!"

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