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第三千六百六十一章 天虚居士与百草仙子

Lin Xuan smiled slightly and chose a quiet courtyard for himself.

Time passed like water, and moments seemed to fly by in the blink of an eye. In just a short month, it was but a fleeting moment.

One morning, Lin Xuan sat cross-legged on a mat in his room, meditating. Suddenly, a burst of firelight flew into the room without any warning.

"Senior, the Peach Blossom Banquet is about to begin. We have been sent here to welcome you."

A pleasant voice entered his ears as the firelight vanished with a snap.

It was an audio transmission talisman!

Lin Xuan did not show any surprise on his face and replied calmly, "I know."

He then stood up, calling for Moon Butterfly to return to the Momentary Heavenly Realm Scroll.

Exiting the light screen, he saw a huge houseboat appear before him. Unlike the spirit boat that had brought him here earlier, this houseboat was clearly not of ordinary quality.

It was over a hundred feet long and built from extremely precious materials. Carvings adorned its exterior with intricate and ancient inscriptions.

A symphony of celestial music emanated from within the houseboat. A hundred or so armored soldiers stood guard on top of it. They were well-armed and formidable, all cultivators at the Profound Void stage.

"This must be Senior Lin, right? I am Xiao Qing, sent here to welcome you," a young woman with an enchanting voice said as she stepped out from the houseboat, bowing gracefully before Lin Xuan.

"Please don't be so formal. Thank you for your trouble."

Although Lin Xuan had advanced to the late Tribulation Transcendence stage, his demeanor remained calm and composed. Even when facing cultivators far weaker than himself, he wore a pleasant smile.

Following Xiao Qing's lead, they entered the houseboat cabin.

To his surprise, there was already someone inside—two people, one man and one woman.

The man appeared to be in his fifties, emaciated with a sickly appearance. His aura was faint and almost non-existent, giving off an impression that he could die at any moment.

He emitted no spiritual pressure, yet it didn't seem like he had used a收敛之术 (敛气 technique).

Lin Xuan's pupils constricted as he recalled a legendary figure.

"Esteemed friend, may I ask if you are the renowned 'Immortal Void居士'?"

"Oh, do you recognize me?" The man's face showed surprise.

"You look unfamiliar. Typically, those eligible for the Peach Blossom Banquet should be powerful figures in their own right. However, I have no recollection of your appearance; could you be a recently emerged cultivator who has undergone rigorous training?"

"Rigorous training, heh, that fits me."

Seeing his mistake was acknowledged, Lin Xuan did not deny it. Humility was one of his principles.

"I am Lin Xuan," he said politely.

Indeed, Immortal Void居士 was an impressive figure.

While his cultivation stage was slightly lower than Lin Xuan's, he had a unique and commendable technique: the Void Profound Art.

This art was well-known in the Spirit Realm. Cultivators who practiced it appeared weak most of the time, as if plagued by serious illnesses.

However, this wasn't true weakness; they simply stored their essence, qi, and spirit within their dantian. Once engaged in battle, they could unleash all that had been accumulated, boosting their strength to rival late Tribulation Transcendence cultivators in a short period.

This was undoubtedly impressive, but it also had significant drawbacks—limited duration. If unable to defeat an opponent quickly, the technique would eventually fail.

While this wasn't particularly remarkable, Lin Xuan was not afraid of such a technique.

However, Immortal Void居士 did have qualities worth admiring. He had created his own cultivation art, which required both creativity and practicality.

This was something Lin Xuan could not help but respect. At their level, creating a cultivation art was easy, but making it stand out and be worthy of praise was far more challenging.

Moreover, Immortal Void居士 had even defeated late Tribulation Transcendence cultivators, regardless of whether it was by chance or luck. Regardless of the circumstances, his victory was undeniable.

From this perspective, he could indeed be considered a master.

Such individuals might not match top-tier cultivators in strength, but their experiences and wisdom were invaluable. Exchanging cultivation insights with them would likely yield significant benefits.

This was why Lin Xuan treated him with such respect.

Seeing Lin Xuan's courteous demeanor, Immortal Void居士 did not want to appear too humble either. After all, those invited by the Rain Mist Business Alliance were no weaklings. Moreover, his spiritual sense could not discern Lin Xuan's exact cultivation stage.

Although he doubted that a young cultivator would be a late Tribulation Transcendence powerhouse, he could not afford to be overly dismissive out of respect and reason.

He returned the bow: "You needn't be so formal. May I ask your esteemed name?"

"I am Lin Xuan."

"Lin Xuan..."

Immortal Void居士 repeated his name several times but still had no recollection.

This was not uncommon; although Lin Xuan had defeated many powerful opponents, the Spirit Realm's vastness made it nearly impossible for him to gain widespread fame in just a few thousand years.

References to such figures were unlikely to appear in ancient texts. Only those who lived for tens of thousands of years could have their names spread across various small realms.

But regardless, being invited to the Peach Blossom Banquet indicated he was not an ordinary figure.

This simple truth was clear to Immortal Void居士, and they conversed amiably as equals.

The entire exchange took only a short while—less than half a cup of tea. Lin Xuan then turned his head towards the woman beside him.

She wore white robes and appeared in her thirties, with a robust yet graceful figure. Her cultivation stage was also at late Tribulation Transcendence.

"I apologize for my earlier rudeness; I have not had the pleasure of knowing your name."

Lin Xuan turned to smile gently.

"Senior Lin needn't be so formal. I am Bai Cao," the woman said with a gentle smile.

"Bai Cao, you are the Fairy Bai Cao?"

Lin Xuan was taken aback. He had felt some familiarity but could not recall her name until now.

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