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第三百八十八章 城中城

However, it was far from easy. Lin Xuan had endured a lot of hardships along the way. Now that he finally reached his destination, he couldn't help but let out a heavy sigh of relief.

He released his divine sense to feel around the city ahead.

In Loi's memory, he hadn't visited this place before, and Lin Xuan was naturally curious about the Moon Ink Clan’s largest tribe. The city covered an extensive area, stretching nearly a hundred miles in both length and width. However, it wasn’t built with huge stones; instead, it was constructed primarily from ironwood, which was abundant in the Quinyi Mountain Range. Despite its wooden construction, don't underestimate its defensive capabilities. These ancient trees were incredibly hard, leaving only shallow marks when struck by a massive diamond axe.

The critical areas used special fireproofing treatments, and magical restrictions added by the wizards further enhanced their defenses. While this city couldn’t be considered impregnable, it was certainly formidable in terms of defense.

There were many people at the city gates, but none appeared to be cultivators. Lin Xuan’s face showed a hint of surprise as he asked, "Master Dry Leaf, should we descend now?"

"No!" Master Dry Leaf shook his head and smiled, explaining, "The Great Wizard Gathering is about to begin, with wizards from all tribes gathering here. As the host tribe, Quinyi naturally won’t neglect us. There are designated areas within this city for hosting wizards."

"Oh!" Lin Xuan nodded, no longer speaking as two streaks of light flew through the air and entered the Quinyi City.

The journey of several dozen miles was swift, and soon a small but exquisite city came into view.

"City within a city!" Lin Xuan couldn’t help being surprised. The inner city measured only about ten miles in both length and width, also built from ironwood, which was incredibly hard. Beyond this inner city, all commoners were driven away, with only respected wizards allowed to enter.

As they approached the inner city, Lin Xuan suddenly felt a heavy weight on his body as if gravity had increased several times. They had entered the restricted airspace.

Although this didn’t pose much of a challenge for Lin Xuan, he wouldn’t force his way in. He and Master Dry Leaf descended together.

Looking around, there were indeed many wizards bustling about. "Friend Daoist, it’s been nearly a century since we last met," one said with a slightly soft voice but an unfriendly tone. Lin Xuan turned to see two approaching wizards.

The first was tall and thin, missing an eye, giving off a sinister aura like a venomous snake ready to strike. His cultivation level wasn’t weak; he was at the peak of Core Formation stage.

Behind him stood someone much younger, robust in build, a Foundation Establishment cultivator. Lin Xuan paid no mind to such rookies but didn’t want to draw attention either. He subtly stepped back and lowered his head slightly.

"Friend Daoist," Master Dry Leaf greeted with a slight bow, his expression calm. But how smart was Lin Xuan? He could clearly see the warning in Master Dry Leaf’s eyes.

The two had a grudge, and Lin Xuan made an initial judgment.

"How so? Is this young man from your Sky Azure tribe participating in the Great Trial as a wizard?" Xiu Kun glanced at Lin Xuan with icy cold eyes, like some reptile.

If he were just a Foundation Establishment cultivator, his mind might have been scarred. But Lin Xuan was a fake, and his divine sense was far stronger than that of many others, even surpassing them in strength. He secretly chuckled but displayed an appropriate look of fear on his face. Before he could act, Master Dry Leaf Elder moved swiftly to block the path.

"Friend Daoist Xiu, what is your intention? Why are you attacking a junior here? Aren’t you afraid of attracting the attention of the patrol officers?"

Xiu Kun’s previously arrogant expression changed slightly when he heard "patrol officer," and then he laughed dryly. "Master Dry Leaf, don’t joke around. What identity would I have to attack juniors?"

Although Master Dry Leaf was displeased, he clearly had no intention of conflicting with Xiu Kun. He sneered: "If that’s the case, I’ll take my leave, Loi. Let’s go."

"Right, Elder," Lin Xuan obediently followed but could still feel the icy gaze from behind.

After a hundred paces, assuming they were out of sight, Lin Xuan asked curiously, "Elder, do you have an old grudge with that person?"

"Yes, it was something from over a century ago." Master Dry Leaf’s voice sounded melancholic. "Back then, we were still young and full of vigor during the Great Wizard Gathering."

"I won several rounds in succession, advancing through the competition until I met Xiu Kun from the Dusty Wind tribe. We both made it to the top ten..."

"Indeed, that battle must have been intense?"

"It was intense? You could say so!" Master Dry Leaf sighed. "Back then, I was young and full of vigor, with cultivation at a level similar to yours now. Xiu Kun was slightly weaker. However, he had two powerful spiritual artifacts."

"We fought for several hours, neither gaining the upper hand. Our magical power almost depleted. My realm being deeper gave me an edge. Seeing defeat looming, Xiu Kun resorted to underhanded tactics..."

"Underhanded tactics?" Lin Xuan was taken aback. "Isn’t this a competition of skills? How can one use such underhanded tricks?"

"There’s nothing strange about it," Master Dry Leaf said with a hint of embarrassment on his face. "Since the defeat by the Qin tribe a million years ago, our Moon Ink Clan has never forgotten revenge. Thus, while it is a competition, it's no different from real combat, with no room for such trivialities. Victory is the only rule; any means are fair."

He glanced at Lin Xuan: "Loi, this is what I want to remind you. During the Great Wizard Gathering, never have any merciful thoughts. You will suffer greatly otherwise."

"Right," Lin Xuan nodded and adopted a respectful expression but was still puzzled. "But Elder, if we don’t hold back, what happens if someone dies?"

Remembering that their Moon Ink Clan had few people and wizards were an extremely precious resource.

"Don't worry; with us old-timers here, such things won’t happen. If the situation isn’t right, we’ll naturally intervene," he said, pausing before continuing his story: "My match against Xiu Kun was when he used underhanded tactics. If I had been hit, I wouldn’t have died, but defeat would be certain. Not making it to the top ten meant that Sky Azure Tribe received little in terms of spiritual herbs..."

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