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第三百九十三章 昊天再现

Seven days passed quickly. In the center of this exquisite little city, several massive stages were set up. The Wuxia Congress was finally about to begin.

During this period, Lin Xuan almost never left his room and declined all visitors. He had made some progress in researching both sets of Wuxia techniques. His proficiency with fire-based Wuxia techniques was relatively high, but he found the poison-related skills a bit lacking; it was his first time dealing with such matters. Although he had Condensation Core Stage cultivation, the short period of time made it difficult for him to master much.

However, that didn't matter. With what he now knew, securing a good ranking among Foundation Establishment stage Wuxia practitioners wasn't too challenging. Spirit herbs were something Lin Xuan was determined to obtain, and he had already devised an excellent plan.

He would represent the Sky Blue Tribe in the competition. If he won three consecutive matches, according to the rules, his tribe could receive four Holy Fruit pills made from refined essence.

This item would be entrusted to the tribal elders for safekeeping. With his higher cultivation level, it wouldn't be difficult to snatch the spirit herbs after leaving Quyue City.

However, how to steal the map was still unclear. The one keeping it was an old monster at Round婴 Stage, so he could only take things as they came.

Lin Xuan was deep in thought when a slight tremor began on the outer barrier outside.

His brows furrowed as he quickly summoned his hand. The barrier parted like two doors opening, and Old Leaf walked in slowly, looking slightly surprised at the protective shield: "Luo Yi, did you set up this barrier?" He continued calmly, "Please don't laugh at me. I bought this array talisman by chance from a market stall. Since I need to focus on cultivation..."

Lin Xuan's explanation didn't raise any suspicion. Although he had already sensed something was amiss, his mind was in turmoil. The Heavenly Star Palace was next to a dense forest where Luo Yi appeared, looking ordinary but it was Lin Xuan.

The map must be obtained, so despite the danger, Lin Xuan came to investigate the Heavenly Star Palace.

He cautiously released his divine sense; there seemed to be no barrier. Using secret techniques, he concealed his aura and approached step by step.

Suddenly, Lin Xuan's face changed as cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Without hesitation, he turned around and pretended to walk past, walking back nonchalantly.

At the Heavenly Star Palace gate a few miles away, an elderly man with three long mustaches and dressed in scholar robes suddenly turned his head.

Although his appearance didn't belong to the Moon Black tribe, several Condensation Core Stage Wuxia practitioners followed him. Their expressions were peculiar; although they showed respect, there was a deep underlying suspicion in their eyes.

Seeing the elder stop, the leader of the white-haired Wuxia practitioners spoke: "Heavenly昊天 Emperor, what's wrong? Is something amiss?"

Though far away, this name reverberated in Lin Xuan’s ears. The young man almost trembled but managed to suppress his reaction, controlling his breathing and walking steadily back.

Lin Xuan didn't show any signs of distress, but inside he was in a state of turmoil. Heavenly昊天 Ghost Emperor, it really is that old monster. What brought him here?

Back then, Lin Xuan had once seen the Heavenly昊天 Emperor's avatar; its appearance differed greatly from now. While appearances could change, his aura remained consistent.

Fortunately, Lin Xuan reacted quickly and recognized him first: "Nothing, I might have felt wrongly. Let’s go. The tribal elders are waiting for me."

Although the Ghost Emperor had noticed Lin Xuan, he couldn't identify his disguise since they were facing each other. He assumed it was just a passing Wuxia practitioner and didn’t think much of it.

Indeed, Lin Xuan's luck was good. To be honest, the Heavenly昊天 Ghost Emperor already harbored some doubts but with his high cultivation level, traversing the Quyue Mountains had been difficult enough to dismiss such thoughts. He led him into the Heavenly Star Palace.

Passing through several pavilions and terraces, they soon arrived at a simple room. The leader of the white-haired Wuxia practitioners bowed: "Your Majesty, please have a seat. Our tribal elders will be here shortly."

Several Wuxia practitioners left as if relieved.

The Ghost Emperor sat on the floor with a wine pot in front of him. With a flick of his fingers, the wine pot seemed to be pulled by an invisible thread, filling his cup. He drank without hesitation: "How is this wine? I didn't expect you to have such a taste."

A calm voice came from the doorway as an elder dressed in black walked in. His appearance was no different from other Wuxia practitioners except for the golden threads on his collar and cuffs.

Though old, he had excellent health, and his imposing stature left a lasting impression—far taller than most people. Speaking with a common tone, it sounded like a deep bell.

This was the top expert of the Moon Black tribe in the Quyue Mountains. His secular name was long forgotten; everyone called him Elder Huan Yuan.

The corner of the Ghost Emperor's eyes twitched but quickly regained composure. However, his eyes still held a hint of gravity: "Good. This wine should have some cultivation benefits, right?"

"Sharp-eyed. I did indeed add several spirit herbs to this Snowy Sky Return Wine and used refined spiritual spring water to brew it. For low-grade disciples, it has some washing essence effects. But for us old-timers, it's just a matter of satisfying our appetites," Elder Huan Yuan sat down on the other side, taking the wine pot without hesitation and pouring himself a cup.

He drank, nodding his head as if savoring something delicious.

"Enough. Fellow Daoist Huan Yuan, I've braved many dangers to reach this Quyue Mountains. We're not here just for drinks," the Ghost Emperor looked at him with some dissatisfaction: "I know. Your Majesty truly has good methods. You managed to breach the outer layers of the mountains and enter here with sheer strength. I admire you. According to what I know, there are several Tier 3 monsters along the way, not to mention a few Tier 4 transformed creatures. Their territories overlap, making them equals."

"Why waste words? My coming here isn't easy but it's also not dangerous. Although Tier 4 transformed creatures are at our same level, I have no hostile intentions; I just want to pass through. They won't fight to the death either. After all, a two-way loss is inevitable," the Ghost Emperor spoke calmly, though his words were light, the situation was far from that.

That five-stage divine dragon had been in the Spirit Realm for a long time, and now it ruled this area with several transformed creatures, dividing their territories.

Generally, intruders faced death. As he said, since they were at the same level, those monsters didn't want to fight to the death; seeing him as just a passerby, they let him go.

However, not all monsters were so lenient. One of them was a wolf-type creature that had evolved into its current form. This creature was bloodthirsty and enjoyed fighting, often challenging neighbors for fun. Seeing昊天, it wouldn't hesitate to attack.

After a fierce battle, the Ghost Emperor finally managed to get rid of this annoying creature.

However, he had to deal with a snake-tailed beast that had taken him by surprise in its den. Although only Tier 3, these beasts liked to live in groups—usually around seventy—and worked well together. The Ghost Emperor suffered a minor setback there as well.

In short, the deeper into the Quyue Mountains one went, the more dangerous it became. Finding the Moon Black tribe with his current cultivation was no easy task.

Of course, he didn't reveal all these details; he only mentioned them briefly to make himself seem mysterious and profound.

But Huan Yuan was a seasoned old monster as cunning as a fox. After much discussion, the Ghost Emperor couldn’t hold back: "Fellow Daoist Huan Yuan, I came here with clear intentions. Do you have any interest in cooperation?"

"Cooperation?"

"Yes," the Ghost Emperor nodded, his face showing righteous indignation: "In ancient times, your tribe and those cultivators defeated demons together. But what about Qin? After victory, they betrayed us, attacking our Moon Black tribe and forcing us into these harsh lands. Such a grievance, do you not wish to avenge it?"

Pausing for a moment, the Ghost Emperor continued: "Our spirits also faced similar hardships. For years, we've been confined in the Spirit Canyon. Now with the right opportunity, my spirits have launched an attack on the Qin tribe. If your Moon Black tribe can join forces, our efforts will be successful. What do you say?"

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