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第三百九十九章 巫师的灵药房

Two old monsters from the Essence Body stage were fighting fiercely, making the entire arena chaotic. The wizards didn't expect that even with a Primordial Ancestorentangle, this middle-aged man with an aura ofyin energy still had the strength to attack them with such bizarre and poisonous abilities.

Everyone was on edge, whispering like cicadas in winter.

Lin Xuan, however, quietly slipped away to one side. Soon, the Sky Star Palace came into view above him. The two old monsters were not far from his head as well.

Lin Xuan's actions were extremely bold. Seeing no one noticing him, he planned to sneak into the Sky Star Palace and take advantage of the situation. However, his target was not any treasure related to inheritance but a map and spiritual herbs.

The Primordial Ancestor of Muddled Origin probably wouldn't carry such a precious item on them.

Although it was dangerous for Lin Xuan to rely on the Sky Star Palace at this moment, he decided that the risk was worth taking after careful consideration. He concealed his aura and dressed as an ordinary wizard. With his ability to conceal his form being incredibly subtle, no one paid him any attention, allowing him to successfully sneak in.

After the two old monsters' battle, much of the Sky Star Palace had been destroyed, but only the peripheral buildings were affected. The important halls were well-protected by multiple layers of restrictions and remained intact.

Lin Xuan hid in a corner, his expression cold, not making any rash moves. He casually released his divine sense to probe the area, immediately bumping into a restriction that bounced him back.

If he had rushed in recklessly, he would have encountered danger.

Suddenly, footsteps approached. Lin Xuan turned and saw an anxious young man running towards him. The wizard was dressed, but his cultivation level was pitifully low—only at the Flexible Spirit Stage Fifth Layer.

Lin Xuan moved silently beside him, extended a finger, and lightly tapped the young wizard, who promptly fainted.

Without further ado, Lin Xuan covered the young wizard's head with one hand and performed Soul Scouring to read his memories.

After a moment, Lin Xuan's face showed an odd expression. He couldn't help but feel lucky. The young man's cultivation was negligible, yet he had considerable talent in alchemy, which led him to work at the Spirit Herb Room as an assistant.

Like with cultivators, few wizards were adept at alchemy. Since the Sacred Fruits matured only once every hundred years and there weren't many of them, they could not be wasted. Thus, only the best alchemists were tasked with creating spiritual herbs.

These alchemists were trained from a young age by the Sky Star Palace. They started as assistants in the Spirit Herb Room before gradually gaining importance within the palace based on their cultivation and alchemical skills.

From his memories, Lin Xuan found no mention of the map but learned that after being refined, the spiritual herbs had been taken away by the Primordial Ancestor of Muddled Origin.

Reasonably, Lin Xuan should have felt disappointed. However, he discovered a very interesting clue.

Although it was crafted by one of the best alchemists from the Moonlit Clan, obtaining this ancient spiritual herb wasn't easy; several had ended up as waste.

The reason for multiple wasted herbs instead of just one batch was that high-grade spiritual herbs required rare and precious materials, making their success rate low. If a batch failed, it would be heartbreaking. Therefore, high-grade spiritual herbs were always refined one at a time.

With the idea of stealing waste pills, Lin Xuan's thoughts became lively. Stealing waste pills was more secure than trying to take the actual herbs since no one paid much attention to them. He could simply purify them later if needed. After all, he had already mastered the use of the Blue Star Sea.

With a flicker of firelight in his hand, Lin Xuan turned this unfortunate individual into ashes. It wasn't that Lin Xuan was fond of killing; it was just that under these circumstances, leaving any witnesses behind would be unacceptable.

When the time came to be ruthless, he wouldn't hesitate.

Based on the young wizard's memories, Lin Xuan easily reached the Spirit Herb Room. This unremarkable building was made of sturdy stone. With a gesture, a black wooden token appeared in his hand. Summoning a spell, a light barrier opened up for him.

He nodded with satisfaction. He had taken a magical item from that guy, making it easier to bypass this hidden restriction.

After some hesitation, Lin Xuan stepped into the light barrier.

The stone door was sturdy and heavy, but with a Giant Force Spell cast on him, he easily pushed it open.

The Spirit Herb Room was vast, measuring several hundred feet in each direction. Upon entering, Lin Xuan felt an overwhelming heat, indicating that this place had abundant geothermal resources.

Scanning his surroundings with divine sense, everything within the room appeared in his mind—empty of people. In the center of the stone house stood a large cauldron, and nothing else.

Lin Xuan didn't bother to look around further; he directly followed the young wizard's memories to the left wall, which was still dark like the rest. However, Lin Xuan placed his hand on it.

His internal mana flowed, emitting a layer of green light from his palm.

"Open!"

With a sigh, Lin Xuan saw the mountain wall actually move slightly, revealing a stone staircase leading downwards.

Seeing this, Lin Xuan was momentarily stunned, showing a hint of surprise. He had learned that waste pills were stored here but hadn't mentioned any stairs.

Was it because the young wizard's status was too low to know about these secrets or was there an issue with his memories?

Lin Xuan hesitated but decided he couldn’t go back now. Even if it meant traversing through a fiery hell, he had to try.

His gaze became resolute. However, he wasn't rash; he took a Shape-Shifting Pill from his pocket and swallowed it. His face blurred as he transformed into the young wizard's appearance—shorter, fatter, with only minor differences in clothing.

He then tucked his hands into his sleeves, affixing several earth-grade spirit talismans before slowly descending the staircase.

The staircase was long, but the walls on both sides were embedded with stones that emitted faint white light, making it not dark at all.

Despite this, Lin Xuan moved cautiously, fully opening his divine sense to guard against any potential dangers.

After walking for over two hundred steps, he finally reached the end. Suddenly, a bright light appeared before him.

"What is this?" Seeing what was in front of him, Lin Xuan was stunned.

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