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第四百零三章 百万年一遇的奇才

"Senior, if you insist on making such impolite demands and mocking me, I will not accompany you any further," Lin Xuan said as he swept his sleeve. He was about to turn and leave.

"Boy! Wait!" Seeing Lin Xuan's intention to depart, the Poison God King grew anxious. However, his weakened body seemed to be under some kind of restriction, unable to escape from the green liquid. Lin Xuan's determination was evident; he had already moved away from the stone chamber.

"Do you really want to leave without knowing the secret behind our clan's treasure?"

"Clan treasure?" Lin Xuan paused as he realized that this item must be significant, given how the Heavenly Ghost Emperor had been trapped by it. He naturally had some interest in it.

"What is your identity, senior? Shouldn't such a clan treasure belong to the Alliance's Great Elder and Primordial Essence Ancestor for safekeeping?" Lin Xuan turned around with a puzzled expression.

"If not for that traitor's treachery against me, how could he have taken this position. The Primordial Essence Ancestor is just a worthless ingrate," the Poison God King was visibly agitated. If his legs hadn't been cut off, he would have jumped up and down in anger.

Worthless?

Lin Xuan stared wide-eyed at him.

Although it was easy to deduce their enmity from his demands, the way this traitor or scoundrel insulted himself as a waste of space was peculiar. Moreover, the Poison God King's expression suggested that he was indeed serious about his claims.

Lin Xuan did not interrupt but knew that after his outburst, he would give him a reasonable explanation.

Sure enough, several minutes later, the Poison God King calmed down and took a deep breath. "Boy, do you know who I am and my connection to that traitor?"

"I do not know, senior. Please speak your mind directly; I dislike beating around the bush and have no time to waste here," Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow and spoke in a calm tone.

"You...!" The Poison God King showed signs of anger but quickly deflated like a balloon: "Forget it. A tiger in its declining years is bullied by dogs. In my current state, I can't argue with you anymore. Back then, when I was at the height of my glory, what did that traitor, Primordial Essence, amount to?"

"You want to know our connection? Tell you, back then, I was his junior disciple."

"Junior disciple?" Lin Xuan was slightly surprised. He had already made some guesses but they were different.

"There's nothing strange about it. Back then, me and the traitor studied under the same master—our predecessor Great Elder of the tribal alliance. Although he entered earlier than me, in terms of talent and intellect, he fell far behind me. After all, talents like me are a rarity that comes once every ten thousand years..." The Poison God King paused when he noticed Lin Xuan's expression was peculiar. He stopped and glared: "How do you not believe it?"

"No," Lin Xuan shook his head with an extremely sincere look on his face. "If anyone else boasted like this, I would have dismissed them out of hand. But your reputation back then was impressive enough that even at the Condensation Core stage, you could challenge the Elder Immortal Tai Xu. Even if it's a once-in-a-million-year talent, exaggerating is not an overstatement."

Hearing about his own achievements, the Poison God King seemed pleased: "You're quite knowledgeable for a young man. Back then, I did indeed roam across the state. But my ability to match Elder Immortal Tai Xu was due to our clan's treasure and had nothing to do with him."

"Connection with the clan treasure?" Lin Xuan's interest piqued as he noted this down.

"In short, back then, my talent was unparalleled in history. Do you know how long it took me to form a golden core from cultivation to condensation?"

"About fifty or sixty years!" Lin Xuan guessed a number based on his imagination; generally, taking around a hundred years to form a golden core meant one had a Saintly Spirit Root, and the old monster in front of him was an anomaly, so he shortened it by half.

"That's not right!" The Poison God King shook his head with a look of pride. "It only took me twenty years."

"Twenty years?" Lin Xuan was stunned. Even he, using medicinal pills to boost his cultivation and indulging in excessive intake, had spent nearly forty years. It was impossible for the other party to have Blue Star Sea and achieve such results in half the time.

"My cultivation speed was extremely fast; although I entered later than that traitor, I soon left him far behind. That traitor is a cunning and vicious person. He showed respect on the surface but never treated me as his senior. Instead, he treated me like a disciple. I was blinded by my own foolishness and believed in his false sincerity, promoting him excessively in cultivation. Whenever there were questions, I would guide him with all my heart. I even shared some of my unique insights with him; otherwise, how could this boy be here today..." At this point, the Poison God King's eyes bulged, showing intense anger.

Lin Xuan sighed. This man was once very intelligent but had developed a proud and arrogant nature due to his exceptional talent and early success in life. Otherwise, considering the saying "a gift horse must be examined," it would have been obvious that an elder treating him like a disciple was suspicious.

Unfortunately, as the saying goes, being too close can blind one's judgment; this genius failed to notice such a clear logic.

"After I formed my golden core, it took me another twenty years to reach the peak of the realm. Originally, I should have closed myself in for cultivation and formation. But you know how it is when we cultivators push through barriers—besides cultivation, one also needs mental fortitude. My master advised me to go out and experience the world,"

"Experience?"

"Yes, before, our witchcraft training was merely wandering around Qu Yin Mountain and eliminating some beasts. The refinement of the mind was limited. However, the vast landscapes of You Zhou were all occupied by your Qin clan, making it a forbidden area for our Murmur Clan witches. I refused to believe in this nonsense and came out of the mountain..."

The rest of his story, Lin Xuan had read from ancient texts; hearing it directly from the Poison God King added more horror to the tale.

"The cultivators of the Qin clan are merely a bunch of waste. Even Elder Immortal Tai Xu's abilities were not extraordinary. He only injured me with his Core Formation stage cultivation. But wanting to keep me... dreaming!"

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