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第三卷 幽州乱 第四百一十四章 朝阳门

Xuan didn't dare to linger. He dashed out for hundreds of miles, only then finding a secluded spot to rest and took some pills to consume. After sitting cross-legged in meditation for several hours, Lin Xuan's physical strength and spiritual energy finally fully recovered.

Lin Xuan exhaled a mouthful of stale air as he got up, adjusted his clothes, and identified the direction before transforming into a streak of green light, heading towards Spirit Medicine Mountain.

This trip had yielded abundant rewards, but it also ended in a rather messy situation. If not for some luck, he might have already perished at the hands of Fairy Peacock.

In essence, it was still due to his insufficient strength; although his cultivation and abilities far surpassed those of his peers, facing an old monster at the Core Formation stage left him utterly powerless to retaliate.

Of course, this was a situation beyond his control. The gap between different cultivation stages was vast, like the difference between heaven and earth. Monsters like Immortal Tyrant Demon King were unique cases in nature.

Lin Xuan extended his tongue and licked his somewhat dry lips. A man should have self-awareness; he never expected to stand on equal footing with Core Formation stage monsters, but only hoped to retain some means of survival when facing them.

At the very least, there was a chance to escape if things went wrong.

It seemed that after returning to the mountain, he needed to find ways to practice more powerful secret techniques or collect materials to forge his own innate treasures. Although his few ancient treasures were formidable, they still fell short compared to those described in the cultivation methods he practiced.

While traveling, Lin Xuan pondered this matter, and the green streak of light he had transformed into gradually dimmed. Even though Fairy Peacock had already left, Lin Xuan felt that he should remain cautious.

Traveling without incident, the sun was now setting. Although he had flown for half a day, his cultivation did not tire him at all. Just as he prepared to continue on through the night, several points of light appeared in the distance, accompanied by faint spiritual energy fluctuations.

Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow and stopped his flight.

Better to avoid trouble if possible. With Lin Xuan's temperament, encountering such a situation naturally meant detouring around it. However, after some hesitation, he decided to fly towards the source of the light instead.

There was a reason for this decision.

Lin Xuan had been away from the sect for quite some time and spent half a year in Kuinei Mountain Range. He knew nothing about how the battle between cultivators and yin ghosts was progressing. Naturally, he wanted to find someone who could provide information. Otherwise, if he were immediately drafted upon returning to the sect, that would be an injustice.

That was one reason. The second reason that greatly troubled Lin Xuan was that in this half day of travel, he had flown over several thousand miles, and although not all locations were extremely remote, there hadn't been a single person or village encountered. The occasional villages he passed by seemed lifeless. Lin Xuan's heart gradually filled with an ominous feeling.

The current situation in Youzhou was something Lin Xuan urgently wanted to know. Although the firelight and explosions ahead were loud, they didn't seem to pose much of a threat from his perspective. This was why he dared to approach.

The incident occurred just over ten miles away. Although Lin Xuan wasn't flying fast, it only took him a few minutes to arrive at the scene. Soon, a clear picture unfolded before his eyes.

Flashes of light and surging yin energy revealed a group of cultivators battling with yin ghosts.

However, upon using his divine sense to scan the situation, Lin Xuan couldn't help but chuckle. Although the scale of this battle was considerable, both sides' cultivation levels were negligible.

On the side of the cultivators, there were about twenty or thirty people. Only a few at the forefront were Core Formation stage cultivators; the rest were merely low-ranking disciples in the Flexible Spirit Period.

As for the yin ghosts, their numbers were even greater, and their appearances were terrifying. However, their attacks were meager, consisting of some of the lowest-grade ferocious souls and malevolent spirits.

Lin Xuan had no intention of concealing his cultivation level. Soon, both sides discovered this newcomer.

The cultivators stirred in excitement as they thanked Lin Xuan for his aid. "Senior, please lend a hand; we are deeply grateful and will offer generous rewards," said a clear voice. Turning around, Lin Xuan saw an elderly man wearing white robes.

He was the highest-ranking cultivator among them, having reached the peak of Core Formation stage. However, from his age, it seemed he had almost no hope of condensing essence in this lifetime.

"Senior, save me."

"Please use your great power."

"Please help us."

...

Others also spoke up, their voices overlapping. Lin Xuan did not find it difficult to deal with them; he raised a hand and tapped his storage pouch on his waist, causing light to flash wildly as dozens of talismans were activated.

Ice hail fireballs, lightning wind whirls—these were all low-grade human-grade talismans that Lin Xuan had previously crafted. With his current cultivation level, they no longer held much use. He was merely using them for their residual power.

Though the effects weren't particularly impressive, these lowest-grade yin ghosts quickly scattered as the sky cleared of yin energy.

Seeing this senior's powerful display, the cultivators were overjoyed and began to attack the remaining yin ghosts with their spiritual artifacts.

The situation reversed. The yin ghosts roared in panic. Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow but did not intend to waste time here. He raised his hand, emitting several white sword beams that quickly pierced some of the fiercest yin ghosts.

With their leader gone, the remaining hodgepodge became even more disorganized. In just a short while, they were completely exterminated by the human cultivators.

"Door Master, all are dead; there is no one left."

Hearing his subordinate's words, the white-robed elder heaved a sigh of relief as he wiped sweat from his forehead. Thankfully, if any yin ghosts had escaped, that would have been an even greater problem.

With a glance, he instructed his disciples to clean up the battlefield. Although these yin ghost spirits' spiritual artifacts were somewhat peculiar, they could still be exchanged for crystals.

He then respectfully flew towards Lin Xuan and bowed: "Junior Luo Tianren pays respects to Senior; I am deeply grateful for your aid. If you have any instructions, the Dawnlight Sect will spare no effort to fulfill them."

"Dawnlight Sect?" Lin Xuan frowned slightly, having no recollection of it. Unless he was ignorant or the sect was exceptionally small.

The elder, as Door Master, had only reached the peak of Core Formation stage. It seemed that this was mostly the case.

Lin Xuan thought about this and concluded that it must be so but did not show any disdain on his face: "Mm, you are Dawnlight Sect cultivators. Do you know where we are? Why do you encounter yin ghosts here? Have they already invaded the heart of Youzhou?"

Lin Xuan asked several questions in a row, and the elder named Luo Tianren looked surprised before lowering his head.

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