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第四十二章 隐身符

The young man in fine attire stared wide-eyed at Lin Xuan, clearly surprised. It was no wonder; to them, scattered cultivators were always poor. This youngster had just casually pulled out one hundred and sixty Essence Cleansing Pills without a hint of effort. He truly made an impression.

Could this kid not be a scattered cultivator but instead from another family or even a sect?

Yan Ming's mind raced as he carefully sized up Lin Xuan from head to toe. No, sect disciples had specific attire; even the sons and nephews of various families would not dress so shabbily. This youngster was dressed in the standard garb of a scattered cultivator.

Perhaps this fellow was just one of those lucky ones who unexpectedly struck it rich.

With that thought, Yan Ming's expression turned arrogant once more: "This young master will offer two hundred and seventy Essence Cleansing Pills."

"Two hundred and eight!"

"Two hundred and nine."

"Two hundred!" Lin Xuan gritted his teeth. Spirit Control Technique was something he had to get; after all this preparation, how could he return empty-handed?

...

Sweat trickled down Yan Ming's forehead. He never expected that this unremarkable youngster would have such a plentiful supply of medicinal pills. Although the Yan Family was an average-sized cultivation family with several hundred years of history, their assets were not abundant. Two hundred Essence Cleansing Pills could already strain the entire family and even require selling many treasures.

But his father had given strict orders before leaving: under no circumstances should he fail to acquire a middle-grade cultivation technique. His father, as the clan leader, was about to break through a bottleneck and enter the Foundation Establishment stage but lacked suitable techniques.

The bidding voices attracted other cultivators nearby, drawing their attention with murmurs of discussion.

"Good heavens, two hundred Essence Cleansing Pills."

"Where did this youngster come from? How can he be so wealthy that he dares to compete with cultivation families?"

"What wealth? Foolish and bold. Wait and see; even if he gets that technique, he will bring disaster upon himself."

"Humph! That's not certain. Since he isn't afraid of the Yan Family, his mentor might be a powerful figure."

...

These words echoed in Yan Ming's thoughts. After all, such behavior from a scattered cultivator was too strange. As more people gathered to watch, Lin Xuan's face darkened slightly. If this continued, things would only get worse; he needed to act quickly.

Cut through the chaos!

He pulled out an jade bottle and placed it carefully on the stall: "Add two hundred lower-grade Essence Cleansing Pills to this item. Will you sell?"

What is this?

All cultivators wondered aloud. The Lingyun Sect cultivator manning the stall had just snapped back from his shock; he hadn't expected a common middle-grade cultivation technique to fetch such good prices.

But Lin Xuan's solemn expression indicated it was no ordinary item.

The vendor swallowed hard, opened the bottle, and a refreshing aroma wafted out. Inside lay a small, pale-blue pill.

Middle-grade Essence Cleansing Pill!

Though he had never seen one before, most cultivators recognized its description from books—its color and scent were spot-on.

Someone gasped in surprise!

Others stood dumbfounded, even Yan Ming, who had previously shown arrogance, now gaped open-mouthed. They could not have imagined a scattered cultivator possessing middle-grade pills.

In the cultivation world, alchemy was an extremely skilled task; even lower-grade pills had only a 50-60% success rate, and middle-grade ones were less than one-fifth that. It required experienced alchemists, and even Drifting Cloud Valley such sects could not produce them. Only a few truly ancient and prestigious families with thousands of years of history produced some middle-grade pills for their elite disciples.

Theoretically, one middle-grade pill was worth ten lower-grade ones, but in reality, it was far more valuable. Properly speaking, no one would do such foolishness; the medicinal power of middle-grade pills was a different level from that of lower-grade ones, especially during breakthroughs.

As everyone greedily eyed the middle-grade pill, their gazes turned increasingly bewildered toward Lin Xuan. A scattered cultivator could never afford to produce middle-grade pills—was this Lin Xuan playing a pig and tiger strategy?

"Alright, will you sell?"

"Yes!"

The Lingyun Sect stallholder clutched the middle-grade pill tightly, as if fearing Lin Xuan would change his mind. Yan Ming hesitated, his lips moving silently before he remained silent. With their family's finances, two hundred lower-grade pills were already a stretch; middle-grade pills were out of the question. His doubts grew, and he no longer regarded Lin Xuan as an ordinary scattered cultivator.

After the deal was made, Lin Xuan stowed away the jade cylinder in his storage bracelet without delay, pushing through the crowd to leave the square.

He did not return to the Eagle Nest Pavilion; all his treasures were stored in his storage ring. He used a teleportation array to exit Lingyun Sect and then employed Wind Control Technique to descend Mount Tianzhu.

Along the way, Lin Xuan cautiously released his divine sense, indeed detecting several groups following him. However, he was neither surprised nor anxious—this was expected after making such a big fuss acquiring a middle-grade cultivation technique; if no one had ill intentions, that would be strange.

Want to kill and steal treasure?

Lin Xuan's lips curled in a mocking smile. He circled around the area for a few moments before arriving at a small valley near Mount Tianzhu. The surroundings were rocky and rugged, like a natural maze.

Pausing, Lin Xuan took out a red talisman from his storage bracelet, holding it in his hand. A look of reluctance flashed across his eyes but he hesitated, then stuck the talisman to himself, crossed his legs, and began mumbling under his breath.

Under the influence of essence energy, the talisman glowed brightly, enveloping Lin Xuan's body in a white mist. Moments later, the mist dissipated, and Lin Xuan vanished from sight.

This was an invisibility talisman—its name said it all; it had the effect of making one invisible. This was why Lin Xuan hesitated earlier.

With this invisibility talisman, he could remain unseen for three hours while concealing his essence energy fluctuations, even to Foundation Establishment experts. However, there were downsides: he couldn't move during that time or the talisman would lose its effect.

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