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第四十四章 行藏暴露

Unintentionally overhearing this great secret, Lin Xuan even dared not breathe a single breath. Although it was just snippets of conversation, from the discussion between the Yan family father and son, he could already piece together the general sequence of events.

The head of the Yan family is an expert at the Flexible Spirit Period, on the verge of entering the Foundation Establishment stage. Originally, he planned for his son to take advantage of Lingyun Sect's dissolution to acquire a mid-grade cultivation technique, but unexpectedly, Lin Xuan managed to buy it first.

This enraged Yan Tianheng greatly. The Yan family is merely an average-sized cultivation clan with no power to operate behind the scenes. With only one mid-grade cultivation technique available for sale and that being snatched by another party, Yan Tianheng had no choice but to take a risk and ambush another cultivation clan, seizing their mid-grade technique.

The Wang family, originally the largest cultivation clan in this area, was the main leader of Piao Yun Valley. Although they later broke away from the valley, they still maintained good relations with it. With over one hundred cultivators, including three Foundation Establishment experts, their strength ranked among the top in the surrounding regions.

However, fate was against them. The three elders of the Wang family were at a critical juncture in their cultivation practices and did not expect anyone to dare attack them. Thus, they only sent some juniors to participate in this grand meeting, which Yan Tianheng seized as an opportunity to murder and plunder.

Having analyzed the sequence of events, Lin Xuan naturally dared not move. He already had a grudge with Yan Ming and now heard their dirty dealings; if exposed, the other party would surely kill him to cover their tracks.

The Yan family father and son were ruthless, but they weren't weak. Yan Tianheng was just one step away from Foundation Establishment, while Yan Ming's cultivation technique was at the fourth layer as well.

Of course, in the worst-case scenario, Lin Xuan wouldn't be caught off guard. If a fight broke out, he still had a chance. Firstly, his Ice Needle Technique was mid-grade, but its power wasn't inferior to lower-grade techniques. Secondly, he had collected many talismans; besides the hundred low-grade ones from Zhang Yu and Zhou Yan, there were also several mid-grade ones.

Lastly, of course, there were spiritual artifacts. While the other two weren't mentioned, he was quite proficient with the Golden Chain. Although the Drive Object Technique could only unleash part of its power, it could still be used as a trump card.

Although Lin Xuan had some confidence in himself, he wouldn't initiate a fight with the two cultivators. After all, one of them was an expert at the Flexible Spirit Period. Better to avoid trouble than to seek it out. It seemed that both were planning to spend the night here, so Lin Xuan could only sigh about his bad luck and prepare to sleep in the branches.

A flock of geese called out overhead, and Yan Tianheng stood up. The dry food didn't taste good, but with prey right there, he decided to shoot one down for dinner.

Seeing him look up, Lin Xuan inwardly cursed, not daring to think too much as his figure flickered and descended from the branch. This wasn't rashness; since Yan Tianheng was looking up, his concealment technique would definitely be exposed. It was better to strike first than wait for an attack.

After hearing their dirty dealings, the Yan family father and son couldn't let him go unscathed. If they had to tear down the facade, it might as well be Lin Xuan who took the initiative.

The presence of someone on top of a tree startled both Yan family members. Upon seeing Lin Xuan's appearance, Yan Ming exclaimed in shock: "Father, he...he is that person who bought the mid-grade pill and acquired the cultivation technique..."

Before his words were finished, red light flashed before their eyes as several fireballs about the size of buckets hurtled towards them.

Lin Xuan summoned a flame talisman with one hand while preparing an ice bolt spell with the other. Sibilant sounds filled the air as the spells began to take effect. More strangely, Lin Xuan's mouth held another talisman; under the influence of his spirit energy, it turned into smoke and sank into the ground.

Yan Ming was alarmed. Although low-grade fireballs and ice bolts could not kill him outright, being hit by them would still be fatal. In his panic, this nobleman showed signs of inexperience, fumbling around and failing to activate his Qi Shield as he tried to dodge to one side.

However, such clumsiness had already fallen into Lin Xuan's trap—the Sand Flow Technique, a deadly ambush.

The sand sucked his feet down, and the fireballs and ice bolts were already rushing towards him. Yan Ming's expression turned pale; although he was also at the fourth layer of Flexible Spirit cultivation, having grown up pampered and rarely facing danger, this was his first encounter with such peril.

"Useless!"

Lin Xuan sneered inwardly. Cultivators who relied on their family strength to bully the weak and fear the strong were destined for nothing. Seeing Yan Ming about to be hit by a spell, a figure moved over and pulled him aside.

The head of the Yan family!

Lin Xuan's expression turned serious; this was his true enemy. To avoid being ambushed, Lin Xuan had already attacked the weaker Yan Ming as soon as he appeared, hoping to take out an enemy unawares. At first, it went smoothly—Yan Ming's cultivation wasn't weak but belonged to a useless aristocrat. However, the head of the Yan family reacted quickly.

Although he saved his son's life, he couldn't guarantee that Yan Ming would be unharmed. A single ice bolt hit Yan Ming in the chest, causing him to bleed profusely. Seizing the opportunity when the head of the Yan family exposed himself while saving his son, Lin Xuan naturally wouldn't let this chance slip away.

He reached into his robe and pulled out five more talismans. With spirit energy guiding them, he threw the talismans up into the air...

Boom!

Instantly, a wave of heat hit him as the five talismans transformed into dozens of fireballs, hurtling towards the Yan family father and son...

Yan Tianheng's expression darkened; he hadn't expected this young man to be so decisive in his actions. His attack was ruthless, with no wasted words.

Compared to his own son, who was weak in battle despite having decent cultivation techniques, Lin Xuan felt a great distance between them. While his son could not even use one-tenth of his strength, he had become a burden instead of an asset.

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