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第三卷 幽州乱 第四百五十七章 诡异的气息

Two women led the way. Lin Xuan naturally found his way to the branch of Spirit Medicine Mountain with ease, and it was no surprise that he encountered a team of low-grade cultivators preparing for an expedition.

Seeing his two sought-after senior sisters alongside this unfamiliar young man, the disciples were both surprised and puzzled. They gathered around him in a flash, ready to interrogate him. However, Lin Xuan had no time for such trivialities and immediately revealed his token.

Upon seeing it, their expressions turned from surprise to joy. They quickly produced a sound transmission talisman and surrounded Lin Xuan as they led him into the branch hall.

After about a cup of tea's worth of time, the light grew intense. Lin Xuan swept his divine sense across the area and found that there were actually hundreds of cultivators waiting for him.

At the forefront were two streaks of purple light, while the rest maintained a certain distance from them.

Among the hundreds of lights, about one-fifth were Foundation Establishment stage cultivators, with the rest being Flexible Spirit Period disciples. Lin Xuan frowned and wore an expression of deep thought on his face.

"Ahaha, I did not know that Young Master was visiting; my apologies for not greeting you at the entrance. Please forgive me."

The purple light approached him, revealing a man and a woman.

The man appeared to be around forty years old, with an ordinary appearance and somewhat thin frame, but he exuded a surprising aura—indeed, he was a late-stage Core Formation cultivator.

The woman looked much younger, only in her mid-twenties, though she had many crow's feet at the corners of her eyes. Her cultivation method seemed to have little effect on her appearance; it was just well-maintained.

Their levels were the same, having recently entered the middle stage of Core Formation.

From their demeanor, they appeared to be a couple practicing dual cultivation together.

"Ahaha, Elder Brother is too kind. May I ask your esteemed name?"

"I beg your pardon. I am Zhou Mian, and this is my junior sister, Cao Yue," said the thin man, who was unusually talkative, showing an extraordinary level of politeness.

Lin Xuan did not relax his vigilance despite this. He maintained a warm appearance as he chatted with them for a few moments.

"Thankfully, Young Master has returned safely. I heard you went to the Ten Thousand Mountains; our sect leader has been very concerned."

"I thank you for your concern. How is my revered senior?" Lin Xuan wore a smile on his face.

"Of course, Senior Brother Tongyu is well. Not only is he in good health, but his cultivation has greatly advanced. He's preparing to form an infant," Zhou Mian said with an involuntary look of envy.

"Oh?" Lin Xuan was surprised but quickly showed a relieved expression. Senior Brother Tongyu, that old fox, had always been a prodigy with exceptional talent; it was expected that he would eventually become an Immortal Core cultivator someday.

However, the way they addressed him made Lin Xuan feel slightly awkward as he shook his head.

Speaking of cultivation rules in the world of cultivators, they were vastly different from those in secular martial arts—strength and power held sway. Even seniority followed this rule.

At the same level, one was considered a peer; when their cultivation improved, so did their seniority.

Thus, it often happened that disciples who entered together would initially be on equal footing but years later found themselves as junior or senior brothers.

Of course, there were exceptions, such as Lin Xuan and Senior Brother Tongyu, who had formally undergone the拜师ritual. Even if Lin Xuan became a Core Formation cultivator like him, he still needed to address him as teacher.

Under their escort, Lin Xuan entered the branch hall. To his surprise, there was no禁制, which explained why he felt no spiritual energy upon arrival. He frowned but did not speak.

"Senior Brother Zhou, are you and Senior Sister Cao the only Core Formation cultivators here?"

"Not exactly; Zheng Junior Brother is also present. A few days ago, we discovered a potential location for treasure, so Zheng went with some others."

"Hmm," Lin Xuan nodded. After entering the branch hall, they dispersed the other disciples and led him to a beautiful pavilion.

"Young Master, this place cannot compare to Spirit Medicine Mountain; it is rather simple and lacks good spiritual veins. Please forgive us for its shortcomings," Zhou Mian said with a bow, expressing some regret.

"I thank you, esteemed couple. It's no trouble at all; I am merely staying here temporarily."

"Temporarily? Is Young Master in a hurry to leave?"

"Of course. I have been away from the sect for a long time and will rest for one day before returning to Spirit Medicine Mountain," Lin Xuan glanced at them: "By the way, those two girls who came with me are said to have violated our sect's rules. They seem quite lively and obedient; perhaps we met by fate. Elder Brother, could you give them a chance?"

"Aha, Young Master, that is nothing. A small matter indeed; how could I not show you favor?" Zhou Mian was taken aback but then waved his hand generously: "Young Master, if there's anything else you need, just say the word."

"Nothing more," Lin Xuan shook his head.

"Since so, my esteemed couple can leave me to rest. Goodbye for now."

"The esteemed couple may go as well."

Lin Xuan bowed in farewell. However, when their figures disappeared, his expression turned serious. This branch hall indeed had issues; although the two masked it well, Lin Xuan's divine sense was far beyond what they anticipated.

He sensed an eerie aura emanating from them—neither like that of a monster nor a ghost. What exactly it was, Lin Xuan could not say for sure.

But he had carefully examined their spiritual platforms and found them clear and responsive, showing no signs of possession by any other entity.

Yet this anomaly required explanation. After a moment's silence, a hint of mockery appeared at the corner of his mouth. It was indeed tricky but nothing to fear with his cultivation level; it might even be an opportunity.

Lin Xuan looked up at the pavilion in front of him. It was a two-story building, elegant and unique, constructed from an unknown white stone. If placed in the secular world, it would rival the luxurious residences of emperors.

The surrounding environment was beautiful but lacked spiritual veins, making it an excellent place for cultivation if not for that issue.

Lin Xuan stepped inside and released his divine sense to thoroughly search the entire pavilion. He found no abnormalities; Zhou Mian had indeed been clever enough not to make a move that would alert others.

With a flick of his sleeve, several array flags appeared in his hand. Lin Xuan skillfully set them around the pavilion, creating an array formation that made it his private domain.

Lin Xuan breathed a sigh of relief as he closed his eyes and began meditating. According to his initial plan, the first thing he would do upon arriving at the branch hall was visit the treasure vault. The Spirit Cloud Mountain had received so many heavenly treasures; their sect's gains were likely substantial too. The Nine Day Bright Moon Ring was missing only two materials, which were not particularly rare.

However, given the current situation, he needed to address the immediate problem first. Otherwise, even if he obtained the treasures, he would have no peace to focus on cultivation.

With that thought, Lin Xuan continued his meditation.

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