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第三卷 幽州乱 第四百八十三章 红粉散人

The Taoist reached out to touch his beard, his face showing some hesitation.

Just as he was indecisive about what to do, a sudden surge of mist appeared before him, revealing a path.

"Since the two seniors have come, please wait outside the cave for a moment."

It happened that Lin Xuan had just successfully refined a treasure item this morning. After months of hard work, he finally achieved his goal.

However, it left him quite exhausted. He was meditating in his cave to recover his energy when he received a message from Yue'er.

Lin Xuan opened the scroll and exchanged glances with the middle-aged scholar and Taoist. They waved their sleeves and walked into the cave without hesitation...

Three days later, a faint gray light sped through the occupied zone. The light was subtle, concealing its essence qi, and its color unremarkable. Clearly, the owner had used some illusionary techniques to avoid drawing attention.

Suddenly, the light dimmed as it landed in a valley. Three figures appeared, indistinct but visible.

Two young women in their prime and an ordinary-looking youth.

Lin Xuan turned around to survey his surroundings; this was indeed the place he was looking for.

The day before with the two seniors, they brought True Immortal Tongyu's edict, instructing Lin Xuan to leave immediately and return to Spirit Medicine Mountain.

This was as expected. Lin Xuan happily accepted.

He had gained much in the occupied zone but also many enemies. It was time to return to a safer place.

Of course, Lin Xuan didn't plan on going alone.

There were too many lingering spirits here. The youth beside him was no ordinary expert.

Over the next few hours, various cultivators arrived—solitary figures and small groups. Only four people were at the condensation stage, including Lin Xuan. Everyone else was at the middle to late base stage. In other words, the women by his side were at the bottom of the heap.

Especially Renshen, who was at the peak of the灵动期. For her age, she was a standout among disciples but stood out here.

However, no one dared to have any ill intentions toward them. The youth beside them was an expert not to be trifled with.

People greeted each other and whispered in small groups. Some simply sat meditating like Lin Xuan. Though they waited longer than expected, patience was a virtue among cultivators.

After some time, a fragrant aroma wafted through the air, reminiscent of orchids.

Lin Xuan's eyes snapped open as he set up a minor禁制 to protect himself and the two women. Other cultivators hurriedly did the same; it was dangerous times in this occupied zone.

Despite spirits and cultivators not often using poisons, various protective禁制 sprouted like mushrooms after rain.

However, soon everyone realized their efforts were futile. The fragrance had no effect on clearing one's mind or improving concentration.

"What is that?"

"Could it be Fairy Fragrance?"

"Nonsense. A fairy would never emit such a foul stench."

"Hush, Black Old Three. I advise you to be careful with your words. Idle chatter can bring trouble. This fragrance is peculiar but not poisonous."

"Heh, Brother Huang, thank you for the concern. But I'm not afraid of anything. Unencumbered and free, I am a lone cultivator. I may not boast about other skills, but I excel in earth and wood遁术. Even if I offend someone, can't I just run away?"

Lin Xuan opened his eyes to see Black Old Three, a lanky middle-aged man about ten feet away. His face was ugly, dark and sallow. Lin Xuan smiled; this was the notorious Black Old Three.

It was well-known that in the cultivation world, one's lifespan far exceeded ordinary people. With age came wisdom, and those who lived long enough became cunning and ruthless. Speech became even more slippery.

However, Black Old Three was known for his straightforwardness. He couldn't help but speak his mind, often offending powerful experts with his blunt tongue.

But at the same time, he was unmatched in earth and wood遁术. His ability to run away when defeated made him a formidable opponent.

With such advantages, it wasn't surprising that he dared to be so bold here.

Suddenly, a pink lightning bolt descended from the sky.

It was indeed pink. Lin Xuan's eyebrows raised; this strange power was not unfamiliar to his vast experience.

Black Old Three was equally surprised but quickly reacted, emitting yellow light as he prepared to use earth遁术.

However, nothing happened. The soft earth suddenly hardened like iron. Black Old Three's face turned pale. He knew he had angered a formidable opponent who had set up this禁制 without his knowledge on the mountain top.

"Senior, please spare my life."

Before he could finish, the pink lightning bolt struck.

More bizarrely, Black Old Three didn't turn to charcoal; instead, his bones melted while his flesh remained intact. His body turned into a pile of mud but still wasn't dead.

This cruel and evil magic shocked everyone. Many trembled in fear.

The opponent had not yet revealed himself but already caused a commotion. The strange fragrance grew stronger. Finally, a pink cloud appeared on the horizon.

It expanded to cover an area about ten feet wide. Such grandeur in this occupied zone was truly audacious.

Lin Xuan frowned but quickly regained his composure. He wore a calm expression as if nothing had happened.

Yuling and Renshen were naturally alarmed but calmed down when they saw their master's composed demeanor.

However, other cultivators stood up, turning their serious gazes to the sky. The cloud moved swiftly, appearing far away at first but reaching them in moments. It hovered above, and no one inside showed any sign of alarm, causing others to grow tense.

Many reached for their storage bags, but they didn't show any hostility. Black Old Three's fate was clear; everyone could only be wary.

Suddenly, an old man realized the source of the pink cloud, his face turning from white to red and back again in a fascinating display.

"Old Man Wu, do you know who this is?" A nearby cultivator whispered.

The old man shook his head, unwilling to speak. He seemed afraid that mentioning the name would bring trouble.

However, not everyone was as inexperienced. Another black-robed giant recognized him and whispered the news to his companion.

"Red Powder Recluse." Lin Xuan's expression changed. With his divine sense, he easily overheard a base-stage cultivator's transmission.

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