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第三卷 幽州乱 第五百章 异兆

Time passed unnoticed. One day, Lin Xuan was meditating in his cave dwelling when a green demonic flame the size of an egg floated before him.

After nearly ninety days of continuous refinement, the碧幻幽火 had changed somewhat from its previous state. Its color had deepened, and at the center of the flame, there was now a faintly visible droplet of poison that refused to dissipate.

This was a refined and deadly poison. Normally hidden within the flames, it could injure enemies without them realizing it. Lin Xuan believed that even an old monster in the元婴 stage would be affected by this poison to some degree.

With this thought, he felt more confident. Even if he were to catch the eye of someone like the Heavenly Deity Ghost Emperor again, although he still wouldn't be able to resist, at least he would have a bit of strength left for retaliation.

Lin Xuan opened his eyes and saw satisfaction in them as he slowly absorbed the flame back into his body.

Suddenly, a loud rumbling sound reached his ears. The ground shook, causing the entire cave dwelling to tremble. Lin Xuan was momentarily stunned but quickly reacted, moving outside the mountain's surface.

The Spirit Herb Mountain was bustling with activity. Thousands of disciples had rushed out from their practice grounds, faces filled with shock and whispers about what had happened. A few knew the truth and were overjoyed, though with a hint of envy in their expressions. The true joy came from the fact that the Master Immortal was now at the critical stage of condensing an元婴.

Lin Xuan glanced at the chaotic crowd and frowned. As the young master, he felt it was time to do something. Otherwise, when his mentor emerged from seclusion or Dugu Old Monster returned, things would be awkward.

With that thought in mind, Lin Xuan flew to a central location among several peaks, waving his sleeves. A small golden tripod appeared and began to grow as it caught the wind, transforming into a seven-meter-tall, gleaming giant artifact.

This dazzling object naturally attracted the attention of the disciples. Although few recognized him as the young master, everyone knew about the "Golden Tripod," a symbol of the sect's authority.

The expressions on their faces changed, and they all bowed in respect.

"Disciples, listen up. This strange phenomenon is due to the Master Immortal condensing an元婴. Do not be alarmed; return to your positions and guard against external threats." Lin Xuan spoke with a clear voice that echoed through every disciple's ears.

A murmur spread among those who were unaware of what was happening. However, Spirit Herb Mountain was different from smaller sects. Under the guidance of their elders, most disciples quickly left the area.

The original restrictions had already been lifted, and now the entire entrance to the mountain was on high alert with patrolling cultivators everywhere. Even if there were no external threats, it would be impossible for any intruders to gain an advantage in a short time.

Lin Xuan's lips curled into a smile as he suddenly turned his head to look left. Six different-colored beams of light shone brightly and moved at lightning speed, appearing almost instantly before him.

The beams faded, revealing six cultivators with distinct appearances.

These were the six senior enforcers whom Lin Xuan had met for the second time.

"Young Master came early. Last time I didn't know your identity, so please forgive my rudeness," said Shen傲天, whose appearance and demeanor closely resembled those of the White-Plume Sword Immortal, with a warm smile as he bowed respectfully.

"Brother Shen, where are you coming from? You all are pillars that support our sect. I am but a latecomer who has benefited from my master's favor; how could I dare accept such a grand gesture?" Dugu Old Monster clearly did not want to establish good relations with the six senior enforcers, but Lin Xuan was smart enough and deliberately went against this.

Hearing Lin Xuan’s "understanding of propriety," the expressions of the other five softened as they smiled. They began to engage in superficial pleasantries, bowing to each other.

As peak-stage condensation cultivators, these were old foxes who had lived for several hundred years. While their cunning might not surpass Lin Xuan's, his words and actions created a harmonious atmosphere.

"Previously, my disciples were scattered across various regions. I was in charge of the southern part of Yinzhou. However, I heard that Young Master is a cultivation prodigy who condensed a golden core within a century. At first, I had doubts but now realize that hearsay is far from the truth," Shen傲天 stroked his beard and praised Lin Xuan while subtly hinting at something.

"Indeed, not only did Young Master condense a core successfully, but he also advanced to mid-stage in just a few years. Such a prodigy is rare even once every thousand years. It seems that reaching the元婴 realm is inevitable," said the middle-aged beautiful woman, one of the six senior enforcers, with a slight smile and a hint of envy.

"Xinguan Senior Sister flatters me. I am merely fortunate. My current cultivation is fraught with difficulties. Please advise us on how to improve our skills," Lin Xuan's words were half-true; he did not want to draw too much attention by showing off his abilities, and these six cultivators indeed had a significant advantage in terms of cultivation.

Regardless of their true intentions, the surface-level relationships remained amicable. The tall, thin old man who had previously insulted Shen傲天 continued to be cold and distant.

This person was named Hu, but Lin Xuan knew little about him. Seeing this situation, he secretly kept his guard up.

"Young Master…" Shen傲天 started speaking when suddenly his body stiffened as a strange glint of light flashed in his eyes.

The others sensed something too and stopped talking, releasing their spiritual senses to perceive the surroundings. The opportunity to witness an immortal condensing was rare, and any insights gained could greatly aid their future cultivation.

The six cultivators did not miss this chance.

Meanwhile, on the summit of Spirit Herb Mountain, Xu锦青, who had been meditating in a solitary cave dwelling, opened his eyes with a look of satisfaction.

It had begun.

The Immortal Feathers True Man's place of seclusion was not his original cave but a hidden valley about ten miles away. He chose this location for more than just secrecy; it was the source of the Spirit Pulse here, where the energy was most abundant.

According to common sense, no one should build a dwelling near a source, as accidentally damaging the Spirit Pulse could be disastrous. However, adding an additional元婴 cultivator would greatly benefit the sect. To slightly increase his chances of condensing, Xu锦青 ignored this taboo.

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