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第四卷 七星岛 第五百七十五章 元婴红绫

In the midst of a fierce battle between an old monster and a stone lion, Lin Xuan also encountered something.

At this moment, he stood beside a small pond. His expression was grave.

"Where did that Corpse Infant go?"

Lin Xuan frowned as he looked before him. A winding path led into the depths of the misty clouds.

Originally, Lin Xuan had been following the terrifying monster secretly with some secret technique. The Corpse Infant had a characteristic: although it excelled in various bizarre and evil spells, its divine sense was not particularly strong, roughly equivalent to that of a Condensation Core中期 cultivator.

In other words, it was slightly worse than Lin himself.

With the help of Hidden Spirit Pills and Concealment Techniques, Lin Xuan didn't fear being discovered. However, things went smoothly until here, where the monster inexplicably vanished. Lin Xuan's expression was naturally terrible because there seemed to be some kind of restriction set up here that greatly limited his divine sense.

"Which path should I take?"

Lin Xuan looked at the several paths before him and rubbed his forehead, his face full of contemplation.

Moon emerged from his sleeves. Seeing her master in a dilemma, the little girl naturally wouldn't sit idly by. She widened her eyes and began to search for any clues.

Suddenly, she sniffed delicately with her nose and her expression changed.

Pointing at the third path on the left: "Master, it seems this way. I sensed residual Corpse Qi."

"Oh."

Lin Xuan was overjoyed and hurriedly walked towards that path, carefully identifying the faint Corpse Qi. Indeed, there was very slight Corpse Qi, but in such small quantities that he might not have noticed without Moon's hint.

Girls' intuition is indeed sharp. Of course, this was also due to Moon being a yin spirit body, naturally more sensitive to these ghostly matters.

With an appreciative glance at the little girl, Lin Xuan turned slightly and the green light around him instantly became dazzling as he enveloped Moon, vanishing from sight.

The small lake returned to its silence. Half a cup of tea passed before a pebble the size of a goose egg suddenly rolled without wind, flipping several times before transforming into a tiny figure no more than an inch high.

This figure resembled an infant but had dry, withered skin and no blood color on its face; even its eyeballs were grayish-white, sending shivers down one's spine. It was indeed the Corpse Infant.

This guy hadn't gone far but used some bizarre illusion to transform into a stone, hiding nearby.

At this moment, he grinned, looked at the path Lin Xuan had chosen, and began muttering:

"This boy is brave and meticulous, but his extensive knowledge is his downfall. He knows that our Corpse Infant's divine sense is inferior to those of our peers. He thought I wouldn't notice him following."

"Hmph. Why say such cold words now? Although he's only a Condensation Core中期 cultivator, the power of concealment and hiding is formidable. If not for my reminder, you might not have noticed," another悦耳 voice suddenly sounded, but with a hint of disdain and disgust: "Still, I didn't expect Brother Senior to survive for a million years in such an abhorrent Corpse Infant form."

The owner of that voice seemed the monster's companion, speaking without any reservations.

Upon hearing this, the Corpse Infant paused but wasn't angry. Turning his head, he stared at some empty space on the lake: "So many years have passed. Sister still speaks so harshly. What of it? We cultivators seek to escape the cycle of life and death, aiming for eternal survival. After entering the Separation Stage as a魔 cultivator, we become demons or monsters. Brother is already content to live. As for whether I'm a ghost, what does that matter? It's you who are bold enough to interfere in our elders' disputes during the internal strife."

"How so?" The woman's voice grew cold when she mentioned it, though still pleasant and melodious.

"Nothing. I merely express admiration. After all, both Uncle Li and Master Senior are滞留在人间的 Separation Stage cultivators. Your daring to intervene in their conflicts is beyond what an ordinary person could do," the Corpse Infant said with a smile.

"Oh, Brother Senior is mocking me?" The woman was initially angry but then seemed to think of something, becoming calm: "Back then, you two brothers also fought each other."

"Enough, Sister. Even though we serve different masters, time changes everything. Now that Uncle Li and Master Senior are both gone, what enmity remains? If I hold a grudge, why would I have freed myself from the玄冰禁制?"

The woman's voice fell silent. After several minutes, a tiny元婴 appeared on the opposite side of the lake.

This元婴 had a clear and handsome appearance with full skin tone, vastly different from the Corpse Infant. Indeed, it was an ordinary human cultivator's元婴, not a ghostly monster.

She sighed softly: "Brother Senior is right. With time passing, all grudges should be like clouds dissipating. Speaking of those days, if I hadn't been blinded by my desire to please Uncle Li and sealed in the玄冰禁制, I wouldn't have been trapped. But fortune and misfortune go hand in hand; this state of apparent death saved me from the great calamity that destroyed our sect. Without it, even if I had survived then, I would have long exhausted my lifespan."

"Good. Red Silk should be grateful to Brother Senior for rescuing me from the玄冰禁制," the red-robed woman said with a smile. "But repaying your kindness by leading one person and one ghost astray is also a form of repayment. The great array was set up personally by Master Senior back then, using only a fragment of his divine sense. Killing two Condensation Core中期 cultivators should be easy for a Separation Stage cultivator's power. Brother can now rest assured."

The Corpse Infant didn't believe this and furrowed his brow, asking:

"What do you mean? Don't you plan to go with me to retrieve the treasure?"

"Treasure? I no longer care about it. As Brother Senior said, we are lucky to have survived that great calamity. Red Silk doesn't want to take risks. Besides, so many years have passed; what remains in the central hall is uncertain."

"Sister," the Corpse Infant was stunned and opened his mouth as if he wanted to persuade her.

"Enough, Brother Senior. Although we can put aside our grudges with a smile, we were once enemies for different masters. We fought to the death. Do you think we can become friends or cooperate?" The woman's voice suddenly turned cold: "Brother, take care of yourself. I bid you farewell."

After saying this, a flash of red light appeared as that元婴 used Instantaneous Movement and vanished without a trace.

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