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第四卷 七星岛 第六百零五章 魔幽门与浩然宗

Lin Xuan stepped out of the遁光 and walked into the area with a spring in his step. He had no intention of concealing his cultivation, for this was a sixth-level island where high-ranking cultivators were numerous. Although the number of late-stage condensation core cultivators wasn't particularly large, it was unlikely to attract attention on the streets. Moreover, Lin Xuan's appearance was rather ordinary; he blended into the crowd easily and would be quickly forgotten.

The market town wasn’t very big, with simple and朴素 arrangements. However, there were many cultivators bustling about, making the place quite lively. It seemed that either a significant power in the vicinity didn't exist, or it was located at an important intersection.

Since he had arrived here, Lin Xuan wasn't in a rush. The abilities of those old monsters might be limitless, but they couldn’t follow him all the way to this place. He could take his time browsing around.

Lin Xuan moved through the market town, searching for shops that sold information. However, it seemed he had bad luck today; after a cup of tea’s worth of time, he still hadn't found anything. Feeling somewhat agitated, his brows suddenly lifted as he stopped walking. He was currently on a relatively secluded path with few people around.

"Have you been following me for so long, do you intend to do something untoward?" Lin Xuan turned and stared at an empty space behind him, his tone cold and ominous.

A hoarse voice responded, "Mistress, there's a misunderstanding. I did act suspiciously, but I have no ill intentions. Instead, I wish to give you a grand gift."

A flash of green light appeared from the seemingly empty space, revealing a person.

Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes and looked at him with a blank expression. This was a middle-aged cultivator, sturdy in build, yet his demeanor and tone were somewhat cunning. His cultivation level wasn't particularly high or low; he seemed to be around mid-stage foundation establishment.

Most people would have been wary upon seeing the middle-aged man's uncertain behavior, but Lin Xuan felt relieved. Such individuals were like street urchins—they couldn’t achieve much and had no connection with those old monsters.

Despite his thoughts, Lin Xuan maintained a cold expression on his face.

"A grand gift? Let me hear about it. If you're just trying to fool me, you should know the consequences..."

Before he could finish speaking, an overwhelming spiritual pressure spread out, leaving the man nowhere to hide. It felt like being caught by a venomous snake; even moving a finger became incredibly difficult.

Fortunately, this feeling was fleeting. He understood that Lin Xuan was merely intimidating him, and his heart raced with fear. However, he managed to maintain composure as he hurriedly said, "Mistress, don't worry so much. I wouldn’t dare lie. Indeed, I want to give you a grand gift..."

"Cut the nonsense; get to the point."

Lin Xuan's expression showed impatience. The middle-aged man dared not waste any more time: "I noticed that you came from afar and wondered if you might be interested in participating in today’s secret market auction?"

Secret market auction?

Upon hearing this, Lin Xuan’s expression softened. It was well-known that cultivators exchanged and purchased items at the坊市, but truly rare treasures were often not displayed publicly; they were secretly auctioned by major powers.

Unlike the坊市, participants in these secret auctions weren’t open to everyone; one needed substantial wealth. And since a cultivator’s worth generally matched their cultivation level, those who could enter such auctions were usually high-ranking cultivators. Lin Xuan had participated a few times before and found that the items there were indeed impressive. Hearing this man mention it, he felt his interest piqued.

Since he was in a new place, it wouldn’t hurt to go and see what was on offer.

With this thought, his expression softened as he casually tossed two middle-grade crystal stones at the other: "There’s such an event? Then please lead the way."

"Haha, you’re too kind," the middle-aged man said, delighted by Lin Xuan's generous gesture. He had brought in a wealthy patron, and if he bought something valuable in the secret market, he would receive a good share of the profits. Thus, he became even more respectful as he led the way, guiding Lin Xuan through winding paths to a secluded part of the market town.

"My name is Zhang Feng; though I’m just an independent cultivator, I was born and raised on this Spin Peak Island. If you have any questions about this place, feel free to ask," said the middle-aged man with a slick smile, clearly aware of Lin Xuan’s interest.

Lin Xuan was surprised but nodded in approval. Since he had initiated the conversation, there was no need for him to be polite: "Since that's the case, I’ll trouble you to explain everything in detail; I will pay you accordingly."

For such a superficial person, direct and straightforward persuasion worked best.

Hearing this, Zhang Feng’s face lit up with joy. He rubbed his hands together and said, "Sir, what do you wish to know?"

"Alright, tell me about the Spin Peak Island. How big is it, and which major forces are there?"

Zhang Feng was taken aback by the question. It seemed this senior had no knowledge of anything; he must have arrived here completely in the dark?

Could it be that he was being pursued for something elsewhere and ended up here?

Perhaps fate had played a hand, and his guess was correct.

Though confused, Zhang Feng wouldn’t waste time asking questions. The cultivation world was full of danger, and words could bring trouble. If this young senior misunderstood him, he might end up dead at the hands of the inexperienced.

Thinking about it, he broke out in a cold sweat and quickly dispelled all his thoughts. He explained seriously: "Haha, if you want to know about this, I’m just the right person. The Spin Peak Island’s size is hard to say, but as a sixth-level island, it’s no small matter. There are seventy-two cities where ordinary people live, and two more cities solely for cultivators..."

Lin Xuan was struck by the revelation of seventy-two cities; even in Youzhou, there weren’t that many. This was just a sixth-level island; how much larger must the Seven Stars Island be?

With so many cities, the area couldn’t be small.

"Which major forces are there?"

"There are countless sects and clans, but it would take some time to list them all. However, the two largest are the Righteousness Sect and the Dark Abyss Gate; they stand together, jointly controlling this sixth-level island."

Another case of righteousness and darkness coexisting. Lin Xuan smiled slightly. The good and bad in the cultivation world were hard to define; what was considered righteous or evil depended on one’s cultivation method. Hearing "Dark Abyss Gate," he knew it well: "Is the Righteousness Sect a sect from the orthodox path?"

"No, senior, you’re mistaken. The Righteousness Sect isn’t derived from Daoism but is instead composed of cultivators from Confucianism!" Zhang Feng smiled and spoke with an odd expression on his face.

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