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第四卷 七星岛 第六百零八章 灵木交易

"Master, someone is following us."

"Eh, I know."

Lin Xuan's expression was somewhat gloomy. It wasn't surprising that he felt depressed; after all, in the Yu Xuan Sect, he had gone through countless hardships to escape from three old monsters. Now, just as he had arrived at Spin Peak Island, why did this smiling tiger suddenly start pursuing him?

Although Lin Xuan was not afraid, he didn't want to continue running.

What he most hoped for now was to find a place with abundant qi and seclude himself for two or thirty years to see if there was any hope of successfully cultivating an infant spirit core.

But it seemed that his past life had done something terrible. Since entering the path of immortals, he always faced constant troubles.

Lin Xuan's lips curled in a mocking smile as he thought about whether to use some secret technique to escape from the other party. Suddenly, a flash of light appeared behind him, and the other party no longer hid their tracks but pursued him with incredible speed.

Seeing this situation, Lin Xuan couldn't help being startled. His face showed a thoughtful expression before he slowed down his遁光and stopped.

"Master, what are you doing? Aren't we supposed to run away?"

"Run away, why?" Lin Xuan's brows were filled with gloom, but his expression was very calm: "From the other party's demeanor, they clearly won't give up until their goal is achieved. Since that's the case, why should I continue running? Let's just wait here and see what this round-faced old patriarch intends."

"But... But the other party is an old monster of the Condensation Core stage," Mo'er said hesitantly.

"Then how?" Lin Xuan raised his eyebrows, exuding a sense of authority with every glance.

Throughout history, few condensation core cultivators dared to make such bold statements. Counting on one's fingers, there were very few instances indeed.

Mo'er couldn't help but show a look of admiration: "Master, you can rest assured. I will definitely help you."

"Alright."

The young girl's interruption made his mood much calmer, and the gloomy expression disappeared as he wore an indifferent face.

Soon, the yellow light came to a stop in front of him. The light faded, revealing a large, burly figure with a smile on his face—none other than the famous smiling tiger, Round-faced Patriarch.

Lin Xuan ignored this, showing no signs of fear and staring directly at the other party.

Round-faced Patriarch swallowed hard. Seeing Lin Xuan's fearless expression, his lingering doubts vanished, and he smiled as he bowed: "Greetings, sir. May I ask your name?"

If another cultivator were present, they would doubt their eyes. In the cultivation world, where the weak are preyed upon by the strong, how could an old monster of the Condensation Core stage treat a condensation core cultivator with such respect?

Lin Xuan remained calm on the surface but began to wonder in his heart. The other party's demeanor didn't seem malicious.

Originally, he had planned to take a desperate risk, but now he was unsure about the other party's intentions. Although Lin Xuan felt slightly relieved, he still did not lower his guard.

When dealing with tigers, one must be cautious.

Though he thought this way, Lin Xuan forced a smile: "Patriarch, you are too polite. I am merely a junior disciple named Li Yaotian. May I ask what brings you here?"

"There's nothing much. I just want to exchange something," Round-faced Patriarch said with a smile.

Lin Xuan's face truly showed a hint of surprise, without any pretense. He had never met the other party before; how did he know about his treasures?

"Patriarch, you jest. My power is low and I have nothing valuable," Lin Xuan said calmly, though he was wary inside.

"True cultivators should not lie. Why do you belittle yourself? I know that your storage bag contains a ten-thousand-year-old divine tree," Round-faced Patriarch said, stroking his bald head nonchalantly.

"A ten-thousand-year-old divine tree? Is it referring to the already sentient peach tree?" Lin Xuan's thoughts raced as he realized what the other party was talking about.

"Patriarch, there is no need for you to deceive me. Since I followed you here, I must have obtained accurate information," Round-faced Patriarch said with a laugh.

With this statement, Lin Xuan knew that denying it would be meaningless. He forced a bitter smile: "Patriarch, your hearing is indeed sharp. Indeed, I do have a sentient peach tree, but how did you know?"

Sentient peach tree?

Round-faced Patriarch's face lit up with joy as he spoke more kindly: "Do not be alarmed, old man has the资质of wood spirit root. Since forming an infant spirit core, I wanted to re-cultivate a命法宝, but divine trees are hard to come by..."

Hearing this, Lin Xuan's expression softened slightly, though the other party kept circling around without getting to the point he was concerned about.

"About knowing that you have treasures, I will show you something. Then you will understand," Round-faced Patriarch said as he stretched out his hand and tapped a pocket on his waist. A flash of light appeared, and a small creature flew out.

Lin Xuan squinted. The creature was less than a foot long, delicate and tiny, resembling a rabbit from the mortal world. Its eyes were not red like jade but emerald green.

"This is Wood缘?"

"Patriarch, you have good eyesight; you actually recognize it," Round-faced Patriarch's face showed surprise as he looked at Lin Xuan more seriously.

"Old man flatters me. I only saw this in an ancient text."

Lin Xuan's expression had relaxed significantly. He finally understood why the other party knew about his ten-thousand-year-old divine tree.

This rabbit-like beast was of low rank and almost useless for combat, but it was highly sensitive to wood attributes. It must have smelled the divine tree aura on him, which is why the old monster had been following him.

With this understanding, Lin Xuan now had a plan. Although the ten-thousand-year-old divine tree was extremely valuable, it was unnecessary for him. His cultivation method wasn't of the wood attribute, and the Nine Heaven Bright Moon Ring was already successfully cultivated. The ten-thousand-year-old divine tree had no further use. He originally planned to sell it in the market for crystal stones, so losing some money wouldn't be a big deal.

However, Lin Xuan's nature didn't like taking losses. Moreover, this old monster had always been polite to him, and though he was unsure of his reasons, he guessed that there must be something the old monster was wary of.

Since that was the case, why should he not bargain? Of course, Lin Xuan didn't expect to gain anything from an old monster of the Condensation Core stage but at least, he wouldn't let himself get too much worse off.

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