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This Ye Tian truly exceeded expectations. Not only was he a cultivator of magic, possessing treasures like the Hundred Souls Banner, but he even had spiritual artifacts.

However, Lin Xuan wasn't in a hurry; instead, he felt half worried and half pleased. Worried because there were so many magical items, making him harder to deal with than anticipated. Pleased that Ye Tian was so wealthy, killing him would net him some extra cash.

Though the opponent's strength and treasures were formidable, compared to his own wealth, even a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator would be slightly inferior. Thus, Lin Xuan had full confidence in victory, though it would require considerable effort.

The fire snake in mid-air was impressive, but Lin Xuan had already used his divine sense to probe its nature—it was merely a low-grade spiritual artifact. This was normal; not everyone was as lucky and fortunate as he.

A low-grade cultivator of the Flexible Spirit Period having even one low-grade spiritual artifact was remarkable. Zhou Yan, Senior Sister, was an exception due to her high rank in the sect, her powerful family background, and her wealth. Unfortunately for her, all that wealth now belonged to Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan waved his sleeve, summoning a golden rope about a foot long towards the approaching fire snake.

Ye Tian nearly popped out of his eyes, his face contorted with shock as he looked at Lin Xuan with a gaze akin to looking at a monster. He couldn't fathom why an ordinary person without even a spirit root would be so wealthy—spiritual artifacts like the Soul-Stealing Talisman and the Hundred Souls Banner...

Though he didn’t know what these treasures were, their oppressive power indicated they were middle-grade spiritual artifacts. His fire snake was in danger.

Fortunately for him, his opponent’s cultivation level was only at the fourth stage. Ye Tian, red-eyed, poured all his essence energy into the fire snake, hoping to compensate for its lower grade with his abundant spirit force.

Lin Xuan's expression was grim, but he sneered inwardly. He had easily seen through the other party’s strategy and tactics by hiding his true strength with the Red Silk Grass. The Hundred Souls Banner and the beast talisman were evenly matched now, using a low-grade spiritual artifact to counter his middle-grade one.

In Ye Tian's mind, he had reached the sixth stage of cultivation while Lin Xuan was only at the fourth. Although it would be more taxing to use a lower-grade spiritual artifact against a higher-grade one, with his strength, victory seemed within reach!

The fish was already on the hook; as long as Lin Xuan played along, he could drain Ye Tian’s essence energy and then kill him. However, that wasn't Lin Xuan's plan.

He didn’t want to waste the energy from the Soul-Stealing Talisman, nor did he wish to draw unnecessary attention by lingering here. If someone came to investigate, things would get complicated. Speed was key—quick battles were best.

Lin Xuan reached into his robe again. Seeing this, Ye Tian showed a hint of alertness but didn't worry much. With Lin Xuan's fourth-stage cultivation, driving both the Soul-Stealing Talisman and a middle-grade spiritual artifact simultaneously should be pushing him to his limits. Even if he had other treasures, he wouldn’t have enough essence energy left.

At most, he could activate some low-grade talismans.

With this thought, Ye Tian sneered and waved the Hundred Souls Banner. Ghostly mist gathered around him, forming a black shield that enveloped him.

While the Hundred Souls Banner might be slightly inferior to high-grade spiritual artifacts in terms of power, it was versatile—offensive and defensive. The situation was clear: as the Soul-Stealing Talisman’s energy dwindled, Lin Xuan's fourth-stage cultivation would quickly exhaust his essence energy. Victory seemed certain.

Ye Tian's face twisted with a cruel, excited gleam. Cultivators of magic often enjoyed killing others, and after destroying Lin Xuan, he could gain many treasures. He wasn’t sure what else the young man had, but even middle-grade spiritual artifacts and the Soul-Stealing Talisman were enough to make Ye Tian drool.

Lin Xuan observed Ye Tian's expressions, sneering inwardly as he feigned panic, as if his magical items were all used up and he was at his wit’s end.

"Ha ha, Lin Junior Brother, I didn’t know a disciple without a spirit root could reach the fourth stage. But it doesn’t matter; today, your soul will depart this world with my help. No need to thank me—your soul will be used in the Hundred Souls Banner." Ye Tian spoke kindly, but his words were vicious and chilling.

Lin Xuan's face grew even more grim as sweat beads appeared on his forehead. He seemed so frightened that he almost lost control of his essence energy. The golden chain in mid-air trembled, giving way to the fire snake...

Ye Tian was elated; a rookie would panic under pressure, reducing their strength and failing to fully utilize it. He intended to take advantage of this moment to launch a fierce attack and eliminate him.

However, just as he was about to strike, Lin Xuan threw something into the air.

Initially, Ye Tian didn’t pay much attention. The ghostly mist shield was incredibly sturdy; even high-grade spells or top-tier Ice Needle Technique could barely penetrate it. With his current essence energy, Lin Xuan could only activate low-grade talismans—what did he have to fear?

But soon, he realized his mistake!

The object in the air released a shocking surge of essence energy that easily overshadowed both the fire snake and the golden chain.

"High-grade spiritual artifact?"

Ye Tian’s voice was like a dream, his eyes filled with terror. Lin Xuan no longer concealed his cultivation; his essence energy surged.

His demeanor changed entirely—his cultivation level surpassed Ye Tian's.

"No, impossible! You've only been in the Drifting Cloud Valley for less than four years. How can an ordinary disciple be at the sixth stage of the Flexible Spirit Period?"

Ye Tian was nearly hysterical, his expression wild. He had assumed he would win easily but now realized that Lin Xuan had been playing a long con—setting a trap and luring him into it.

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