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第四卷 七星岛 第六百一十章 黄芪山

The robed scholar seemed to sense something as well. He slowly opened his eyes, a hint of sinister amusement playing on the corners of his mouth.

He clapped his hands, and shortly after, a tall figure entered the cave dwelling.

It was an elderly man with a prominent hawk nose, but small eyes that made him look rather ferocious.

"Salutations, Sect Leader."

"Brother Wang, no need for such formalities. Look at these twelve spirit beasts; one has already found its host. It seems our plan is feasible."

"Yes, luring them with the position of a sect elder should be enough to attract those Core Formation Stage cultivators. Moreover, during the auction process, we can earn a large amount of crystal stones. Your two-birds-in-one-stone strategy is truly ingenious," the elderly man said, his face filled with admiration.

The scholar's cultivation was no small matter; he too was an old monster at One Core Formation Stage.

"Brother, you flatter me. I did this out of necessity; it wouldn't be right to sacrifice our disciples for this. However, when news came that Huan Yuan bought the token, I was quite worried. Although these spirit beasts are powerful, they can even capture souls from Core Formation cultivators. It almost ruined everything. But why would a Core Formation cultivator end up with one?"

"This is indeed strange. Huan Yuan likely gave the token to his nephew or grandson. However, Brother, this might leave us with some hidden dangers. We only need all twelve tokens to recognize their masters before these spirit beasts can take effect. Will Huan Yuan come looking for us? I've heard he's very protective of his own."

"Brother, you worry too much. Although Huan Yuan has reached One Core Formation Stage, he is still a lone wolf. Would he dare offend our sect? Besides, we have prepared this matter for decades. Using these spirit beasts to capture the souls of twelve Core Formation cultivators is just one part of the plan. We need at least seven or eight more years to execute it. There's nothing to be concerned about," said the middle-aged scholar with a confident smile.

"Brother Wang is right." The elderly man nodded and said, "Then I will auction off the remaining eleven tokens."

Lin Xuan naturally didn't know that his token was a hot potato; he just needed more time. At this moment, he had successfully claimed the token and sunk his divine sense into it.

After a short while, Lin Xuan stood up, having sorted through the information in his mind. A smile appeared on his lips as if he were already confident. He transformed into a streak of light flying northeast.

Yantian City was located in the eastern part of Xuanpeng Island and was a large city with convenient transportation and prosperity. It had over 300,000 ordinary people living there.

To the west of this city lay a vast mountain range filled with strange beasts and birds. Initially, many hunters came out of admiration for its reputation. However, those who entered never returned; only a few lucky ones emerged with grim faces, warning that the fierce beasts inside were unlike any others—capable of breathing clouds, walking on water, and manipulating fire. These could not be handled by ordinary people. Over time, no one dared to venture there again.

Fortunately, as long as they didn't enter the deep mountains, the strange creatures wouldn't come out. Years passed without incident.

However, this place was often visited by divine figures who flew through the air and even displayed great powers that could change the heavens. Thus, the tales of local immortals spread far and wide.

In truth, there were no true immortals in this world; those mysterious legends were merely occasional visits by cultivators from other realms.

Due to its vast spiritual veins, this mountain was occupied by a family named Ma, who had expanded their influence.

Speaking of the Ma family, they were just at the bottom of the cultivation hierarchy, with only about a hundred cultivators in total. Originally, the Yellow芪Mountain's veins were quite extraordinary and even had some small crystal resources. Many stronger sects coveted these resources but never bothered to take them.

However, over the years, many ill-intentioned people tried to seize it, yet none dared to forcibly take it. The reason was partly due to the Ma family's patriarch.

He was a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator with mediocre spiritual root potential. However, he had a beautiful daughter, and the sect leader was an outstanding warlord who could not resist his son's lust for beauty. Thus, the old man presented his daughter to the young master of the sect, making her one of his most favored concubines.

With this connection, other families and sects, though envious, could only swallow their saliva, as they relied on the sect leader's favor.

However, relying solely on a woman for family prosperity was not a long-term solution. Recently, Ma had been frowning.

"Yan Ming, the张家also presented a beautiful maiden to the young master, and she can compete with your sister?" In the main hall of the Ma family, two cultivators sat and stood; the seated one was about fifty years old, short and plump, looking like an affluent man. This was the patriarch of the Ma family.

"Yes, Father. Although Sister hasn't lost favor, she is only able to share the spotlight with that张家beauty. The young master has made it clear that he will not interfere in our family's disputes," said the younger man, who looked more handsome and wore a yellow robe, also frowning.

"How can we handle this? Without the young master's support, we cannot stand against the张家."

"Father, what if..." Ma Tianming hesitated before finally speaking softly: "Since we are no match for the张家, let us just accept them. The spiritual veins here are vast enough to accommodate both our families."

"That is too easy; one mountain does not allow two tigers. The张家's power far surpasses ours. Do you think he will tolerate our existence?" Ma old man shook his head, his son thinking too easily.

"Then..."

The father and son fell silent, at a loss. Just as they were struggling, a transmission scroll flew into the room. Ma old man looked at it, his expression instantly turning extremely strange.

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