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第四卷 七星岛 第六百一十九章 天现异兆

With no idea of the outcome, he could only rely on his luck. As he approached Lin Xuan's cave dwelling, the eldest son slowed down his flight.

Suddenly, an unexpected change occurred in the weather. Just a moment ago, the sky was clear and sunny; now, dark clouds inexplicably gathered overhead. Lightning bolts, like sharp swords, sliced through the heavens, making the Yellow Ridge Mountain area, stretching for hundreds of miles, teem with chaotic and violent qi.

Torrential rain poured down like a mountain flood!

Ma Tianming was startled and quickly summoned his qi shield to protect himself from the strange weather. His experience was limited, leaving him puzzled about what was happening.

This was just the beginning. The heavy rain lasted for about a quarter of an hour before clearing up. However, it was immediately followed by a flurry of snowflakes.

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The main branch of the Ma family was only a hundred or so miles away from here, and they felt the changes as well.

Low-ranking cultivators exchanged glances, their faces filled with shock and doubt. As for Old Master Ma, his thoughts ran deeper.

What could be causing this strange phenomenon? The fluctuations in qi seemed to indicate that someone in Li Senior's secluded valley was practicing some powerful demonic cultivation techniques?

Old Master Ma's face showed a hint of worry. He hadn't considered the possibility of Lin Xuan forming an infant spirit.

One, Lin Xuan practiced the Demon Infant Art, which differed significantly from true infant spirit formation. Two, he had set up several arrays around his cave dwelling to some extent, preventing excess qi from leaking out.

If it were a genuine cultivator condensing their infant spirit, not only would the resulting spiritual pressure paralyze low-ranking cultivators but also cause much more severe consequences.

Therefore, this phenomenon was likely caused by someone practicing powerful demonic cultivation techniques.

With these thoughts in mind, Old Master Ma quickly restrained his disciples and ordered them to return to their own cave dwellings, forbidding any unauthorized spreading of the news.

The snowflakes finally stopped. However, Lin Xuan's valley emitted endless demonic qi, causing icy winds to rise into the sky. Ghostly cries echoed everywhere, making one shudder just by listening from afar.

Seeing this scene, Old Master Ma felt uneasy despite his mission being to deliver ginseng. He was still very hesitant.

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At about two hundred miles east of Yellow Ridge Mountain, two streaks of white light raced across the landscape, hurrying along their journey.

In the light, two men could be vaguely seen. One was in his fifties, vigorous and knowledgeable, dressed like a learned scholar. The other was much younger, around twenty years old, wearing a long robe with a headscarf, resembling a candidate preparing for the imperial exams as he flew.

Although they rushed, they conversed merrily, discussing poetry and philosophy. They didn't look like cultivators at all.

"Ni Senior Brother, when the righteous qi flows..." After much poetic discussion, they began to talk about cultivation methods. Surprisingly, the older scholar was the junior, showing great respect for the younger man.

Both were disciples of the Righteousness School.

The Righteousness School stood alongside the Demon Obscure Sect as one of the two major forces on Spin Peak Island.

Righteousness cultivators differed greatly from Daoist and demonic sects. They focused on integrating culture into their cultivation, maintaining a constant flow of righteous qi within them, making their techniques extraordinarily powerful.

Unlike Buddhist, demonic, and Daoist practitioners, female Righteousness cultivators were rare, while many male practitioners had anti-aging effects in their techniques. Thus, despite the young man's appearance, his cultivation level was already at the top of the Condensation Core stage, with only slight signs of aging around his eyes.

This time, they were sent by their sect leader to handle some matters and happened upon this area when the junior asked about cultivation issues. The young scholar smiled smugly, ready to explain but paused as an unexpected change occurred...

Observing the sudden weather changes and feeling the chaotic qi nearby, both men exchanged glances.

"Such... powerful demonic qi." The older scholar frowned, showing signs of anxiety: "Senior Brother, it's coming from Yellow Ridge Mountain."

"Yellow Ridge Mountain?" The young scholar pondered. "Isn't that within the Demon Obscure Sect's territory?"

"Yes, but not entirely," the older scholar replied. "It is said to be a small family that has allied with them, and they have no powerful experts here. How could such a commotion happen?"

"This does seem strange. Should we go check?" The young scholar, though polite, showed no doubt in his expression.

"But our sect leader ordered us to handle this matter..." the older scholar hesitated.

"Have you forgotten how tense relations are between us and them? In recent years, the Demon Obscure Sect has auctioned several Elder Command Seals through secret markets..."

"Senior Brother, I was about to ask. The Demon Obscure Sect originally had only nine elders, all of whom were deeply skilled and had made significant contributions. Their promotion system is notoriously strict. Why...?" the older scholar asked with confusion.

"Hmph, you asking me, how would I know?" the young scholar rolled his eyes: "I'm not the True Demon Lord. The sect leader has already convened several elders to discuss this matter but hasn't revealed much. However, one thing is clear: they must have a sinister plot."

"Sinister plot?"

"It could be aimed at our Righteousness School. Instead of waiting for them to make their move, we should seize the opportunity and weaken their strength." The young scholar sneered as he analyzed.

"Senior Brother's words are wise."

"Since that is so, what are we waiting for? Let's head towards Yellow Ridge Mountain."

"Agreed."

The two reached a consensus and turned their light to rush toward Lin Xuan's small valley.

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Old Master Ma was shaken by the strange weather phenomenon. After some time, it finally dissipated as the clouds cleared and the sun shone again. The chaotic qi gradually calmed down. If not for his clear memory, he would have thought everything that happened was just a hallucination.

The valley was only a few miles away, but Ma Daxiaoshou hesitated to move forward. He wasn't cowardly or fearful; it was the last eerie winds and ghostly mists that were too shocking. Thinking about it now made his scalp tingle. What kind of demonic technique did Li Senior practice?

If successful, it would be great, but if unsuccessful, might the other party vent their anger on him?

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