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第四卷 七星岛 第六百二十一章 血色

Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes, his expression calm.

Seeing this, Ma Tianming naturally didn't dare to waste any more time. He knelt down with a slight bend in his knees: "I beg your pardon, senior. Recently, my cultivation has hit a bottleneck and I've made no progress. I hope you can guide me."

Lin Xuan remained silent, not making any comment. Ma Tianming didn't say much either; he merely looked eager and earnest.

His heart was filled with unease. His current cultivation had reached the peak of Foundation Establishment初期, just one step away from the中期 stage. But the gap between them was like a chasm in the sky.

If his luck held, he might break through within a few days. However, it was more likely that he would be stuck at this bottleneck for decades.

The path to immortality was already difficult enough. His own talent wasn't particularly good either.

Ma Tianming was also uncertain and had no other choice but to seek help from this senior.

After all, the other party was a late-stage Core Formation cultivator with a revered status and great abilities. As long as they were willing to help, it would be just a matter of raising an eyebrow.

Lin Xuan looked at Ma Tianming, who appeared very anxious, his expression still calm. He stretched out his hand and tapped on his storage bag, sending out a beam of white light that was the size of a pea—a medicinal pill.

"Here."

Ma Tianming hesitated but took it without saying anything more. His face showed a hint of confusion: "This."

Before he could finish speaking, a fragrant aroma wafted from the medicinal pill and entered his nostrils. Ma Tianming's expression turned ecstatic: "This is an Upper-grade Foundation Establishment Pill?"

"Indeed. Although your talent isn't great, with this help, breaking through to the中期 stage shouldn't be difficult."

"Thank you very much, senior for your kindness."

Ma Tianming immediately prostrated himself in gratitude. A Foundation Establishment Pill wasn't rare, but an Upper-grade one was far beyond his reach. Legend had it that its effects were extraordinary, and he could expect a significant boost to his cultivation soon.

Overjoyed, Ma Tianming showered Lin Xuan with flattery until the latter showed a hint of displeasure before he gracefully excused himself.

"Master, why are you being so generous today?"

After Ma Tianming left, a tinkling laughter entered his ears. Moon had already flown out from his sleeve.

"Little girl, what nonsense are you saying? Did I seem stingy in the past? Accepting gifts and repaying kindness is natural. Since we received something from them, it's only right to return the favor."

"But I feel that this isn't like your usual behavior," Moon said hesitantly. "You always prefer a low profile; why would you use precious medicinal pills for just an ordinary ten-thousand-year-old spirit herb?"

"Past me was inexperienced and naturally had to be cautious in everything. Now that the Demon Fetus has formed, although I can't rest easy, there's no need to walk on eggshells."

"But," Moon still hesitated.

"I have it under control. Although I can face an old monster of the Core Formation stage, I won't flaunt my strength. The reason for giving away the Upper-grade medicinal pill is because what they offered wasn't just a common spirit herb." Lin Xuan weighed the jade in his hand and said mysteriously.

"Master, are you joking? This is clearly just an ordinary ten-thousand-year-old ginseng. I can’t see anything suspicious about it."

"It's not ginseng, Moon. It’s much more valuable," Lin Xuan corrected her.

Suddenly, a frown appeared on his brow as his expression turned grim.

"Master, what happened?"

At the same time, several dozen miles away from here, there was an unnamed solitary peak.

The mountain stood about a thousand feet tall, with abundant qi and relatively gentle terrain. From afar, it was lush and green, with ancient trees and pavilions visible among them—this was the main stronghold of the Ma Family.

Since Lin Xuan arrived, the Ma Family's power had grown rapidly. Although most new members were low-ranking disciples, the area around the mountain gradually became more bustling.

On the peak, many simple but practical caves had been carved out where cultivators meditated and worked hard to improve their strength.

Ma was one of them. He was nearly thirty years old. He started cultivation at five, having spent over two decades in the中期 stage. Though he still hadn't reached Foundation Establishment, he never gave up. With enough effort, he believed he would eventually succeed.

The path to immortality was difficult, from the Core Formation stage's powerful monsters to the early-stage Spirit Flexibility cultivators. Everyone used their own methods to strive for improvement.

Recently, his cultivation had been going smoothly. He had completed a Grand Circulation once and was about to rest when suddenly, two terrifying qi pressures descended from the sky.

It was an eerie feeling that paralyzed even his body; his family head was far less capable. Could it be that a late-stage Core Formation cultivator had arrived?

But Elder Li, who appeared alone, seemed to emanate these fearsome qi pressures from different individuals.

His heart filled with confusion and unease, he was about to go out when a bright red light suddenly shot in from outside.

It moved incredibly fast, so dazzling that before he could react, his neck felt cold. His head had already fallen onto the ground...

This wasn't an isolated incident; the entire Ma Family stronghold was shrouded in blood and gore. Countless low-ranking cultivators were decapitated without knowing what happened.

The expression on the old man's face was even more terrible. Standing before him was a scholar-robed cultivator who seemed relaxed, but his eyes blazed with fury.

"Why should my Ma Family suffer from your treachery? We have no grudge against each other."

This person was one of the two elders of the Vast and Righteous Sect. He smiled without replying, but his smile contained endless coldness.

"Will you not fear starting a war between the two major forces on Xuan Kong Island by doing this?"

The scholar-robed cultivator remained silent; he merely raised his hand and pointed lightly. A glaring red light shot out from his sleeve, causing the old man to panic. Although he was furious, he knew that his late-stage Core Formation cultivation could not match the other party.

His only hope now was to seek help from Elder Li in the valley.

This idea was correct, but it was too late. As the red light approached him, he opened his mouth and sprayed out a small shield, trying to block it.

But with a sharp sound, the shield shattered like paper. The old man, who was the head of the family, could not escape his fate; even his body was reduced to ashes by the other party.

"Senior Brother, are we being too harsh?" The scholar-robed cultivator appeared before him.

"Hmph. A petty mind is not that of a gentleman. Without poison, one cannot be a true man. If we don't exterminate the Ma Family, even if we kill their elder from the Demon Obscure Sect, our identities will still be exposed. That would bring trouble to the sect. Therefore, before killing this person, we must first eliminate the smaller fish," Lin Xuan said with a smile.

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