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A flash of green light distorted the nearby essence energy, gathering into a large green hand that appeared out of nowhere. The hand flickered with a shadowy glow as it reached for the yellow ray.

"Senior, please be gentle."

From within the yellow ray, came the terrified voice of a young scholar. However, Lin Xuan's expression was icy cold. With a slight exertion, the green hand grabbed the yellow ray.

Taking a deep breath, the碧幻幽火 also flew back.

In an instant, the powerful crossbow vanished in a puff of ash. Lin Xuan's expression was one of satisfaction.

Even an old monster at the元婴期 wouldn't be this easy to handle.

He stowed away both their storage bags and turned his gaze towards the essence energy hand. His expression became somewhat serious.

Inside the palm of that hand, the yellow ray trembled incessantly but couldn’t break free from its constraints. Lin Xuan could feel the man's fear and resentment.

This is strange. It’s common knowledge that only old monsters at the元婴期 can have their souls leave their bodies. Ordinary cultivators, even if they reach the凝丹期, wouldn't be able to do such a thing.

Once a soul leaves its body, it dissipates in no time, vanishing from this world.

But this yellow ray is clearly the opponent's soul, and yet it shows no signs of weakening after so long.

Could this guy have cultivated some technique to strengthen his soul?

Lin Xuan began pondering in his mind. But he didn't have the time for such thoughts now.

With a wave of his sleeve, a small jade box fell into his palm. He placed the yellow ray inside and affixed a禁制符箓 on the lid.

He had no treasures to nourish soul energy, so if the opponent didn’t have any special techniques, he would let him self-destruct.

Of course, if the opponent's元神 could persist, there might be another use for it.

After doing everything, Lin Xuan released his divine sense. There were no cultivators within a dozen miles. He sighed, though he wasn't soft-hearted, the Ma family had been brought to their downfall because of him, and that was somewhat regrettable.

Fortunately, the murderer was dead, and the innocent victims from the Ma family could rest in peace.

"Master, what should we do next? Should we continue staying here to cultivate?"

"Nonsense," Lin Xuan shook his head. "Originally, I planned to stabilize the魔婴 first before seeking out the essence fire needed for the天尘丹. But now, circumstances have changed and my plans must be altered..."

"Why?" Mo Er's eyes showed a hint of confusion.

"Stupid girl, don't you see? How did those two scholars find this place?" Lin Xuan said with a bitter smile.

"They found the celestial signs when your魔婴 formed..." Mo Er stopped mid-sentence as she realized what Lin Xuan was thinking. "You're right, if others can spot these signs, trouble will surely follow."

Mo Er nodded. "Master is correct; it's time to leave."

Lin Xuan returned to the valley and removed the array in front of his cave. He tidied up everything before a gust of wind blades shot out with thunderous noise, collapsing part of the cliffs and erasing any trace he had left.

Then Lin Xuan turned into a streak of green light and disappeared.

---

Lin Xuan's choice was correct; not long after, news spread far and wide. Strange celestial signs appeared on Huang Qi Mountain, drawing many cultivators to investigate, as such natural anomalies might hint at some hidden treasure. The area soon buzzed with activity, with nearby sects and even powerful wandering cultivators eager to explore.

But no treasures were found; the only result was that the Ma family had vanished. Over a hundred cultivators within the sect were massacred, leaving no survivors. The news shook the entire Xuan Kong Island.

The Ma family might be insignificant, but they were affiliated with the魔幽门. As the saying goes, you don't hit a dog without considering its owner. This action was like slapping the face of the魔幽门.

The sect leader was furious and sent an elder to investigate.

Through careful examination, clues emerged pointing towards another major power in the cultivation world: the浩然宗!

However, this sect wouldn’t accept blame; instead, they accused the魔幽门 of harming their two condensation core cultivators.

Both sides engaged in heated debate, the tension rising.

---

The atmosphere on Xuan Kong Island was tense. Various powers speculated whether this incident would spark another conflict between the magic and scholar factions.

Wise ones secluded themselves, many families and sects restricted their disciples' activities to avoid being targeted. It was better to stay hidden like a turtle in its shell.

However, some powers secretly rejoiced. In times of chaos, heroes emerged; with proper planning, there might be hope for gaining an advantage.

The undercurrents were strong.

---

On the Muguang Mountain, at the most abundant essence energy site, a white-robed scholar and a bald old man sat cross-legged. Both散发 out aura indicating they were experts at the元婴期.

The white-robed scholar was known as the 上人 of the魔幽门 and was the sect's leader. His magic was strange and cruel but often appeared scholarly in demeanor.

The bald old man, on the other hand, was robust with a surging aura of evil, clearly a ruthless master of the dark arts.

"Senior Brother, why must we endure? The Ma family is insignificant, but this incident tarnishes our reputation," the bald old man glared with his bulging eyes, his expression displeased.

"Oh, what do you suggest we do to rekindle the conflict with those scholar cultivators?"

"Why not? Are they so formidable?" the bald old man retorted.

Seeing that he was serious, the 上人 was taken aback. "Junior Brother, your thinking is too simple. We don't know if this incident is really orchestrated by the浩然宗. Even if evidence points to them, we shouldn’t engage in open conflict now."

"Why not?"

"Junior Brother, have you forgotten our grand scheme?" The 上人 turned and looked at the life essence beast on the shelf, nine of which were already glowing. "We've made significant progress with our plan. We can't afford to alienate the浩然宗 at this critical juncture; some patience is necessary."

"But..." the bald old man nodded but still seemed reluctant.

"Junior Brother, small grudges can disrupt grand plans. You’ve lived for six hundred years; haven’t you figured out that it's better to endure a momentary grievance? Once our plan succeeds, what does the浩然宗 matter? Even unifying Xuan Kong Island would be easy," the white-robed scholar sneered.

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