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第四卷 七星岛 第六百四十九章 雷阴山

"Sir, what are your plans now?"

"I...," Lin Xuan smiled slightly. "What do you think? How could I miss such a good opportunity? This transmission talisman was sent by my Elder Ning, hoping that I can assist him and help him become the head of the Ning family."

"Hmm, Sir is right. Such a good opportunity should be seized tightly," Yue'er said with a nod. "The person who fell victim to your Bloodlight Soul Refinement Technique will never have any thoughts of resistance in this life or the next. Making him the head of the Ning family would benefit us greatly. However, does he really have the strength to compete?"

Yue'er pointed out the crux of the matter with a slight thought.

"I'm not sure about that," Lin Xuan shook his head unexpectedly.

"What? How can you possibly be unaware?" Yue'er asked in surprise.

"Naive girl, how much content can a transmission talisman hold? We'll have to discuss it in detail once we arrive at the Ning family's domain." Lin Xuan flexed his fingers and the firelight flashed before vanishing. "But since he sought my help, there must be some supporters within the family. This matter is bound to succeed."

"Since that's the case, let's not delay any further. We should go," Yue'er said with a smile.

"Hmm." Lin Xuan nodded in agreement and released his divine sense to survey the small island. "As the saying goes, there are no permanent seats at a banquet. Although these yin veins are good here, we can't stay indefinitely. It's time for us to leave."

"Sir doesn't plan on continuing your cultivation?"

"Of course not. Cultivation isn't about just shutting yourself away and practicing mindlessly," Lin Xuan said with a smile.

Lin Xuan looked at Yue'er. "Your realm is now stable, and my golden core has grown immensely. It's time to set out in search of the earth vein fire."

"Hmm." Yue'er nodded. The young girl was lively and had been confined on this remote island for too long; she was eager to travel around.

There was no need to elaborate further since they had decided to leave. Naturally, they needed to gather all their treasures first.

Lin Xuan glanced at the rare poisonous plants surrounding him and extended his hand. A beam of light shot out from his storage bag, revealing nearly a hundred different-sized treasure boxes after the light dissipated.

Plants required special containers to retain their spiritual energy; otherwise, it would dissipate significantly. Lin Xuan then cast a spell, summoning a fierce wind that swept away these unique flowers and herbs, placing them in the treasure boxes before storing them back in his storage bag.

Lin Xuan nodded contentedly as green light flashed around him, bringing him to the spirit beast pavilion. The growth of the jade bees was still very slow, but they had grown slightly larger than before. Lin Xuan stored them in their prepared spirit beast pouches.

Lastly, there was the Spirit Embryo Stage Corpse King. Lin Xuan went to his specially created lair and followed his instructions; the monster was diligently practicing.

According to the Heaven Devil Corpse Technique, this type of creature's advancement was extremely slow, so after years of practice, its magical power had increased only slightly. However, it had learned the basics of the Heavenly Corpse Incarnation Art, which gave it some additional abilities.

Seeing that the Corpse King was in deep concentration, Lin Xuan did not disturb him and watched with interest. Half an hour later, the Corpse King finished his practice. Lin Xuan then issued instructions through his divine sense.

The Corpse King obediently stood up, bones cracking as he transformed back into a tall bald spirit cultivator, without any trace of corpse energy. He then shrank down and entered the spirit ghost pouch.

"Sir, I've packed everything," Yue'er said with a smile behind him.

"Hmm." Lin Xuan nodded and left the lair with her.

Looking at this place where he had lived for years, Lin Xuan's eyes showed a hint of sorrow before he vanished. With a wave of his sleeves, a blue sword light streaked out, collapsing the entire mountain wall in a rumbling sound. Several dark shadows flew into his hands; they were the array flags he had previously set up.

Lin Xuan casually placed them in his pocket and left with Yue'er, turning into two dazzling streaks that disappeared on the horizon.

...

The Yin Spirit Plain was vast, covering nearly one million miles. Legend said it was a treacherous battlefield during ancient times. Over time, the mountains of corpses and seas of blood turned this place into an extremely yin region.

While rare to see elsewhere, yin veins were not uncommon here. Lightning Yin Mountain stretched for over a hundred miles in the western part of the Yin Spirit Plain, where one such vein existed, and it was of middle quality.

This excellent cultivation site naturally attracted the attention of major forces. Thousands of years ago, after a bloody battle, the ancestors of the Ning family ultimately defeated their competitors and settled here.

Time passed, and the Ning family's descendants multiplied rapidly, their power growing quickly. Among all the families and sects in the Yin Spirit Plain, they were not at the top but could easily rank among the top three.

No one dared to covet Lightning Yin Mountain anymore; instead, their influence spread outward.

However, as the saying went, "East is the river for thirty years, west for thirty years," even the mightiest forces had periods of weakness and decline.

Not long ago, the Ning family's Great Elder suddenly made a mistake in his cultivation, entering a state of madness. He ultimately bled to death.

While losing a late-stage condensation core cultivator was indeed painful, it wasn't enough to cripple the Ning family.

However, this time was different. The deceased was the head of the family, and several years ago, their chosen successor had also disappeared without explanation.

The exact reason was unclear to outsiders, but one thing was certain: the Ning family now lacked a leader.

This ancient cultivation family, though powerful on the surface, could not do without external enemies. When the Ning family was at its peak, those enemies could only grit their teeth in secret; now that they had exposed their weaknesses, each of them was eager to take advantage, showing their sharp claws and fangs.

Not just these forces, but many others also sought to exploit the situation.

In recent times, the number of cultivators around Lightning Yin Mountain had increased significantly. Although nothing had happened yet, everyone knew it was only a matter of time before something occurred.

About a hundred miles from the outer perimeter of Lightning Yin Mountain, there was a small market town run by the Ning family. That evening, a green streak flew in from the east, and as the light faded, a young man with an ordinary appearance appeared.

Wearing a long blue robe, he looked to be around twenty years old, honest and simple-looking. His cultivation level was roughly at the initial stage of foundation consolidation.

The cultivators chatting or whispering in the tea house paid no attention when they caught a glance of him.

This young man was too ordinary; most likely, he was from some minor force trying to take advantage of the situation. Similar cultivators like him could be seen dozens each day, so there wasn't much reason to pay attention.

The barkeep greeted warmly as a guest; whoever came in brought in crystal coins, which pleased his heart.

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