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第四卷 七星岛 第六百七十七章 中等坊市(补昨天的)

Thus, the cultivators confined in Dongyuan Province naturally complained bitterly. Even if they could explain their identities clearly, being harassed layer by layer, they might not be able to leave even a thousand miles away without going bankrupt.

"Senior Uncle, is there really no other way?" The young woman's face was filled with difficulty.

"Certainly, there are ways," the old man's mouth curled in ridicule. "Unless there’s an Elder of the Immortal Infants from Lake of Ten Thousand Ghosts as a guarantor."

The woman was speechless upon hearing this; clearly, such a method was unreliable. With their cultivation and abilities, how could they possibly curry favor with those high-ranking old monsters?

Lin Xuan heard this and his mind stirred. He retracted his spirit sense.

This disturbance really wasn't small. It seemed that the hope of leaving Dongyuan Province without anyone knowing was rather faint.

Lin Xuan rubbed his forehead, showing a contemplative expression. After a moment, he sighed; it looked like he had to stay here for some time.

After all, such large-scale blockades required an enormous amount of manpower and resources, which couldn't last forever. Instead of finding a way out, it was better to hide in a secret location until the wind died down before leaving, as this would be safer and more reliable.

Having made up his mind, Lin Xuan no longer hesitated. He exerted a little force with his feet and slowly sank into the ground.

After sinking several dozen feet, he gradually stopped. Then he concealed his aura, sealed his spirit sense, even stopping almost all signs of heartbeat and breathing—simply put, entering a state of apparent death.

Many people passed through this desolate path, some even being Immortal Infants, but no one noticed anything amiss.

...

Winter turned to spring, and a year passed. Lin Xuan's prediction was correct; as time went on, although the master of Lake of Ten Thousand Ghosts was furious, he couldn't continue to blockade Dongyuan Province indefinitely.

Firstly, so much time had passed with no leads, further investigation would likely be fruitless. Secondly, while this area was within his territory, such a large-scale operation also attracted the attention of other forces in the Cloud Sea. Even conflicts arose between them and Heavenly Corpse Sect, resulting in mutual losses and significant casualties among Core Formation cultivators.

Finally, after more than a year, Dongyuan Province gradually returned to its usual peace.

Lin Xuan didn't know about all this, but judging by his reasoning, the wind should have died down now.

One morning, he quietly emerged from inside the mountain body.

He then cautiously released his spirit sense and began to probe an area of nearly a hundred miles. After about a cup of tea's time, Lin Xuan let out a sigh of relief.

Over such a vast distance, he only faintly sensed several cultivators. It seemed that Lake of Ten Thousand Ghosts had withdrawn its checkpoints, confirming the correctness of his initial choice.

In other words, he was now preliminarily out of danger. Of course, Lin Xuan still didn't plan to stay here for long and immediately transformed into a streak of startling light, vanishing from the sky at breakneck speed.

Though his speed was fast, the light was unremarkable; unless encountering an Immortal Infant, he would likely go unnoticed.

This time, Lin Xuan didn't stop. He traveled day and night, crossing several prefectures in one breath, calculating that he had already covered nearly a million miles from Dongyuan Province. The influence of Lake of Ten Thousand Ghosts was now too distant to reach, so he let out another sigh of relief before resuming his normal speed to prepare for his own affairs.

Of course, during this time, he also took out the round disk several times but after much study, found no results.

It seemed that relying solely on his intelligence would be difficult to decipher its mysteries.

However, Lin Xuan wasn't annoyed. This was not a particularly difficult matter; there were no walls without holes in the world. He could slowly gather information and eventually find some clues... If it didn't work out, he could always capture a high-ranking cultivator from Lake of Ten Thousand Ghosts and use soul probing.

Lin Xuan wasn't in a hurry. In any case, what needed to be resolved first was the matter of Heavenly Dust Pill.

Half a month later, Lin Xuan appeared on the ground of Yan Province.

This region was at the southern end of Seven Stars Island and also one of the hottest places, with temperatures consistently above thirty degrees Celsius, sometimes even breaking fifty.

Such a place naturally wasn't suitable for ordinary people to live in; there were few inhabitants. Apart from some indigenous tribes living deep in the dense forests, only a few large cities could be found.

The hot weather made the vegetation lush, and many insects and snakes lived in the depths of the forest, even occasionally spotting traces of beasts.

This province was also one of the richest in geothermal resources on Seven Stars Island.

There were dozens of fire attribute spirit veins within its borders, naturally attracting numerous sects and families to settle here.

The most famous was undoubtedly Flame Mountain.

This mountain range had peaks stretching hundreds of miles, all composed of various-sized extinct volcanoes. In the midst of these mountains, there were reportedly several large mines producing crystals, iron ore, copper, and other essential materials for cultivation.

Apart from the rich resources, the hundred-mile-long spirit veins here were among the best in quality.

Logically speaking, such a feng shui treasure land should attract countless cultivation sects to vie for it. However, the actual situation was that no one dared to show even the slightest hint of covetousness.

There was nothing else; this mountain range already had its owner—Flame Mountain Sect, one of the nine major forces in Cloud Sea, thriving and flourishing. Who would dare to target their main base? Unless it was a long-lived old man hanging himself, thinking his life was too short.

Actually, not just that mountain, but every cultivation sect in Yan Province had some connection with Flame Mountain Sect. In fact, more than eighty percent were its peripheral forces; otherwise, they would definitely be marginalized.

Knowing oneself and knowing one's enemy—Lin Xuan wanted to take advantage of the chaos, so he naturally needed to gather such information.

At this time, he concealed his cultivation level to Core Formation stage and arrived at a certain market within Yan Province.

It wasn't for buying or selling anything; rather, it was to gather more information. This market was one of Flame Mountain Sect's enterprises, located in a relatively remote area, making its scale only average among the many markets established by the sect.

However, upon entering, Lin Xuan was surprised. There were nine large streets, each wide enough for four horse-drawn carriages to pass side by side, stretching several thousand meters long.

In addition, smaller streets crisscrossed like a spider's web, with countless shops of all sizes.

This market was only considered medium-sized?

Lin Xuan couldn't help but be speechless. The largest market in Youzhou Province paled in comparison.

Clearly, the cultivation world in Cloud Sea was thriving.

Of course, Lin Xuan was well-traveled and quickly regained his composure after a moment of surprise as he walked into the market.

There were many cultivators here, bustling about, some even being high-ranking ones. With his ordinary appearance and Core Formation-stage concealment, Lin Xuan naturally didn't attract any attention. He spent several hours walking around the entire market before stopping in front of a two-story wooden structure. (!)

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