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第四卷 七星岛 第六百七十九章 火云峰(求月票)

Lin Xian弟, look, the Fire Cloud Peak is just ahead."

The smooth steps made of green stone snaked and curved. Two men dressed in cultivator attire were slowly walking on them. One had an ordinary appearance; he was Lin Xuan, while the burly man by his side was named Murong Bo.

It had been several hours since they left the market district. Lin Xuan had proposed a story to Murong Bo. Lying was his forte; he could spin a tale so seamlessly that it would seem like truth. He claimed to be an independent cultivator who admired the Radiant Sun Sect and wanted to join, but something had delayed him, causing him to miss the welcoming ceremony.

This explanation was almost identical to what the Ma sect member had said. Murong Bo's expression turned concerned as he suddenly turned back. "Young brother, I can only recommend you. Whether or not you are accepted into the sect is up to you."

"Haha, Brother Murong, don't worry about it. No matter if you pass or fail, I will still pay you with these crystals," Lin Xuan said without hesitation as he took out a wooden box from his storage space and handed it over. He was not bothered by the mere two thousand crystals; he would never be so foolish to default on payment.

"Haha, Brother is too considerate. I have no doubt about your sincerity." Murong Bo accepted the crystals without any reluctance. After scanning them with his divine sense, a genuine smile appeared on his face. He then sent out an audio transmission talisman and after a short while, a red-robed woman flew down from the peak riding a flying sword.

Seeing this woman, Murong Bo was taken aback before he smiled happily. "Dragon Sister, are you on duty today?"

"Yes, Brother is a rare guest. What brings you to our Fire Cloud Peak? Oh, this friend of yours…" The woman's eyes showed some suspicion when she noticed Lin Xuan, but from their conversation, it seemed they had a good relationship.

"Nothing, this Lin Young Brother is my dear friend. He admires the Radiant Sun Sect and wants to join, but due to certain matters, he missed the welcoming ceremony. Luckily, he excels in alchemy," Murong Bo introduced the situation directly.

"Oh, Brother's dear friend, his identity should be fine. But whether or not you can enter the sect is up to the elders' decision." The red-robed woman looked at Lin Xuan and said noncommittally.

"Haha, I understand the rules. I just want Sister to recommend him," Murong Bo replied with a smile.

"Sure thing, it's no trouble at all." The red-robed woman nodded without hesitation. "Brother Murong, why don't you come in for a chat? It's been a while since your last visit. Senior Sister Yan mentioned you the other day."

Her face showed some amusement as she spoke about the senior sister.

"Ah, I have something to attend to. I'll come back another time," Murong Bo said with a smile but his expression turned pale and his lips turned blue. Lin Xuan found this amusing.

After a few more words, they bid each other farewell.

The red-robed woman's expression quickly changed as she looked at Lin Xuan. "Follow me."

Her tone was cold and distant, but Lin Xuan didn't care. He scratched his nose and followed her into the Fire Cloud Peak.

It seemed strange that while outside there were many minor restrictions, once they entered the sect's core area, none of them came into play. Lin Xuan pondered this but didn't dare to ask out loud; such a question would only raise suspicion.

After flying for some time, they finally arrived at a pavilion. It was actually quite large, and Lin Xuan noticed that all the pavilions were connected in one seamless structure, a marvel of craftsmanship.

"This is where our senior brothers cultivate. Just answer their questions truthfully; don't make any noise or move around," the woman said as she turned to Lin Xuan.

"Miss, I understand the importance," Lin Xuan smiled and bowed.

"Hmm." The woman's face showed satisfaction as she cast a divine sense and led him into the left pavilion.

The corridor was long, and they encountered many cultivators. Most were at the foundation stage, but there were also some children in their灵动期 (nimble spirit period). Everyone had serious expressions.

After walking for a while, they met a white-robed female cultivator.

"Senior Ning, is Senior Leng free?" The red-robed woman stepped forward and asked cautiously.

"You shouldn't be here, Dragon Sister. What brings you to the Fire Cloud Peak?" The white-robed female's face showed surprise.

"Sister, you must have misunderstood. I'm on duty today and met Brother Murong…" the red-robed woman explained slowly.

"Oh, that makes sense." The white-robed female sighed in relief as she sized up Lin Xuan: "This friend has a strong cultivation base; he successfully reached the foundation stage at such a young age. Are you really skilled in alchemy?"

She was still skeptical because independent cultivators rarely dabbled in various fields.

"I admit, I've had some fortunate opportunities and learned a bit," Lin Xuan said calmly.

"Hmm." The white-robed female nodded. She wasn't as cold towards him as the red-robed woman; this friend's ordinary appearance lacked any pretentiousness, making him seem like an honest and trustworthy cultivator. "Friend Lin, you came at a bad time. Senior Leng is currently in seclusion refining elixirs, so he can't examine you. As foundation-stage cultivators, we don't have the authority to decide."

"Ah?" Lin Xuan was taken aback. He thought his luck had been good but now it seemed he had run into a problem.

Refining elixirs? As the head of Spirit Medicine Mountain, Lin Xuan knew that some elixirs could be refined in just three or five days, while others might take months or even years.

The two women felt at a loss. They couldn't abandon their duty but also couldn't leave such an unknown cultivator alone in the sect's core area.

Just as they were pondering this, a loud explosion echoed through the air, like something had exploded.

"What happened?" The red-robed woman was startled.

"It must be Senior Leng's refinement room," the white-robed female reacted quickly and disappeared with a flash of light.

The red-robed woman hesitated for a moment before following.

Lin Xuan's expression turned thoughtful but then returned to normal. He followed behind them calmly.

A cave dwelling embedded in the pavilion appeared before their eyes. It felt strange, but Lin Xuan didn't show much interest; there were many peculiar people in the cultivation world, and his broad experience made him unimpressed by such things.

The door of the cave was open, revealing an old man with white hair and a gloomy expression. Beside him lay a broken cauldron, while beneath it burned the fiery veins of the earth.

Lin Xuan's divine sense swept over the scene but he kept his composure on the surface. He was delighted; the purity of this fire far exceeded that of Spirit Medicine Mountain in the past.

"Senior Leng, what happened?" The red-robed woman couldn't help asking.

But the old man wasn't pleased and gave her a withering look. Seeing this, both women fell silent.

"Strange, where did things go wrong with the Three Yang Soul Refining Elixir? Was it because too much essence was added or not enough of the Reviving Grass?" The old man stroked his beard as he pondered.

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