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第四卷 七星岛 第六百八十三章 玉书阁

Lin Xuan was not being unnecessarily mysterious. He had indeed overheard the conversation between Ancient Changfeng and his cheap master, but he only understood a fraction of what they were discussing. It was too early to draw conclusions.

After a moment's hesitation, Lin Xuan put the matter aside and transformed into a streak of light, shooting towards the base of the mountain.

Fire Cloud Peak stretched several thousand feet high, roughly divided into three sections.

At the peak, where the most abundant spiritual energy resided, were the residences of the sect leader and several Core Formation Period elders. Only rotating cultivators and direct disciples could enter without prior notification.

For a Foundation Establishment period disciple like Lin Xuan, his dwelling was located on the mountain's midsection. The spiritual energy here paled in comparison to that at the peak but far exceeded what was available at the foot of the mountain for Flexible Spirit Period cultivators.

Lin Xuan remained calm as he piloted his flying sword and spirit artifact. In no time, he reached the midsection.

The view from up there was a breathtaking array of palaces and pavilions, though it fell short in comparison to those atop the peak.

There were many more cultivators here, with over 90% being Foundation Establishment period practitioners. Most turned their heads when they saw Lin Xuan not wearing his sect's attire, but no one approached to investigate.

Lin Xuan rubbed his nose and released his divine sense, scanning the area before he had a clear idea of what was happening. He then flew towards a building on the left side.

It was a tower-like pavilion with wooden structure, only about ten meters tall. A few Flexible Spirit Period cultivators stood outside.

A young man in gray clothes, around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, greeted Lin Xuan with a bow. His cultivation level was the highest among the guards.

"Are you here for the Jade Book Pavilion? May I ask if your surname is Lin?" he asked.

"Do I know you?" Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow.

"Haha, Senior Master Lei has already sent a voice talisman. We are here to await your arrival as per Senior Master Song's instructions," the young man explained meekly.

Lin Xuan nodded and said, "Thank you for your trouble. Lead the way."

"Follow me, please."

Following this man, Lin Xuan entered the tower. After passing through some corridors, he was brought into a larger hall.

"Please have a seat. I will go fetch Senior Master Song," the young man said.

Lin Xuan nodded and looked around. The room was ordinary but clean and tidy, with no unusual features, though it was elegantly arranged.

He didn't wait long before an overweight middle-aged man with a friendly face entered the hall. He greeted Lin Xuan with a smile. "Ah, this must be Younger Brother Lin. You truly have an imposing appearance; you are not one to remain in the mundane world. My name is Song Feng. From now on, we will be fellow cultivators."

Lin Xuan couldn't help but smirk at his own appearance. He was quite ordinary and easily lost among a crowd, so such praise for his looks was rare.

Still, Lin Xuan's cunning prevented him from showing any emotion. He acted like an old friend, maintaining a facade of familiarity with Song Feng.

Song Feng secretly sized up Lin Xuan. As the head of the Jade Book Pavilion for many years, he specialized in dealing with Foundation Establishment period cultivators on Fire Cloud Peak, providing them with dwellings and other necessities. This was quite a favorable position.

Over the years, due to his expertise in alchemy, several fellow cultivators had been admitted despite not meeting the usual criteria. However, being taken as a registered disciple by an elder upon joining the sect was extremely rare. Moreover, Senior Master Lei's voice talisman indicated significant importance for Lin Xuan, making it clear that he would have a bright future.

With this in mind, selecting his dwelling was smooth sailing. He was assigned to a secluded small valley with abundant spiritual energy and a tranquil environment.

After lunch, Lin Xuan arrived at the small valley.

Closing his eyes, he extended his divine sense to cover the area. After a moment, Lin Xuan showed satisfaction.

Even his dwelling had been prepared for him.

This wasn't unusual; in a prestigious sect like Fiery Sun Sect, which had existed for countless generations, newly enrolled ordinary cultivators naturally lived in simple stone huts at the foot of the mountain. Only after decades of Foundation Establishment could they choose to build their own dwellings on the midsection.

After a century or so, if one were fortunate enough and met with good fortune, they might become a Core Formation Period cultivator and move into the peak's grand halls.

Thus, these dwellings were passed down through generations without much effort required; all that was needed was some tidying up before moving in.

Lin Xuan paid no attention to the array flags he had been shown. With a wave of his hand, he retrieved several talismans from his collection and arranged them around his dwelling.

With ease, several low-grade arrays soon protected his dwelling without any visible changes.

After everything was set, Lin Xuan took a full hour to inspect it thoroughly.

"Master, are you really going to settle down here for cultivation?" Mo'er asked curiously.

"Stupid girl, impatience gets you nowhere. For the Celestial Dust Pill, we can bide our time," Lin Xuan said nonchalantly.

He then placed his hand on his forehead and began pondering over the conversation between the old monster and his cheap master. Although the information was limited, he could piece together several clues by carefully sorting through it.

The other party seemed to be preparing a certain type of pill, but his alchemist was severely lacking in talent, which is why they had taken notice of him.

As the young lord of Spirit Herb Mountain, Lin Xuan knew quite a bit about alchemy.

Generally, most pills could be completed by one alchemist. However, ancient texts mentioned that some extremely rare pills required multiple alchemists to work together.

These pills invariably possessed extraordinary effects.

Despite Spirit Herb Mountain's vast collection of pill formulas, none contained specific recipes for such things in the cultivation world. The rarity was evident from this fact alone.

This thought made Lin Xuan feel a strong desire, but he quickly suppressed his greed. His goal of infiltrating Fiery Sun Sect was to use the Qilin Fire Vein to refine the Celestial Dust Pill. For now, focusing on condensing his essence was crucial; any distractions would be detrimental.

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