tū rán de biàn gù , ràng lín xuān jīng dāi le , zhāng yǔ de shēng yīn duàn duàn xù xù de chuán le guò lái :“ hǎo , suàn …… suàn wǒ zǒu yǎn le , nǐ yí gè rén xiǎng dú tūn bǎo wù ?”
突然的变故,让林轩惊呆了,张羽的声音断断续续的传了过来:“好,算……算我走眼了,你一个人想独吞宝物?”
Sudden events left Lin Xuan stunned. Zhang Yu's voice, broken and intermittent, reached his ears: "Alright, I admit it, I was wrong. You want to take the treasure all by yourself?"
“ bù cuò 。” zhōu yàn de shēng yīn yī rán jiāo mèi , bù guò qí zhōng què duō le yī sī yīn lì hěn dú :“ shī zūn , nǐ dài wǒ bù báo , kě huái bì qí zuì zhè ge dào lǐ yīng gāi dǒng , kàn zài wǎng rì de qíng fèn shàng , wǒ huì liú nǐ yī jù quán shī de 。”
“不错。”周燕的声音依然娇媚,不过其中却多了一丝阴厉狠毒:“师尊,你待我不薄,可怀璧其罪这个道理应该懂,看在往日的情份上,我会留你一具全尸的。”
"Indeed," Zhou Yan's voice remained seductive but carried a hint of viciousness. "Master, you've been kind to me, but I understand the risks of holding onto treasures. For old times' sake, I'll let you leave with your life intact."
tīng zhe liǎng rén de duì huà , lín xuān chú le hào qí hái shì hào qí , zhè zhōu yàn gǎn mào tiān xià zhī dà bù wěi shì shī , yuán lái shì wèi le jīng tūn bǎo wù , jiū jìng shì shén me yàng de bǎo wù yǒu zhè yàng de xī yǐn lì ne , suī rán xīn zhōng hěn xiǎng zhī dào , dàn tā què bù gǎn qīng jǔ wàng dòng 。
听着两人的对话,林轩除了好奇还是好奇,这周燕敢冒天下之大不韪弑师,原来是为了鲸吞宝物,究竟是什么样的宝物有这样的吸引力呢,虽然心中很想知道,但他却不敢轻举妄动。
Listening to their conversation, Lin Xuan was more curious than ever. Zhou Yan had dared to murder her master for the sake of a treasure. What kind of treasure could have such allure? Despite his curiosity, he didn't dare act rashly.
zhè wèi shī jiě xīn hěn shǒu là , xiū wèi yòu yuǎn zài zì jǐ zhī shàng , lín xuān kě bù xiǎng yīn wèi yì diǎn hào qí xīn , ér jiāng zì jǐ xiàn rù wēi xiǎn de jìng dì 。
这位师姐心狠手辣,修为又远在自己之上,林轩可不想因为一点好奇心,而将自己陷入危险的境地。
This sister was ruthless and far stronger in cultivation than him. Lin Xuan didn’t want to risk his life over a mere curiosity.
bēi fèn de cǎn jiào , xuè huā bèng jiàn , tòu guò cǎo cóng de fèng xì , lín xuān kàn jiàn zhōu yàn yǐ jīng cì chuān le shī fù de xiōng táng , yī tuán huáng sè de guāng tuán cóng zhāng yǔ de shēn tǐ lǐ mào le chū lái , huāng huāng zhāng zhāng de xiǎng yào táo pǎo 。
悲愤的惨叫,血花迸溅,透过草丛的缝隙,林轩看见周燕已经刺穿了师傅的胸膛,一团黄色的光团从张羽的身体里冒了出来,慌慌张张的想要逃跑。
A mournful scream filled with blood splattered through the gaps in the grass. Lin Xuan saw Zhou Yan stab her master's chest, and a yellow light ball emerged from Zhang Yu’s body, desperately trying to escape.
“ yuán shén chū qiào , xiū xiǎng !” zhōu yàn zǎo yǒu zhǔn bèi , shēn chū yòu shǒu , yù zhǐ qiān qiān , yī xià zi zhuā zhù le guāng tuán 。
“元神出窍,休想!”周燕早有准备,伸出右手,玉指芊芊,一下子抓住了光团。
"Your soul has left your body! You won't get away!" Zhou Yan was prepared, extending her right hand, fingers delicate as jade, grabbing the light ball.
pīn mìng zhēng zhá , nà guāng tuán zuǒ chōng yòu zhuàng , què yì diǎn yě méi yǒu xiào , wú nài zhī xià kāi shǐ le qiú ráo :“ yàn ér , kàn zài wǎng rì wèi shī dài nǐ bù báo de fèn shàng ……”
拼命挣扎,那光团左冲右撞,却一点也没有效,无奈之下开始了求饶:“燕儿,看在往日为师待你不薄的份上……”
The light ball struggled frantically but failed. Desperate, it pleaded: "Yan-er, for all I’ve done for you in the past..."
zhōu yàn què sī háo bù wèi suǒ dòng , wēi yī yòng lì , jiāng guāng tuán niē suì , xiāo sàn zài le kōng qì lǐ , lín xuān kàn dé yī zhèn è hán , zhè xìng zhōu de shī jiě xīn cháng hǎo hěn , zhòng suǒ zhōu zhī , wàn wù shēng líng yóu “ tǐ ”“ pò ” zǔ chéng , shēn tǐ sǐ le , líng hún hái kě yǐ chóng xīn tóu tāi , kě rú guǒ hún fēi pò sàn , jiù zài yě wú fǎ jìn rù lún huí , xiū zhēn zhě sī shā , jiù suàn yǒu chóu , yì bān yě bú huì huǐ rén hún pò , ér zhōu yàn què duì zì jǐ de lǎo shī xià cǐ dú shǒu 。
周燕却丝毫不为所动,微一用力,将光团捏碎,消散在了空气里,林轩看得一阵恶寒,这姓周的师姐心肠好狠,众所周知,万物生灵由“体”“魄”组成,身体死了,灵魂还可以重新投胎,可如果魂飞魄散,就再也无法进入轮回,修真者厮杀,就算有仇,一般也不会毁人魂魄,而周燕却对自己的老师下此毒手。
Zhou Yan remained unmoved, applying a bit of force to shatter the light ball into nothingness. Lin Xuan felt a chill at the sight. This Zhou sister had a heart as cold as ice; everyone knew that living beings were composed of body and soul. If the soul was destroyed, it could never reincarnate. In their battles, cultivators usually didn’t destroy each other’s souls, but Zhou Yan had done just that to her master.
shì shī yǐ hòu , zhōu yàn shén sè rú cháng , kāi shǐ zài zhāng yǔ shēn shàng mō suǒ , guò le yī huì er , liǎn shàng lù chū kuáng xǐ zhī sè :“ zhǎo dào le !”
弑师以后,周燕神色如常,开始在张羽身上摸索,过了一会儿,脸上露出狂喜之色:“找到了!”
Zhou Yan remained calm after the murder, beginning to search Zhang Yu's body. After a while, she showed great joy: "Found it!"
suī rán míng zhī wēi xiǎn , dàn lín xuān zhōng yú hái shì rěn bú zhù hào qí xīn de yòu huò , qiāo qiāo jiāng tóu tàn chū qù le , zhǐ jiàn zhōu yàn de shǒu shàng , ná zhe yí gè quán tou dà xiǎo de hé zi , zhè hé zi shì yòng shàng hǎo de tán mù diāo kè ér chéng de , zuò gōng jīng měi , zhōu yàn yòng shǒu qīng qīng fǔ mō , mǎn liǎn xǐ bù zì jīn de shén sè 。
虽然明知危险,但林轩终于还是忍不住好奇心的诱惑,悄悄将头探出去了,只见周燕的手上,拿着一个拳头大小的盒子,这盒子是用上好的檀木雕刻而成的,做工精美,周燕用手轻轻抚摸,满脸喜不自禁的神色。
Despite knowing the danger, Lin Xuan couldn't resist his curiosity and peeked out. Zhou Yan held a small box about the size of a fist, carved from fine sandalwood. She caressed it with her hand, her face filled with excitement.
“ shuí ?” tū rán , zhōu yàn liǎn sè yī biàn , mǎn liǎn yīn hěn de wàng le guò lái , lín xuān xīn zhōng jiào kǔ , bìng fēi tā bù xiǎo xīn nòng chū le dòng jìng , ér shì yī zhī yě tù còu qiǎo cóng shēn páng jīng guò , jiāng zhōu yàn de zhù yì lì xī yǐn guò lái le 。
“谁?”突然,周燕脸色一变,满脸阴狠的望了过来,林轩心中叫苦,并非他不小心弄出了动静,而是一只野兔凑巧从身旁经过,将周燕的注意力吸引过来了。
"Who?" Suddenly, Zhou Yan's expression changed to one of intense hatred as she stared in Lin Xuan’s direction. Lin Xuan groaned inwardly; he hadn't made any noise. A wild rabbit had happened by and drawn her attention away from him.
rén suàn bù rú tiān suàn , zhǐ néng shuō zì jǐ de yùn qì shí zài shì bù hǎo !
人算不如天算,只能说自己的运气实在是不好!
Fate was against him!
lín xuān xīn xià diàn zhuǎn , liǎn sè yě suí zhī yīn chén le xià lái , gāng cái mù dǔ le zhōu yàn shì shī de jīng guò , xiàng tā qiú ráo huò zhě qiǎo yán lìng sè dōu shì méi yòng de , dāng jī lì duàn , lín xuān cóng cáng shēn de dì fāng yī yuè ér qǐ , yòu shǒu yī shuǎi , shù diǎn hán guāng xiàng zhōu yàn jī shè 。
林轩心下电转,脸色也随之阴沉了下来,刚才目睹了周燕弑师的经过,像她求饶或者巧言令色都是没用的,当机立断,林轩从藏身的地方一跃而起,右手一甩,数点寒光像周燕激射。
Lin Xuan quickly decided and his face turned grim. Witnessing Zhou Yan's murder, pleading or flattery were useless. He leaped out of hiding, his right hand sending several cold projectiles towards Zhou Yan.
zhōu yàn hēng le yī shēng , shǒu qiā fǎ jué , yī céng hóng sè de hù zhào chū xiàn zài tā de shēn tǐ zhōu wéi , pēng pēng jǐ shēng xiǎng , jǐ lì bīng zhū diào zài le dì shàng 。
周燕哼了一声,手掐法诀,一层红色的护罩出现在她的身体周围,砰砰几声响,几粒冰珠掉在了地上。
Zhou Yan snorted, forming a spell with her hands. A red protective shield appeared around her body, several ice pellets falling to the ground.
yòng líng lì zhào dǎng xià gōng jī , zhōu yàn liǎn shàng lù chū yī sī bīng lěng de xiào yì , sōng le kǒu qì , cóng gāng cái de gōng jī tā yǐ jīng tuī duàn chū , duì fāng fǎ lì hěn ruò , yě jiù líng dòng qián qī de xiū wèi ér yǐ 。
用灵力罩挡下攻击,周燕脸上露出一丝冰冷的笑意,松了口气,从刚才的攻击她已经推断出,对方法力很弱,也就灵动前期的修为而已。
Blocking the attack with her qi shield, Zhou Yan's face showed a cold smile of relief. From the attack, she deduced that Lin Xuan’s cultivation was weak—only at the early stage of灵动期 (Língdòng qī).
yòng shuǐ shǔ xìng fǎ jué bīng dàn gōng jī yǐ hòu , lín xuān háo bù tíng liú , zhuǎn shēn jiù zǒu , shuāng fāng shí lì xiāng chà xuán shū , yìng pīn zì jǐ yì diǎn shèng suàn yě méi yǒu 。
用水属性法诀冰弹攻击以后,林轩毫不停留,转身就走,双方实力相差悬殊,硬拼自己一点胜算也没有。
With an ice projectile spell, Lin Xuan didn't stop but turned to run. The disparity in their strength meant he had no chance of winning a direct confrontation.
wèi zì jǐ jiā chí le yí gè fēng shǔ xìng de “ qīng shēn shù ”, duǎn duǎn de shù miǎo zhōng , tā jiù pǎo chū le jìn bǎi mǐ , ér qiě lín xuān zǒu de bú shì zhí xiàn , nà yàng hěn róng yì bèi zhuī shàng , tā guǎi le shù gè wān , lì yòng zì jǐ duì dì xíng de shú xī , jǐn liàng tuō yán shí jiān , zhè yàng jiù suàn duì fāng kě yǐ lì yòng shén shí zhuī zōng , yóu yú dào lù bù shú xiǎng yào zhǎo dào zì jǐ yě xū huā fèi hěn dà de jīng lì 。
为自己加持了一个风属性的“轻身术”,短短的数秒钟,他就跑出了近百米,而且林轩走的不是直线,那样很容易被追上,他拐了数个弯,利用自己对地形的熟悉,尽量拖延时间,这样就算对方可以利用神识追踪,由于道路不熟想要找到自己也需花费很大的精力。
He activated a wind attribute "lightness technique" and ran for nearly a hundred meters in just a few seconds, zigzagging to avoid being caught easily. Using his familiarity with the terrain, he tried to buy time; even if the opponent used divine awareness to track him, unfamiliarity with the path would make it difficult.
zài pǎo chū yī duàn jù lí yǐ hòu , lín xuān tū rán tíng le xià lái , méi yǒu jì xù táo zǒu , ér shì dǎ liàng le yī xià sì zhōu , rán hòu dūn xià shēn lái zài dì shàng mō suǒ 。
在跑出一段距离以后,林轩突然停了下来,没有继续逃走,而是打量了一下四周,然后蹲下身来在地上摸索。
After running some distance, Lin Xuan suddenly stopped and didn’t continue fleeing but instead examined his surroundings before squatting down to search the ground.
wú yí , cǐ jǔ dòng shí fēn guǐ yì , lìng rén bù jiě , zhōu yàn mǎ shàng jiù yào zhuī lái le , lín xuān què zài zhè lǐ dān gē 。
无疑,此举动十分诡异,令人不解,周燕马上就要追来了,林轩却在这里耽搁。
This action was highly suspicious. Zhou Yan was about to catch up, yet Lin Xuan lingered here for a purpose. After carefully searching: "Still here," he murmured softly, his frown easing into a calm expression.
kě tā zhè yàng zuò , xiǎn rán shì yǒu mù dì , yīn wèi zài zǐ xì mō suǒ le yī xià zhī hòu :“ hái zài 。” lín xuān qīng qīng dí gū le yī jù , rán hòu zhòu zhe de méi tóu shū kāi le , qǔ ér dài zhī de shì zhèn dìng de shén sè 。
可他这样做,显然是有目的,因为在仔细摸索了一下之后:“还在。”林轩轻轻嘀咕了一句,然后皱着的眉头舒开了,取而代之的是镇定的神色。
Footsteps approached, and Zhou Yan had caught up nearby. Lin Xuan stood up, looking panicked... but this time it was an act.
jiǎo bù shēng chuán rù ěr duǒ , zhōu yàn yǐ jīng zhuī dào le fù jìn , lín xuān zhàn qǐ lái , liǎn shàng xiǎn de jīng huāng shī cuò …… bù guò zhè yī cì què shì zhuāng de 。
脚步声传入耳朵,周燕已经追到了附近,林轩站起来,脸上显得惊慌失措……不过这一次却是装的。
"Want to run?" A seductive voice with malice and mockery came from behind him. Looking at Lin Xuan's attire, she confirmed he was indeed a fellow disciple of the sect. However, his cultivation was too weak—only at the second stage of灵动期 (Língdòng qī). Seeing his true strength, Zhou Yan’s expression relaxed; killing such an insignificant person would be effortless.
“ xiǎng pǎo ma ?” jiāo mèi de shēng yīn chuán le guò lái , dài zhe hěn dú yǔ cháo nòng , kàn le yī yǎn lín xuān de fú shì , guǒ rán shì běn mén dì zǐ , bù guò zhè ge shī dì de gōng lì yě tài ruò le xiē , líng dòng qī dì èr céng , kàn qīng chǔ le lín xuān de xiū wèi , zhōu yàn de biǎo qíng dùn shí shí fēn qīng sōng , shā zhè me yí gè rén miè kǒu , gēn běn jiù bù xū yào hào fèi shén me lì qì 。
“想跑吗?”娇媚的声音传了过来,带着狠毒与嘲弄,看了一眼林轩的服饰,果然是本门弟子,不过这个师弟的功力也太弱了些,灵动期第二层,看清楚了林轩的修为,周燕的表情顿时十分轻松,杀这么一个人灭口,根本就不需要耗费什么力气。
Seeing her contemptuous look, Lin Xuan felt relieved. If she underestimated him, he had a better chance of success. Still, he maintained his worried appearance: "Sister, don't... kill me!"
kàn jiàn duì fāng yǎn zhōng qīng shì de shén sè , lín xuān xīn lǐ bù nù fǎn xǐ , duì fāng kàn bù qǐ zì jǐ , jiù huì má bì dà yì , nà me zì jǐ jì cè chéng gōng de xī wàng yě jiù dà le xiē , dāng rán , biǎo miàn shàng tā sī háo yě bú huì jiāng xīn qíng liú lù , yī rán shì yī fù yōu xīn chōng chōng de yàng zi :“ shī jiě , bù …… bú yào shā wǒ !”
看见对方眼中轻视的神色,林轩心里不怒反喜,对方看不起自己,就会麻痹大意,那么自己计策成功的希望也就大了些,当然,表面上他丝毫也不会将心情流露,依然是一副忧心忡忡的样子:“师姐,不……不要杀我!”
His plea was convincing, but he quietly moved two steps to the left.
jiē jiē bā bā de qiú ráo , pèi shàng huāng zhāng de shén sè , lín xuān de yǎn jì jué duì wú xiè kě jī , rán ér tā jiǎo xià què qiāo qiāo de xiàng zuǒ yí dòng le liǎng bù 。
结结巴巴的求饶,配上慌张的神色,林轩的演技绝对无懈可击,然而他脚下却悄悄的像左移动了两步。
"Hmph, seen my secret and still want to live?"
“ hēng , kàn jiàn le wǒ de mì mì , hái xiǎng huó ma ?”
“哼,看见了我的秘密,还想活吗?”
Zhou Yan was ruthless; having committed murder for a treasure, she wouldn’t spare him. She raised her left hand, summoning a tiny sword an inch long that grew as it caught the wind, reaching several meters in length. With dazzling swordlight, it flew towards Lin Xuan.
zhōu yàn jué duì kě yòng xīn rú shé xiē lái xíng róng , lián shì shī duó bǎo de shì qíng dōu zuò dé chū lái , yòu zěn me huì duì tā zhè me yí gè sù wèi móu miàn de tóng mén shǒu xià liú qíng , zuǒ shǒu yī yáng , yī bǐng cùn xǔ zhǎng de xiǎo jiàn jiù bèi tā jì qǐ lái le , yíng fēng jiù zhǎng , zhuǎn shùn yǐ yǒu shù zhàng lái zhǎng , jiā zá zhe cuǐ càn de jiàn guāng , xiàng zhe lín xuān fēi qù 。
周燕绝对可用心如蛇蝎来形容,连弑师夺宝的事情都做得出来,又怎么会对他这么一个素未谋面的同门手下留情,左手一扬,一柄寸许长的小剑就被她祭起来了,迎风就涨,转瞬已有数丈来长,夹杂着璀璨的剑光,向着林轩飞去。
A灵器 (língqì) appeared on Zhou Yan’s face, making his expression serious.
líng qì , lín xuān de biǎo qíng dùn shí biàn dé yán sù wú bǐ 。
灵器,林轩的表情顿时变得严肃无比。
A灵器 was a simplified version of a magical artifact for low-level cultivators to use. Don’t underestimate its power; though not as formidable as a real treasure, it could still perform great feats—flying and hiding with incredible skill.
suǒ wèi líng qì , yě jiù shì jiǎn yì bǎn fǎ bǎo , zhuān gōng dī jiē de xiū zhēn zhě shǐ yòng , dàn qiān wàn bú yào xiǎo kàn tā de wēi lì , suī rán bù néng fān jiāng dǎo hǎi , dàn yě jù yǒu mò dà shén tōng , fēi tiān dùn dì , shén miào wú bǐ 。
所谓灵器,也就是简易版法宝,专供低阶的修真者使用,但千万不要小看它的威力,虽然不能翻江倒海,但也具有莫大神通,飞天遁地,神妙无比。
At the fourth stage of灵动期 (Língdòng qī) cultivation, one could control a灵器, but this was purely theoretical. The reason was simple: while a灵器 was valuable, far less powerful than a real treasure, it was still rare for someone at the筑基期 (zhùjī qī). Only those with exceptional talent or inheritance from ancestors might possess one.
líng dòng qī gōng fǎ liàn dào dì sì céng , jiù kě yǐ cāo zòng líng qì le , bù guò zhè jǐn jǐn shì lǐ lùn shàng , yuán yīn wú tā , líng qì suī rán yuǎn yuǎn bǐ bù shàng fǎ bǎo , dàn yě shí fēn zhēn guì , yì bān lái shuō , zhù jī qī de xiū zhēn zhě cái kě néng yōng yǒu , líng dòng qī de xīn rén , chú le shǎo shù jì chéng xiān rén yí wù , huò zhě tiān zī cōng yǐng , huò dé shī zhǎng zèng yǔ wài , shì bù kě néng yōng yǒu líng qì de 。
灵动期功法练到第四层,就可以操纵灵器了,不过这仅仅是理论上,原因无他,灵器虽然远远比不上法宝,但也十分珍贵,一般来说,筑基期的修真者才可能拥有,灵动期的新人,除了少数继承先人遗物,或者天资聪颖,获得师长赠予外,是不可能拥有灵器的。
Zhou Yan’s move was swift and deadly; despite seeing Lin Xuan's weakness, she immediately used a killing technique to summon her灵器!
Sudden events left Lin Xuan stunned. Zhang Yu's voice, broken and intermittent, reached his ears: "Alright, I admit it, I was wrong. You want to take the treasure all by yourself?"
"Indeed," Zhou Yan's voice remained seductive but carried a hint of viciousness. "Master, you've been kind to me, but I understand the risks of holding onto treasures. For old times' sake, I'll let you leave with your life intact."
Listening to their conversation, Lin Xuan was more curious than ever. Zhou Yan had dared to murder her master for the sake of a treasure. What kind of treasure could have such allure? Despite his curiosity, he didn't dare act rashly.
This sister was ruthless and far stronger in cultivation than him. Lin Xuan didn’t want to risk his life over a mere curiosity.
"Ahh!"
A mournful scream filled with blood splattered through the gaps in the grass. Lin Xuan saw Zhou Yan stab her master's chest, and a yellow light ball emerged from Zhang Yu’s body, desperately trying to escape.
"Your soul has left your body! You won't get away!" Zhou Yan was prepared, extending her right hand, fingers delicate as jade, grabbing the light ball.
The light ball struggled frantically but failed. Desperate, it pleaded: "Yan-er, for all I’ve done for you in the past..."
Zhou Yan remained unmoved, applying a bit of force to shatter the light ball into nothingness. Lin Xuan felt a chill at the sight. This Zhou sister had a heart as cold as ice; everyone knew that living beings were composed of body and soul. If the soul was destroyed, it could never reincarnate. In their battles, cultivators usually didn’t destroy each other’s souls, but Zhou Yan had done just that to her master.
Zhou Yan remained calm after the murder, beginning to search Zhang Yu's body. After a while, she showed great joy: "Found it!"
Despite knowing the danger, Lin Xuan couldn't resist his curiosity and peeked out. Zhou Yan held a small box about the size of a fist, carved from fine sandalwood. She caressed it with her hand, her face filled with excitement.
"Who?" Suddenly, Zhou Yan's expression changed to one of intense hatred as she stared in Lin Xuan’s direction. Lin Xuan groaned inwardly; he hadn't made any noise. A wild rabbit had happened by and drawn her attention away from him.
Fate was against him!
Lin Xuan quickly decided and his face turned grim. Witnessing Zhou Yan's murder, pleading or flattery were useless. He leaped out of hiding, his right hand sending several cold projectiles towards Zhou Yan.
Zhou Yan snorted, forming a spell with her hands. A red protective shield appeared around her body, several ice pellets falling to the ground.
Blocking the attack with her qi shield, Zhou Yan's face showed a cold smile of relief. From the attack, she deduced that Lin Xuan’s cultivation was weak—only at the early stage of灵动期 (Língdòng qī).
With an ice projectile spell, Lin Xuan didn't stop but turned to run. The disparity in their strength meant he had no chance of winning a direct confrontation.
He activated a wind attribute "lightness technique" and ran for nearly a hundred meters in just a few seconds, zigzagging to avoid being caught easily. Using his familiarity with the terrain, he tried to buy time; even if the opponent used divine awareness to track him, unfamiliarity with the path would make it difficult.
After running some distance, Lin Xuan suddenly stopped and didn’t continue fleeing but instead examined his surroundings before squatting down to search the ground.
This action was highly suspicious. Zhou Yan was about to catch up, yet Lin Xuan lingered here for a purpose. After carefully searching: "Still here," he murmured softly, his frown easing into a calm expression.
Footsteps approached, and Zhou Yan had caught up nearby. Lin Xuan stood up, looking panicked... but this time it was an act.
"Want to run?" A seductive voice with malice and mockery came from behind him. Looking at Lin Xuan's attire, she confirmed he was indeed a fellow disciple of the sect. However, his cultivation was too weak—only at the second stage of灵动期 (Língdòng qī). Seeing his true strength, Zhou Yan’s expression relaxed; killing such an insignificant person would be effortless.
Seeing her contemptuous look, Lin Xuan felt relieved. If she underestimated him, he had a better chance of success. Still, he maintained his worried appearance: "Sister, don't... kill me!"
His plea was convincing, but he quietly moved two steps to the left.
"Hmph, seen my secret and still want to live?"
Zhou Yan was ruthless; having committed murder for a treasure, she wouldn’t spare him. She raised her left hand, summoning a tiny sword an inch long that grew as it caught the wind, reaching several meters in length. With dazzling swordlight, it flew towards Lin Xuan.
A灵器 (língqì) appeared on Zhou Yan’s face, making his expression serious.
A灵器 was a simplified version of a magical artifact for low-level cultivators to use. Don’t underestimate its power; though not as formidable as a real treasure, it could still perform great feats—flying and hiding with incredible skill.
At the fourth stage of灵动期 (Língdòng qī) cultivation, one could control a灵器, but this was purely theoretical. The reason was simple: while a灵器 was valuable, far less powerful than a real treasure, it was still rare for someone at the筑基期 (zhùjī qī). Only those with exceptional talent or inheritance from ancestors might possess one.
Zhou Yan’s move was swift and deadly; despite seeing Lin Xuan's weakness, she immediately used a killing technique to summon her灵器!