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第四卷 七星岛 第六百九十七章 蓬莱山,妖灵岛,无定河

"Master, did you think of something?" Moon's face was filled with anxious concern.

Lin Xuan rubbed his forehead and remained lost in thought. "This...," he said, still deep in contemplation.

"Moon, stop teasing me. People are getting impatient. Are we really in the Demon Realm?"

Lin Xuan froze at her words, a peculiar expression on his face before he burst into laughter: "You little girl, you really do have wild thoughts. Where did you read about such a thing? There is no Demon Realm in this world."

Moon's face turned red as she realized she had spoken without thinking. While the existence of the Demon Realm was widely believed among cultivators and transformed beasts, it had long been proven to be nonsense. Once demon beasts entered the Separation Stage, if they survived the heavenly tribulation, they would ascend to the Spirit World just like humans; there was no such thing as a separate Demon Realm.

"But this place has so many demonic veins," Moon argued, her voice trembling slightly. "Perhaps those senior cultivators made a mistake. Maybe there really is a Demon Realm."

Lin Xuan's smile faded. "Enough, let's not speculate." He said, his expression turning serious. "Moon, do you remember that ancient text we read recently? It mentioned the Three Holy Lands of Cloud Sea."

This reminded Moon, who quickly recalled: "Master, are you talking about Penglai Mountain, Spirit Beast Island, and Wuzheng River—the legendary three holy lands?"

"Exactly," Lin Xuan nodded. "Look at this environment around us. Does it match what's described in the book for Spirit Beast Island?"

Moon focused her divine sense to scan the surroundings. Every mountain, stone, plant, and tree was carefully checked.

After a long time, she turned back to Lin Xuan: "Master, there are some similarities, but I don't think we can be certain this is Spirit Beast Island. After all, we've been here for so long without encountering any demon beasts."

"This is the part that puzzles me," Lin Xuan said with a wry smile before shaking his head. "Enough, it's just a guess. Don't overthink it."

"Mm," Moon responded gently. If she were alone in this strange and eerie place, she would be terrified. But being with Master gave her boundless courage.

She moved gracefully to Lin Xuan's side, snuggling up to him as they sat together. Looking at the young girl's delicate face, Lin Xuan sighed inwardly. He appeared calm on the surface but his mind was racing with thoughts.

Most of these were about the Three Holy Lands.

Speaking of these lands, while most cultivators might never hear of them in their lifetimes, they were widely known amonginfant period experts and transformed beasts. The history traced back nearly a million years.

Penglai Mountain, despite its name, was vast beyond belief—said to cover millions of miles, comparable to a sixth-level island in the Cloud Sea cultivation realm.

Even more astonishingly, the entire mountain was an excellent demonic vein, with qualities surpassing even top-grade veins.

It was truly the best place for cultivation in the mortal world.

Spirit Beast Island was similar. It covered millions of square miles and had countless demonic veins, though their quality varied. Still, middle-grade and above veins were abundant—something that was almost extinct elsewhere, making it highly attractive to demon races.

However, among these three lands, the most mysterious was Wuzheng River. The specific form of this land was poorly described in texts, with only a few speculations. Some said it was an incredibly wide river, others claimed it was actually a small island with a peculiar name. Still, some believed Wuzheng River was a second path between the mortal world and the Netherworld after Yellow Springs.

Various theories abounded, but none could be confirmed.

Wuzheng River did not have demonic veins, but instead had the yellow springs' dark energy permeating everywhere.

Yellow Springs were the most yin substance in the world. Ghost cultivators would find their cultivation efforts greatly enhanced there.

Thus, since ancient times, ancient experts and transformed beasts had gone to great lengths to seek out these legendary lands for easier ascension to the Spirit World.

However, cultivation depended on both effort and luck, which was hard to come by. The more one searched, the less likely success became.

While some did succeed throughout history, it was rare indeed.

These three holy lands moved constantly without any discernible pattern, appearing only occasionally through sheer chance in the mortal world.

They were like fleeting flowers, appearing for a short time and often in very remote locations.

...

Indeed, Lin Xuan had just read an ancient text detailing these three holy lands. This knowledge gave him some assurance now.

But even if this place was confirmed to be Spirit Beast Island, his expression remained strange. If he found himself on Penglai Mountain, it would be a cause for gratitude—using the remaining two or three Celestial Dust Pills, he could easily form an infant spirit.

He could then advance rapidly with the excellent demonic veins.

Even if he ended up in Wuzheng River, at least Moon could quickly form an infant spirit. He could always switch to Xuan Mo Great Method; after all, his Yin and Yang spiritual energies were already perfectly integrated. Rapid advancement as a ghost cultivator would be acceptable.

However, being on Spirit Beast Island was a source of bitter laughter for Lin Xuan. For demon races, it was the best place for cultivation, but not so much for him—useless and dangerous.

The demon beasts here likely far more ferocious than those outside.

Of course, these were just speculations by Lin Xuan. Hoping he had guessed wrong, his brows furrowed as he looked at the purple demonic fog surrounding them.

Turning back, he saw Moon's sweetly sleeping face. Her tranquil expression eased his mind.

After all this time, they had faced many storms together. This would also be overcome.

Worry was useless; rest and recuperation were needed. Tomorrow could handle anydistress. Lin Xuan crossed his legs in a lotus position and began to enter a state of meditation for rest.

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