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第四卷 七星岛 第七百二十三章 截脉之体

Lin Xuan still wore a calm expression as he emerged from the crowd with everyone else. According to Zhao杏儿, there was another meeting for condensation core cultivators today and it should be about to start soon. However, Lin Xuan showed no intention of attending; instead, he seemed tired and headed towards the welcoming pavilion.

By this time, the sky had grown somewhat dark, and fewer cultivators were around.

Lin Xuan continued walking until he arrived at a desolate forest. Quietly, he released his divine sense, finding that there were no other cultivators within several miles. A satisfied look appeared on his face as he formed a hand seal, causing his figure to blur and turn into an inconspicuous streak of light, shooting towards the distant sky.

Meanwhile, after the trading meeting concluded, many cultivators dispersed in different directions. One of them, the Golden Spirit Fairy at Foundation Establishment stage, flew out of the mountain pass.

The Immortal Mountain Conference had officially begun, so not all cultivators resided in the welcoming pavilion. Some preferred to find their own accommodations due to their peculiar dispositions. Old Monster Jin was one such individual who had established a cave dwelling about a hundred miles away from here. The Golden Spirit Fairy returned there after attending the trading meeting.

This arrogant female cultivator now wore a worried expression. Everyone knew that she had been favored by her ancestor and possessed enviable pure attribute spirit roots, but behind the scenes, she suffered greatly.

Indeed, while her spirit root was excellent, it was also an inherently severed meridian body.

A severed meridian body meant that during condensation core formation, one would encounter a massive bottleneck. The success rate of forming a core was less than one percent compared to ordinary cultivators.

It was well known that condensing cores was already difficult for regular cultivators; reducing the odds further by making it only one percent was essentially sealing off her chances of cultivation.

However, if she were extremely lucky and managed to successfully form a core, this body would not hinder her future cultivation in any way.

In short, a severed meridian body was like a chainsaw, but merely locking down the hope of condensation core formation.

When Jin Spirit discovered that she had such a constitution, the disappointment in her heart could be imagined. Old Monster Jin, though an Immortal婴期 cultivator, also lacked a solution.

Could she only remain a minor Foundation Establishment stage cultivator for life? Jin Spirit was unwilling to accept this fate and scoured countless ancient texts until she found a potential solution.

While one's constitution couldn't be changed, increasing the chances of condensation core formation could be achieved through medicinal means. If she had an upper-grade Foundation Establishment Pill to push past the bottleneck, it might offset the disadvantages of her severed meridian body.

In ancient times, there were several such examples.

Finding a solution was supposed to bring joy, but Jin Spirit faced new challenges. Upper-grade Foundation Establishment Pills weren't available for purchase; they were legendary items.

It was known that in the myriad arts of cultivation, alchemy and array formation were considered the most profound. Most pills on the market were lower-grade. However, given her ancestor's status, obtaining middle-grade pills wouldn't be difficult, but upper-grade ones remained out of reach.

Jin Spirit wouldn't give up. Though she was a direct descendant of her ancestor, if she couldn't even complete condensation core formation, naturally, she would not inherit the family legacy. She didn't want to see her ancestor's great achievements fall into the hands of other senior brothers and sisters.

Thus, this female cultivator traveled extensively, appearing in various markets and auctions to seek information on upper-grade Foundation Establishment Pills.

Three years passed with no leads.

Sighing deeply, Jin Spirit consoled herself that the Immortal Mountain Conference had yet to officially begin. It was the largest event in the entire Spirit Beast Island cultivation world, perhaps it would fulfill her wishes. Just as she thought this, Jin Spirit's expression suddenly changed. A heavy cloud of gloom appeared on her brows as her light slowed and stopped.

"Who is hiding there? Get out here," she demanded.

"Hmph, brat, you know nothing about the heavens or earth. A mere Foundation Establishment stage cultivator dares to call yourself a fairy! What are you?" A hoarse voice replied, extremely rude. Then, a red light flickered from about ten feet away, and an old bald man materialized strangely.

"Is it you?" Jin Spirit's face turned pale at the insult. She couldn't help but draw in a cold breath. This person was familiar; he was the old condensation core cultivator who had offered middle-grade Foundation Establishment Pills during the trading meeting, trying to exchange them for her eggs of three-headed golden serpents. He had followed her secretly.

"Why did you follow me? What do you intend?"

"Hmph, brat, what else can I say? You insulted me at the trading meeting; how could I let it go? Refusing my hospitality and taking a drink from the well, I want to make sure you understand that in the cultivation world, using someone's power to bully others will lead to severe consequences. Of course, if you're willing to hand over those three-headed golden serpent eggs as an apology, I might spare your life," the bald old man sneered.

"You dare hurt me! My ancestor is..."

Facing the pressure from a condensation core cultivator, Jin Spirit's body trembled with fear, but she refused to admit defeat verbally.

"Hmph, you don't need to threaten me with Old Monster Jin. Yes, I can't afford to offend an Immortal婴期 cultivator. If you stay in the welcoming pavilion where there are many people and eyes, I won't be able to do anything to you. However, reaping what you sow, you came out from the conference grounds. Apart from you, is there anyone else here? I will naturally draw your soul and refine it," the bald old man's face showed satisfaction but became even more ferocious.

Jin Spirit bit her teeth, her expression growing increasingly frightened: "Don't do anything rash. If you want to keep a secret, don't reveal yourself. If you dare harm me, my ancestor won't spare you."

These weak threats meant nothing to the bald old man, who laughed derisively.

"Brat, stop wasting time and give me those three-headed golden serpent eggs. And your storage bag too. You actually spent fifty thousand crystal stones on that thunder eagle bone; spending money like water, it seems Old Monster Jin truly controls a mine, rich beyond measure," the bald old man said as he fixed his gaze on her waist, filled with greed.

Jin Spirit wouldn't comply as she wished. Even if wealth was just an external matter, whether the other party would keep their promise remained uncertain; most likely, they would still draw and refine her soul.

The girl's face alternated between white and pale several times before suddenly flipping her wrist to reveal a golden talisman that transformed into a streak of golden light, breaking through the air as it flew away.

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