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第五卷 天云十二州 第八百七十七章 重回灵药山

"Regarding this jade tube, it's some of my cultivation insights. It should be quite useful for your condensation core stage practitioners. I also have a few talismans that I've been crafting in my free time; they might help you when facing stronger opponents."

"Thank you, Young Master," the two women said with great gratitude, once again bowing gracefully.

After bidding farewell to the two women, Lin Xuan did not linger and transformed into a dazzling green streak, leaving the branch sect of the Drifting Cloud Valley Pavilion at incredible speed.

With his current cultivation level, Lin Xuan's遁光 was naturally swift. Occasionally, he encountered cultivators along the way, who all wisely kept their distance.

Although they couldn't accurately gauge his cultivation, such resplendent light usually indicated a condensation core stage cultivator or higher. Despite the prosperity of the Twelve Provinces of Heaven Cloud, to outsiders like these cultivators, Gusu was merely a barren land. Few sects ventured here, and reaching the condensation core stage was already considered an extraordinary feat.

Lin Xuan traveled at breakneck speed, pausing only occasionally for rest. Three days later, a range of undulating mountains finally came into view.

Looking at the towering peaks, Lin Xuan's face broke into a faint smile, tinged with nostalgia.

Sixty years had passed since he left Gusu. He never expected to return here one day, much less after advancing to the middle stage of元婴.

Lin Xuan harbored a special sentiment towards Spirit Medicine Mountain. Although Master Tongyu had taken him in for ulterior motives, he still had a place to call home.

Throughout his time there, Spirit Medicine Mountain treated him well. As the young master, Lin Xuan still missed the people and things here deeply.

Unfortunately, times change. In these decades, Gusu underwent significant upheavals, and Spirit Medicine Mountain relocated en masse.

Lin Xuan learned this from Fang Xinhe but couldn't fathom why. While Yunzhou was a renowned cultivation圣地 with abundant resources, it also had numerous major sects. Despite Master Tongyu's uncertain strength, his cunning was well-known. Why would he move there?

Revisiting the place, Lin Xuan released his spiritual sense. Although he kept his emotions in check, he couldn't help showing surprise.

"Young Master, what…?"

Moon rarely saw Lin Xuan's face turn pale, so she was alarmed and peered out. But Lin Xuan didn't speak; instead, he transformed into a green streak and headed towards Spirit Medicine Mountain.

Was this still the former alchemy holy land?

Lin Xuan closed his eyes as he gazed at the scene before him. The main stronghold of Spirit Medicine Mountain had been built in a volcanic region, but these volcanoes hadn’t erupted for thousands of years. Abundant geothermal resources were perfect for refining elixirs.

Even the mysterious inner mountain contained temperatures rivaling those of the Great Fire Vein.

But now, Spirit Medicine Mountain was a desolate landscape, with ravines and cracks everywhere. Molten lava oozed from some places…

Lin Xuan frowned but then let out a relieved expression: "No wonder they moved away. After an eruption, not only are there no longer any excellent geothermal resources, the very spirit veins have been damaged."

Though he spoke aloud, this still seemed strange. He wondered if the volcanic eruption was merely coincidental or had other hidden reasons.

Lin Xuan rubbed his forehead and pondered silently.

Suddenly, a flicker of interest appeared on his face: "Strange, there are actually cultivators nearby. Perhaps some disciples from Spirit Medicine Mountain, unwilling to leave their homeland, stayed here."

With this thought, Lin Xuan no longer hesitated and transformed into a streak of green light, heading towards the source of the spiritual energy fluctuations.

This place was only about fifty miles from the former main stronghold. Soon, he saw a small mountain peak with a length of spirit vein at its base. Although it had broken, somehow, a new spring had formed, though only faintly emitting spiritual energy.

Of course, this was far too low-grade for any major sect or even minor ones to care about.

The presence of cultivators here likely meant they were insignificant figures. Lin Xuan's expression turned disappointed.

But as the saying goes, when in Rome, do as the Romans do. Since he had arrived, Lin Xuan intended to investigate the situation.

He saw some buildings and a faint light barrier at the foot of the mountain. Without doubt, it was some kind of禁制.

Such a weak array, Lin Xuan could easily break with a flick of his wrist. As an元婴 cultivator, he wouldn't be bored enough to bully weaker opponents.

Lin Xuan subtly released his aura.

Instantly, a spiritual pressure enveloped the area. Though he didn’t exert himself fully and had deliberately concealed it, his presence was still too strong for these minor cultivators to withstand.

The sky darkened, and a sudden gust of wind arose. Plants and trees swayed violently.

Thud! Thud!

Several low-level disciples fell to the ground. Two beams of light then appeared, one after another, flying towards Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan had already retracted his spiritual pressure and stood with his hands behind his back. To his surprise, two young cultivators arrived— a boy and a girl, both around seventeen or eighteen years old.

Their cultivation levels were even lower, merely at the灵动 stage! Lin Xuan couldn’t help but be speechless. He had released his aura to attract the highest-level cultivator here, but instead, he got two children.

What do these youngsters know? There was no point in wasting time with them.

Lin Xuan scanned both of them. The boy looked sturdy and honest, while the girl's face was mischievous, her dark eyes drawing attention.

The two looked uneasy as they stared at Lin Xuan. This guy is so young, yet his cultivation level is beyond comprehension. Father can't even compare to him. Could he be a condensation core stage cultivator?

If that’s the case, we must handle this carefully; otherwise, it could bring disaster upon our family.

The boy was about to speak when Lin Xuan waved his hand: "Where's your father? Have him come see me."

"Senior, my father is out on business. The affairs here are managed by us siblings," the boy said respectfully.

"Just you…" Lin Xuan muttered, wondering if this family was too small for two low-level cultivators to handle matters.

Sighing, he intended to ask a few casual questions when suddenly his eyes narrowed. A yellow streak appeared in his line of sight.

"Father has returned." The girl's joy was evident. Lin Xuan was taken aback; he had few acquaintances in Gusu, so how did he meet another here?

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