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第五卷 天云十二州 第八百七十九章 化气为形

This woman was clearly unharmed, so Lin Xuan put his worries aside for now.

As for why Master Ma Tianxiong had married into a small family and brought his disciples to settle here, Lin Xuan wasn't particularly interested. He chatted casually before taking his leave with a bow.

"I have other matters to attend to; I can’t linger here. Let's meet again by chance."

After speaking, Lin Xuan didn’t wait for the other party’s invitation but transformed into a streak of lightning and vanished without a trace.

Master Ma Tianxong was left speechless, his face showing regret. After all, an Incorporeal Stage cultivator wasn't something he could casually encounter at his level.

However, one must be content with what they have. After a moment, he took the jade cylinder from his son and sank his spirit into it...

Meanwhile, after Lin Xuan left Spirit Medicine Mountain, he flew like a bolt of lightning towards the heart of Youzhou.

His chosen direction was rather peculiar; not only did he not encounter any cultivators along the way, but even ordinary people were few and far between.

By the time the sun began to set, a barren mountain range came into view. Lin Xuan’s expression brightened as his flight speed increased further.

This mountain stood about two thousand meters high, with sparse vegetation. Occasionally, one could see the bones of animals by the roadside, giving off an eerie and sinister atmosphere.

"Master, this place... we seem to have been here before," a beam of light flashed, and Mo'er appeared in front of him.

"That’s right, don’t you remember Master Yin Ghost?" Lin Xuan smiled.

"Of course, I remember Master Yin Ghost. Back then, you once intercepted and attacked him on my behalf when seeking cultivation techniques. Why are we here?"

"To prepare for condensing the Incorporeal Core," Lin Xuan said with a hint of anticipation.

"Condensing the Incorporeal Core?" Mo'er asked hesitantly.

"Yes." Lin Xuan’s face showed hope: "Back on Demon Spirit Island, I had already reached the peak of Condensation Core. These days, my cultivation energy has hit a wall. Since that's the case, we should try to advance further and see if there's any chance of successfully condensing the Incorporeal Core."

"But Mo'er doesn’t have much confidence," Mo'er’s face showed some anxiety.

"I understand. After all, you are an incorporeal spirit, unable to use pills for assistance. But don't worry; I will do my best to help you." Lin Xuan smiled reassuringly.

"Alright, then let me give it a try." Mo'er nodded as she looked into Lin Xuan’s eyes.

Lin Xuan had revisited this place because there were few Yin veins in the mortal world, and this location just happened to have one. He intended to establish a temporary abode here with the help of the Yin energy, increasing Mo'er's chances of successfully condensing her Incorporeal Core.

After finishing his conversation with Mo'er, Lin Xuan transformed into another streak of lightning and flew deeper into the mountain range.

Soon, he arrived at a valley where the source of the Yin vein was located.

Lin Xuan released his spirit...

There was nothing to be seen; not even in this hundred-mile radius were there any humans or animals. Lin Xuan’s face showed satisfaction. The quietness here would be best for Mo'er.

He raised his left hand, and his sleeve fluttered as several sword lights emerged, growing larger with the wind, and fiercely struck the opposite mountain wall...

A loud rumbling filled the air as Lin Xuan was well-versed in establishing a cave dwelling. In no time, he had a satisfactory residence.

Next, he retrieved an array of flags and arranged them around the area. The entire process took only half an hour.

Lin Xuan led Mo'er into the cave.

Unlike their previous solitary seclusion for cultivation, this time Lin Xuan was specifically helping Mo'er condense her Incorporeal Core, so they only set up a practice room.

Entering the room, Mo'er’s delicate hands flipped as she retrieved the Beast Soul Flag.

Initially, he had thought that after defeating Ma Yun Tong, there wouldn’t be any trouble. However, it turned out that the opponent had actually raised blood ghosts, fierce and formidable creatures.

Unfortunately, this fellow put in a lot of effort only to end up helping others. The blood ghost fell into Mo'er’s hands.

Unlike ordinary incorporeal spirits, this was a genuine monster from the Netherworld Realm, far more vicious than regular厉鬼.

Therefore, simply storing it in the Beast Soul Flag wasn’t enough; she needed to first perform a ritual to recognize her as its master. Otherwise, there might be retaliation. Before attempting to condense the Incorporeal Core, Mo'er planned to handle this matter first.

Lin Xuan nodded, agreeing with her decision. Although the Demonic Sovereign of Extreme Evil was only an Incorporeal中期 cultivator, the profound and intricate Netherworldly Great Dao was indeed a powerful technique.

Inside the text were potent treasures, such as the Beast Soul Flag, which could contain myriad souls. While it wasn’t quite on par with Lin Xuan’s Nine Heaven Moon Ring in quality, it was still not to be underestimated.

Mo'er’s delicate hands moved, and the Beast Soul Flag floated above her head. Then she murmured a few incantations, causing the flag to spin wildly as dark energy surged forth. Within this energy, a blood-red figure flickered.

Standing over a meter tall with sharp teeth and horns on its forehead, it was unmistakably a blood ghost.

The moment it appeared, a nauseating stench filled the stone chamber. But Lin Xuan wasn’t bothered; Mo'er being an incorporeal spirit meant she had nothing to fear.

Netherworldly monsters were naturally fierce and vicious, and as one of the best in its category, the blood ghost was impatient after being confined for so long. As soon as it emerged, it snarled and lunged at them, wanting to tear them apart.

Mo'er raised her eyebrows and cast a spell with both hands towards her chest. The blood ghost immediately fell to the ground, writhing in agony.

Its limbs and torso were bound by a thick black chain, which only Mo'er could release without it escaping.

The chain was about as thick as a thumb and was formed from countless incorporeal spirits, carrying a heavy aura of malice. Despite its formidable powers, the blood ghost struggled to break free.

Mo'er raised her hand, and in her palm appeared an empty talisman. She then opened her lips and exhaled a stream of essence energy, using her finger as a pen to draw on the talisman.

It was strange; although the essence energy wasn’t condensed, it was still intangible. But for some reason, Mo'er’s secret technique caused the essence energy to imprint itself onto the blank talisman like ink.

Lin Xuan nodded beside him. Mo'er had indeed not been lazy in mastering this technique of transforming energy into form. At the Condensation Core Stage, her cultivation energy had reached a high level.

Although Lin Xuan could easily reclaim the blood ghost with his Incorporeal中期 cultivation, he deliberately watched from the sidelines to cultivate Mo'er’s abilities and independence.

In just a few breaths, Mo'er completed the talisman. Her face showed seriousness as she cast a spell, sending the talisman flying towards the blood ghost’s head.

Although the blood ghost wasn’t intelligent, it instinctively sensed danger and struggled to dodge. Mo'er then activated the restrictions within the Ten Thousand Soul Chain without hesitation.

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