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第五卷 天云十二州 第八百八十四章 云峰与妙幽仙子

Revisiting the old place, Lin Xuan's mood was different. Last time, he had no choice but to infiltrate the Mo Yue Clan, and fortunately, after much hardship, he managed to gain a lot of benefits. Besides mastering the secret technique of the Azure Illusionary Flame, he also cultivated his Spirit Root. Otherwise, with all those pills he ingested, it was still uncertain whether he could reach this level in cultivation.

This time, however, it was to fulfill a promise made to the Immortal Demon Supreme Lord. Lin Xuan admired few people in his life, and this reverse-fate-level witch counted as one of them.

Recalling the past, he had condensed his Golden Core at just over twenty years old. The speed was astonishing, leaving many speechless. Later, during his training in Youzhou, he took pleasure in settling scores. Eventually, he provoked the True Immortal of Azure Cloud Mountain to intervene.

At that time, the Immortal Demon Supreme Lord was only at the Condensation Core stage. Yet, facing a powerful Incarnation Stage expert, he remained unafraid and engaged in battle for several days until both were severely injured.

Such matters would be hard to believe, but even though Lin Xuan could challenge an Incarnation Stage cultivator when his Golden Core was fully matured, it wasn't due to any extraordinary abilities. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have stood a chance against such powerful opponents, despite their similar cultivation levels, as the difference in power and techniques was vast.

A small margin made all the difference; challenging higher ranks was not unheard of but required careful planning. Lin Xuan sank his divine consciousness into the jade scroll, and an elaborate map instantly appeared in his mind.

Unlike the Qin Clan in Youzhou, Mo Yue was a nomadic tribe that scattered across various tribes. Even after fleeing to the Ku Yin Mountains, this custom remained unchanged. With their territory vast enough for survival, only about one hundred thousand people lived here, making it neither too crowded nor sparse.

Numerous tribes were scattered throughout this region, with the Poplar Tribe having over ten thousand inhabitants. In Youzhou, that number was insignificant, but in Mo Yue, it was a medium-sized tribe. The recent ghostly calamity had not affected them, and after years of recuperation, there were now more than a hundred witches.

To the west and north, two other tribes with populations of about fifty thousand and seventy thousand respectively also existed. Despite being from different tribes, they had lived side by side for many years, forming good relations among themselves.

In their trading area, various goods were exchanged, and over time, a market began to form. While most businesses targeted ordinary people, there were several shops catering specifically to witches, similar to the markets of cultivators.

It was not unusual in Mo Yue that witches lived alongside ordinary people, so the integration between the market and the bazaar made sense. The largest among these was the Poplar Residence.

One morning, as the sun rose, many shops had yet to open when a voice filled with anger and shock echoed from within the Poplar Residence. Its volume was so loud that it could be heard several dozen meters away.

Many people looked surprised and approached the residence. Soon after, several witches arrived, causing others to disperse. But news quickly spread that the Poplar Residence had been burgled last night.

People exchanged glances, almost thinking they were hearing things. After all, a Condensation Core witch was stationed in this market every night, sleeping right at the Poplar Residence. According to one of the witches, he heard nothing unusual. How could this be? Only three Incarnation Stage witches, who were the leaders of their tribes, had such abilities.

But why would they risk their reputations for petty theft?

Fortunately, the stolen items weren’t many: a simple witch’s robe, a few unimportant jade scrolls, and some rare herbs. The only thing that mattered was the value of those herbs.

Despite this, the witches were still surprised by the audacity of the thief. If they had entered, why didn't they steal everything? Regardless, no clues were found, so the matter was left unresolved.

Meanwhile, about twenty miles away from the Poplar Residence market, in a secluded forest, a young man dressed as a witch held an jade scroll and sank his divine consciousness into it.

Although he wore a witch’s robe, his features and physique clearly belonged to Lin Xuan. While eliminating the mixed-matter old ancestor shouldn’t be too difficult, Lin Xuan wouldn't rashly enter their stronghold. After all, that guy outsmarted the Immortal Demon Supreme Lord; his intelligence was formidable. Against such cunning opponents, even with an advantage in strength, one must remain cautious.

Thus, Lin Xuan decided to impersonate a low-rank witch and sneak into their territory undetected. This required a disguise and some jade scrolls for information gathering on Mo Yue’s changes over the past decades.

Initially, it was just a casual idea, but seeing the contents of the scroll shocked him. Fortunately, he had taken this scroll; otherwise, he might have faced difficulties due to Mo Yue's changes.

Recalling his last visit, when the mixed-matter old ancestor was only an Incarnation Stage witch, now there were two new ones: Yun Feng from the Rainbow Ring Tribe and Miao Youfairy maiden from the Silver Phoenix Tribe. Both had been famous witches in Mo Yue’s past. Lin Xuan had seen them at a witchcraft conference.

The Rainbow Ring and Silver Phoenix tribes ranked second only to the Azure Moon Tribe. Lin Xuan rubbed his forehead, pondering. Although they were peak Condensation Core witches back then, condensing an Incarnation Core was much harder than expected. Could their rapid advancement be due to some extraordinary circumstances?

After a while, Lin Xuan shook his head. What did it matter if they had such opportunities? It didn’t concern him.

His purpose here was to use the mixed-matter old ancestor’s essence as blood sacrifice. While three Incarnation Stage witches were formidable, he wouldn't engage them directly. He could wait for an opportunity to strike and eliminate the mixed-matter old ancestor before escaping.

With a sinister smile on his face, Lin Xuan returned the jade scroll to his storage bag and flew towards Ku Yin City at high speed. Since he was impersonating a low-rank witch, he moved slowly, planning to act according to circumstances. He wasn't in a hurry.

In Ku Yin City, the Heaven Star Palace served as the mixed-matter old ancestor’s residence. Indeed, most high-rank witches likely lived here too. However, Yun Feng and Miao Youfairy maiden, though present, spent most of their time in their own tribes rather than this palace.

This was normal; while relations among witches were generally harmonious compared to cultivators, there was still competition. The mixed-matter old ancestor’s betrayal of his senior brother proved that. Since the advancement of two new Incarnation Stage witches a decade ago, ordinary witches and common people in Mo Yue rejoiced, believing it was divine favor. However, some high-rank figures noticed a subtle change in relations among the three tribes.

Logically, Ku Yin Tribe was the largest, but Rainbow Ring and Silver Phoenix could not compare. Yun Feng and Miao Youfairy maiden had just advanced, stabilizing their Incarnation Core, making them unable to compete with the mixed-matter old ancestor at his peak stage. However, they were previously romantically involved, and now that both were Incarnates, they had become dual cultivation partners.

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