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第五卷 天云十二州 第九百一十四章 郎情妾意

The jade box was hidden tightly in the black tiger's chest, undoubtedly a very important item. Lin Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly as he showed some interest.

With a flick of his fingers, a beam of light shot out and flew over to him, bringing the jade box before him.

Opening the lid, inside was an jade bowl containing a pill about the size of a longan. A sweet fragrance wafted out...

Lin Xuan had been born in Spirit Herb Mountain, so he was naturally familiar with alchemy techniques. However, this pill's appearance and color were unfamiliar to him; he didn't know what its effects might be.

After some hesitation, Lin Xuan put it away in his storage bag for further analysis at a later time.

Footsteps approached, and without turning around, Lin Xuan knew that Peacock had arrived behind him. As a celestial spirit race, this woman not only exuded unparalleled beauty but also emitted an elusive fragrance.

Peacock sighed as she looked at the corpse before her.

"How so? Do you know this fellow?" Lin Xuan frowned and asked.

"Yes, I've met him and even fought with him," Peacock replied indifferently, subtly indicating that she had no connection to the tiger.

"I suspected as much. Although he is a demon race like us, if he were your friend, he wouldn't have set such a trap here with the Primordial One," Lin Xuan said while sitting down.

"What? The Primordial One?" Miao You's voice echoed in his ears, surprised at the news. With her husband dead and now fearing this man, she was shocked to learn that he had arrived on Cold Mist Mountain as well.

"Indeed, the Primordial One and the black tiger set a trap here but both have been eliminated by me. Do not worry," Lin Xuan said, knowing Miao You's enmity with the Cloudy Water Clan and thus not needing to hide anything.

"The Primordial One is dead at your hands?"

Miao You was stunned, her eyes wide with shock and joy. She had seen Lin Xuan's power; even compared to a late-stage Golden Core cultivator, he was on par. Killing the Primordial One was merely a matter of effort for him.

The woman felt deeply grateful and knelt before Lin Xuan.

"I do not need such formalities. I only avenged my friend," Lin Xuan's light laughter echoed in her ears.

"Avenging your friend, could it be that one of your friends fell to the Primordial One?"

"Yes, this person is familiar to you as well. It was the witch known as the Hundred Toxin Sage from the Moon Ink Clan."

"What? The Hundred Toxin Sage?"

Miao You's expression turned alarmed but she soon realized Lin Xuan wasn't lying. This mid-stage Golden Core cultivator had used Green Illusion Mystic Fire, which must be a technique passed down by the Hundred Toxin Sage.

Seeing her shocked reaction, Lin Xuan smiled. He revealed this secret for his own reasons. Moon Ink Clan witches had their unique cultivation system and excelled in cultivating various poisons. His jade lotus bees were not yet mature; perhaps the Moon Ink Clan had some method to hasten their growth.

Lin Xuan didn't want to forcefully take anything, so he revealed his connection with the Hundred Toxin Sage, offering his gratitude for killing the Primordial One. The other would surely hand over any precious texts from within their clan.

Miao You was indeed grateful and repeatedly thanked Lin Xuan.

After tidying up the black tiger's corpse, Lin Xuan and the two women flew towards Peacock's lair.

As the lord of this region for ten thousand miles, Peacock's lair was built at the center of Grief Sea Mountain. The environment was elegant with picturesque scenery, and the aura of spiritual energy wasn't weak either. For demons, a demon vein was perfect, but such treasures were rare in the mortal world.

Unlike ordinary cultivators' secluded abodes, Peacock's lair was more refined, almost like a princess's chamber. However, she didn't immediately entertain guests; instead, they each went to their own quiet rooms to meditate after the arduous battle. Each of them had some injuries.

Although Miao You's powers were weakest, as a late-stage Golden Core cultivator who had lived for hundreds of years, her eyes were clear and sharp. Lin Xuan's origins might be unclear, but he was clearly close to Peacock. If she stayed here, it would make her too uncomfortable.

Moreover, with the Primordial One dead, only one mid-stage Golden Core witch remained in their clan. She needed to return to take charge of matters.

Thus, without waiting for her injuries to heal, she left a handwritten note and didn't bother greeting Lin Xuan or Peacock before returning to the Moon Ink Clan.

As for Lin Xuan, he wasn't in a hurry to leave. He and Peacock were neither enemies nor foes; they could be described as soulmates since their parting on Spirit Herb Mountain over sixty years ago. There was much to discuss.

Peacock's attitude towards Lin Xuan was also intriguing.

In truth, it was simple.

Back then, they had many grievances but ended up becoming good friends after a fight. As an arrogant celestial spirit race, Peacock didn't have many friends, and among the opposite sex, only Lin Xuan stood out.

The relationship between men and women was hard to define—friendship or love. She wouldn't have invited Lin Xuan to Grief Sea Mountain back then if she weren't fond of him.

However, her feelings were new, so at that time, she wasn't quite sure herself. Worried about his safety, she had invited him anyway.

But Lin Xuan didn't appreciate it; as a man, he couldn't rely on a woman's protection.

Lin Xuan chose a more difficult path of cultivation with unwavering determination. Fortunately, the heavens rewarded diligence. Despite the hardships in Cloudy Sea and Demon Spirit Island, his life was like a flickering candle.

However, Lin Xuan's resolve to pursue Dao was unshakable; no matter how dire the situation, he never considered giving up. With his cunning, persistence, and indomitable will, coupled with some luck, he eventually turned danger into safety and reached mid-stage Golden Core.

When Tug of War descended this time, Peacock faced unprecedented peril. The Primordial One was one of the Four Evils in the Spirit Realm and a natural enemy to their clan. She thought she would fall here but was saved by Lin Xuan at the most dangerous moment with nearly equal power to a Golden Core cultivator.

Though Peacock didn't say anything, her gratitude was immense. Even strong women wished for a warm and safe shoulder to lean on. Now that Lin Xuan had grown from a mere condensation period cultivator, his broad chest was enough for her to rely on.

Peacock offered herself to him, but Lin Xuan felt nothing in return; his heart was deep like the sea, but he lacked courage.

This was something neither girl nor boy asked others to do. Despite their intimate evenings, Lin Xuan didn't dare step into Peacock's chamber at night, finding it more terrifying than Tug of War's den. Peacock felt both embarrassed and frustrated, so she came up with a plan after months...

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