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第五卷 天云十二州 第九百三十八章 聪明的和尚

Using an illusion, the demon corpse successfully caught Lin Xuan's attention.

The demon corpse was also feeling a sharp pain in his heart, despite being a significant figure, such low-grade talismans were still hard to come by.

A trace of resentment flashed across his eyes as he rapidly conjured several strange hand seals with his hands. Then, he spat out a fist-sized black blood that quickly fused with the corpse qi and formed an odd Taiji symbol before vanishing into his forehead.

His aura instantly surged.

But instead of lingering to fight, he lightly moved one step to the left and vanished without a trace.

Lin Xuan's pupils constricted. Was this... Shrink Earth Technique?

Impossible!

While it was only a basic spatial technique, even an Immortal Foundation cultivator could not perform such a feat.

Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes, realizing just how extraordinary this creature was.

If it were merely a mid-stage cultivator, he would indeed have no choice but to watch him escape. But for himself...

A smile played on Lin Xuan's lips; the other party was simply showing off in front of an expert.

With a wave of his sleeves, an ancient-looking spear shot out as Lin Xuan grasped it with one hand and injected mana without hesitation before swinging it fiercely forward.

A green light flashed. This treasure had incredible spatial abilities that could not shatter the void but made it difficult to use Shrink Earth Technique.

The air rippled, and the demon corpse stumbled into view.

Lin Xuan's figure flickered as he deployed Nine Heavens Microsteps, moving several steps before reaching his opponent.

The demon corpse was greatly alarmed.

His gaze at Lin Xuan became somewhat uncertain. Although there were many cultivators of various ages present, all had reached the Immortal Core stage.

"Companions, have you not yet come to a conclusion? If this matter drags on, it will be very detrimental to our city," an old man with white hair and rosy cheeks spoke slowly in a white robe.

His cultivation was also formidable; he was an advanced-stage Immortal Core cultivator. His eyes emitted divine light as his mana was exceptionally pure, though still short of breaking through, one could say that he had already taken the first step into the late stage.

"Senior Elder, this matter is clear-cut. The Spirit Medicine Mountain and Liuyao Palace have never gotten along well. True Feathers Immortal attacked their shops, so what does our city have to do with it? We only need to inform both parties," a lazy voice said. The speaker was a lecherous-looking cultivator in his fifties.

The old man frowned but did not speak.

"Brother Huang, you speak lightly. True Feathers Immortal attacked shops; he is the head of a sect. Unless he's out of his mind, and despite their discord, Spirit Medicine Mountain has much weaker power and always tolerates them. How could they possibly do such a thing?" A red-robed beauty shook her head.

"Then what? Even if Spirit Medicine Mountain was wrongfully accused, it is still their matter, not ours," the lecherous cultivator sneered.

"Namaste, Brother Huang says this has nothing to do with our city. I disagree," a monk in a large red robe spoke kindly. Cloud Province was a place of cultivation, where Taoists, demons, and even mages thrived, and there were significant potential for monsters as well.

"Oh, Master, what is your insight?" Although his words had been refuted, the Huang cultivator showed great respect; this monk's cultivation must be formidable.

"The old monk also believes that the one who attacked the shops was not the head of Spirit Medicine Mountain but a fake. However, they acted swiftly and cleanly, even with an inside man who killed the law enforcers responsible for patrolling the market without warning, allowing them to escape safely," the monk said.

"Master's words are correct. But if we can see through their ruse, the old monster of Liuyao Palace is not stupid. This matter should be resolved easily," the Huang cultivator stroked his beard and looked surprised.

"How could it be so easy? What is Liuyao Palace? One of the seven major forces in the Twelve States since ancient times, a powerful sect that has dominated for millennia. How can such a huge entity suffer such a loss? Even if they know it's fake, they would have to explain to their disciples and cannot let Spirit Medicine Mountain off easily. This is unrelated to us, but we must not forget: whoever the culprit is, Bai Feng Tang was robbed in our city, losing many goods and even killing the shopkeeper. They also pay us enough crystals each year..."

"Master's meaning is that Liuyao Palace will use this incident as leverage against our city?" The senior elder was visibly moved. His eyes shone as he turned his head to the left.

"Correct. Otherwise, a single law enforcer killed would be nothing. What does Spirit Medicine Mountain and Liuyao Palace have to do with us?" The monk's face was grave: "Do not forget that although our city is strong, it can only exist due to the balance between three major sects. If we were not in such a delicate equilibrium, we would already be absorbed."

All the elders fell silent; his words made sense.

"Then, according to Master, who did this?" The senior elder spoke slowly and clearly.

"I am unsure." The monk shook his head: "The Spirit Cultivation Sect, Linghun Valley, or Liuyao Palace—any of them could be responsible..."

"Master, I heard you correctly. This shop was owned by Liuyao Palace; would they rob themselves?" The Huang cultivator's face showed surprise.

"Humph! What is impossible? A feigned defeat has not been unheard of among us. Perhaps Liuyao Palace merely needs an excuse and might do so. Of course, the other two major forces might also try to take advantage of the situation, as the Gate of Devils will open in fifty years..."

At these words, everyone's faces changed—excitement mingled with fear—but no one dared to speak further. The monk continued speaking, shifting from the topic of the Gate of Devils: "Besides the three major forces, there might be other sects trying to take advantage as well. Even within our city, there are enemies, some old monsters among solitary cultivators who cannot handle us and thus devised this wicked plan."

The monk's cold laughter echoed.

"Master's analysis is very reasonable. If so, this matter not only endangers Spirit Medicine Mountain but also our city. What should we do?" The senior elder spoke humbly, seeking advice.

"This... " The monk frowned: "To resolve the crisis, finding the true culprit would be best. However, since they escaped and are old monsters of Immortal Core stage, capturing them is almost impossible. We can only inform Spirit Medicine Mountain and Liuyao Palace and wait for their demands. As long as they are not unreasonable, we should comply temporarily."

"But what if they demand more?" This time, the red-robed female cultivator spoke.

"More demands would be difficult. Although we have been in a tight spot among major sects' surveillance, we have secretly developed some strength; compared to hundreds of years ago, it is not as easy for them to manipulate us. The few old monsters of Liuyao Palace are no fools, and with the other two forces restraining them, they will not go too far. Of course, specifics can be unpredictable, but inaction is always a good strategy," the monk said.

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