yī pēng xīn zhōng zhuǎn zhe dǎi dú niàn tou bù zhòu nà hún shēn de lì yǔ què suǒ shōu qǐ hú cháng yī tíng mò dào zuì jiā shí jī jué bù néng gōng qǐ shí fāng jǐng tì 。
一烹心中转着歹毒念头不纣那浑身的戾与却所收起糊偿一廷末到最佳时机绝不能弓起时方警惕。
Lin Xuan was no ordinary cultivator. He had seen through countless plots and schemes in his lifetime, even if he didn't know the identity of the Fang cultivator who was a blood demon, he had long noticed this old man.
rán ér lín xuān qǐ shì pǔ tōng xiū shì kě bǐ píng shēng jiàn duō le yīn móu guǐ jì suī rán hái bù zhī dào fāng xìng xiū shì jiù shì xuè mó dàn zǎo jiù zhù yì dào zhè lǎo jiā huǒ 。
然而林轩岂是普通修士可比平生见多了阴谋诡计虽然还不知道方姓修士就是血魔但早就注意到这老家伙。
Both sides were scheming against each other, but on the surface, they appeared to be getting along perfectly well.
shuāng fāng hù xiāng suàn jì bù guò biǎo miàn shàng què róng qià wú bǐ 。
双方互相算计不过表面上却融洽无比。
Lin Xuan went off to ask for directions. A flash of light later, several cultivators suddenly appeared before him. There were both men and women, with varying levels of cultivation, all at the Foundation Establishment stage.
cǐ shí lín xuān pǎo qù wèn lù guāng huá yī shǎn zhī hòu jiù lái dào jǐ míng xiū shì de yǎn pīn le 。
此时林轩跑去问路光华一闪之后就来到几名修士的眼拼了。
They flew slowly, constantly chatting among themselves. When Lin Xuan suddenly appeared in front of them, their expressions changed dramatically. The more impatient ones immediately reached out to summon a spiritual artifact.
yǒu nán yǒu nǚ xiū wèi cēn cī bù qí dàn quán dōu shì zhù jī qī 。
有男有女修为参差不齐但全都是筑基期。
Lin Xuan paid no attention as an incredibly powerful pressure emanated from his body. Several cultivators felt their bodies weaken and almost tumbled down from the sky.
jǐ rén fēi xíng dé hěn màn hái zài bù tíng de hù xiāng jiāo tán 。
几人飞行得很慢还在不停的互相交谈。
Fortunately, this pressure dissipated quickly, but they were already drenched in sweat.
kàn jiàn lín xuān sà rán chū xiàn zài yǎn qián yí gè èr gè liǎn sè dà biàn xìng jí de yǐ shēn shǒu yī pāi jiāng líng qì jì le qǐ lái 。
看见林轩飒然出现在眼前一个二个脸色大变性急的已伸手一拍将灵器祭了起来。
"Senior, please instruct us," said an old man with a full head of wrinkles, bowing deeply as he approached Lin Xuan. "We are the Seven Companions of Cloud Mountain. Please tell us what you need."
lín xuān shì ruò wú dǔ qiáng dà yǐ jí de líng yā cóng shēn shàng pēn bó ér chū 。
林轩视若无睹强大以极的灵压从身上喷薄而出。
With his late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivation, the old man couldn't perceive Lin Xuan's true strength.
jǐ gè xiū shì zhǐ jué de hún shēn yī ruǎn jī hū yào cóng bàn kōng zhōng diē luò xià lái 。
几个修士只觉得浑身一软几乎要从半空中跌落下来。
However, that pressure was not from someone at the Condensation Core stage; it must be one of those legendary Infant Soul cultivators, thought the old man with a look of fear and extreme respect on his face.
xìng hǎo zhè gǔ líng yā lái de kuài qù dé yě kuài dàn tā men yǐ shì mǎn tóu dà hán 。
幸好这股灵压来得快去得也快但他们已是满头大汗。
"Is this Mount Yunling?"
rén rén liǎn sè bái yī míng mǎn liǎn zhòu wén de lǎo zhě yuè zhòng chū lái cān jiàn qián bèi bù zhī dào nín yǒu shén me fēn fù wǒ men yún shān qī yǒu yí dìng zhào bàn de 。”
人人脸色白一名满脸皱纹的老者越众出来参见前辈不知道您有什么吩咐我们云山七友一定照办的。”
"Yes," the old man nodded, slightly surprised. "Why such an obvious question? I heard that strange mists appeared in the mountains recently, none of which returned alive. It's extremely dangerous. How can you still dare to come here with your low cultivation?"
yī biān shuō yī biān yòng shén shí zài lín xuān shēn shàng sǎo guò yǐ tā zhù jī hòu qī de xiū wèi zì rán kàn bù chū lín xuān de shēn qiǎn le 。
一边说一边用神识在林轩身上扫过以他筑基后期的修为自然看不出林轩的深浅了。
The old man sighed. "Senior, you see, we are all rootless cultivators without any sects or clans protecting us. Our power is weak, and we earn very little in a year. The Yunling Mountain has many spirit herbs, which is our only source of sustenance. As long as we don't enter the strange mists, there shouldn't be much danger."
bù guò gāng cái nà líng zài ， jué fēi níng dān qī xiū shì néng gòu yōng yǒu cǐ rén shí yǒu ** shì chuán shuō zhōng de yuán yīng qī lǎo guài xiǎng dào zhè lǐ lǎo zhě mǎn liǎn huáng kǒng zhī sè biǎo qíng yě yuè de gōng jìng
不过刚才那灵再，绝非凝丹期修士能够拥有此人十有**是传说中的元婴期老怪想到这里老者满脸惶恐之色表情也越的恭敬
Lin Xuan nodded. Although he was now one of the top cultivators in the human world, he had once been a small cultivator and understood the hardships of being a rootless cultivator.
yún shān qī yǒu 。”
云山七友。”
"Alright,"
lín xuān nán nán de niàn le yī jù zhè jǐ rén kàn dǎ bàn jiù shì sàn xiū ér méi yǒu zōng mén bì hù sàn xiū de rì zi kě shì fēi cháng jiān nán suǒ yǐ cháng cháng huì yǒu yī cǐ xìng qíng xiāng tóu de sàn xiū yì jié jīn zhè yàng jì kě yǐ bù shòu jū shù yù jiàn shì qíng yòu kě yǐ hù xiāng zhào yìng yī xià de 。
林轩喃喃的念了一句这几人看打扮就是散修而没有宗门庇护散修的日子可是非常艰难所以常常会有一此性情相投的散修义结金这样既可以不受拘束遇见事情又可以互相照应一下的。
Lin Xuan's expression suddenly changed as if something unexpected occurred to him. He had just used his divine sense to scan the area and sensed nearly a thousand cultivators nearby.
nǐ men bù yòng jīng huāng zhǐ xū yào huí dá wǒ jǐ gè wèn tí jiù kě yǐ ān rán lí qù 。” lín xuān lěng bīng bīng de huà yīn chuán rù ěr duǒ lǐ dài zhe bù róng zhì yí de yǔ qì 。
你们不用惊慌只需要回答我几个问题就可以安然离去。”林轩冷冰冰的话音传入耳朵里带着不容置疑的语气。
Even without the strange mists, there shouldn't have been so many cultivators here. Yunling Mountain was indeed a good place for low-stage cultivators, but there were other places like Stone City with better resources.
qián bèi qǐng shuō wǎn bèi yí dìng zhī wú bù yán de 。” lǎo zhě máng diǎn tóu rú zhuó mǐ biǎo qíng gèng shì gōng jìng wú bǐ 。
前辈请说晚辈一定知无不言的。”老者忙点头如啄米表情更是恭敬无比。
The presence of these cultivators indicated that something was amiss.
zhè lǐ kě shì yún lǐng shān me 。”
这里可是纭岭山么。”
"You're lying."
bù cuò 。” lǎo zhě diǎn le diǎn tóu xīn zhōng lüè gǎn chà yì zhè ge wèn tí shì bú shì yě tài jiǎn dān le cǐ 。
不错。”老者点了点头心中略感诧异这个问题是不是也太简单了此。
A small Foundation Establishment cultivator dared to deceive him?
wǒ tīng shuō qián yī zhèn shān zhōng chū xiàn le guài wù jìn rù qí zhōng de xiū shì méi yǒu yí gè huó zhe zǒu chū wēi xiǎn wú bǐ yǐ nǐ men de xiū wèi zěn me hái lái zhè lǐ 。”
我听说前一阵山中出现了怪雾进入其中的修士没有一个活着走出危险无比以你们的修为怎么还来这里。”
Lin Xuan's face flashed with a trace ofevil spirit气息. The old man, despite his low cultivation, was cunning and immediately understood he had been caught in a lie. Without hesitation, he knelt down and begged for mercy.
lǎo zhě tīng liǎo què tàn le kǒu qì qián bèi yǒu suǒ bù zhī wǎn bèi děng dōu shì wú mén wú pài de sàn xiū zhī shì qiě fǎ lì dī wēi yī nián yě zhuàn bù liǎo duō shǎo jīng shí ér zhè yún lǐng shān de líng cǎo pǒ duō chú le zhè lǐ wǒ men gēn běn jiù méi yǒu shēng jì zhī chù hé kuàng zhǐ yào bù jìn rù guài wù zhī zhōng tīng shuō yě méi yǒu shén me dà ài de kǒu ”
老者听了却叹了口气前辈有所不知晚辈等都是无门无派的散修之士且法力低微一年也赚不了多少晶石而这纭岭山的灵草颇多除了这里我们根本就没有生计之处何况只要不进入怪雾之中听说也没有什么大碍的口”
"Senior, please don't be angry," the old man said hurriedly. "I will tell you the real reason."
lín xuān diǎn le diǎn tóu tā rú jīn suī yǐ shì rén jiè dǐng ér jiān ér de gāo shǒu dàn xī rì yě shì cóng xiǎo xiū shì yí bù yí bù zǒu guò lái de ér qiě tóng yàng zuò guò sàn xiū zì rán shēn zhī qí zhōng kǔ chǔ 。
林轩点了点头他如今虽已是人界顶儿尖儿的高手但昔日也是从小修士一步一步走过来的而且同样做过散修自然深知其中苦楚。
"No need."
bù shí ”
不时”
Lin Xuan's lips curled into a sneer. "I didn't want to kill anyone, but you forced my hand."
lín xuān yuán běn yǐ zhǔn bèi lí kāi biǎo qíng tū rán biàn dé yǒu cǐ gǔ guài tā gāng gāng suí yì yòng shén shí yī sǎo guāng zhè fù jìn de xiū shì jiù gǎn yìng dào jìn qiān zhī duō 。
林轩原本已准备离开表情突然变得有此古怪他刚刚随意用神识一扫光这附近的修士就感应到近千之多。
With a cold voice, a beam of light shot out from his finger and transformed into a green hand.
jiù suàn méi yǒu chū xiàn guài wù zhī qián yě bù gāi yǒu rú cǐ duō de xiū shì lái zhè lǐ hé kuàng yún lǐng shān suī rán shì dī jiē xiū shì zuì hǎo de qù chù dàn zī yuán shāo chà yī cǐ de dì fāng wù shí chéng hái shì lìng yǒu yī cǐ 。
就算没有出现怪雾之前也不该有如此多的修士来这里何况纭岭山虽然是低阶修士最好的去处但资源稍差一此的地方晤石城还是另有一此。
It grabbed the old man's head.
jì rán yǒu bié de xuǎn zé hái lái zhè lǐ mào xiǎn míng xiǎn jiù hěn gǔ guài le 。
既然有别的选择还来这里冒险明显就很古怪了。
Although Mo Nian was unwilling to die, he had no chance against such a small Foundation Establishment cultivator. Lin Xuan then began to use soul manipulation techniques.
shí fāng zài sā huǎng 。
时方在撒谎。
Lin Xuan didn't need to be heartless; after all, he had given them a chance.
yí gè xiǎo xiǎo de zhù jī qī xiū shì jū rán gǎn qī piàn zì jǐ 。
一个小小的筑基期修士居然敢欺骗自己。
If this guy had been honest, maybe he would have given him some crystals as compensation. But playing tricks on him was asking for trouble.
lín xuān liǎn shàng shǎn guò yī lǚ shā qì ér nà lǎo zhě xiū wèi suī dī wéi rén què jiǎo huá dé jǐn lì kè míng bái huǎng yán bèi shí pò èr huà bù shuō guì xià kē tóu le qián bèi xī nù qián bèi xī nù wǎn bèi zhè jiù jiāng zhēn zhèng de yuán yīn shuō chū 。”
林轩脸上闪过一缕煞气而那老者修为虽低为人却狡猾得紧立刻明白谎言被识破二话不说跪下磕头了前辈息怒前辈息怒晚辈这就将真正的原因说出。”
Soon, Lin Xuan got the result he wanted. The green hand turned into flames, and the old man fainted completely. Six others witnessed it all, trembling in fear.
bù yòng le 。”
不用了。”
No one dared to intervene; they had sworn to stick together through thick and thin, but who would take such a vow seriously?
lín xuān zuǐ jiǎo biān lù chū jī cháo zhī sè yuán běn lín mǒu bìng bù xiàng làn shā wú gū kě nǐ piān yào qī piàn yú wǒ jiù yuàn bù dé zài xià xīn hěn le 。”
林轩嘴角边露出讥嘲之色原本林某并不像滥杀无辜可你偏要欺骗于我就怨不得在下心狠了。”
"Go," Lin Xuan's voice was calm. He wasn't a cruel killer; he only punished the old man for lying. The other six cultivators remained silent as Lin Xuan didn't blame them.
bàn suí zhe bīng lěng de huà yīn yī dào guāng xiá cóng zhǐ jiān fēi lüè ér chū huà wèi yī zhī qīng sè guài shǒu
伴随着冰冷的话音一道光霞从指间飞掠而出化为一只青色怪手
"Senior, you really forgive us?" said a scholar-like man in his twenties.
zhuā zhù le lǎo zhě de tóu lú 。
抓住了老者的头颅。
The others were both shocked and relieved but mostly fearful.
shí fāng suī bù yuàn zuò yǐ dài bì dàn zài lín xuān de miàn qián yī xiǎo xiǎo de zhù jī qī xiū shì nǎ yǒu fǎn kàng de yú dì 。
时方虽不愿坐以待毙但在林轩的面前一小小的筑基期修士哪有反抗的余地。
"Hmph, do I need to deceive you all?" Lin Xuan's face darkened. "Do you want to stay here?"
suí hòu jiù kāi shǐ shī zhǎn bō hún zhī fǎ 。
随后就开始施展拨魂之法。
The cold words sent shockwaves through the six cultivators. They didn't dare to say anything more and scattered quickly.
bú yào guài lín xuān xīn hěn shǒu là bì jìng tā yǐ gěi guò duì fāng jī huì a
不要怪林轩心狠手辣毕竟他已给过对方机会啊
"Should we let them go? This is an old grudge. Are you afraid they might seek revenge one day?"
rú guǒ zhè jiā huo lǎo lǎo shí shí lín xuān shuō bù dìng hái huì dà fāng de gěi shàng yī bǐ jīng shí bù guò zài zì jǐ miàn qián wán huā zhāo nà jiù shì zhǎo sǐ 。
如果这家伙老老实实林轩说不定还会大方的给上一笔晶石不过在自己面前玩花招那就是找死。
Stupid girl, while compassion for enemies can prevent future troubles, it depends on the situation. A few Foundation Establishment cultivators are nothing; I don't think they will ever have the qualifications to seek revenge.
hěn kuài lín xuān jiù dé dào le xiǎng yào de jié guǒ liǎn shàng lù chū gǔ guài zhī sè nà qīng sè dà shǒu huǒ guāng yī shǎn huà wèi le yī tuán huǒ yàn lǎo zhě zǎo yǐ hūn mí zhè xià gèng shì chè dǐ de cóng shì jiān xiāo shī 。
很快林轩就得到了想要的结果脸上露出古怪之色那青色大手火光一闪化为了一团火焰老者早已昏迷这下更是彻底的从世间消失。
That's true," Mo Yue nodded. She had been overly worried. Even if these guys managed to reach the Infant Soul stage, it would take many years, and she and her master were likely already in the Spirit Realm by then.
zhěng gè guò chéng shèng xià de liù rén qīn yǎn mù dǔ zǎo yǐ xià dé sè sè dǒu le 。
整个过程剩下的六人亲眼目睹早已吓得瑟瑟抖了。
Thinking of the Spirit Realm made Mo Yue think about Xiao Xue Fox. How was that little guy doing? If he met him again, his cultivation might even surpass hers. She had to work harder.
zì rán méi yǒu rén chū shǒu xiàng jiù suī rán jié bài shí shuō guò yào tóng shēng gòng sǐ dàn tā men yòu bù shǎ shuí huì jiāng zhè jù huà dàng zhēn a 。
自然没有人出手相救虽然结拜时说过要同生共死但他们又不傻谁会将这句话当真啊。
Mo Yue's thoughts turned as the seven companions of Cloud Mountain faced new trouble.
nǐ men zǒu ba ” lín xuān dàn rán de shēng yīn chuán bā ěr duǒ tā bì jìng bú shì cán rěn shì shā de rén wù lǎo zhě sā huǎng suǒ yǐ cái shòu dào chéng fá qí tā jǐ rén méi yǒu shuō huà lín xuān zì rán bú huì qiān nù yú tā 。
你们走吧”林轩淡然的声音传八耳朵他毕竟不是残忍嗜杀的人物老者撒谎所以才受到惩罚其他几人没有说话林轩自然不会迁怒于他。
Moyan used to be a penniless scholar who failed many times in exams. He accidentally obtained a shallow cultivation technique from a fortune-telling book and eventually embarked on the path of cultivation.
qián bèi zhēn de fàng guò wǒ men 。” shuō huà de shì yī rú shēng dǎ bàn de nán zi kàn shàng qù èr shí huà bā suì nián jì 。
前辈真的放过我们。”说话的是一儒生打扮的男子看上去二十化八岁年纪。
He encountered many hardships but managed to successfully establish his Foundation. If he were still in Kuizhou, he might have lived a carefree life, but in Yunzhou, there were too many powerful cultivators and numerous major sects. A lone Foundation Establishment cultivator was insignificant.
qí tā rén yě yòu jīng yòu xǐ dàn liǎn shàng gèng duō de shì wèi jù 。
其他人也又惊又喜但脸上更多的是畏惧。
Frequently bullied, Moyan eventually befriended several other rootless cultivators and formed the Seven Companions of Cloud Mountain to look out for each other, improving their situation somewhat, but it remained difficult.
hēng wǒ yòng dé zhe qī piàn nǐ men jǐ gè xiǎo bèi ma 。” lín xuān liǎn sè yī chén hái shì nǐ men dōu dǎ suàn liú zài zhè lǐ 。”
哼我用得着欺骗你们几个小辈吗。”林轩脸色一沉还是你们都打算留在这里。”
His greatest wish in this life was to condense his essence.
bīng lěng de huà yǔ chuán rù ěr duǒ liù rén dà jīng shī sè zì rán bù gǎn zài shuō shén me yī hòng ér sàn le 。
冰冷的话语传入耳朵六人大惊失色自然不敢再说什么一哄而散了。
With that, he wouldn't have to worry about being bullied as a rootless cultivator. He could even marry into an average family and rise to prominence.
，； zhòng yàng fàng tā men jī hǎo ma yuān chóu suǒ jīng jié xià nǐ jiù bù pà tā jiù gān qìn bào chóu a ”
，；众样放他们击好吗冤仇所经结下你就不怕他旧甘沁报仇啊”
However, the reality was harsh.
shǎ yā tou ， suī shuō duì dí rén bù néng xīn ruǎn miǎn de liú xià hòu huàn dàn yě yào kàn qíng kuàng a qū qū jǐ gè zhù jī qī xiū shì ér yǐ chēng jué de yǒu zhāo yī rì tā men yǒu zī gé zhǎo wǒ bào chóu 。”
傻丫头，虽说对敌人不能心软免得留下后患但也要看情况啊区区几个筑基期修士而已称觉得有朝一日他们有资格找我报仇。”
Recently, Moyan heard of strange mists appearing on Yunling Mountain, which had many treasures. According to reliable information, these were remnants of ancient cultivators' sites that had been sealed in the mountains but reappeared after the seals failed.
zhè dào yě shì 。” yuè ér diǎn diǎn tóu zì jǐ shì tài qǐ rén yōu tiān le cǐ jiù suàn zhè jǐ gè jiā huo néng gòu xiū dào wù yīng qī yě bù zhī dào duō shǎo nián guò qù nà shí hòu zì jǐ hé shào yé shí yǒu ** dōu yǐ fēi shēng qù le líng jiè 。
这倒也是。”月儿点点头自己是太杞人忧天了此就算这几个家伙能够修到兀婴期也不知道多少年过去那时候自己和少爷十有**都已飞升去了灵界。
There were medicinal pills, treasure artifacts, cultivation techniques, and rare materials that had long vanished. If he could obtain just a little bit, his cultivation resources would no longer be an issue, giving him hope to condense his essence.
xiǎng dào fēi shēng yuè ér bù yóu de yòu dāo niàn qǐ le xiǎo xuě hú yě bù zhī dào nà yǒu zhe yī tiáo wěi ba de xiǎo jiā huo zěn me yàng le zài jiàn miàn de shí hòu tā de xiū wèi kǒng pà bǐ zì jǐ hái yào shèng shàng yī chóu bù xíng wǒ yě dé nǔ lì le 。
想到飞升月儿不由得又叨念起了小雪狐也不知道那有着一条尾巴的小家伙怎么样了再见面的时候她的修为恐怕比自己还要胜上一筹不行我也得努力了。
Knowing how difficult it was for him to snatch these treasures, Moyan still couldn't resist the temptation of such valuable rewards. He decided to take a risk with his seven brothers and see if they could succeed.
yuè ér rú shì xiǎng zhe táo zǒu de yún shān qī yǒu què yòu lìng qǐ fēng bō 。
月儿如是想着逃走的云山七友却又另起风波。
Prosperity comes from taking risks; this principle applied in cultivation as well.
mò nián yuán běn shì yī luò pò shū shēng lǚ shì bù zhōng hòu lái gòu mǎi rì shū de shí hòu yì wài huò dé le yī běn rú mén de cū qiǎn xiū xiān gōng fǎ 。
莫年原本是一落魄书生屡试不中后来购买日书的时候意外获得了一本儒门的粗浅修仙功法。
However, when he arrived at Yunling Mountain, he was surprised. He thought there wouldn't be many cultivators here due to the strange mists, but it seemed more than before. Had the news leaked out?
shuō lái yě qiǎo fán rén zhī zhōng yǒu líng gēn zhī rén fèng máo lín jiǎo ér mò nián zī zhì suī shuō bù shàng hǎo dàn què shí shì yǒu mù shǔ xìng de líng gēn 。
说来也巧凡人之中有灵根之人凤毛麟角而莫年资质虽说不上好但确实是有木属性的灵根。
The seven brothers exchanged glances, their faces dark with worry.
yú shì tā jī yuán qiǎo hé zǒu shàng le xiū xiān zhī lù 。
于是他机缘巧合走上了修仙之路。
Fortunately, they used their divine senses and found that most of them were low-stage cultivators—Foundation Establishment or even some at the Spirit Flowing stage. There were few Condensation Core experts, which was a relief. If this situation persisted, they still had a chance to obtain treasures as long as the gap wasn't too large; luck played an important role.
yī lù kǎn kǎn kě kě què yùn qì jí mā de zhù jī chéng gōng ruò shì shēn zài kè zhōu huò xǔ hái néng guò dé xiāo yáo kě yún zhōu gāo shǒu tài duō dà de zōng mén shǔ bù shèng shǔ yī míng zhù jī qī de sàn xiū shí zài bù suàn shén me 。
一路坎坎坷坷却运气极妈的筑基成功若是身在克州或许还能过得逍遥可云州高手太多大的宗门数不胜数一名筑基期的散修实在不算什么。
But their hopes were dashed when another Infant Soul cultivator appeared and started looking for them. These old monsters would never let them get any of the treasures.
dào chù shòu rén qī fù hòu lái rèn shí le jǐ míng sàn xiū jié bài chéng le yún shān qī yǒu hù xiāng zhào kàn chǔ jìng zhè cái shāo shāo gǎi guān rán ér yī rì shí fēn jiān nán 。
到处受人欺负后来认识了几名散修结拜成了云山七友互相照看处境这才稍稍改观然而依日十分艰难。
Fortunately, Moyan didn't know about the secret yet, so he took a risky step by not revealing it but ended up in a disastrous situation.
tā jīn shēng zuì dà de yuàn wàng jiù shì néng gòu jié dān 。
他今生最大的愿望就是能够结丹。
Now that he had saved his life, what should he do? Alone and weak, should he still go for the treasure?
nà yàng de huà jí shǐ shì sàn xiū yě bù yòng dān xīn shòu qī fù shèn zhì hái néng rù zhuì mǒu gè zhōng děng guī mó de jiā zú cóng cǐ fēi huáng téng dá le 。
那样的话即使是散修也不用担心受欺负甚至还能入赘某个中等规模的家族从此飞黄腾达了。
Moyan hesitated. Suddenly, his eyes glinted with malice. "I can't just return empty-handed. There are still many Spirit Flowing stage disciples here. Even if this guy is poorer than me, killing him might yield a few crystals."
rán ér yuàn wàng shì hǎo de xiàn shí què hěn cán kù 。
然而愿望是好的现实却很残酷。
Remember that Stone City was a hub for rootless cultivators and had rules against random killings or taking treasures without permission; otherwise, severe punishments would be imposed.
zhí dào bù jiǔ qián jī huì lái le 。
直到不久前机会来了。
High-stage cultivators didn't care much about such rules, but they still constrained low-stage cultivators.
yún lǐng shān mào chū wú shù gǔ guài de yún wù kāi shǐ de shí hòu sǐ le xǔ duō xiū xiān zhě rén rén dōu hěn hài pà kě yòu lái tā dé dào yī kě kào xiāo xī shuō yún wù zhōng shì yǒu yì bǎo chū shì 。
纭岭山冒出无数古怪的云雾开始的时候死了许多修仙者人人都很害怕可又来他得到一可靠消息说云雾中是有异宝出世。
However, in Yunling Mountain, with so many mixed characters, who would know if he killed this person?
ér qiě yì bǎo hái bú shì yī jiàn liǎng jiàn jù shuō nǎi shì yī dà de gǔ xiū shì yí zhǐ yuán běn bèi fēng yìn zài shān lǐ miàn hòu lái fēng yìn shī xiào cái chóng xīn shēng chū le dì miàn 。
而且异宝还不是一件两件据说乃是一大的古修士遗址原本被封印在山里面后来封印失效才重新升出了地面。
Moyan thought fiercely and quickly identified his target. A young man wearing a white robe, around twenty years old, with sharp eyes and a handsome face, looked like someone from a noble family.
lǐ miàn yǒu dān yào yǒu fǎ bǎo yǒu gōng fǎ diǎn jí hái yǒu xǔ duō rú jīn yǐ jīng jué jì le de zhēn xī cái liào zì jǐ zhǐ yào dé dào yì diǎn yǐ hòu jiù zài yě bù yòng wèi xiū liàn zī yuán chóu cóng ér dà yǒu xī wàng níng dān 。
里面有丹药有法宝有功法典籍还有许多如今已经绝迹了的珍稀材料自己只要得到一点以后就再也不用为修炼资源愁从而大有希望凝丹。
But his cultivation was only at the late Spirit Flowing stage.
jǐn guǎn zhī dào yǐ zì jǐ de xiū wèi xiǎng yào duó bǎo nán shàng jiā nán kě yòu rén de lì yì miàn qián tā rú hé yuàn yì fàng qì yú shì huǒ tóng qī gè xiōng dì jué dìng pīn shàng yī pīn 。
尽管知道以自己的修为想要夺宝难上加难可诱人的利益面前他如何愿意放弃于是伙同七个兄弟决定拼上一拼。
"Hmph, must be a disciple from a clan with poor spiritual roots."
fù guì xiǎn zhōng qiú zhè dào lǐ zài xiū xiān jiè yě tóng yàng shì yòng 。
富贵险中求这道理在修仙界也同样适用。
Moyan was delighted. This guy had low cultivation but a wealthy background; robbing him would yield substantial gains.
kě dào le yún lǐng shān què dà chī jīng yuán běn yǐ wéi chū xiàn guài wù zhè ér yīng gāi méi yǒu duō shǎo xiū xiān zhě méi xiǎng dào bǐ guò qù hái duō nán dào xiāo xī zǒu lòu le 。
可到了纭岭山却大吃惊原本以为出现怪雾这儿应该没有多少修仙者没想到比过去还多难道消息走漏了。
He used his divine sense to scan the area and found no one else nearby. He licked his lips as he slowly approached.
Lin Xuan was no ordinary cultivator. He had seen through countless plots and schemes in his lifetime, even if he didn't know the identity of the Fang cultivator who was a blood demon, he had long noticed this old man.
Both sides were scheming against each other, but on the surface, they appeared to be getting along perfectly well.
Lin Xuan went off to ask for directions. A flash of light later, several cultivators suddenly appeared before him. There were both men and women, with varying levels of cultivation, all at the Foundation Establishment stage.
They flew slowly, constantly chatting among themselves. When Lin Xuan suddenly appeared in front of them, their expressions changed dramatically. The more impatient ones immediately reached out to summon a spiritual artifact.
Lin Xuan paid no attention as an incredibly powerful pressure emanated from his body. Several cultivators felt their bodies weaken and almost tumbled down from the sky.
Fortunately, this pressure dissipated quickly, but they were already drenched in sweat.
"Senior, please instruct us," said an old man with a full head of wrinkles, bowing deeply as he approached Lin Xuan. "We are the Seven Companions of Cloud Mountain. Please tell us what you need."
With his late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivation, the old man couldn't perceive Lin Xuan's true strength.
However, that pressure was not from someone at the Condensation Core stage; it must be one of those legendary Infant Soul cultivators, thought the old man with a look of fear and extreme respect on his face.
"Is this Mount Yunling?"
"Yes," the old man nodded, slightly surprised. "Why such an obvious question? I heard that strange mists appeared in the mountains recently, none of which returned alive. It's extremely dangerous. How can you still dare to come here with your low cultivation?"
The old man sighed. "Senior, you see, we are all rootless cultivators without any sects or clans protecting us. Our power is weak, and we earn very little in a year. The Yunling Mountain has many spirit herbs, which is our only source of sustenance. As long as we don't enter the strange mists, there shouldn't be much danger."
Lin Xuan nodded. Although he was now one of the top cultivators in the human world, he had once been a small cultivator and understood the hardships of being a rootless cultivator.
"Alright,"
Lin Xuan's expression suddenly changed as if something unexpected occurred to him. He had just used his divine sense to scan the area and sensed nearly a thousand cultivators nearby.
Even without the strange mists, there shouldn't have been so many cultivators here. Yunling Mountain was indeed a good place for low-stage cultivators, but there were other places like Stone City with better resources.
The presence of these cultivators indicated that something was amiss.
"You're lying."
A small Foundation Establishment cultivator dared to deceive him?
Lin Xuan's face flashed with a trace ofevil spirit气息. The old man, despite his low cultivation, was cunning and immediately understood he had been caught in a lie. Without hesitation, he knelt down and begged for mercy.
"Senior, please don't be angry," the old man said hurriedly. "I will tell you the real reason."
"No need."
Lin Xuan's lips curled into a sneer. "I didn't want to kill anyone, but you forced my hand."
With a cold voice, a beam of light shot out from his finger and transformed into a green hand.
It grabbed the old man's head.
Although Mo Nian was unwilling to die, he had no chance against such a small Foundation Establishment cultivator. Lin Xuan then began to use soul manipulation techniques.
Lin Xuan didn't need to be heartless; after all, he had given them a chance.
If this guy had been honest, maybe he would have given him some crystals as compensation. But playing tricks on him was asking for trouble.
Soon, Lin Xuan got the result he wanted. The green hand turned into flames, and the old man fainted completely. Six others witnessed it all, trembling in fear.
No one dared to intervene; they had sworn to stick together through thick and thin, but who would take such a vow seriously?
"Go," Lin Xuan's voice was calm. He wasn't a cruel killer; he only punished the old man for lying. The other six cultivators remained silent as Lin Xuan didn't blame them.
"Senior, you really forgive us?" said a scholar-like man in his twenties.
The others were both shocked and relieved but mostly fearful.
"Hmph, do I need to deceive you all?" Lin Xuan's face darkened. "Do you want to stay here?"
The cold words sent shockwaves through the six cultivators. They didn't dare to say anything more and scattered quickly.
"Should we let them go? This is an old grudge. Are you afraid they might seek revenge one day?"
Stupid girl, while compassion for enemies can prevent future troubles, it depends on the situation. A few Foundation Establishment cultivators are nothing; I don't think they will ever have the qualifications to seek revenge.
That's true," Mo Yue nodded. She had been overly worried. Even if these guys managed to reach the Infant Soul stage, it would take many years, and she and her master were likely already in the Spirit Realm by then.
Thinking of the Spirit Realm made Mo Yue think about Xiao Xue Fox. How was that little guy doing? If he met him again, his cultivation might even surpass hers. She had to work harder.
Mo Yue's thoughts turned as the seven companions of Cloud Mountain faced new trouble.
Moyan used to be a penniless scholar who failed many times in exams. He accidentally obtained a shallow cultivation technique from a fortune-telling book and eventually embarked on the path of cultivation.
He encountered many hardships but managed to successfully establish his Foundation. If he were still in Kuizhou, he might have lived a carefree life, but in Yunzhou, there were too many powerful cultivators and numerous major sects. A lone Foundation Establishment cultivator was insignificant.
Frequently bullied, Moyan eventually befriended several other rootless cultivators and formed the Seven Companions of Cloud Mountain to look out for each other, improving their situation somewhat, but it remained difficult.
His greatest wish in this life was to condense his essence.
With that, he wouldn't have to worry about being bullied as a rootless cultivator. He could even marry into an average family and rise to prominence.
However, the reality was harsh.
Recently, Moyan heard of strange mists appearing on Yunling Mountain, which had many treasures. According to reliable information, these were remnants of ancient cultivators' sites that had been sealed in the mountains but reappeared after the seals failed.
There were medicinal pills, treasure artifacts, cultivation techniques, and rare materials that had long vanished. If he could obtain just a little bit, his cultivation resources would no longer be an issue, giving him hope to condense his essence.
Knowing how difficult it was for him to snatch these treasures, Moyan still couldn't resist the temptation of such valuable rewards. He decided to take a risk with his seven brothers and see if they could succeed.
Prosperity comes from taking risks; this principle applied in cultivation as well.
However, when he arrived at Yunling Mountain, he was surprised. He thought there wouldn't be many cultivators here due to the strange mists, but it seemed more than before. Had the news leaked out?
The seven brothers exchanged glances, their faces dark with worry.
Fortunately, they used their divine senses and found that most of them were low-stage cultivators—Foundation Establishment or even some at the Spirit Flowing stage. There were few Condensation Core experts, which was a relief. If this situation persisted, they still had a chance to obtain treasures as long as the gap wasn't too large; luck played an important role.
But their hopes were dashed when another Infant Soul cultivator appeared and started looking for them. These old monsters would never let them get any of the treasures.
Fortunately, Moyan didn't know about the secret yet, so he took a risky step by not revealing it but ended up in a disastrous situation.
Now that he had saved his life, what should he do? Alone and weak, should he still go for the treasure?
Moyan hesitated. Suddenly, his eyes glinted with malice. "I can't just return empty-handed. There are still many Spirit Flowing stage disciples here. Even if this guy is poorer than me, killing him might yield a few crystals."
Remember that Stone City was a hub for rootless cultivators and had rules against random killings or taking treasures without permission; otherwise, severe punishments would be imposed.
High-stage cultivators didn't care much about such rules, but they still constrained low-stage cultivators.
However, in Yunling Mountain, with so many mixed characters, who would know if he killed this person?
Moyan thought fiercely and quickly identified his target. A young man wearing a white robe, around twenty years old, with sharp eyes and a handsome face, looked like someone from a noble family.
But his cultivation was only at the late Spirit Flowing stage.
"Hmph, must be a disciple from a clan with poor spiritual roots."
Moyan was delighted. This guy had low cultivation but a wealthy background; robbing him would yield substantial gains.
He used his divine sense to scan the area and found no one else nearby. He licked his lips as he slowly approached.