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第五卷 天云十二州 第九百六十六章 巧嘴武云儿

The northern girl, though only in her late teens or early twenties by appearance, was not a beauty to make the nation weep. Yet she was extraordinarily beautiful, exuding an aura of refined elegance.

Lin Xuan nodded, his face breaking into a smile.

However, Wu Yun'er was so frightened that she trembled all over. Just moments ago, Lin Xuan had been smiling amiably at the two Soul Valley cultivators, making them feel like they were basking in spring breezes. But now he was extracting their souls and refining their spirits with ruthless efficiency.

The harshness of his methods left a chill down one's spine!

Looking at him now, her gaze was filled with an intriguing meaning.

Could it be...

Wu Yun'er knew she wasn't unattractive. So she began to daydream.

She had heard that some old monsters in the元婴 stage often forcibly took young and beautiful female cultivators as their鼎炉.

Thinking of the terrifying life described, poor Wu Yun'er was on the verge of fainting. But her master was a great figure, so according to the saying "a teacher's disciple is like him," she forced herself not to run away, knowing that would only anger this old monster.

A sweet smile spread across her face as she said, "I come from Yunzhou and entered my master’s door twenty years ago with my skills. By then, I was already at the后期筑基 stage."

"Ah, I see," Lin Xuan nodded. This explained why she could condense a golden core in such a short time—less than a century since entering the immortal path.

Though her资质was good, it couldn't compare to someone like the Hundred Poison Divine Monarch, who was a natural freak.

Moreover, her Sound Wave Skill wasn't fully mastered, which is why she had resorted to other treasures when facing an attack earlier.

"Is Qinxin well?" Lin Xuan's expression softened with concern.

Hearing this, Wu Yun'er pondered deeply. This Lin senior must have a good relationship with her master; otherwise, he wouldn’t call her "Qinxin."

She nodded respectfully, "My master is well."

"Ah, then how is Qinxin’s cultivation? Has she condensed an元婴?"

When Lin Xuan first arrived in Yunzhou, Ying'er had told him that over the past few decades, talent was scarce. Qinxin was a top-notch expert, at the peak of the condensation stage and preparing to form an元婴.

Lin Xuan didn't know if she had any immortal pills or elixirs, but with her资质, there was about a 30% chance of success even without them.

Don’t underestimate that 30%. In the condensation realm, only one in ten thousand could successfully form an元婴. That was already a very high success rate.

"Yes, my master is now one of our sect's senior elders, at the初期元婴 stage."

"Ah," Lin Xuan nodded with a hint of joy on his face. He had intended to ask more about Qinxin’s condition but realized that this place was full of danger and not an ideal location for conversation.

He glanced at the female cultivator in front of him, "You are also here to seek treasures. Fine, as your master's disciple, I can't ignore you. Let's go together."

"Senior, if you're leaving, don’t you want to find ancient immortal relics?" Wu Yun'er looked puzzled.

"Hmph, what ancient immortal relics? It’s all a trap," Lin Xuan shook his head, "Wu..."

"You are my master's old friend, so just call me Yun'er," the girl said obediently.

"Alright!" Lin Xuan didn't care about titles. "You've encountered many dangers on your journey here. If I'm not mistaken, this place is a trap set by demons and monsters. There are no ancient immortal relics."

The girl looked confused but said, "I don’t understand what you're saying, but there really are ancient immortal relics here."

"Really?"

"Yes, just now, I found a bottle of medicinal pills," she hesitated before reaching into her waistband and showing the jade bottle.

Lin Xuan's face showed contemplation. He was sure this place was a trap set by demons and monsters, so how could he explain the medicinal pill in Yun'er’s hand?

Was it a decoy?

No, Lin Xuan shook his head. The situation didn't seem to fit that theory.

Or perhaps there really were ancient immortal relics here, as the rumors said? It sounded absurd, but as they say, "No coincidence is without its charm," and this wasn’t impossible.

"Master, should we go back?" Mo'er's voice came through.

"No."

Lin Xuan smiled. He had initially planned to return home to avoid falling into a trap, but now with the promise of treasure, it was worth taking the risk.

Demons weren't any stronger than the ancient demon Karo from above?

"Good, good, since there are treasures, I'll join in for some fun."

"Great, Yun'er will gladly serve you," Wu Yun'er said obediently.

"You're smart, but if we find treasure, won’t it all be taken by me?" Lin Xuan smiled wryly.

"I jest, senior. You are my master's old friend, and I should call you uncle. How could you neglect your nephew? Besides, you saved me, so taking the treasures is only fair," she said with a charming smile.

Lin Xuan was speechless. He had faced many cunning and crafty people in his immortal path, but this girl’s eloquence was unparalleled.

No wonder her资质was average—Qinxin never took disciples, yet she learned the Sound Wave Skill from her. It must be because of her sharp tongue and flattering skills.

Despite knowing it was an attempt to win favor, those two words "uncle" made Lin Xuan feel comfortable.

But he didn’t show it on his face. "Alright, we don't have time for idle chatter now. This place is full of danger. With treasure involved, let's hurry. I’ve never been to Yunling Mountain before, so you lead the way."

"What me?" Wu Yun'er looked surprised.

"Relax, just show the way. If there’s danger, I'll protect you," Lin Xuan said calmly.

"Yes, disciple will follow your instructions," she nodded obediently as red light flashed around her and she carefully flew ahead.

Uncle, this girl really has a smooth tongue, Lin Xuan thought with a slight smile. He followed behind, the two figures disappearing into the red fog.

A hundred miles away, the former evil master, now the beloved disciple of the Medicine Palace’s senior elder, clever and cunning Tian Xiaojian, encountered trouble.

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