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Chapter 302 Homeland! Slaughter! [Seeking Monthly Tickets]

Tianquan Peak.

"Elder, recently, with the fact that early Foundation Establishment cultivators can now enter the secret realm..."

Mei Ning and Zhou Bingxuan respectfully reported the latest intelligence, while Lin Chang'an listened calmly.

Right now, things are very chaotic outside.

As the restrictions weaken and more early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators enter, the resources they bring are naturally much better than before.

This would naturally attract various forces, but even cultivators in the early stages of Foundation Establishment would face a near-certain death if they entered, even if they were only exploring the outer perimeter.

"Early Foundation Establishment stage!"

Although he had important things to do, Lin Chang'an still needed to do some things to cover them up beforehand.

Lin Chang'an, seemingly unconcerned about the secret realm, waved his hand and said:

"With so many forces eyeing the secret realm now, opportunities are not so easily obtained, and even if they are obtained, they may not be a blessing."

"How's the collection of materials for the Youth-Preserving Pill that I asked you to gather in the market coming along?"

Then Lin Chang'an changed the subject, and Zhou Bingxuan lowered her head and replied:
"Elder, most of the materials for the Youth Preservation Pill have been collected, but a few key materials still need a little more time."

During this time, Lin Chang'an arranged for his subordinates to collect materials on the Youth Preservation Pill, and he did not keep it a secret, so naturally many people knew about it.

Unfortunately, this youth-preserving pill is relatively unpopular, and ordinary cultivators don't care about appearance. Only the families and female cultivators of powerful forces would care.

Recently, many people outside have been saying that Lin Chang'an, the third-level array master of Xuan Yin Pavilion, has a fondness for female cultivators with a girlish charm.

This wasn't just a special preparation for having Master Wen refine a batch of Youth-Preserving Pills; it was for the sake of the Sword Servant.

In particular, many cultivators who had visited Lin Chang'an's cave recalled the sword attendant's aloof appearance with baby fat, exuding a girlish charm.

This made many people realize that it's perfectly normal for many powerful cultivators to have different hobbies and quirks.

Someone like Lin Chang'an is as normal as can be.

This has led to a situation where, in the past two months, quite a few cultivators have wanted to send him beautiful young female concubines.

This left Lin Chang'an speechless.

It really was a rumor that I accidentally spread, but it got more and more exaggerated.

His intention was merely to conceal his next objective.

"Alright, there are more and more people with impure intentions lately. You two have been telling the outside world that I'm going into seclusion for a while."

Lin Chang'an waved his hand, and Mei Ning and Zhou Bingxuan bowed respectfully and slowly left.

However, the two men's eyes kept glancing at the sword attendant behind him, so how could he possibly miss them?

This left Lin Chang'an even more speechless. Was he that kind of person?

"Owner!"

The sword attendant peeled the spirit fruit and respectfully handed it over. Lin Chang'an couldn't help but turn his head and look at the sword attendant's chubby, aloof face, and a strange expression appeared on his face.

It does seem to have a unique flavor.

The sword attendant was also very nervous being watched, and his mind kept replaying the recent rumors.

Does the master really like young female cultivators?
In that instant, the sword servant secretly decided that he needed to save up the spirit stones that his master usually rewarded him with.

Although I am a half-human, half-demon, and my puberty is longer than that of ordinary cultivators, I will eventually grow up.

She would save up spirit stones to buy youth-preserving pills, so that she would always look the same in front of her master.

For the first time, the sword servant, who had been focused solely on cultivation, began to care about appearance.

"Not bad, it didn't disappoint me."

However, Lin Chang'an was completely unaware of what the sword attendant was thinking at this moment. He was looking at the sword attendant with great pleasure.

For the past two months, the sword servant has made no move, and has not even shown any signs of panic.

"Come on, follow me into the cave."

With a satisfied smile, Lin Chang'an patted the sword servant's head, a rare gesture for him. The sword servant's face flushed instantly, and he hurriedly cupped his hands in greeting:
"Yes, Master!"

……

Upon entering the cave, Lin Chang'an led his sword attendant through layers of restrictions.

The sword attendant who had followed her all the way had a glint in her eyes, and some secrets did not arouse her any interest whatsoever.

This action clearly showed that he had won his master's deeper trust, which warmed the sword servant's heart.

After passing through the last barrier, a wave of heat swept over us instantly.

Under the terrifying heat, before the sword attendant could react, a streak of light had already attacked her.

"Owner!"

As the crisp sound echoed, the sword attendant immediately revealed a murderous aura, but the next moment, he was astonished to see that it was a golden bird that had spoken.

The phoenix tilted its head, looking at its master with a puzzled expression as it realized that he had brought this maid in today.

At this moment, on the platform in the center of the Earthfire Cave, various tools needed for refining weapons are still on display.

This array was originally used to refine his natal magic weapon, and he naturally wouldn't waste it afterward; he used it to hone his weapon-refining skills.

All around were various crafted magical artifacts.

There are even some top-grade magical artifacts.

"All the ritual implements we used before are unusable for this trip; we must replace them all with new ones."

Being cautious, he not only changed his own magical artifacts, but also changed the set of his sword servants' equipment.

Having refined weapons for so many years, he didn't care about wasting this little bit of material.

"A set of defensive inner armor, one visible piece, and some offensive armor..."

Upon Lin Chang'an's introduction, the sword attendant was astonished. She had never expected that her master was actually a weapon refiner, and not just any ordinary weapon refiner.

However, upon hearing his master allow him to make his choice, the sword servant's face flushed, perhaps due to the intense heat of the underground fire cave.

Finally, the sword attendant chose a dark gold inner armor to wear under his robes. The top-grade defensive artifact on the surface was a black iron shield.

For offensive characters, the swordsman chose a set of black dual swords.

“These were all forged by the master himself.”

Holding the new top-grade magical artifact, he couldn't help but clench his fist, especially the inner armor that was pressed against his skin, even though it felt icy cold.

But in this sweltering environment, the sword servant's face flushed, and when he looked up at his master who had walked to the altar, his eyes were filled with strange emotions.

Before leaving, Lin Chang'an raised his hand, and instantly the Fusang Divine Tree transformed into thirty-six sword beams, which he summoned into his body.

……

Because of the secret realm, the surrounding seas are turbulent and unpredictable.

Some people have obtained a great opportunity, and after they form their core, it arouses greed in countless people.

Some people obtained only a single spiritual herb, yet their entire families were wiped out.

With the intervention of various major forces, countless rogue cultivators and tribulation cultivators flocked to the area, all secretly plotting and preparing for the secret realm.

Meanwhile, due to the increasingly turbulent situation, the three factions on Five Dragons Island have put aside their past prejudices and cooperated with each other to maintain stability.

At the same time, this turmoil attracted countless cultivators, and although the Tribulation Cultivators were rampant, the merchant ship trade was exceptionally prosperous.

Lin Chang'an, a guest elder of Xuan Yin Pavilion, announced that he would be going into seclusion to refine a set of formations, but this did not cause any disturbance.

After all, over the years, it had become commonplace for Lin Chang'an, a third-tier array master, to frequently go into seclusion to refine arrays.

Even countless skilled cultivators seized this golden opportunity, waving their hands excitedly with flushed faces every day.

Unbeknownst to everyone, Lin Chang'an, accompanied by his sword attendants, secretly left Five Dragons Island and headed straight for the Tongtian Mist Sea.

……

A sea of ​​fog reaching the sky.

"Owner."

The phoenix frolicked excitedly the whole way, as if it had been holding back for a long time. It kept jumping on Lin Chang'an and Yun Yao's shoulders, and finally landed on the sword servant's shoulder.

The sword attendant would occasionally glance curiously at the little golden bird on his shoulder; it turned out to be a third-tier great demon.

"Brother Lin, the Li Huo Palace seized this island and named it Li Huo Island. On the island..."

At this moment, Yun Yao and Lin Chang'an had changed their clothes, as had the sword servant.

The three were dressed in black, close-fitting outfits. If they were covered up, they would definitely look like cultivators who had undergone tribulation.

The Core Formation cultivators flew very fast, and with Lin Chang'an's help to conceal their aura, the three of them landed on a reef not far from Lihuo Island a few days later.

From a distance, the Fire Palace appears as a gloomy, dark island.

"Brother Lin, it's just ahead. I already confirmed it before we came. The elite Core Formation cultivators of the Li Huo Palace are out on the island..."

Hearing Yun Yao's words, Lin Chang'an nodded solemnly, but he still stared intently into the distance through his spiritual eyes.

Unfortunately, although the Spirit Eye has the ability to see through stone and fog, it cannot see through the formation.

However, he was using his spiritual eye to observe the arrangements outside the formation.

"Brother Lin, how is it?"

"Yes, it is indeed the Four Symbols Black Tortoise Formation."

After observing the situation with a solemn expression for a long time, Lin Chang'an secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

With his current abilities as a mid-level third-tier array master, it's impossible for him to be wrong.

Unless the protective array of Li Huo Palace is quasi-fourth rank, he couldn't possibly misjudge it, even if it's a third-rank high-grade array.

"If the array diagram you brought, Yun Yao, is correct, we may not need to break this array; in fact, we can make use of it."

Under Lin Chang'an's spiritual gaze, the so-called island-protecting formation couldn't possibly remain open indefinitely.

Normally, the formation's concealment ability is maintained, and it will only be fully activated when a major event occurs.

Therefore, they can sneak in.

"I have a formation flag here. As long as it is planted at the northeastern array eye, even if the opponent wants to activate the Four Symbols Black Tortoise Formation, there will be a huge gap..."

With a solemn expression, Lin Chang'an slowly discussed the plan with Yun Yao.

After all, even if Li Huo Palace is not the best, it is still a Golden Core sect. They only have two people, so they must be careful.

Throughout the entire process, the sword attendant, wearing a black mask, calmly listened to their instructions in front of the two.

"Spirit pets should be used as a trump card, and avoided if possible."

Lin Chang'an calmed down and his gaze involuntarily turned to the sword attendant.

The Sword Servant was the weakest among them, but possessed the Heavenly Spirit Sword Body. Although he was only in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, his combat power was in no way inferior to that of an ordinary late-Foundation Establishment cultivator.

In addition, with the life-saving techniques he gave his sword servants, clearing out some minor enemies shouldn't be a problem.

……

Lihuo Island.

In the heart of the dark island, a huge pit was dug out, revealing a spirit stone mine on the island.

It's no wonder that Li Huo Palace chose this place as its base.

"Dig faster!"

Reprimands could still be heard from inside the mine from time to time. The Qi Refining disciples in charge of the Li Huo Palace were cracking their magic whips and shouting coldly.

The Li Huo Palace is more of a fortress than a sect.

Three dark figures stalked forward stealthily. Seeing this, Yun Yao seemed to sense Lin Chang'an's confusion and lowered her voice to transmit her thoughts:
"Brother Lin, all the families of the cultivators from Li Huo Palace are on Xuan Yin Island."

Upon hearing this, Lin Chang'an suddenly realized why he had felt something was off.

Normally, an island where a sect is stationed should have mortals and the families of cultivators.

As a result, along the way, they encountered either disciples patrolling or resting from the Li Huo Palace, or low-level cultivators mining.

"Normally, the merchant ships and cultivators that the Fire Palace plunders are sold at high prices, and then some low-level cultivators are bought at low prices to mine..."

After Yun Yao's explanation, Lin Chang'an nodded secretly, as this was the current state of most of the Tongtian Mist Sea.

This is the holy land of demonic cultivation and tribulation cultivators; here, only the law of the jungle prevails.

“The Core Formation cultivator is still cultivating inside the cave. Illusion arrays have been set up around it. Let’s deal with the miscellaneous soldiers here first.”

The three exchanged a glance, and then their expressions turned serious.

Under the bright moonlight, three dark figures raised their hands and put on masks, the special material of their robes making them difficult to see through.

The next moment, a long sword appeared in Lin Chang'an's hand. This was a magic weapon of the remnants of the Divine Sword Sect. He came here this time to borrow the identity of the Divine Sword Sect.

Yun Yao held a scimitar that gleamed with fire. Both of them were clearly instinctively trying to frame the enemy while concealing their own identities.

The swordsman slowly drew out his two swords.

The three of them leaped down under the moonlight, completely unaware of the surrounding cultivators.

The invisibility and concealment techniques used by Core Formation cultivators are beyond the detection of these lower-level cultivators.

"Pfft!"

Amidst the splattering of blood, a Foundation Establishment cultivator didn't even have time to react before a flash of cold light appeared, leaving his empty eyes bewildered as to what had just happened.

Lin Chang'an and Yun Yao flashed by quickly, launching a sneak attack on the Foundation Establishment cultivator—it was practically a dimensional reduction attack.

Meanwhile, the sword attendant, draped in the spirit-concealing veil given to her by Lin Chang'an, constantly flashed her figure as she attacked the Qi Refining stage cultivators.

"Alas, it has been more than eighty years since I left the Yue Kingdom. Sometimes I really want to go back to my homeland for a look."

On the covered bridge, an elderly Foundation Establishment cultivator gazed at the bright moonlight and couldn't help but feel homesick.

Meanwhile, another young Foundation Establishment cultivator standing to the side smiled and waved his hand dismissively, saying:
"Brother, don't look like that all the time. There's nothing wrong with being in this Sky-Piercing Mist Sea."

An elderly Foundation Establishment cultivator with long, gray hair sighed and ignored him, shaking his head sadly.

He thought so too when he was young. He enjoyed the thrill of revenge, the pleasure of killing, and the release of his inner desires. This feeling of doing whatever he wanted was indeed wonderful.

But as time went by, he began to miss his homeland.

In the Yue Kingdom, although there were many rules and regulations, there were smiles from family members, unlike now, where family members only have desires in their eyes.

Every time I go home, it's no longer filled with anticipation and smiles, but with naked greed.

They wanted to see what he brought back this time, and the same went for his descendants, because in the Demonic Sect, the strong prey on the weak, and survival was the top priority.

"It turns out that the home I used to despise and find boring was the most reassuring place. Unlike now, although my wife and children are worried, they are more afraid of losing the resources that a Foundation Establishment cultivator brings back every time."

Thinking of this, the elderly cultivator took a sip of spiritual wine, but a bitter smile appeared on his lips.

"Brother, stop looking so gloomy all the time."

The young Foundation Establishment cultivator beside him, however, was full of pride and had a broad smile on his face, which was in stark contrast to the young cultivator.

In his view, this was the place where cultivators could truly enjoy themselves; as long as one had the strength, they could indulge in it to the fullest.

"Hey!"

With a long sigh, he saw his younger self in the other person. Just as he shook his head, trying to suppress the longing for his homeland,

Suddenly, a century of experience made him realize something was amiss, and he frowned as he gazed at the eerily quiet moonlight.

"Something's wrong! There's something..."

Amidst the splattering of blood, the elderly Foundation Establishment cultivator's pupils dilated, his body having lost all strength, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

His unfocused pupils revealed a young Foundation Establishment cultivator lying on the ground.

At that moment, he seemed to see his younger self. In his hazy eyes, the last fantasy in his mind was seeing himself in his homeland.

He died in his homeland when he was young, and this last fantasy before his death brought a smile to his face.

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