Gao Wu: Oh no! Young Master Zhen is a cultivator!

"Yes, yes," the Lord of Xuan Chen's voice held a hint of barely suppressed excitement. "I have a corpse control technique here. Would you like to learn it?"

Lin Ran raised an eyebrow: "Why do I feel like you're getting more and more eccentric?"

"Living a long time inevitably leads to learning a wider variety of things," the Lord of Xuan Chen said seriously. "Never mind all that nonsense, are you going to learn it or not?"

"Cough cough cough... Now that I've learned soul control, I might as well study corpse control as well."

Lin Ran gave himself a high-sounding reason: "The cultivation techniques themselves are neither good nor evil; it mainly depends on the people who use them."

"Hehe, whatever makes you happy."

The Lord of Xuan Chen raised his hand, and a beam of mysterious light entered Lin Ran's brow.

Corpse control is much simpler than soul control, since corpses don't resist.

After Lin Ran finished digesting the incantation, he opened his eyes and made a hand seal towards the assassin's corpse leaning against the cabin wall.

A faint wisp of black mist emanated from the fingertip and disappeared into the corpse's brow.

The corpse lying on the ground could open its eyes, its unfocused pupils shimmering with a murky color.

She slowly stood up from the ground, her movements slightly stiff.

Under the cover of the illusion, no one saw this scene.

She walked to the end of the corridor, picked up cleaning tools, and began to methodically wipe away the bloodstains splattered on the seats and bulkheads, and put away the scattered debris in the corridor.

After doing all this, she took off the silk scarf from her neck, tied it back on, and it just covered the sword wound on her throat.

Afterwards, she returned to the door of the work area, sat down in her original position, and placed her hands on her knees, her posture no different from that of an ordinary service staff member.

At that moment, the flying sword also returned to the outside of the cabin.

Lin Ran got up and walked to the cabin door. He opened it a crack, and the flying sword flew in through the crack and landed back in the sword box.

With a click, the sword case closed.

Zhang Qichuan was completely unaware of the entire process.

In his field of vision, Lin Ran was sitting opposite him, staring straight ahead, as if he had suddenly drifted off into a daze.

"Nephew Lin? Nephew Lin?" he called out several times, waving his hand in front of Lin Ran.

Just then, Lin Ran returned, replacing himself in the illusion.

"That senior sent me a telepathic message, telling me not to reveal his identity."

"Secret telepathy?" Zhang Qichuan frowned slightly.

He had only heard of such methods, but had never seen them in person.

As expected of someone who could force Sun Kaiyuan to retreat with just a flying sword, his methods are indeed extraordinary.

"Not bad." Lin Ran nodded.

Zhang Qichuan leaned back in his chair, remained silent for a long time, and finally sighed: "Oh well. It's not a bad thing after all."

"Just now, a martial artist at the Tongxuan Realm tried to ambush us, but thanks to the City Lord's intervention, everyone is safe and sound."

Lin Ran suddenly raised his voice and asked the other students in the cabin, "Shouldn't everyone thank the City Lord?"

Because of the illusion, in the eyes of others, it appeared that someone had ambushed them on the way, but Zhang Qichuan had stopped them.

After exchanging blows with Zhang Qichuan, the other party failed to gain any advantage and withdrew on their own initiative.

"Thank you, Lord City Lord," the students responded in unison.

"This..." Zhang Qichuan looked puzzled.

Lin Ran leaned closer to Zhang Qichuan and whispered, "This is also what that senior wanted to say."

"Ahem... In that case, I shall accept."

Zhang Qichuan understood that Lin Ran wanted to give all the credit to him.

Although he didn't understand Lin Ran's psychology, it didn't stop him from taking the opportunity to win people's hearts.

So he stood up and waved to the students: "As the team leader for this competition, protecting the students is my duty, so you don't need to worry about it."

The entire illusion completes its loop at this moment.

The aircraft flew smoothly through the clouds, and the flight path map on the display screen at the front of the cabin showed that it was still an hour away from Kyoto.

Lin Ran sat down by the window, and Chu Xining leaned over and asked, "Brother Lin Ran, just now..."

She clearly saw the flight attendant about to attack Lin Ran, but in the blink of an eye, the situation changed.

"It's alright, it's all in the past." Lin Ran said calmly.

His gaze fell on the sword case on his lap, and he felt quite emotional.

With just one sword, he didn't even need to use his full strength; he killed a Transcendent Realm assassin in a single exchange.

While the opponent's underestimation of the enemy was a factor, the destructive power of the Jinghong Sword itself cannot be ignored.

There is an insurmountable gap between magical artifacts and ordinary weapons.

"That's natural." The voice of the Lord of Xuan Chen resounded in his sea of ​​consciousness, his tone carrying a hint of arrogance: "How can ordinary iron compare to a magical artifact?"

"It's a pity it's just a magic tool, not a magic treasure." Lin Ran said with slight regret.

Although magical artifacts are relatively rare, their power is ultimately limited.

If the "Surprising Beauty" were a magical artifact, even Sun Kaiyuan, a cultivator at the Profound Realm, probably wouldn't be able to withstand a single blow.

"You're just a Foundation Establishment cultivator, yet you possess three extraordinary treasures. What more could you possibly want?" Lord Xuanchen said, quite indignantly.

Lin Ran shook his head slightly: "I can't use the Xuanhuang Cauldron and the Ninth-Grade Golden Lotus, and you've already taken the Xuanchen Pearl."

He stroked the sword case: "It's said that I possess three treasures, but when I actually fight someone, I can only use this Jinghong Sword."

The Xuanhuang Cauldron can collect treasures, but it is not under his control.

The Nine-Rank Golden Lotus once displayed powerful defensive capabilities, but Lin Ran is now unable to activate it.

Both magical artifacts are extraordinary, but unfortunately Lin Ran is currently unable to control them.

It seems that his cultivation level was too low and his spiritual power was insufficient.

I wonder if I'll be able to activate these two treasures after I condense my golden core.

As for the Xuan Chen Pearl, he hasn't even been able to refine it yet.

Before the Lord of Xuan Chen emerged from within, he had no way to fully control the mirage pearl.

In summary, he did possess three treasures, yet it seemed he didn't fully possess them.

"Isn't it the same if I help you cast an illusion?" Lord Xuanchen said awkwardly.

"It's still not quite the same." Lin Ran said casually, "The illusion you created is too rigid. If your cultivation level weren't high enough, it would be easily seen through."

"Outrageous!" Lord Xuanchen exclaimed as if his tail had been stepped on.

"No one has ever dared to underestimate me in the realm of illusion! You, a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator, what gives you the right to call my illusions dull?"

Lin Ran's tone was somewhat playful: "Look at you, it was just a joke, why the rush?"

"This joke isn't funny at all," Lord Xuan Chen replied in a muffled voice.

He must have been very proud of his innate supernatural power and would never allow anyone to belittle it.

Lin Ran changed the subject: "Speaking of which, how's your recovery going lately?"

"Don't rush," the Lord of Xuan Chen's tone immediately became perfunctory. "You're still a long way from breaking through."

"It's getting late. At my current cultivation progress, I should be able to reach the Foundation Establishment stage in three months at most."

Lin Ran said casually, "If you recover too slowly, it will delay my promotion."

In his original plan, he needed to refine the Xuan Chen Pearl to advance to the Golden Core Realm.

If the Lord of Xuan Chen cannot emerge from the bead, Lin Ran will be unable to refine the Xuan Chen Bead, which will inevitably affect his cultivation progress.

"You can't just kick me out like that, can you?" Lord Xuanchen said awkwardly. "At least find me a vessel, right?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Ran was slightly taken aback: "I didn't hear you mention that you needed to prepare containers before."

"Weren't we not familiar with each other before?" Lord Xuan Chen frankly said, "I was afraid that if I made a request, you would find it troublesome and just refine me instead."

When Lin Ran first obtained the Xuan Chen Pearl, he tried to bind it to the master with his blood but failed. Instead, he unexpectedly connected with the master of Xuan Chen.

Limited by insufficient spiritual power, he was unable to resist Lin Ran's tyranny and could only submit to him.

The soul needs a vessel. Having lost his physical body, he was residing in the Xuan Chen Pearl, merely clinging to life.

If they were to leave the Xuan Chen Pearl, their souls would likely dissipate very quickly.

For Lin Ran, who was determined to refine the Xuan Chen Pearl, his existence was an obstacle.

To avoid being refined into something else, he naturally dared not make any demands of Lin Ran.

"Aren't you worried that I'll find it troublesome now?" Lin Ran asked playfully.