Chapter 11

High person? What high person. Lin Fan was not a novice; he had long seen through Ximen Shuai and Ye Wushuang's argument, which was entirely to buy time. Although he did not know why Ximen Shuai needed to buy time, he could not let his opponent get what he wanted. At this moment, Lin Fan remembered the 'Lin Fan Thunder Talisman' and forgot the patriarch's instructions. He spent some time drawing the talisman. Once the talisman left his hand, it turned into an invisible and formless thunderbolt, sneaking up on Ximen Shuai's back.

Lin Fan would never admit it was him. Besides, you asked about the癸water yin thunder, I used the Lin Fan Thunder Talisman, they are two different things.

No one responded. Ximen Shuai was now in a dilemma. He wanted to search for the ancient sword, but he was also worried about being ambushed by a high-level expert. The ancient sword could be found or not; once the hibernation ended, he would naturally sense it and easily recall it. But if he just left, the beauty on the roof would look down on him, and that was unacceptable.

Looking at the scene also caused him a headache. These four Yunqing Mountain disciples were quite difficult to deal with. Bai Mu and Lin Fan were one-time deals. But Ye Wushuang and Gu Yan working together would put him at a disadvantage without his protective ancient sword.

Ximen Shuai nodded, "Yes... Since the senior and the palace master have met, I will give the senior some face and take my leave." With that, he did not linger, turned, and left using the Qiankun Ring. He was the type who would die for his pride. The only witness, Lin Fan, was almost laughing his guts out. Damn, you really can act. You're amazing, I really can't expose you.

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Ximen Shuai left, and Lin Fan did not care about the palace master or the princess. He jumped from the room to the ground, picked up the talisman, and a dull ancient sword lay quietly on the ground. This was not a trap, but an invisibility talisman that hid the ancient sword. The yellow paper and the ancient sword had no spiritual energy, so their location could not be sensed. The invisibility talisman was useful for ordinary people, for petty theft, but for those with cultivation, they could sense the presence of cultivators nearby unless their cultivation was so high that they could not be sensed. Such people would not need an invisibility talisman. The invisibility talisman was a nearly useless talisman, but Lin Fan could turn it into a treasure, using it at the right time and place.

Gu Yan landed on the ground, and everyone was curious about sword flight, but no one asked. Just as no one asked how Ye Wushuang recorded these spells in a scroll or how to use them. Lin Fan picked up the ancient sword, "Senior Brother Gu Yan, I'll give this sword to you."

Gu Yan shook his head, "This sword has already formed a mental connection with its owner. Unless you kill the owner and then forcibly refine it, it cannot be used. Besides, the quality of this sword is average, not top-notch."

If someone else said this, it might be misunderstood as not wanting the sword because it was poor. Lin Fan and the others knew that Gu Yan was just stating the facts and had no intention of coveting the ancient sword. Lin Fan asked, "I saw Ximen Shuai take out the Qiankun Ring from his finger, how did he hide it? And you, Palace Master, I didn't see you carrying an ancient zither before."

The palace master also landed, holding the zither, "This is a Qiankun Bag. I think Ximen Shuai used a Qiankun Ring."

I've heard of it, I've heard of it. Lin Fan's eyes lit up, staring at the Qiankun Bag on the palace master's waist, which looked like a sachet. This was really a good thing.

Ximen Shuai's Qiankun Ring and the Qiankun Bag had nothing to do with each other, at most they were both magical treasures. The Qiankun Bag, also known as the Ruyi Qiankun Bag, was specifically used for storage. It was said that a good Qiankun Bag could store all the possessions of the Zhengyi Sect without feeling any weight when carried.

The source of the Qiankun Bag, Qiankun Ring, and others was only one: forging. The method of forging was simple, and many people on Yunqing Mountain knew it, even Lin Fan. However, the materials were very strict. First, it required the skin of a thousand-year-old spiritual beast, or a two-thousand-year-old one, which would make the Qiankun Bag even better. It also required a hundred-year-old black and white xuan iron, which was said to only exist in the Ghost Realm and was very rare. Ordinary cultivators found it very difficult to enter the Ghost Realm, let alone search for it. The main problem was that these two materials were hard to obtain, but other materials like the bones of demonic beasts and amber were still somewhat obtainable.

Lin Fan curiously asked, "Palace Master, where did you get your Qiankun Bag?"

The palace master, who had saved them, did not hide it, "Someone gave it to me. This Qiankun Bag is not very good, it only has a ten-foot area, and it is said that the spiritual beast was only five hundred years old."

Gu Yan said, "Killing a spiritual beast just for a Qiankun Bag, the behavior of the Demon Sect is indeed outrageous."

He was just stating the facts. Yunqing Sect had rules, and disciples were not allowed to harm spiritual beasts unless in self-defense. Yunqing Mountain did not have five-hundred-year-old or thousand-year-old spiritual beasts, but it did have hundred-year-old ones. Spiritual beasts were inherently harmless, and a five-hundred-year-old spiritual beast could transform into a human form, speak, and be no different from a human. But the core belief of the Demon Sect was that the strong rule, and spiritual beasts were just materials, like ginseng. If they were refined, they could be picked; if not, they still had their uses. This was a significant contradiction in the Demon Sect's alliance.

You are the one who is outrageous, Lin Fan smiled bitterly. The palace master was about to thank everyone, and if you did not mind the unnamed spiritual beast that had been turned into a bag, everyone could have exchanged pleasantries and gone their separate ways. Why turn the originally harmonious atmosphere into a seminar between the righteous and the demonic?

Sure enough, the palace master disagreed with Gu Yan's statement, "Spiritual beasts are beasts, and cows are also beasts. Why can we eat beef but not harm spiritual beasts? Have you eaten wild vegetables? Why can you eat wild vegetables? Do you know they are absorbing the essence of the sun and moon?"

Gu Yan said, "Animals are of many kinds, but spiritual beasts have their own thoughts and are no different from humans except in appearance, and they are inherently gentle."

"The wicked are originally human, why are we enemies? If you say they are gentle, then rabbits are gentle, right? Why was there rabbit in the dish you ordered last night?"

Gu Yan glanced at Lin Fan, who shrugged. The palace master pointed to the short brown woman's clothes, "This is tiger skin. This tiger eats sheep. You think the tiger is evil and the sheep are good, but if the sheep population explodes without a natural enemy, how much grass will be left for the sheep to eat?"

"Nature has its cycle, and we should follow it. Humans are the main, and beasts are secondary. There are countless ways to find food, why kill spiritual beasts?" Gu Yan countered.

"Because the skin of a spiritual beast can be used to make a Qiankun Bag."

Lin Fan sat on the eaves watching the two argue, finding it quite interesting. He thought neither was wrong. From Gu Yan's perspective, spiritual beasts were rare and had worked hard to transform into human form, and being inherently gentle, they should not be attacked. The palace master's view was that she used spiritual beasts when needed, just like humans need to eat and drink. Lin Fan remembered the old saying: "Heaven is impartial and treats all things as straw dogs." Heaven treats all people, species, and even a stone the same, not interfering with their life and death. Cultivating to transcend all things was considered going against heaven. Lin Fan did not think it was going against heaven but rather that heaven treated everything the same, and if you wanted to transcend, you had to accept the trials of heaven, known as the heavenly tribulation. Lin Fan did not think the heavenly tribulation was a punishment for going against heaven but rather a test like a fish leaping through the dragon gate, becoming a dragon if it succeeds, or dying if it fails.

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