Chapter 3: Qi Concealment Technique

However, before that, Sun Xuan prepared to arrange some tasks for Wang Lin first.

To prevent Wang Lin from going to the trade fair together and snapping up his Aura-concealing technique.

One must know that the Spiritual Qi liquid in Wang Lin's hands was so abundant he could drink it like plain water.

Such a hard currency was definitely in high demand among low-level Cultivators.

With Sun Xuan's current net worth, he truly didn't have any treasures that could compete with Wang Lin.

Sun Xuan came to the herb garden, sitting cross-legged on a cattail hassock.

He silently adjusted his breathing, calming the Spiritual Qi fluctuations brought by his Breakthrough.

Suddenly, Sun Xuan sensed that Wang Lin had arrived not far from the herb garden.

He reached out and took out a pill, swallowing it, and instantly a burst of black mist surged out from around his body.

It completely concealed Sun Xuan's figure.

After all, after Sun Xuan's cultivation broke through, his appearance had changed drastically, and it was unsuitable to expose it in front of others.

As for cultivation, Wang Lin was merely at the first layer of Qi Condensation.

Whether before or now, Sun Xuan was not someone Wang Lin could see through.

After a short while, Wang Lin's figure appeared within the herb garden.

Seeing a ball of black mist in the herb garden, Wang Lin was startled.

However, upon sensing the familiar Aura within the black mist, he relaxed again.

Then, with a respectful expression, he came before Sun Xuan and greeted him with a bow.

"Master."

During this period of getting along, Wang Lin had completely let down his guard against Sun Xuan.

Furthermore, Sun Xuan's meticulous care for him and the kindness of imparting knowledge and resolving doubts…

…had already placed Sun Xuan on the same level as his parents in Wang Lin's heart.

However, Wang Lin felt some doubts in his heart as to why Master was dressed up like this.

Moreover, Master's Aura was also much more profound and heavy than before.

Seeing this, Sun Xuan nodded slightly, then spoke to Wang Lin:

"Wang Lin, this Master has matters to attend to outside tonight. You will look after the herb garden.

Especially those few Spirit Medicines, you must carefully watch over them."

After hearing Sun Xuan's reply, Wang Lin understood a bit in his heart.

No wonder Master was dressed like this today; it turned out he had matters to attend to outside.

And judging by this appearance, it was probably some secret matter.

Wang Lin was not someone who liked prying into others' secrets, especially since this person was one of the people he respected the most.

Therefore, Wang Lin replied:

"Master can rest assured, this Disciple will definitely take good care of the herb garden."

Over this period, Wang Lin had also developed some special feelings for this patch of herb garden.

One must know that Sun Xuan gathered Spirit Medicines from the herb garden every day to brew Spirit Medicine porridge for him.

Although he had Spiritual Qi water and didn't really need the Spirit Medicine porridge,

watching Sun Xuan's aged body busy in the herb garden, painstakingly brewing the Spirit Medicine porridge for him,

an unspeakable emotion surfaced in Wang Lin's heart.

Therefore, even without Sun Xuan saying much, Wang Lin would take good care of the herb garden and would not leave without authorization.

Seeing Wang Lin's changes during this period, Sun Xuan felt increasingly satisfied in his heart.

Humans are not plants and trees; who could be devoid of emotion?

After getting along for this period of time, Sun Xuan also developed feelings for this Disciple, Wang Lin.

Thinking again of the painful experiences this unfortunate child Wang Lin would face in the future, Sun Xuan felt waves of reluctance and pity in his heart.

Sighing softly in his heart, Sun Xuan stood up and walked out of the herb garden.

Then he walked briskly toward the location of the trade fair.

With Sun Xuan's current cultivation, within the Hengyue Sect—a School with barely a few kittens and cats—he could already be considered an expert on one side.

After a short while, Sun Xuan arrived at the location of the trade fair.

On the open ground where the trade fair was held, dozens of people stood densely, all shrouded in black mist exactly like Sun Xuan.

After arriving at the trade fair, Sun Xuan stood aside without a word, silently waiting for the trade fair to begin.

Not long after, seeing that no one else was coming, the trade fair began.

One of them stepped forward first, gave a dry cough, and then said in a hoarse voice:

"One Silver Light Sword. This Flying Sword is not from the School's Sword Spirit Pavilion; it was accidentally obtained by this humble self. Its power is passable, and I only want talisman papers—500 of them!"

As soon as his voice fell, a flash of contemplation crossed Sun Xuan's eyes, and he stood up to exchange for this Silver Light Sword.

Meanwhile, another person nearby saw this and originally wanted to make a move.

But upon sensing the profound Aura that flashed and vanished from Sun Xuan's body, they retreated to the side with a face full of terror.

Next, Sun Xuan also exchanged for a low-grade jade talisman with an Earth-Fissuring Technique Seal.

After just a short moment, the cultivation concealment technique that Sun Xuan needed appeared at the trade fair.

Because this technique could only conceal cultivation for a short time, its utility wasn't very great.

Therefore, it appeared ignored by everyone, and Sun Xuan managed to exchange for it as he wished.

Next, the Fortune Pill—a supreme treasure among low-level Disciples—also appeared at the trade fair.

However, this item did not have much use for either Sun Xuan or Wang Lin.

Furthermore, Sun Xuan's net worth was insufficient, so he didn't trade for it.

When the trade fair ended, Sun Xuan dispersed along with the crowd.

However, as he walked, Sun Xuan discovered that someone seemed to be following him.

Seeing this scene, Sun Xuan sneered a few times in his heart.

At the trade fair, he had merely casually traded for a few trinkets, yet it had attracted the prying eyes of someone with ulterior motives.

However, this fellow obviously had poor vision and didn't know he had kicked an iron plate.

Thinking of this, Sun Xuan no longer walked on the main road.

Instead, he specifically chose small paths, and after just a short while, he arrived in a mountain forest.

"Friend, you've followed this humble self all the way. It's time to reveal your figure now!"

Sun Xuan's figure paused, then he turned around and said to the shadows behind him.

"Hehe, Junior Martial Uncle Sun has sharp eyes. I didn't expect that at such an advanced age, you are still so sharp!"

Hearing this, Sun Xuan's pupils suddenly constricted.

He never expected that despite keeping such a low profile at the trade fair, he was still recognized by someone.

"So it's you, Junior Martial Nephew Zhang!"

At this moment, a person walked out from the shadows; it turned out to be Zhang Kuang, a minor Genius among the Inner Sect Disciples.

"That's right, it's me!

Can Junior Martial Uncle Sun tell this Martial Nephew why, at such an old age, your cultivation was actually able to break through so much?

Could it be that you found some Heaven And Earth Treasure?

Why don't you hand it over voluntarily, so this Martial Nephew doesn't strike too heavily and take Junior Martial Uncle Sun's life!"

Just now at the trade fair, Zhang Kuang had discovered through some details that this figure, whose cultivation he vaguely couldn't see through,

turned out to be that trash Sun Dachu.

This startled Zhang Kuang quite a bit, so he secretly followed Sun Xuan to this place.

He wanted to kill Sun Dachu and dig out the secret of his rapid cultivation advancement for his own use.

That was why this scene occurred.

Hearing these words, Sun Xuan laughed out of extreme anger.

"Hahaha, just based on you!"

Sun Xuan's eyes flashed with Killing Intent, and the cultivation of the fifteenth layer of Qi Condensation erupted from his body with a boom.

Zhang Kuang was shaken back three steps by this soaring Aura, and the sneer on his face instantly turned into terror.

"Junior Martial Uncle Sun, spare—"

Before Zhang Kuang could finish his words, Sun Xuan raised a hand, and a cyan-green wooden spike shot out like lightning.

Then, a bloody hole emerged from the center of Zhang Kuang's brow.