Lin Xuan had no idea what had happened at Black Gorge Ridge. At this very moment, he was still staying obediently deep underground.
Before long, sure enough, he sensed a familiar aura—one that seemed violently furious to the extreme. Needless to say, it was naturally Fairy Xinyue, whom he had angered half to death.
It seemed control of the body had already returned to her hands.
Lin Xuan held his breath and stilled his presence, pushing the Qi Concealment Technique to its utmost limit.
However, he had no confidence in whether he could deceive her. The divine abilities of Spirit World cultivators were far too profound and mysterious.
Fortunately, even in her dreams, Xinyue would never imagine Lin Xuan dared to remain here. She did not search the nearby area much. Instead, she extended her divine sense as far into the distance as possible. In the end, she gained nothing and could only leave with a face full of resentment.
Lin Xuan secretly let out a breath, but he did not leave immediately. Instead, he waited several more days, and only after nothing else happened did he quietly burrow out from the earth.
The blue sky was washed clean—truly fine, clear weather. Lin Xuan exhaled, a helpless smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
This experience had truly been strange. He had gained a little sister and made himself an enemy, and the two were actually the same person. The changes of worldly affairs were ever-shifting and unpredictable—there was nothing more so than this. Whether it was fortune or disaster was also hard to say. However, Lin Xuan was not an ordinary immortal cultivator after all. Very soon, he cast the matter to the back of his mind, transformed into a startling rainbow, and flew into the forest ahead.