Lin Xuan stayed in Kuangsha City for several days, then left.
Though he had not managed to find the treasure he wanted in the Marketplace, obtaining a map covering a radius of ten million li was already a great gain.
In any case, this trip had had no real purpose to begin with; he had simply gone out to clear his mind. With the map in hand, he no longer needed to worry about losing his way, so Lin Xuan flew boldly toward the depths of the Lone Soul Desert.
He would see how his luck was.
Perhaps he really might run into some extraordinary treasure. Of course, even if he came away empty-handed, Lin Xuan would not feel depressed over it.
He had already adjusted his state of mind.
Everything would follow fate.
Time flew like an arrow. Before he knew it, nearly half a year had passed since Lin Xuan left his cultivation cave.
And this period could be said to have been utterly uneventful. Lin Xuan had not encountered any fortuitous opportunities; it seemed that Heaven did not favor him at every moment.
It was about time to return.
During these six months away, although he had not found any decent treasures, at the very least, his body and mind had been completely relaxed.
Lin Xuan planned to return to his cultivation cave.
Though work and rest had to be balanced, time could not be allowed to slip away for nothing either. He would strive to advance to the Spirit Division Stage before returning to the Spirit World.
Although reaching this goal would be somewhat difficult, how would he know without trying?
With this thought in mind, azure light blazed brightly around Lin Xuan's body. He turned the direction of his escape light, and soon vanished