Lin Xuan was not an unreasonable person. Besides, if this matter were truly discussed, it could only be called a coincidence of fate, not the fault of the young cultivator before him.
Killing him would not help matters. Since that was the case, why harm the innocent?
The trail, at this point, could be considered broken.
With things having developed to this point, Lin Xuan himself was helpless as well. He did not make things difficult for Hundred Treasures Pavilion; he merely walked out from inside with a face full of worry.
"Phew!"
The shopkeeper let out a breath of relief. Fortunately, this senior was reasonable and understanding. Otherwise...
He did not dare think further.
To say that he had just taken a turn before the gates of hell would not be an exaggeration at all.
As the saying went, if one survived a great disaster, there would surely be good fortune afterward. He only hoped that after this crisis, his own cultivation would be able to take another step forward because of it.
Of course, words were one thing; as for whether it would actually work, he did not have much confidence.
In any case, the feeling of surviving a calamity was truly not bad.
As for Lin Xuan, at this moment his face was full of worry.
Originally, he had let his incarnation come out brimming with confidence, thinking it would be able to investigate the ancient secrets and obtain a result. He had not expected that the higher his hopes were, the disappointment would be no small thing either.
After working so hard for half a day, in the end, it had all been wasted effort.
However, since matters had already come to this, being depressed was useless. It seemed there was only the path of striving