And waiting meant variables.
Heaven knew what might happen during that process.
Lin Xuan wished he could take the treasure right now and leave this place far behind.
But he could not do that.
The more precious a secret treasure was, the less its forging process could be interrupted.
Lin Xuan knew this principle full well.
Otherwise, the power of this treasure would inevitably be greatly affected.
Yet to keep waiting like this truly left Lin Xuan uneasy to the extreme.
After all, this treasure had not been born of heaven and grown from earth, but had been deliberately forged by someone.
Lin Xuan had not forgotten that Ghost Saint of the Tribulation Transcendence Stage.
That fellow's divine abilities were by no means weak, but Lin Xuan did not believe an existence at the early Tribulation Transcendence Stage could forge such a treasure.
Most likely, he had merely been a subordinate!
This conjecture was absolutely not an arrow shot without a target.
To put it bluntly, even existences at the middle Tribulation Transcendence Stage most likely did not possess such skill.
Looking across the Three Realms, the only ones with the strength to produce this kind of wondrous treasure were those old fellows at the Tribulation Transcendence Late Stage, cultivators on the level of Baoshe, Bingpo, or Nailong True Person.
The other party was not here and had merely sent subordinates to guard it. Lin Xuan did not believe this was a moment of carelessness; most likely, he had been entangled by some matter and lacked the ability to split himself.
But this treasure was simply too important. There was no way he would ignore it. At present, he could not be in two places at once, but once he resolved the matter in his hands, barring any accident, he