Lin Xuan was not discouraged. He had only asked casually to begin with, and had not extravagantly hoped he could obtain useful information so easily.
The journey passed without incident. Two days later, Lin Xuan and the Robe-Clad Elder arrived at their destination with extreme smoothness.
Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly and gazed at the little island before him.
The island was extremely large, spanning several thousand li around. Hills and lakes, flowers and stones, trees and woods—there were simply too many to count. Moreover, the spiritual energy was exceedingly dense. Of course, compared to the spiritual land he had in mind for breaking through and advancing, it was still somewhat inferior in the end.
"This is True Person Leikong's blessed paradise?"
"How is it? Is there anything different from what my worthy younger brother imagined?"
The Robe-Clad Elder burst into hearty laughter. He was eloquent and silver-tongued, and along the way he and Lin Xuan had conversed very happily; even his form of address had grown more intimate. "This Leikong Island is one of the rare blessed paradises within a million li. Back then, quite a few mighty figures coveted it, but in the end it still fell into True Person Leikong's hands."
"True Person Leikong not only has friends far and wide, his personal strength is also extraordinary and transcendent, far surpassing Cultivators of the same rank. Moreover, he is skilled in the art of formations. Worthy brother, don't look at Leikong Island as a place of birdsong and fragrant flowers, like an immortal realm on earth. If there are fools who don't know what's good for them and rashly barge in, then it becomes a land of brambles everywhere, killing intent at every step. Even for Cultivators like you and me, trying to escape would not