The Cloud Hidden Sect was no longer what it had once been, and Lin Xuan's cultivation cave was naturally spacious and splendid as well. Though he had not returned to the main headquarters in a long time, his cultivation cave had certainly not fallen into neglect. Disciples under him cleaned and tidied it every day, so it remained as spotless as before.
Lin Xuan was very satisfied when he saw it. He casually bestowed a few treasures and Spirit Stones, and those disciples were naturally overjoyed. After bowing in thanks, they left one after another.
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth. With a flick of his sleeve, several Formation Flags of every color flew out. Though this was the main headquarters of his own sect, with Lin Xuan's personality, he would naturally set up some defensive formations around his cultivation cave.
Everything was familiar work, so it naturally did not take long. Very soon, Lin Xuan returned to the cultivation cave. After rushing about outside for so long, if Lin Xuan claimed he felt no fatigue at all, that would certainly be a lie.
Though there were still many things to do next, cultivation did not need to be rushed for this one moment.
Thus, Lin Xuan did nothing at all and went straight to the bedroom, where he fell into a deep sleep.
This sleep lasted several days. When he woke, he felt that his essence, qi, and spirit had all recovered. Lin Xuan bathed and changed clothes, then finally came to the Cultivation Room.
This time, he had gone alone to the meeting and stormed the main headquarters of Sword Lake Palace. It had indeed been a bitter ordeal, and saying he had narrowly escaped death nine times out of ten was not