Like a rabbit bolting and a falcon stooping, the entire process carried not the slightest hint of fireworks, as smooth and effortless as drifting clouds and flowing water. To Lin Xuan, this was naturally nothing out of the ordinary. Even here, where his strength was suppressed, dealing with a mere Nascent Soul Realm fellow still took no more effort than blowing off dust.
But how could those cultivators know that? They could not see the depth or strength of Lin Xuan's power at all. The shock brought by the scene before them was enormous, and their expressions naturally grew even more respectful.
"Reporting to Senior, we are the immortal servants of True Person Huayu. For generations, our ancestors have lived here."
A woman in her twenties stepped out from the crowd. She was also the one with the highest cultivation among this group, at the peak of Nascent Soul Middle Stage, only a single step away from the late stage.
This woman wore a bright-red outfit, but its style was one Lin Xuan had never seen before, extremely ancient and simple.
"The immortal servants of True Person Huayu, living here for generations."
When Lin Xuan heard this, he was overjoyed, as if a stone had fallen from his heart.
Heaven truly treated him well. With them leading the way, finding Yue'er would be much easier.
Although he thought this in his heart, Lin Xuan did not immediately ask about the two women's whereabouts. After weathering so many storms in the cultivation world, Lin Xuan was not so lacking in composure.
His expression remained utterly indifferent. "The immortal servants of True Person Huayu—how is it that there are only the few of you?"
These words seemed profoundly unfathomable, as though Lin Xuan understood that True Person Huayu very well.
Sure enough,