Lin Xuan did not think this was a coincidence. A trace of mockery appeared at the corner of his mouth. It seemed the rumors really had begun to take effect.
Aside from paying attention to these tiny details, Lin Xuan was also doing other work. On the surface, he seemed to be roaming the mountains and enjoying the scenery, but in truth, he was secretly observing the terrain around Spirit Herb Mountain.
Only by knowing oneself and one's enemy could one win a hundred battles out of a hundred. By the same logic, if he was familiar with the terrain, then should anything truly happen, his chances of escape would be a little higher.
Of course, these were only preparations for the worst-case scenario. Lin Xuan liked to guard against trouble before it happened.
After resting for about three days, Lin Xuan felt that both his body and mind had recovered to their best state. Although from all sorts of signs, Spirit Herb Mountain might encounter danger in the future, for the time being, it should still be very safe.
Rumors were rumors, after all. Before the matter was completely confirmed, no one would lightly offend a sect made up of alchemists. There was no need to worry like a man fearing the sky might fall. Lin Xuan began to cultivate with complete peace of mind and boldness.
With his aptitude, he naturally could not do without spirit pills.
Lin Xuan purified the Foundation Establishment Pills, and all of them were mid-grade pills.
Since the number of pills he could take each day was limited, Lin Xuan was unwilling to waste time with low-grade pills, while purifying high-grade pills was somewhat more difficult. Therefore, what he mainly took were mid-grade pills.
Time slowly flowed by...
Lin Xuan repeated the dull