Both were mid-stage Golden Core cultivators, both were sect elders. The only difference was that True Person Qing Xuan had a Nascent Soul master.
As Wu Yin's most beloved disciple, True Person Qing Xuan possessed no shortage of magical treasures, and his strength clearly surpassed Luan Yin's by a notch.
The icy-blue longsword in his hand was a high-grade magical treasure, the jade hairpin atop his head was likewise a high-grade defensive magical treasure, and even the Daoist robe he wore was a high-grade enchanted garment.
What was more, the ornament hanging from True Person Qing Xuan's waist was made of no ordinary material. It was crafted from Violet Thunderwood, an excellent ward against evil that ghosts and specters could not approach.
Bai Lan did not know whether Luan Yin was tired from fighting.
But she truly craved Qing Xuan's full set of equipment.
Unfortunately, even if she killed True Person Qing Xuan, she could not use the things on him openly. Otherwise, the charge of murdering a fellow sect uncle would fall upon her head.
Once Qing Xuan died, she could store these things away for now. When Bai Ling rose to prominence someday, she could use True Person Qing Xuan's entire collection of relics to extort an enormous sum of Spirit Stones from her.
Bai Ling would surely want the relics her dear master had left behind. Perhaps she would even use the Spirit Stones in He Gui's possession to buy Qing Xuan's belongings, only for Bai Lan to extort a massive sum from her before taking everything back again. Just imagining the expression on Bai Ling's face then made things all the more interesting.
Luan Yin, meanwhile, truly lived up to his name. His underhanded methods were far superior to Qing Xuan's.
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