All along, Lu Xuan had maintained an extremely cautious habit.
Whenever he ran into unfamiliar cultivators, he would first send over some Spirit Fruit and Spirit Brew for them to taste, making them feel goodwill toward him while conveniently figuring out whether there were any traces of demons and evil spirits.
Unexpectedly, today, this good habit had come in handy.
His expression remained as usual, but his mind was fixed on that thought in his sea of consciousness.
Mutated Cultivator, Nascent Soul Middle Stage. His mind had been invaded by an alien spirit for many years and had gradually transformed into the body of a demon spirit, capable of extending his life by a thousand years.
At the same time, he was naturally close to Spirit Plants, able to seize and store endless vitality, hiding it within his own body, making it difficult to detect.
"Mutated Cultivator..."
"Although he wasn't contaminated by demons and evil spirits, when all is said and done, he can no longer be considered part of the human race."
Lu Xuan secretly raised his guard.
The invaded cultivator was not that Jiang Hengbai, whose attitude was somewhat unpleasant, but rather the comparatively silent Mu Yuanshan.
He had no sufficient reason to prove his discovery, so he could only act as if that thought had never appeared and continue drinking and chatting freely with the others.
Several days passed in the blink of an eye.
Deep in the night, beneath the diseased spirit wood.
An almost imperceptible dark-green figure silently entered the restriction, seemingly knowing the restriction like the back of his hand and causing no abnormal reaction whatsoever.
The dark-green figure turned into a streak of green light and attached itself directly to the normal portion of the Ten Thousand Year Spirit Wood. Threads and wisps