"Fellow Daoists, please wait!"
Lu Xuan called out in delight to the three cultivators more than ten zhang away.
After dealing with the Parasitic Skin, he had been traveling toward the outer edge of the Secret Realm, keeping far away from its core region.
Along the way, his luck had been fairly good. He had picked several stalks of spirit herbs and even killed a blind Rank 1 Demon Beast.
But he had no idea how to leave the Secret Realm. He had been hoping to find cultivators familiar with the place to guide him, and only after nearly half an hour did he finally spot these three.
When the three cultivators heard Lu Xuan's call, they all turned around. Spiritual Power surged through the Magic Tools in their hands, and their eyes were wary.
Lu Xuan walked to a spot six or seven zhang away from the three. Of the three cultivators, two were men and one was a woman. Two were at Qi Refining Stage 6, and one was at the fifth level of Qi Refining. They were travel-worn and dusty, clearly having spent quite a few days inside the Secret Realm already.
"Please rest assured, fellow Daoists. I bear no ill will. On the contrary, I have a request to make."
Lu Xuan stopped, spread his hands, and spoke with a kind expression.
"Please speak, fellow Daoist."
The man in the lead held a Jet-Black Flying Sword as he spoke.
"I'm originally just an ordinary Spirit Plant Master from Vast Forest Market. I was invited here to harvest some rather troublesome spirit plants."
"I never expected that halfway through, Evil Spirits would invade. The cultivators traveling with me were killed one after another by the Evil Spirits, and I only escaped with my life by sheer luck."