Ten Thousand Spirits Market, the largest market city on Mysterious Sun Planet.
In a secluded courtyard, four men and one woman sat in a stone pavilion, drinking tea and chatting. Lin Xuan was among them.
The Central Heaven Continent was rich in cultivation resources. Lin Xuan's cultivation had advanced considerably, though he was still at the Nascent Soul Early Stage. His status within the Dark Yin Sect was not particularly high.
"Leaving Mysterious Sun Planet? Taking the interstellar teleportation array?"
Lin Xuan was slightly taken aback and asked curiously.
"Of course not. In a while, a starship called the Fire Luan will dock here. We'll take the Fire Luan and leave Mysterious Sun Planet. This mission will be led by the sect's Vice Sect Master, and it is of utmost importance."
As soon as the words fell, faint footsteps sounded. A gaunt old man in black robes, his Killing Intent soaring to the heavens, walked in. His eyes were sunken, his gaze gloomy, and he exuded an overwhelming pressure.
Judging from the fluctuations of his magic power, he was unmistakably a Nascent Soul Late Stage cultivator.
Song Lei, Vice Sect Master of the Dark Yin Sect.
"Martial Uncle Song."
The cultivators all rose to their feet, Lin Xuan included.
They were all Nascent Soul Cultivators, but Song Lei's seniority far surpassed theirs.
"Make your preparations. The Fire Luan will arrive within the next few days, and when it does, we will board together. Let me make this clear first: this operation is of utmost importance. Everyone must obey orders. Any violator will be treated as a traitor to the sect. Understood?"
Song Lei's voice was heavy, carrying an air that brooked no refusal.
"Yes, Martial Uncle Song."
Everyone answered in succession, their expressions solemn.
Song Lei gave them a few