This wasn't the first time Lin Xuan had sensed the aura of Holy Spirit.
But the last time was when he was in the secret realm of the imperial mausoleum of the Great Yu Empire.
This time, although the aura was very weak, Lin Xuan still managed to recognize the extremely pure Spiritual Power fluctuations.
He frowned slightly.
The aura of this Holy Spirit was pure, but extremely weak, carrying a dense aura of death, and its vitality was incredibly immature.
There are still some connections between them and the remnants of the Devil Race have perished.
A guess immediately formed in his mind.
Perhaps this remnant of the Devil Race race obtained some fortuitous opportunity, unexpectedly capturing a young Holy Spirit, sealing it with an array, and using it for their own purposes.
Now that he is dead and his power has vanished, the formation has weakened instantly, which is why it revealed a trace of his aura, which I was able to detect.
The Holy Spirit, regardless of life or death, even in this vast Eastern Continent, will bring bloodshed and chaos whenever he is born.
Thinking of this, Lin Xuan made a decisive move and rushed towards the direction where he sensed the aura of the Holy Spirit.
Ten Thousand Paths City has many buildings with distinctive local style, possessing a unique beauty, but its densely packed streets make it inconvenient to find people.
Lin Xuan was delayed for a while before finding a very secluded courtyard.
He stood outside the courtyard; the faint aura of the Holy Spirit vanished there.
This is it.
Lin Xuan's Divine Sense enveloped the courtyard, but he was unable to Divine Sense into it. This small courtyard was covered by a considerable number of formations.
But for Lin Xuan, none of this was a problem.
He raised his hand and cleaved the array covering the courtyard with One Sword strike. After the array dissipated, Lin Xuan's Divine Sense finally saw the scene inside the courtyard.
What disgusted him was that there were quite a few women in one of the rooms in this courtyard.
Their faces were an unnatural red, filled with despair; clearly, they had been captured by the remnants of the demonic sect to be used as furnaces for cultivation.
However, before he could even make a move, he died at his own hands.
This saved the women's lives and preserved their innocence.
There were also formations in this room, but for Lin Xuan, they were nothing more than something he could easily break.
This time he moved more gently, breaking through all the formations.
As the formation shattered with a popping sound, Spiritual Qi energy dissipated, and at the same time, the door was also broken by Lin Xuan 'One Sword.
The long-awaited sunlight streamed back into the room, and all the women inside looked outside in fear and unease.
However, they did not see the demon who had captured them and imprisoned them in this small house; instead, they saw a young man in white robes, wielding a long sword.
He looked at their disheveled appearance, shifted his gaze slightly, and sighed softly.
"Come out. The remnants of the Demonic Sect have been eliminated. You are safe now. Let's go."
These words were like a timely rain after a long drought, leaving many women stunned and staring at Lin Xuan in disbelief.
They remained silent, none of them daring to make a move immediately.
Only when one of them tentatively stepped outside and saw that Lin Xuan neither stopped her nor made a move did the other women rush out in a swarm.
Standing under the blinding sunlight, all the women couldn't help but burst into tears, and some even knelt down in front of Lin Xuan with a thud, kowtowing to him in respect.
"Thank you so much for saving my life!"
The other women followed suit.
"Thank you so much for saving my life!"
Lin Xuan gently shook his head.
"It's alright, you can go."
Several women helped each other to their feet, wiped away their tears, and left with tears still glistening in their eyes.
The last woman looked at Lin Xuan for a long time, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping herself. In the end, she said nothing, hurriedly bowed to Lin Xuan, and quickly followed the others.
After everyone had left, Lin Xuan turned his gaze to another room.
Unlike the room where these women were imprisoned, this room was actually equipped with an isolation array.
From the outside, there's no way to see the truth inside the room.
Even the formations they used were significantly stronger.
However, it was not difficult for Lin Xuan.
He withdrew his strength, broke through the formation, and stepped into the room. Looking at the scene inside, his pupils contracted, and a thought, "As expected," welled up in his mind.
Inside this house, there was a huge metal cage. It was impossible to see exactly what it was made of, but it was clear that the cage was covered with countless golden runes that looked extremely impressive.
In the center of the cage, there was only a white deer, barely alive and seemingly on its last breath.
This white deer was small in size and covered in wounds, with a gaping hole in its heart, but even with such severe injuries, it was still alive.
A strange fluctuation enveloped its body, slowly repairing it.
Based on the illustrations of the Holy Spirit he had seen before, Lin Xuan recognized that this white deer belonged to one of the most blessed Holy Spirit Clan. It was favored by the heavens, had a simple nature, and its cultivation had no bottlenecks. Its only drawbacks were slow growth and inability to discern human nature.
No wonder he was captured by those remnants of the Devil Race race.
Moreover, the white deer in front of us is extremely young. Judging from its appearance, it is probably several decades or even a hundred years old, but it is impossible for it to be more than two hundred years old.
It wasn't even an adult, and its intelligence was incomplete.
If we could take them back and train them properly, that would be great; at the very least, they would be extremely loyal.
But Lin Xuan only thought about it for a moment before shaking his head.
It will take at least a thousand years for this white deer to reach adulthood.
Their clan's growth rate is too slow, and their combat strength is insufficient. Even with their unique advantages, Lin Xuan cannot make use of them.
but...
A thought suddenly occurred to Lin Xuan, and he considered another possibility.
He truly had no use for the Holy Spirit of the White Deer Clan.
However, his disciples could.
Lianxin and the White Deer Clan are not a good match. She needs a more sharp and decisive Holy Spirit. The others are similar. Chen Xiao's bull-like personality is even less suitable. He might even dislike the White Deer.
Moreover, and most importantly, they weren't by his side. Even if he kept the white deer for them, he didn't know how long he would have to keep it. Besides, Lin Xuan didn't like raising cubs.
Looking at it this way, Lin Fang really is the most suitable disciple under his command.
Lin Xuan seemed to be deep in thought.
So far, he has bestowed upon his disciples elixirs, Cultivation Method, and weapons, but he has never given them a mount or a contracted companion.
So...
If he were to bestow the white deer, a trophy he had captured, upon Lin Fang, what would the system return to him?
As he pondered, Lin Xuan couldn't help but feel a surge of anticipation.
The golden cage's formation was very strong, and it took Lin Xuan a little longer than usual to break through it.
It wasn't that he couldn't break through with One Sword strike, but rather that although the white deer inside was repairing itself, it wouldn't be good if he accidentally injured it.
After a little while, Lin Xuan finally broke open the cage imprisoning the white deer, took the Xiaolu, which was only about the size of his arm span, out of the cage, and with a flick of his sleeve, enveloped it in his sleeve.
This white deer was his trophy.
He would never share it with anyone.
Therefore, it's better if others can't see it.
not to mention...
Lin Xuan looked towards the doorway, and soon saw Duan Nianwei and the others rushing over.