37: Imprisoned Dream Path

Lu Xian said no more.

In truth, it wouldn't matter even if word got out about the Mirror Flower Water Moon Formation at his home; since its effect was that 'Qi Refining Cultivators cannot see through it,' they would inevitably be unable to do so.

But what he was thinking about at this moment was Luo Xuanmeng—she was neither a Loose Cultivator nor did she seem like a descendant of a cultivation Family, so what was she doing here in Qingyun County?

And living in the Shantytown at that...

Forget it, time to watch the competition.

Lu Xian cleared his mind of stray thoughts as the fifth match began on the arena stage.

The two sides were from two mid-ranking families, fighting on equal terms for half an hour before a result was finally decided.

On the other side, Luo Xuanmeng's beautiful eyes flickered, her confusion deepening.

From the first time she saw Lu Xian, she felt this person was extraordinary.

On the surface, aside from being rather handsome, he seemed utterly unremarkable.

However, according to her observations over several months, this man lived in seclusion, only heading out of the city once a month by sword or crane.

Seeing Du Qinghong today, it dawned on her that he must be going out to trade.

However, that wasn't what she was focused on.

Which Family's Qi Refining Loose Cultivator could fly on a sword and even keep a crane as a Spirit Pet?

Instead of fighting for cultivation resources, he stayed content in a corner, staying at home to Cultivate?

Furthermore, his small courtyard was equipped with defensive and illusion Formations, making it as solid as a fortress!

Even I'm not that wealthy; could he really be a fellow traveler... Luo Xuanmeng's mind was in turmoil.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, I wonder if you have been living well in Qingyun County these past few years?"

She sent a voice transmission, continuing her probing.

Hearing this, Lu Xian was surprised.

This tone made it seem as if the two were old friends who had known each other for years.

"It's alright. Fellow Daoist Luo might as well speak plainly. Give me some useful information, and if I'm in a good mood, I might just tell you about the Formation..."

Despite his words, he didn't believe the other party would reveal the truth.

"Then this young lady shall speak plainly!" Luo Xuanmeng lightly bit her silver teeth. "Which path are you on, Fellow Daoist? You and I might not be enemies. If we can cooperate, the grand plan can be achieved!"

Path?

Lu Xian was puzzled. What other path could he be practicing besides the Primordial Art?

Suddenly, he recalled the day of the Cangye Sect's recruitment a year ago.

The image of the Golden Core Immortal Master, Xie Xuansong, grabbing a woman from the crowd and crushing her instantly!

At that time, Xie Xuansong seemed to have barked: "Ants of the Dream Imprisonment Sect! You don't stay honestly in the south, yet you dare to sneak into my Qingyun County? You're looking for death!"

At that moment, Lu Xian had been too shocked by the power of a Golden Core to think deeply about it.

Thinking back now, what exactly was the Dream Imprisonment Sect?

Could it be the 'path' Luo Xuanmeng was talking about?

It sounded like the name of an organization.

After a moment of deliberation, Lu Xian decided to bluff her: "I belong to... the Dream Imprisonment Sect. I wonder, Fellow Daoist Luo, which path do you walk?"

As soon as these words were spoken!

Luo Xuanmeng's expression changed drastically. She even forgot to use voice transmission and blurted out: "Impossible! Do not speak such nonsense, Fellow Daoist, I—"

Before she could finish, she realized her loss of composure and quickly stopped.

A sharp light flashed in Lu Xian's eyes.

Heh... it seems I've bluffed out some incredible information.

He sent a voice transmission: "Fellow Daoist Luo... surely you wouldn't want the Immortal Dynasty to discover that you've infiltrated Qingyun County, would you?"

Luo Xuanmeng's pupils trembled slightly, but she quickly regained her composure.

"I don't know what Fellow Daoist Lu is talking about, I simply don't understand~ Today's Great Family Tournament is quite dull, I shall take my leave first."

She finished speaking coldly, stood up, and left without a hint of lingering.

She no longer pestered him about the Formation, as if she had forgotten it instantly.

Lu Xian watched her slightly hurried back... as expected, his guess was right!

Dream Imprisonment Sect?

Could it be a group of Cultivators who specialized in illusion-type Spells gathered together?

Under this Immortal Dynasty, besides the families and Sects, there were quite a few secret organizations moving in the shadows.

He would look for more information later. Lu Xian shook his head and turned his gaze back to the stage.

The first round of matches had ended.

By carefully examining the auras and methods of each Family's descendants, he could already roughly predict the final results:

The Fang and Tang families were firmly in the top two.

The Zhang and Han families would fight for third place.

The gap between the descendants of the other families was not large, or rather, to Lu Xian, they posed no threat.

The Zhang Family was the most surprising.

They were last in the previous tournament, yet this time they had emerged as a dark horse.

Especially that Zhang Lingyun; his magic power was exceptionally condensed, and his combat experience was quite seasoned.

"The first round is over. I announce that the second round will begin at the Hour of the Sheep. During the interval, you may rest and recover on your own!"

The Foundation Establishment referee announced loudly.

He was from the Fang Family. He didn't look surprised, but he did give Zhang Lingyun an extra glance.

The truly talented seeds of these Foundation Establishment Families had already been sent into the inner gate of the Cangye Sect.

Most of those on the stage now were second-tier direct descendants staying behind to guard the Family; they had little hope of Foundation Establishment and were mostly destined to manage Family businesses in the future.

After watching the first round, Lu Xian felt a bit bored.

In matters like fighting, one doesn't learn much from watching others; one must rely on actual combat.

So he asked about something else: "Brother Du, did you manage to get the item list for the Lin Family Auction?"

Only by upgrading all buildings to Level 2 as soon as possible could he make long-term plans.

"No, the difficulty was too high. I only heard that a Tier 1 Peak-grade teleportation array diagram might appear. Additionally, the Lin Family will sell Soul Nourishing Stones separately; they brought in a large shipment from the neighboring commandery, so the price shouldn't be expensive..."

"As for the others—Sun-Returning Wood Pith, spirit condensing black soil, Five Spirit Dew... the news is truly impossible to pin down."

"Brother Han, why do you need these special spiritual items?"

Du Qinghong shared the news he had gathered and couldn't help but ask.

"Asking too much isn't a good thing, take that Fellow Daoist Luo just now for example..."

Lu Xian smiled, his expression unreadable.

"I... this little brother understands."

Du Qinghong's heart chilled as he suddenly remembered that the person before him was by no means a kind soul.

Kong Yan's fate this morning was a clear warning.

Even with the debt of saving his life and their cooperative friendship, he knew his own place.

At this moment, he couldn't help but regret his loose tongue.

"Brother Han, there is a way to get the auction list in advance!" He slapped his head and quickly changed the subject.

Lu Xian signaled for him to continue.

"Consign an item for auction with the Lin Family. Not only can you get the list, but if the consigned item is valuable enough, you can even get a VIP seat and enjoy the Lin Family's special treatment!"

Consignment?

Lu Xian immediately thought of the mutated soul settling tea at home.

But that thing, with his current strength, must absolutely not be shown to others.

He then considered other spirit plants.

Besides the soul settling tea, a star stamen grass he had been growing for a long time had mutated a few months ago, and even Lu Xian couldn't name it.

It was still planted in the [Spirit Field], with a medicinal age of over a hundred and fifty years, firmly placing it in the category of Tier 1 Peak-grade spirit plants.

"For an auction in the Qi Refinement Stage category, this item is just right..."

Lu Xian pondered, then asked: "How is the Lin Family's reputation?"

Du Qinghong recalled for a moment: "The Lin Family's reputation is pretty good; no major scandals have circulated in the Loose Cultivator circles. Their descendants don't often come to Qingyun City either, mostly staying at their ancestral land to Cultivate, so there's not much contact."

No big news.

That in itself was the worst news!

Generally, Foundation Establishment Families cherish their reputation, but it's hard to suppress bad news if it gets out.

But for a Golden Core power like the Lin Family, if they committed any evil deeds, they could probably 'physically eliminate' all sources of information immediately.

"I need to go back and check the origin of that herb again; if the value is too high, I'll forget it. If it's suitable, I'll consign it. I'm indeed still a bit short on Spirit Stones to be safe."

Lu Xian drew his conclusion after assessing the risks.

"There's one month left. Help me sell another batch of goods, and make it a larger amount this time!" he added.

It would be best to save up three thousand Spirit Stones before the auction!

That Tier 1 Peak-grade teleportation array diagram, 'A Bridge of So close yet so far', plus the other Materials, should be enough!

"Yes!" Du Qinghong's spirits lifted.