One person: Lu Jin, do I look like your master?

The tone shifted abruptly, and Wang Xuan's gaze deepened:

"However, that is precisely the problem. While the Six Treasures Immortal Thief greatly enhances your 'life,' it has negligible effect on nourishing and enhancing your 'sex.'"

Baron subconsciously repeated this somewhat unfamiliar Eastern philosophical concept, his brow furrowing slightly.

"'Sex' refers to one's mind, nature, and spirit; it is the sum of a person's spirit, will, moral concepts, and self-awareness."

Wang Xuan patiently explained.

"Life and health must be balanced and harmonious, and both should be pursued diligently."

If one's "fate" is too strong but their "nature" is insufficient, it's like an infant possessing the power of a giant, unable to perfectly control themselves. Their mind and nature are easily swayed by powerful instincts and desires, even backfiring on them.

He looked directly at Barron and emphasized his words:

“A powerful life instinct, if not restrained and guided by a sufficiently strong mind, will give rise to an 'desire' that transcends reason and is difficult to suppress.”

This desire may initially be a pursuit of ultimate deliciousness, but gradually it may turn towards a more primitive and dangerous direction... for example.

The desire for 'life' itself, the craving for the act of 'devouring'. This is not your intention, but the inevitable consequence of the imbalance of 'life'.

"So, do you understand now?"

Wang Xuan looked at Baron, whose face was gradually filled with confusion, but which was replaced by understanding and seriousness, and asked with a smile, as if they were just discussing a simple mathematical equation.

Baron fell into a brief silence. Wang Xuan's words were like the sun breaking through the clouds, providing an extremely reasonable and thorough explanation for the strange impulse and emptiness that had been vaguely clear in his heart for years, yet had made him vaguely uneasy.

Although he was not very familiar with the specific terminology of the Eastern cultivation system, the concept of "balance" was universal.

He understood the most crucial point: his current state was a dangerous "imbalance".

"I understand."

Baron nodded slowly, his voice much lower, his previous wariness turning into deep thought.

The other party not only pointed out his problem, but also the root cause of the problem. This insight and knowledge far exceeded his expectations.

Immediately, a long-suppressed question welled up in his mind. He raised his head, his gaze fixed intently on Wang Xuan:

"Then, could you please tell me who exactly created this 'Six Treasuries of Immortal Thieves'?"

Years ago, in the desolate depths of Kangchenjunga, a mysterious figure granted him a new life, but also brought with it a bittersweet curse. He yearns to know the figure's identity.

Wang Xuan seemed to have anticipated his question and calmly replied:

"His name is Ruan Feng. He was also one of the 'Thirty-Six Thieves' back then. As for now..."

He paused briefly and gave a general location.

"He is most likely in a place called 'Nathan Island'."

“Nguyen Phong… Nathan Island…”

Baron murmured the two names, memorizing them deeply. This information was priceless to him.

He didn't ask any more questions, but instead simply took out a small booklet that looked old and made of a special material from his pocket and casually tossed it to Wang Xuan.

"This is the cultivation method of the 'Six Treasures Immortal Thief'."

Barron's tone returned to its previous calm.

"As for what will happen to you after you start cultivating, I can't guarantee it. You'd better take care of yourself."

His quick response wasn't entirely due to the exchange of information with Wang Xuan, but rather stemmed from a complex psychological factor:

On the one hand, Wang Xuan pointed out his predicament, which can be considered a kind of "enlightenment" in a way.

On the other hand, he himself also had doubts about this ability, and perhaps he wanted to see where such a powerful person who could see through the essence of things would go after practicing this method.

This in itself is an extremely interesting "experiment".

After saying that, Baron ignored Wang Xuan and turned around to walk towards Xia Liuqing, who was pretending to doze off in the distance.

His main purpose in coming here was to fulfill his promise to Xia Liuqing and assist Quanxing in their operations at Longhu Mountain.

Although he was extremely curious about Wang Xuan's strength and even longed to fight him, now was clearly not the time. Everything would have to wait for another opportunity.

Wang Xuan took the seemingly ordinary booklet that contained the earth-shattering secrets of the "Eight Extraordinary Techniques," its surface slightly cool to the touch.

Without even looking down to turn a page, the booklet vanished from his hand with a thought, directly stored in his system inventory, which only he could perceive.

What happened tonight is far from over.

He raised his head, his gaze seemingly piercing through layers of dense forest, looking towards a certain spot on the front mountain.

At this moment, Longhu Mountain is rife with undercurrents. The Quanxing Sect is about to attack the mountain, and Old Master Lu Jin, the last surviving member of the Sanyi Sect, is filled with rage and wants to settle scores with the Quanxing Sect.

"No matter what, what I'm cultivating now is the Reverse Rebirth Triple Stage of the Trinity Sect~"

Wang Xuan muttered to himself, his tone carrying a complex emotion that was hard to describe.

Although this unique skill originated from the system, its roots are ultimately the Sanyi Sect, which has long since vanished into the annals of history. It is Lu Jin's sect and the culmination of Zuo Ruotong's life's work.

Both morally and logically, he could not stand idly by and watch Lu Jin potentially fall into danger.

Moreover, the Quanxing Sect's attack on the mountain this time, with the four Zhang Kuangs all gathered together, and their bizarre methods targeting one's temperament, undoubtedly posed a great threat to Lu Jin, who was upright and filled with hatred.

"Go and have a look."

With a slight ripple of his white robes, Wang Xuan's figure vanished silently into the deeper darkness of the night, heading towards the mountain front, a place destined to be anything but peaceful.

Regardless, we still need to take care of Lu Jin's matter.

Chapter 51 The Four Madmen of Quanxing

Deep in the dense forest behind Longhu Mountain.

The moonlight was fragmented by the dense foliage, casting shimmering, restless spots of light on the ground.

Two figures were fleeing in a sorry state ahead. They were Yuan Tao, a renowned master of the Quanxing sect and a weapon refiner, and his foolish apprentice, Han Dan.

Yuan Tao was short in stature, but his face always carried his usual slickness and cunning. Even when fleeing for his life, he did not forget his verbal skills.

Han Dan, carrying a bunch of strange and unusual "toys," followed along, panting, his face still bearing that bewildered and ignorant expression.

Closely following behind them was Old Master Lu Jin, his hair and beard bristling with rage.

His surging true qi was like a burning flame, pressing down the surrounding grass and trees, and his powerful aura startled the birds that roosted in the forest at night, causing them to take flight.

Following closely behind was Zhang Lingyu, dressed in a Taoist robe with a solemn expression.

"Yuan Tao! Stop right there! Today you will pay the price for your foul mouth!"

Lu Jin's roar echoed through the forest, causing the leaves to rustle.

Seeing that he couldn't shake them off anytime soon, Yuan Tao, who was fleeing ahead, suddenly stopped, turned around, and forced a pleading expression on his face, but the scheming in his eyes didn't diminish in the slightest:

"Oh dear! Mr. Lu! Mr. Lu! Please calm down, I'll back down, I admit defeat, okay?"

Please, have mercy and let my father and me go! There are plenty of wicked people from the Quanxing sect on this mountain; why are you fixated on us two incompetent weapon refiners?

Lu Jin wasn't buying it at all. She snorted coldly and didn't stop walking.

"Once I've dealt with you, you old bastard, I'll settle accounts with the other scum! None of them will escape!"

Seeing that his pleas for mercy were ineffective, Yuan Tao's eyes darted around, and his smug, cheeky grin reappeared. His words, however, were even more vicious, directly striking at Lu Jin's sore spot:

"Sigh, Mr. Lu, I admit that the Quanxing sect is hated by many. But we don't seem to have provoked your Lu family much, have we?"

The reason you're so persistent is because of that old story about your master, Zuo Ruotong, the head of the Sanyi Sect! If you ask me…”

He deliberately drew out his words, speaking in a sinister tone:

"...It's because your master is too petty, too hot-tempered, and can't handle things, that's why..."

"shut up!!!"

Yuan Tao's words were like the last spark that ignited a powder keg. Lu Jin's anger, guilt towards his sect, and respect and longing for his mentor, which had been building up for decades, erupted at this moment!

Veins bulged on his forehead, his eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and a violent surge of energy exploded outwards from him!

"Go to hell! Don't you dare insult my mentor with your filthy mouth!!!"

Enraged, Lu Jin completely lost his composure. His figure shot out like a cannonball, carrying a terrifying force that was like an overwhelming tidal wave, and he struck Yuan Tao's face with a palm!

That palm strike was unleashed with fury, its power earth-shattering. Before the palm wind even arrived, the fierce pressure of Qi had already plowed a deep trench into the ground!

At this critical moment, the seemingly dull-witted Han Dan reacted extremely quickly, suddenly stepping in front of Yuan Tao to block her.

At the same time, he pulled out his comically shaped "water gun" and fired several shots at Lu Jin who was rushing towards him without hesitation!

"Puff puff!"

Several incredibly condensed water columns, each containing a unique destructive energy, shot out at astonishing speed!

This toy gun, which the simpleton has turned into a magical artifact, is powerful enough to pierce through metal and stone!

However, Lu Jin's power was terrifying in his rage! He neither dodged nor evaded, but instead swung his hand, which was covered in a dense white light!

Those water columns, which were enough to seriously injure most of the superhumans, were actually shattered by his slap, turning into a sky full of water mist!

The palm strike paused only slightly before continuing with unstoppable force, slamming into the arms of the simpleton who had hastily raised them to block!

Han Dan's burly body was struck as if by a speeding truck. Together with Yuan Tao behind him, they were thrown off the ground by the force. Both of them had turbulent blood and qi, numb arms, and blood trickling from the corners of their mouths.

"Cough cough...this old monster!"

Yuan Tao scrambled to her feet, looking at the Chiwen Bead with cracks in her palm. Her heart ached, and she was even more shocked by Lu Jin's strength.

"Two weapon refiners, who ruined three magical artifacts, couldn't even withstand his enraged palm strike?!"

Lu Jin approached step by step, the killing intent in his eyes almost tangible, the white light around him growing ever more intense, and his voice icy and chilling:

"Yuan Tao! Today, I'm going to rip your tongue out!"

Seeing that Lu Jin was completely consumed by rage and only wanted to get rid of Yuan Tao, Zhang Lingyu was extremely anxious.

He stepped forward, forcibly suppressing his awe of his senior, and admonished:

"Senior Lu! Please calm down! It's not a good idea to stay here and waste time fighting these two! The situation on the mountain is unclear, and other fellow cultivators may be struggling. We should go and support them as soon as possible!"

Lu Jin, who was in a fit of anger, wouldn't listen to any advice. Without turning her head, she impatiently shouted:

"Get out of my way! What do you know, you little brat! I'll deal with these two bastards today!"

Zhang Lingyu was no longer as calm as before; her tone became firm, and she addressed him by his name directly.

"Lu Jin! Now is not the time for you to act like an old man and indulge in momentary pleasure!"

"How dare you call me Lu Jin? You disrespectful little bastard!"

Lu Jin was already furious, and being addressed by name by a junior only added fuel to the fire. Without thinking, he turned around and, with lightning speed, pressed a certain acupoint on Zhang Lingyu's arm!

Caught off guard, Zhang Lingyu felt a numbness in her arm and cried out in shock and anger, "Lu Jin! What are you doing?!"

Lu Jin, however, did not rush to explain. Instead, she spoke to Zhang Lingyu:

Lu Jin's voice suddenly became extremely serious and urgent, his previous rage vanished without a trace. He looked sharply at Zhang Lingyu and said urgently:

"Protect the Hand Yin Meridian and Foot Jueyin Meridian! Guard your mind and focus on the stillness exercise!"

Zhang Lingyu was taken aback by Lu Jin's sudden change and serious tone, but immediately did as he was told. At the same time, she vaguely felt that her own Qi seemed to be somewhat sluggish and restless.

He was shocked to think that he had actually called Senior Lu by his full name. He didn't understand what was wrong with him. As he circulated his meditation skills, he gradually regained his peace.

Lu Jin's face was ashen, his sharp gaze sweeping across the dark woods around him as he said in a deep voice, "We... have been tricked!"

Yuan Tao straightened his hat.

"I gave you a chance to leave just now, Mr. Lu, I'm serious! Today, right here, I'll cripple you!"

Then, following behind Yuan Tao, a stout monk with a smile on his face walked out.

The newcomer was none other than Lei Yanpao, one of the Four Madmen of Quanxing!

Chapter 52 In Peril

"Thunder Smoke Cannon - Gao Ning!"

Lu Jin's roar was like a thunderclap, and he suddenly turned to the shadow behind Yuan Tao.

There stood a fat, big-eared, smiling monk in a robe who, despite his appearance, had no air of solemnity. He was standing there with his hands clasped together, smiling broadly.

His kind and benevolent appearance contrasted nauseatingly with the sinister aura emanating from him that stirred up deep-seated unease and malice in people's hearts.