Bai Xianzi's face suddenly changed, and she became even more enraged. "You dare to speak such arrogant words!" She raised her delicate hand, and it transformed into a dark and ugly ghostly claw with iron-like fingernails that shone with a cold, dark light as it swiped at Lin Luoran.

  This land is rich in spiritual energy, and after being here for so long, it has been very beneficial to Lin Luoran's recovery. At this moment, she can actually cast spells, but facing the ghost claws that are coming at her with such momentum, Lin Luoran remains as still as Mount Tai, unmoving like a green pine or a strong bamboo in the midst of a raging storm.

  Those sharp fingernails seemed to have pierced her cheek, a chill ran down her spine as Lin Luo Ran mouthed: "Fireball Technique!"

  Bai Xianzi was shocked, and unexpectedly withdrew her ghostly claws, returning to the large stone slab, restoring her beautiful appearance. However, she discovered that Lin Luoran merely scolded with his mouth, without any fluctuation of fire spirit energy. For a moment, she was unsure whether to be angry or surprised - she had been deceived by this young man!

  "You..."

  Lin Luoran patted her hands, looking calm on the surface, but having gambled this round, she had actually walked a circle around the Ghost Gate, and saying she wasn't nervous was a lie.

  "Immortal, a small fireball technique has scared you so much, could it be that your primordial spirit is unstable to such an extent?"

  Lin Luoran didn't know where she got the guts from, but relying solely on her conjecture and that flash of insight in her mind, she actually guessed correctly about the situation of the white fairy in front of her.

  Bai Xianzi coldly snorted: "You junior, how this seat's yuan Shen is, doesn't need you to be concerned!"

  Although the attitude was not good, it indirectly acknowledged Lin Luoran's guess. Lin Luoran didn't mind this senior's tone and instead spoke in a very good temper: "Senior, continuing to be at odds with each other at this time won't do either of us any good. Why don't we sit down and have a good talk, wouldn't that benefit both of us?"

  The grass was soft, Lin Luo patted her buttocks and sat down, making a please gesture to Bai Xianzi. Bai Xianzi hummed twice, still standing on the round stone, after a while she finally couldn't help but say: "How did you find out?"

  Although her physical body had long since dissipated, her primordial spirit still lingered in the realm of yesterday. Trapped in this place for days, she had been practicing illusion techniques and didn't believe that this Qi-refining period junior could see through it.

  How can you tell? Lin Luo Ran didn't answer directly, but instead asked back: "Immortal maiden, in the past, were you also this polite to Qi Refining stage cultivators?"

  In the past... In the past, she wouldn't even give a second glance to a young cultivator like him who was still in the Qi Refining stage.

  Bai Xianzi was just trapped in this secret realm for a long time, and suddenly saw a living person, but didn't consider the difference in status between the cultivation world, at this moment, thinking about it, also understood his own defeat - originally he was too impatient?

  Looking at Bai Xianzi's expression, Lin Luoran knew she had understood. As for the doubt about the difference in status, Lin Luoran still wanted to thank Wen Guanjing. If he hadn't insisted on calling her Shifu, Lin Luoran would have forgotten this very suspicious place.

  Although there are also kind seniors in the cultivation world, Bai Xianzi's temper is not good when speaking. How can she bear the temptation of capturing her clearly and keep asking instead? —— It's natural that Bai Xianzi is not completely confident in capturing her.

  "Even if you suspect it, with your low cultivation level, I don't believe you can see that I am a Primordial Spirit..."

  Lin Luo Ran initially didn't suspect that at all, she just felt that this white immortal looked unlike a real person, it was a kind of intuition, and had nothing to do with whether or not she saw through her illusion.

  What really made Lin Luo Ran certain was that Bai Xianzi suddenly threatened to "destroy her primordial spirit". Lin Luo Ran, a Qi Refining stage cultivator, didn't even have a primordial spirit. Perhaps Bai Xianzi had said it out of extreme anger, but Lin Luo Ran decided to test her - as for why the ghost claw appeared in front of her and she didn't run away, Lin Luo Ran believed that if things were not normal then they must be demonic. If this Bai Xianzi really wanted to kill her, there was no need to make so many mysterious moves.

  Bai Xianzi listened to her finish, gazed at Lin Luoran for a while, making her feel quite embarrassed, before saying: "You are very calm, possessing a mind that is rarely seen in female cultivators, one that I have only seen once or twice in my life."

  Lin Luoran smiled, she knew her own affairs, her mind was not considered clever, but only a few more points in calmness during crisis and the courage to break through.

  Bai Xianzi saw her smile and added a sentence: "You'd better not be complacent, if it weren't for the fact that my Yuan Shen is incomplete, how could you be so arrogant here?"

  Lin Luoran casually plucked "Zhao Xue" from his head, "Fairy, I'm not talented, but I'll make a wild guess. Your identity might have something to do with this sword?"

  Bai Xianzi's primordial spirit body, yet her facial expression was no different from a real person. Upon hearing this, she nonchalantly said: "There were many hints in my previous words, it's not surprising that you can guess this much."

  Lin Luoran stroked her hair, not saying a word. This White Immortal could pretend not to recognize this "Zhao Xue", but she insisted on pointing it out, arousing her own curiosity. She didn't know that the Primordial Infant Transformation had occurred over a thousand years ago, which means that in this lost land, at least a thousand years had passed. Adding up the long lifespan of cultivators, White Immortal's age was over a thousand years, which was undeniable. As people aged, they became more cunning, so would she really commit such a low-level mistake?

  Lin Luoran was momentarily at a loss as to whether she had seen through Bai Xianzi or fallen into the trap set by Bai Xianzi.

  Bai Xianzi saw her deep in thought and coldly laughed: "You don't need to guess much, since I've come looking for you, it's naturally because there's a great benefit for you!"

  What's the benefit?

  Lin Luoran never believed that good things would fall from the sky for no reason, and she wasn't too interested in what Bai Xianzi had to say about benefits. Many times, people aren't defeated by others, but rather by their own greed; Lin Luoran understood this principle.

  Bai Xianzi saw that she was unenthusiastic, and instead of getting angry, he smiled: "Do you know how far this place is from the exit? Can you get out with your current cultivation?"

  Lin Luoran looked up at the narrow valley mouth, she and Li Xuer seemed to have fallen from mid-air, without even seeing the mountain top. Judging by the time it took for them to fall, calculating the distance, it was truly an unattainable height... To climb back up, with her current cultivation level, even if she used the Five Elements technique, the steep cliff was smooth and had no place to recover spiritual energy, indeed, there seemed to be no hope of getting out for now.

  What did the white fairy say for?

  Lin Luoran looked at Bai Xianzi, who raised her head and pointed to the sky with her right hand from atop a round stone, speaking in an extremely seductive tone:

  "Want to step on the snow and fly out of this deep abyss?"

  Fly with a sword? Lin Luo's mind first appeared in the movie "The Legend of Mount Shu" where the Emei Swordsmen rose into the sky, and Bai Xianzi meant that she could also ride a sword?

  Bai Xianzi smiled like a hundred flowers blooming, quietly watching Lin Luoran, seemingly wanting to see what choice this calm little female cultivator would make when faced with temptation.

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  Classmates who insist on giving me a thumbs down every day, how much do you love this book to hate me, the poorly written author, so much?!

  Having comforted myself, I escape——