Flying Needle Magical Treasure

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Holding the silver needle in his hand, Leng Xuan's mind replayed a profound phrase once uttered by Uncle Da Zhang, "Kid, don't think you're great just because you've met me and learned the art of cultivation. Always remember this: there are skies beyond our skies, and people beyond our people. If we exist in this world, there's no guarantee that other cultivators don't as well. Though spiritual energy is scarce on Earth, there are Heaven and Earth Treasures that can provide people with the energy, allowing them to remain on Earth."

Years had gone by, and Leng Xuan had never encountered a cultivator other than himself and Uncle Da Zhang, but today, it seemed like he had, because the silver needle in his hand contained a faint trace of spiritual energy that ordinary people wouldn't be able to detect.