Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!-Chapter 771 - 769: Unknown if Safe

This girl had something about her, but not much.

Guang Xiaoyu’s gaze was intense as she stared at her for several minutes. The latter’s scalp tingled, constantly feeling as if Guang Xiaoyu was going to devour her, her heart fluttering with anxiety.

Fortunately, on the subsequent journey, Guang Xiaoyu calmed down considerably and stopped looking at her with that kind of gaze. Only then did An relax.

After several days of travel, they finally reached their destination.

What came into view was a desolate land where not a blade of grass grew. A strange aura permeated the surroundings. Several miles ahead, a fog obscured the scene within, impenetrable to Divine Sense.

Guang Xiaoyu lifted her head, making a silent assessment.

At that moment, Jiang Hao, who had been fuming all along, took out an ancient sheepskin scroll from his bosom and exclaimed loudly, "This is the map of the Secret Realm! My Jiang Family spent a great deal to obtain it. It’s worth a fortune!"

As he spoke, he glanced at Guang Xiaoyu, his eyes filled with disdain and coldness. His disdain seemed to say, You don’t have one, do you? His coldness promised, Once we enter the Secret Realm, I’ll have many ways to kill this girl.

Guang Xiaoyu glanced sideways. "How great a price? A valuable yet incomplete map?"

Jiang Hao grew furious. "In a Life Prohibited Zone like the Secret Realm, brimming with danger, even an incomplete map can save us from many detours and avoid much danger! HMPH! Do you have one?"

Guang Xiaoyu remained unimpressed and didn’t bother to argue further.

An tugged at her sleeve and whispered urgently, "Keep a low profile, low profile!"

The group stopped arguing and strode forward, shortly stepping into the foggy area.

Not long after their departure, another group of people rushed to the same location.

There were about a dozen figures, all clad in black robes and surrounded by strong currents of Qi; they were unmistakably Qi Refiners of Perfection.

The leader was a middle-aged man, tall and with a resolute face. His name was Liu Qin, a steward from the Liu Family of East Town.

Gazing at where Guang Xiaoyu and her companions had vanished, he felt the fluctuations of their Qi and murmured expressionlessly, "It seems they’ve already gone inside."

"My lord, what should we do?" asked a subordinate.

Liu Qin gestured with his hand to cut him off, speaking softly, Slay Granny Gan and protect the pathway for the Daughter of the Moon God?

Looking at the heavily fogged Secret Realm, he was not in a hurry; instead, he was calm. He knew that it was dangerous inside; in all these years, few who entered had ever come out alive.

If Guang Xiaoyu dies inside, it would save us the trouble of having to act ourselves. But what about that other girl? She’s in there too!

「...」

Within the fog, visibility was extremely murky. There was no distinction between heaven and earth, no colors to illuminate, no flowers or trees. The whole world seemed heavy and oppressive.

Extending one’s Divine Sense, one could clearly sense the beasts lurking in the dark, and there were many of them. But these beasts did not attack immediately.

This actually surprised Guang Xiaoyu. Do they have Spiritual Intelligence?

Among them were formidable Arrays, remnants of forbidden practices, and almost decayed skeletons. At first glance, it looked much like a Purgatory on earth.

"Which way should we go?" someone asked.

"Let’s take the left," Ru Shuang suggested after some thought.

「At that very moment!」

In the depths of the Secret Realm, a woman in white meandered through, followed by an old yellow ox.

The woman’s figure was graceful and peerless, her breathtakingly radiant face showing a trace of weariness. She swept her gaze around the Secret Realm, as if searching for something. That person was Wen Yuqing.

「After a while!」

She stopped, gently patted the old yellow ox’s forehead, and murmured, I wonder how Pingping is doing now?

Her tone held an indescribable bitterness.

Though my senior disciple is incredibly handsome, with decent aptitude and barely acceptable comprehension, in the end, he is just one person. And since Pingping is still young and naive, after spending a long time outside, it’s inevitable that he will be bullied! And I, as his master, am also unreliable, not having left him with much.

At the thought, Wen Yuqing’s heart suddenly felt sour.

The path of cultivation is so long... I, too, wish for a peaceful life, yet with a heavy responsibility and a long journey ahead... Pingping, can you understand your teacher? As I journey farther, the sights I see grow increasingly hazy. If one day I don’t return, would you miss your teacher?

MOO!

Lao Huang lifted his head, his eyes bright and spirited as if responding to something.

Wen Yuqing smiled. "You old ox, when will you transform? You can’t even speak. What are you mooing about every day? I am not Pingping; I can’t stand your cow mooing."

Lao Huang: ...

A realm of one’s own, a master of one’s domain, a faith to nurture one’s own... Wen Yuqing’s smile faded, and her figure grew more and more distant. If I were to achieve Divine Enthronement, the Heavens and the myriad realms would overturn because of me.

She was on a special journey, one that was incredibly arduous and long.

Wenliang once said, "For the creatures of the mortal world who wish to transcend the Supreme Path and break the bonds of the Emperor Realm, faith is the only way."

She believed it. After hundreds of thousands of years of Reincarnation, time and again of hardships, she pressed forward. She harbored far too much sorrow. Yet Wen Yuqing never gave up, for she believed that she would definitely succeed.

「...」

The group harbored their own sneaky intentions.

Especially Jiang Hao; holding the incomplete map, he was constantly seeking a way to kill Guang Xiaoyu. Yet, lacking enough strength, he could only rely on external forces. But this accursed place was fraught with crisis and unpredictable perils. One moment of carelessness could spell his own doom. Then, he would have to rely on Guang Xiaoyu’s intervention, so he couldn’t afford to be too excessive.

The others were very tense, their faces taut with anxiety as they encountered a Secret Realm for the first time.

Ru Shuang, on the other hand, seemed calm, continually guiding them.

An’s eyes darted about, his mind active, filled with thoughts of finding a passage.

As for Guang Xiaoyu, the deeper she went, the stronger she sensed the pulse of the Dark Demon’s energy; it was as if it were calling out to her. No, that’s not right! The Dark Demon is summoning all Demon cultivators. It’s just that in the Netherworld, where Qi Refinement prevails, it’s difficult for Qi Refiners to sense that kind of pulsation. I, this sole Demon cultivator, have thus become the one the Dark Demon is calling out to.

Soon enough, the group crossed the misty area without mishap and arrived at the Yellow Sand Land, where a vast expanse of ruins came into view.

The structures had collapsed and decayed, turning into dust that scattered to the wind. Only their contours remained, densely scattered and mostly buried by the yellow sands, exuding a sense of the ravages of time.

"It seems we’ve arrived," Ru Shuang said, looking up. She felt an inexplicable perception and also heard that strange pulsation, her heart filled with unease.

The others looked towards Jiang Hao.

However, he was expressionless. Although he held the sheepskin map, he remained silent. Clearly, now that they had successfully arrived here, about to witness the training ground of that Big Shot from the past, he had no desire to reveal the true location, especially not to Guang Xiaoyu. His heart sneered incessantly.

The Yellow Sand Land was vast but deathly quiet, bereft of any extra vitality. The buried ruins seemed more like vestiges left by time, as if a light touch could cause them to dissolve into the wind.

"Don’t be like this!" An became anxious, his heart weighed down. Big Brother, we’re in this together! We just faced fierce beasts, taboos, and many difficulties together!

Jiang Hao sneered, "Who’s with you?" 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Guang Xiaoyu, lost in thought, snapped back to reality and glanced sideways at him. Truth be told, with her status and cultivation level, she really shouldn’t bother with such trash. But his words were too offensive. He was simply a despicable person without any insight. And anyway, what could a mere incomplete map decide? A small fry will always be a small fry.