Chapter 224: 223. Return Journey (1/4) As time went on, the secret realm was no longer a secret.
Early that morning, Wen Ping successfully raised his realm to the Middle Profound Realm, intending to continue cultivating with the Wood Qi for another day before finally setting off back to the Immortal Sect tomorrow. But then strangers appeared around him.
A few Body Refining Cultivators unexpectedly appeared in the forest and were shouting with excitement as if discovering a new continent.
Wen Ping understood that these were newcomers.
With the first, the second soon followed.
In the blink of an eye, Wen Ping saw ten people. Seeing this scene, how could he not understand that the secret realm had been exposed?
What he didn’t expect was that a large number of people immediately flooded into the secret realm like locusts, leaving nothing in their path. Helplessly, Wen Ping decided to leave that day, taking Qin Mo, Yu Mo, and Qin Tian with him out of the secret realm.
It was pointless to stay any longer.
Zhantian Qingxuan had already left early because his granddaughter was outside, but they agreed to meet at his home.
Upon leaving the secret realm, Qin Tian intended to leave before entering the city. Before parting, he patted Qin Mo’s shoulder, saying, "Cultivate well in the Immortal Sect. It doesn’t matter who sits as Island Master of Flying Fish Island; your future shouldn’t be confined to Flying Fish Island. Don’t miss the greater for the lesser."
Qin Mo nodded.
Without his grandfather telling him, he had already been unwilling to be the Island Master of Flying Fish Island.
Joining the Immortal Sect, he understood much more, most importantly—Flying Fish Island was too small.
What is Upper Profound Realm worth?
In the secret realm, even Mountain Dogs could kill at will.
"Alright, don’t worry about your father, I’ll talk to him. You go."
"Grandfather, take care."
After a brief farewell, Wen Ping arrived in Fengyuan City, finding it neither under martial law nor having posted any arrest or bounty against him. After locating Zhantian Qingxuan and the others at the Zhantai family, the five of them left the city one after another.
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Main Hall of Extreme Realm Mountain.
The Ten Talents Trial had ended, but with the secret realm opened, the Hundred Sects Alliance and three large powers gathered in Extreme Realm Mountain’s Main Hall. However, Qingkong Mountain’s people did not come, nor did Flying Fish Island’s.
Thus, only five or six people sat in the hall.
The main seat was occupied by three people from the Three-star Influence Mitian Sect, with two middle-aged cultivators in the Middle Profound Realm standing beside them. A rugged middle-aged man with a bushy beard sat in the main seat, his expression extremely stern.
"Master Nan Hao, for now, it’s unclear who possesses the secret treasure, but I can assure you, if someone from the Hundred Sects Alliance or Extreme Realm Mountain gets it, they would definitely present it to you first." The speaker was a gentleman in a blue robe.
He was one of the chief figures of the Hundred Sects Alliance in East Lake—Murong Qing.
Beside him stood a man with a zombie-like face, the Sect Leader of Extreme Realm Mountain—Han Feiyue.
Though both held high status in East Lake, they were not as prestigious as the bearded Nan Hao.
The mere mention of Divine Profound Realm could make the two not dare to lift their heads.
Moreover, he represented the Mitian Sect.
Nan Hao asked coldly, "But it’s been over ten days, why is there still no news? Don’t tell me that after acquiring the secret treasure, your people are still in there and just can’t be found by my men."
Nan Hao’s words turned the two ashen-faced.
However, they truly didn’t know where their people had gone.
Just then, a voice sounded outside the hall.
"Chief, urgent report!"
"Enter."
Murong Qing responded.
Immediately, a man holding a whip used for driving his mount walked in, gasping for breath.
"Master Han Yun has fallen."
"What!"
Murong Qing’s expression suddenly changed, grabbing the informant and roaring angrily, "What happened?"
"Over ten days ago, Master Han Yun suddenly returned to Huangli City, with only half a body left. Despite my efforts to extend his life, he only lived for a few more days. His injuries were too severe, and there was nothing I could do."
"How could this happen?"
Han Yun was a Half-Step Divine Profound.
Who in East Lake could kill him?
Moreover, someone forced him to use a Secret Technique at the cost of his lifespan. Without the help of the Wing Race Great Demon, Han Yun couldn’t have returned to Huangli City the same day he entered the secret realm.
"Immortal Sect!"
"Immortal Sect?"
"They took the secret treasure and killed Steward Shan Long, Elder Bai Peng, and Senior Han Zhan."
"What?"
The final two words were shouted simultaneously by Han Feiyue and Murong Qing.