Qin An pressed his advantage, and the purple-striped tiger sustained more and more wounds, while Qin An grew stronger with each battle.

Finally, the Purple-Striped Tiger let out a resentful growl before Qin An swiftly and decisively severed its head. Strands of blood seeped into the Bloodthirsty Sword, turning its entire blade a deeper crimson.

"Master, I did it!" Qin An looked up, as if seeking praise.

His adorable little face made Shu Lan laugh. "Yes, my Xiao An is the best!"

As soon as Shu Lan finished speaking, Qin An beamed with joy. If he had a tail, it would probably be wagging its tail so fast it'd leave afterimages.

Qin An swiftly and efficiently stored all the Purple Spirit Grass into his storage bag, then walked to his master's side. "Master, what's our next step?"

Shu Lan grabbed Qin An's hand. "Come with me."

Long before Qin An discovered this vast expanse of Purple Spirit Grass, Shu Lan had already pinpointed their location. Because in the original story, the protagonist also arrived at such a place, making their next move quite clear.

Shu Lan led Qin An through a maze of turns, gathering many rare and precious materials along the way. Shu Lan's goal was to obtain the alchemist's and formation master's inheritances within the secret realm, so he pulled Qin An along, heading towards these two inheritances.

Qin An had a feeling that his master seemed to know this secret realm very well, as the paths he took were all purposeful and directional. But the Supreme Elder had clearly said that this was their first time entering the secret realm.

Qin An was filled with doubts, but seeing Shu Lan's enthusiastic expression, he had no choice but to bury his questions in his heart.