A secret realm is a small world constructed using special formations. Some secret realms are the mausoleums of ancient masters, while others are training grounds for sects to hone their disciples. Most sects have one or two secret realms, which are divided into different levels based on their difficulty.
It is rumored that Xuanji Secret Realm was the secret realm given to Jinguang Temple by Sword Master Ye Lan. However, it is extremely dangerous and not suitable for sect training at all. Therefore, everyone suspects that Xuanji Secret Realm is Ye Lan’s mausoleum, which contains Ye Lan’s lifelong collection.
Ye Lan is the founder of Yunze's flourishing era of cultivation. Ancient demonic beasts flourished, and demonic cultivation flourished. Ye Lan, a mere mortal, cultivated his way to becoming a Sword Master, mastering the eternal sword and completely banishing the demonic cultivators. This marked the beginning of Yunze's flourishing era. Rumor has it that he possesses extraordinary luck and a wealth of magical treasures, leading to the Xuanji Secret Realm, rumored to be his mausoleum, to be teeming with magical treasures.
Fu Changling thought so in his previous life, until he actually came to the Xuanji Secret Realm.
He vaguely remembered the process of his coming to the Xuanji Secret Realm. At that time, he escaped from the Shangguan family, fell on the road, and fell directly into the secret realm. As soon as he fell into the secret realm, a gust of wind blew over, hurting his eyes, and then when he fell to the ground, he could not see anything clearly.
It was a snowy day, cold and desolate. He was alone, his vision hazy, only vaguely visible shadows. He wandered through the vast snow, trying to find a way out, but moments later, he encountered spirits. The ferocious spirits grabbed him and tore at his flesh. He thought he was doomed. At that moment, a sword pierced the air, sweeping away all the spirits around him. He heard the spirits fleeing in all directions. Soon, silence fell, only the rustling of falling snow could be heard.
He propped himself up and sat up, then heard someone walking on the snow behind him. He turned around and could only vaguely see a dark figure. The person seemed to be wearing a jade crown and had a tall and slender figure. He looked at Fu Changling for a long time, and finally spoke: "Are you from the Fu family?"
Fu Changling was speechless. He looked up at him, blood flowing from his eyes and sliding down his jade-like face. Then he heard the man say, "You haven't lifted the silence spell yet, and you still can't see?"
Fu Changling nodded, and the other party squatted down. Then he felt a warm current covering his eyes. After a moment, the bleeding in his eyes stopped. A pair of warm hands held his hands and helped him stand up. "I'm not good at healing, but don't be afraid. I will take you out."
After saying this, the other party placed the scabbard of a sword in his hand. The scabbard was made of white jade, and it seemed even colder in the heavy snow. Fu Changling grasped the end of the sword and listened to the man say, "Hold my sword, and I will lead the way for you."
So he grabbed the sword and followed him.
The man walked in front of him, and Fu Changling could vaguely see his back. He was wearing wide sleeves and a hair crown, and he looked extremely thin from behind. He was similar to the thousands of sword cultivators in the Yunze cultivation world, but also a little different.
He wanted to ask the other person's name, but he couldn't speak. As if knowing what he was thinking, the other person said calmly, "My name is Yan Ming."
Yan Ming.
Thinking of this name, he felt dazed for a moment, and suddenly realized that this happened a long, long time ago.
If it weren't for Yan Ming, he wouldn't have been able to leave Xuanji Secret Realm. If he hadn't met Yan Ming in this life, then...
Is Yan Ming here?
Fu Changling felt a little bit of anticipation in his heart. At this moment, Qin Yan groaned in pain from Fu Changling's shoulder. Fu Changling turned his head to look at Qin Yan, hesitating for a moment, then turned his head to look around.
There were no guards around the square, as if they were confident in its security. Cages stood on the edge, each housing a different person.
Judging from their attire, the people in these cages were mostly monks from other sects. They lay on the ground, as if their entire bodies had been drained dry. Their skin clung to their bones like dry bark, and only the rise and fall of their chests gave any sign of life.
Fu Changling thought about it and realized that waiting for Yan Ming was like placing a huge gamble. If he couldn't wait, he would be completely incapable of walking out of the secret realm alone.
What if I don’t wait?
He needed a second plan, and the best option was that he could cooperate with Qin Yan.
No matter why Qin Yan wanted to kill him, they were both in danger now. The Xuanji Secret Realm held a sacrifice once a month. If they could not leave the secret realm before the sacrifice, when the next sacrifice began, they would be locked in these cages as sacrifices on the altar by the "Saint" in the secret realm, and then, like the cultivator next to them, they would become the nourishment of this secret realm forever.
Fu Changling thought about it, raised his hand, and slowly covered Qin Yan's shoulders with the light.
Qin Yan's wounds began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye. Fu Changling used his spiritual power to travel around his body, confirming his injuries, and then recited a few spells separately.
The rune formations that Fu Changling learned were extremely complex, and included all kinds of them. He first helped Qin Yan extract the evil spirit left by Wu Shi Luo, and then cast a "Heart Curse" on Qin Yan.
The Heart-to-Heart Spell guarantees that the one cast will never harm the caster. Because of the gap in their cultivation, Fu Changling could only cast this spell on Qin Yan for a month at most, though the actual duration depended on Qin Yan's actual cultivation level. He had to cast this spell while Qin Yan was injured, otherwise, given the difference in their cultivation levels, Qin Yan would have no chance of being affected. However, this elaborate scheme certainly had its advantages: once the spell took effect, even if Qin Yan didn't intend to cooperate with Fu Changling, he would still be unable to harm him.
After Fu Changling cast the spell on Qin Yan, he breathed a sigh of relief and raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.
He was exhausted after all this. His own injuries hadn't healed yet, so he took out a bottle of medicine, took a few pills, closed his eyes, sat cross-legged, and began to heal himself.
After circulating his spiritual energy for a few cycles, he felt some movement around him. He opened his eyes and saw Qin Yan looking at him with his eyes open.
Qin Yan seemed a little dazed, completely unaware of their posture. Fu Changling smiled and said gently, "Awake?"
Qin Yan suddenly woke up. He stood up expressionlessly, and before Fu Changling could react, he put his fingers together like a sword and rushed towards Fu Changling's neck!
Fu Changling did not dodge or evade, watching Qin Yan's hand heading straight for his neck. When it reached Fu Changling's neck, an invisible force suddenly blocked Qin Yan. Qin Yan seemed to be pulled by someone and could not get close to Fu Changling at all.
Qin Yan struggled, then immediately reacted, looked up at Fu Changling, and said angrily: "What did you do to me!"
"Hey, hey, hey," Fu Changling pointed at him with his fan and said "oh" three times in different tones, saying unhappily, "I advise you to be respectful to me. I am your savior. Without me, the negative energy left in you by Wushi Luo would be enough to eat you up. You have to thank me, do you know that?"
Qin Yan's face was very ugly, but he obviously knew what had happened. He put down his hand and simply said, "What spell did you cast on me?"
"Qin Yan," Fu Changling raised his eyebrows, "You know me well. You even know that I'm good at spells?"
"What curse?!"
Qin Yan was a little annoyed. Fu Changling saw that he was really angry. He still wanted to cooperate with Qin Yan and didn't want the relationship between the two to become too awkward, so he quickly said, "The Heart-to-Heart Spell. Don't worry, it will have absolutely no side effects on your body. However," Fu Changling lowered his voice and smiled with a bit of complacency, "You can't hit me anymore."
Qin Yan raised his hand to draw his sword, but Fu Changling was faster and pressed his hand, adding, "Killing me is even more impossible."
Qin Yan was breathing heavily and gripping his sword tightly, seemingly extremely angry. Fu Changling observed his expression and asked cautiously, "How about you take it a little longer?"
Qin Yan ignored him. He really needed to slow down.
Seeing that he had calmed down a lot, Fu Changling's thoughts fell on Qin Yan's hands.
His hand was cool, like jade, with a smooth feel that made one's heart itch. He couldn't help but feel a wave of excitement, but he quickly recovered, his expression completely expressionless. He slowly withdrew his hand and said, "Calm yourself for a moment, and I'll explain the situation. Whatever your reason for wanting to kill me, I suggest we put it aside. We're in big trouble right now."
Qin Yan seemed to calm down after hearing his words. He placed his hand on the hilt of the sword, tightening and loosening it. After a long moment, he took a deep breath and finally looked up at Fu Changling: "What are you going to do?"
Fu Changling curled his lips when he heard his words, knowing that Qin Yan's situation could still be discussed. He waved his fan around and asked, "Look at the monks around here. What's going on with these people?"
Qin Yan glanced at the cultivator next to him and immediately said, "Their souls have collapsed and are all useless."
"Do you know why?"
Fu Changling put away his fan and tapped his palm. Qin Yan didn't say anything, he just looked at Fu Changling quietly. Fu Changling felt a little embarrassed when he saw that he didn't respond. After a light cough, he said to himself: "They have all become the nourishment of this secret realm. If we don't plan carefully, they will be our fate!"
Fu Changling's words were very fierce, but Qin Yan remained expressionless, sitting upright and looking at Fu Changling quietly.
Fu Changling couldn't help himself: "Shouldn't you give me some response? I'm really embarrassed by you doing this! Can you chat?"
Qin Yan looked at him quietly for a long time. After seeing Fu Changling's expression stiffen a little bit, he finally managed to say, "Hmm."
Fu Changling: “…”
A second before he collapsed, Qin Yan finally asked: "And then?"
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Qin Yan’s exclusive chatting secret technique—and then what?
【Small Theater】
Question: "What was it like when you first met Fu Changling?"
Qin Yan: "Weak, pitiful, and well-behaved. I feel I have an obligation to help him."
Question: "What about now?"
Qin Yan: "He's cuter when he's blind and mute."
Question: "Describe him now."
Qin Yan: "You can't stand him, but you can't kill him."
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