Chapter 431
The disciples of the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect were furious. They felt that others who went first would have more time to explore the secret realm, and the good things might be found and taken by others before they could.
They wanted to confront someone, but after seeing Rong Rong, they changed their minds.
Rongrong is the most precious treasure. They already possess the most precious thing, so it doesn't matter if they go in late. They'll be happier without anyone disturbing them.
The members of the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect, having no other choice, entered the secret realm.
The other sects were quite surprised. They were originally thinking about how to explain to the Myriad Immortals Sect that their disciples hadn't waited for them, but they didn't expect the other party to be so unangry.
Only the sect leader of the Qian Yuan Sect, who knew in advance that the Wan Xian Sect was hiding a witch, had a serious expression. He had carefully observed everyone in the Wan Xian Sect but found nothing unusual.
However, thinking of what he had already arranged, the sect leader of Qian Yuan Sect slowly revealed a smile.
Rong Rong and her fellow disciples were lucky; they were teleported to a safe place as soon as they entered the secret realm.
The group chatted and laughed as they explored and searched for treasure; anyone who didn't know better would have thought they were on a picnic.
However, they soon encountered a spirit beast.
Led by Qinglin, everyone shielded Rong Rong behind them as they fought the spirit beast.
Even though Rong Rong already possessed the cultivation level of the Great Perfection of the Foundation Establishment stage, everyone subconsciously felt that Rong Rong was still weak and unsuitable for combat.
Rong Rong didn't care about them. She picked up her sword and charged forward. After practicing for so long, she finally had a chance to practice in real combat, and she wasn't going to let it go.
It was just a hardship for those around them, who watched in utter terror.
With everyone's efforts, the spirit beasts were eliminated one by one.
Before everyone could even breathe a sigh of relief, a high-level spirit beast suddenly charged over.
That spirit beast's strength was equivalent to that of a human Nascent Soul stage cultivator.
"Everyone be careful!" Qinglin was the first to engage in battle.
After a moment of stunned silence, the others grabbed their magical artifacts and rushed forward.
Rong Rong also wanted to step forward, but was pulled back by a senior sister.
"Junior Sister Rong, this spirit beast is dangerous. Let's leave it to Senior Brother Qinglin."
Rong Rong hesitated, and sure enough, she saw that the spirit beast was much stronger than before. Knowing that going up would only distract everyone, Rong Rong stood quietly in place.
Qinglin's face was serious as he relied on the magical artifact his master had given him a few days ago to deal with the spirit beast in front of him.
He thought, this spirit beast is probably the one mentioned in the book that caused his golden core to shatter.
However, this time, he had top-grade magic artifacts and many junior brothers and sisters who also carried high-level magic artifacts to help him.
Qinglin dealt with the high-level spirit beast more easily than he had imagined.
As soon as the spirit beast died, cheers erupted from the crowd!
"Fantastic! We've survived a disaster!"
"Senior Brother Qinglin is alright, and Junior Sister Rong is alright too! We've won!"
"Junior Brother Lian, where did you get that top-grade sword? It's amazing!"
"Knowing how dangerous this secret realm is, how could I not prepare in advance? This is the sword I specially sought out!"
"Me too!"
"Hehe, my magic weapon was given to me by my master before I left home!"
"Mine was given to me by my senior brother!"
"Me too!"
Everyone looked at the ritual implements in their hands and smiled happily.
It turns out that everyone was worried that Rong Rong and Qing Lin would get into trouble in the secret realm, so they made preparations early on.
A warm current flowed through Qinglin's heart, her eyes flickered slightly, and her expression softened.
Rong Rong knew what everyone was talking about, but she pretended not to understand and just happily laughed along with everyone.
That bright and innocent smile shone even brighter than the sun in the sky.
The crowd laughed until they were mesmerized, and when they came to their senses and saw each other's silly expressions, they couldn't help but burst into laughter again.
This beautiful and joyful scene was thus deeply etched in everyone's heart.
The group's adventure became much more relaxed afterward, something they had never experienced before. They never dreamed they could feel so at ease in the perilous Guiyuan Secret Realm.
All of this is because they have high-level magical artifacts, and also because of Rong Rong.
However, perhaps joy turns to sorrow.
When the disciples of the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect arrived at a certain place, Rong Rong suddenly disappeared...
Outside the secret territory.
Wei Chang was meditating in the tent. He was the eldest disciple of the Wanxian Sect's leader, a Nascent Soul cultivator, and the leader of the Wanxian Sect's secret realm expedition.
If his cultivation level hadn't been below the requirements, he would have preferred to enter the secret realm with everyone else.
However, he was quite satisfied to be the leader of this operation.
With nothing to do, Wei Chang seized every moment to cultivate. Suddenly, he raised an eyebrow as someone broke into his tent.
"Senior Brother Wei, what are the other sects up to? They're all gathering together mysteriously, behind our backs!"
The person who came in was quite angry and even barged in shouting without regard for etiquette.
Wei Chang suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with both doubt and seriousness.
"By the way, I've also noticed these past few days that people from other sects have been arriving one after another. Their sect leaders, elders, and many others have come. I wonder what's going on?"
"Is that so?" Wei Chang frowned. He lost all interest in cultivation and felt that something was wrong.
"Contact Master, report this matter, and ask Master to send reinforcements!" Wei Chang made a decisive decision, and the messenger immediately went to make the contact.
Just as Wei Chang finished giving his instructions, a voice came from outside the tent.
"Senior Brother Wei Chang! The Sect Master of Qian Yuan Sect requests your presence!"
Wei Chang had a gut feeling that the visitors were up to no good, but he was prepared to meet them head-on. He picked up his weapon and calmly stepped out of the tent.
Wei Chang was taken to an open space.
It was a grassland not far from the entrance to the secret realm. When Wei Chang and the Wanxian Sect arrived, a group of people had already gathered there.
People from all the sects were present, and the leaders were the sect leaders, elders, or peak masters of their respective sects.
In short, it's either the top leader or the second-in-command.
This makes it seem like Wei Chang, representing the Wanxian Sect, doesn't carry enough weight.
Furthermore, the atmosphere at the scene was tense, with everyone staring intently at the Wanxian Sect members, clearly indicating that something was amiss.
Wei Chang was uneasy, but being used to big scenes, he forced himself to remain calm and walked over.
At this moment, he felt immense regret. He should have advised his master to let the peak master of Nanjiang Peak lead the team.
Why does the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect harbor a demoness?
As soon as Wei Chang stood still, the sect leader of Qian Yuan Sect questioned him sternly.
"What witch?" Wei Chang was a little confused.
"You're still pretending? It's all over the cultivation world!" another elder from a different sect shouted.
The crowd was furious, glaring at the Wanxian Sect members.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Wei Chang's face turned cold, feeling that these people were being unreasonable.
As the eldest disciple of the Wanxian Sect, Wei Chang was respected wherever he went, and he had never been treated so disrespectfully before.
Behind Wei Chang, Elder Zhu of the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect stepped in as a peacemaker, "Let's all talk this out. What kind of witch are you talking about? Is there some misunderstanding?"
"Hmph!" The sect master of Qian Yuan Sect sneered, "Ancestor Wu Yan's new disciple is named Rong Rong? It is said that she can plunder the fortune of others, is that true?"
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