Chapter 39 Ask the Almighty Second Brother

There had never been a moment when Nan Wang felt so grateful for his undercover identity.

To be precise, it is the original owner's undercover identity.

A famous and upright sect like Qingyun Sect is indeed capable of not getting involved in the secret realm after being deceived, but the Demon Sect is different.

The resources of the demon sects are not as abundant as those of the immortal sects. Most of the demon sects are located in very harsh environments with a lack of spiritual energy. They can only rely on demonic energy for cultivation. The difficulty of cultivation is much higher than that of the famous and upright sects that use spiritual energy for cultivation.

Precisely because of the shortage of resources, the Demon Cult will not miss any opportunity to seize natural treasures. Moreover, the Demon Cult does not have the sense of responsibility to save the world like the Immortal Sect. They enter the secret realm purely to pick up treasures. As for whether the secret realm will collapse or whether it will endanger the human world after the collapse, it has nothing to do with them.

For example, the collapsed Fairy Fox Secret Realm this time, for the Demon Cult, it is like a free buffet served to their doorstep, it would be a waste not to eat it.

After the righteous sects headed by Qingyun Sect refused to help the Northern Territory, the vacancies in the Fairy Fox Secret Realm would overflow in large numbers, more than enough for the Demon Cult.

The more Nan Wang thought about starting with the Demon Cult, the more he felt that it was possible, but -

"Come to think of it, you actually knew I was an undercover agent. I thought I had kept it a secret."

Nan Wang scratched the back of his head and said awkwardly.

Annuo put his hands on his hips, raised his head proudly, and said:

“Chichichi.”

You'll know it on your first day.

Nan Wang didn't believe it: "That's impossible. It's only the first day. I didn't even know it on the first day... Ahem, you found out when you saw the Demon Cult's people coming to find me, right?"

An Nuo: “Chichichi.”

The duty of our Qingyun Sect's fairy beasts is to guard the sect and prevent people with ulterior motives from doing bad things. We have been keeping an eye on you since the first day you arrived.

Nanwang: "You guys? Who else is there besides you?"

An Nuo: “Chichichi.”

There are other fairy beasts. Didn’t you notice that when you first arrived, there were always all kinds of rabbits around you?

"Who would notice this? There are always a lot of rabbits in Qingyun Sect..."

Nanwang said helplessly.

The entire cultivation world knows that Qingyun Mountain is rich in rabbits, and the Qingyun Sect is even nicknamed the "Rabbit Sect".

The villages at the foot of Qingyun Mountain worship the rabbit as a sacred animal. People go to the Rabbit Temple to worship during festivals. Even in snack shops, rabbit-shaped cakes sell better than cakes in other shapes.

Seeing a rabbit in Qingyun Mountain is like seeing a fish in a river. No one would think much of it.

Nan Wang was extremely confused when he first heard that these rabbits were actually the guards of Qingyun Sect:

"Since you all have discovered that I am an undercover agent, why was I able to stay in Qingyun Sect for ten years without any trouble?"

An Nuo: “Chichichi.”

Because you didn't do anything bad.

Nan Wang was even more confused: "No, I just didn't do anything bad 'temporarily', how do you know I will never do anything bad?"

An Nuo: “…”

With Nan Wang's talent that prevented him from entering the outer sect for ten years, even if he wanted to do something bad... he didn't have the ability to do so.

Qingyun Sect would never have too many undercover agents like Nanwang who diligently sweeps the ranks for Qingyun Sect for ten years.

Annuo looked away and said guiltily, "Chijiji."

With me supporting you, the other bunnies won’t pay any attention to you...Okay, forget about this and think about how to get to the secret realm to rescue people!

"Oh, yes, yes, saving lives is important. Saving lives is important."

Nanwang patted his head and began to plan with a worried look on his face:

"It's not hard to get a spot. I can hand in a mental method to the Hehuan Sect and get a spot in return. But what about the sword of protection? If I remember correctly, the Immortal Fox Secret Realm will reopen in less than three days. There's no way I can learn the sword of protection in such a short time."

“Chichichi.”

Looking for someone to take you?

Nan Wang wailed, "Where can I find someone? The Demon Sect is not like the Qingyun Sect, which emphasizes inheritance and mutual assistance. It's good that the people of the Demon Sect don't kill people and steal treasures. If they knew that I can't wield the sword, I'm afraid I'd be dead before I even enter the secret realm."

An Nuo was silent for a moment, then said, "Chijiji."

There is only one solution left.

Nanwang asked hopefully, "What?"

“Chichichi.”

Ask the omnipotent Second Brother if there is any way to quickly learn the sword.

Nanwang: “…”

Indeed.

The Sword of Protection is, after all, also a kind of magic, and when it comes to magic, there is no one more powerful than Chu Songping in the entire Qingyun Sect.

The only problem is, is Second Brother really someone he can call upon?

…

The next day, Nanwang set up a hot pot in his own little house.

The base of the pot, made with Sichuan peppercorns, chili peppers and various spices, had an aroma that lingered for miles, distracting the nearby disciples from their cultivation.

The angry disciples came to Nanwang's house in groups, demanding an explanation.

Either eat somewhere else or take them along to eat!

However, when these people rushed into Nanwang's house with great momentum and saw the people in the house, they suddenly became silent like ducks with their necks strangled.

"What's up?"

The person in the room raised his strange eyes and glanced at everyone coldly.

"No, no ...

"You eat, you eat, we are just passing by, passing by."

"Let's go now. Let's go now."

"Nanwang, you kid, remember this!"

"It's wrong, it's wrong, it's wrong, I took the wrong way..."

"Hello, Second Brother. Goodbye, Second Brother!"

The disciples ran away howling like ghosts.

Nanwang shrank his neck, picked up the soup spoon, added a spoonful of soup to the pot, and asked in a trembling voice: "Second Brother, look at this, is this edible?"

Yesterday afternoon, he sent a birdie to his second senior brother without holding out hope, but he unexpectedly received a reply from his second senior brother so soon.

In the letter, the second brother asked him to prepare the pot and wait.

Get the pot ready.

Nan Wang thought about it for a long time, and finally recalled the sentence from the few exchanges between him and Chu Songping: "Is this your attitude of begging for help? Last time you invited everyone to eat Shilaozi hotpot, you didn't invite me!"

Hence, today's picture came into being.

Nanwang picked the vegetables from the fields, and bought the mutton, chicken, and pork belly from the mortal world overnight. He also made the seasoning and hot pot base after his last meal.

Nan Wang worked hard all night to prepare the hot pot that Chu Songping had not been able to eat before.

Chu Songping took a bite of the mutton from the hot pot and commented modestly, "Not bad."

Nan Wang rubbed his hands expectantly: "Well, then you see, teach me about the sword..."

"Ahem."

Chu Songping seemed to be choked by the spicy taste and started coughing.

Nan Wang quickly handed over a glass of orange-yellow iced drink: "This is freshly squeezed juice, squeezed with fairy fruit and flavored with honey, would you like to try it?"

Chu Songping took the cup and drank it all.

The fairy fruit was specially picked by Nanwang. It tastes like a mixture of orange juice and apple juice, sour and sweet, refreshing and delicious.

Hot hot pot paired with icy cold juice is a truly divine combination.

After Chu Songping drank this glass of wine, he felt extremely refreshed all over his body, and bubbles of happiness were visibly coming out of him.

However, when he met Nan Wang's expectant and nervous gaze, he instantly restrained his expression.

"...Yeah, not bad, better than spirit wine."

Nan Wang nodded and bowed, "As long as Second Senior Brother likes it, that's good. As long as he likes it, that's good."

Chu Songping's vanity was satisfied, and he stopped making fun of Qiao. He pointed out Nan Wang's problem in a blunt manner:

"In the entire Qingyun Sect, the only one who can learn the sword of defense within three days is your eldest senior sister, besides me. Three days is an extraordinary talent, let alone one day. Even if you can learn the sword of defense within one day, you will have no sword to use."

Nan Wang scratched his head and asked, "Are there any particular requirements for swords? I don't mind. No, can I ask the senior brothers and sisters from the Weapon Sect to help me refine it?"

"It's not that easy. A spirit sword can't be made by just any weaponsmith. Moreover, a spirit sword recognizes its master. For you who have just entered the inner sect, no, you haven't even entered the inner sect yet. Forget it, just consider it as you have entered the inner sect. The first thing a disciple should do after entering the inner sect is to go to the Ten Thousand Swords Tomb and choose a spirit sword that resonates with him or her. You choose the sword, and the sword chooses you."

Chu Songping picked up the empty cup and shook it, and Nan Wang very considerately poured him another cup.

Chu Songping took a sip of ice drink and continued, "You broke through the Qi Refining Stage at an inopportune time. The elders are not in the sect. The seal of the Ten Thousand Swords Tomb requires at least three elders to open. So, no matter whether you can learn the Sword of Protection or not, you have no sword to use."

Nan Wang couldn't help but sigh deeply when he heard this.

All right.

I've encountered an unsolvable dead end.

but--

If there is really no solution, then what's the meaning of the second brother looking up with a smug look on his face, as if waiting for him to ask for help?

Nanwang wanted to speak but stopped, wanted to stop and then spoke again.

Faced with the reality, he felt deep down that he had a high chance of not getting anything done. However, Chu Songping's expression, as if everything was under control, made him feel as if there was still room for maneuver.

Nan Wang swallowed his saliva and spoke carefully:

"Well, then according to Second Senior Brother, what do you think...what should I do?"

"Humph." Chu Songping snorted and said, "Logically speaking, I shouldn't help you."

Nan Wang tried to please him cautiously, "Yes, yes, I shouldn't have done that, but this is an emergency, and I, I really can't find anyone to help except my second senior brother..."

Chu Songping said arrogantly: "You came to me and found the right person. Looking at the entire sect, there is no one else who can help you this time except me."

Nan Wang's teeth ached when he heard this, and he thought:

[Not only the entire Qingyun Sect, if this can really successfully send me into the secret realm, Second Senior Brother will definitely be the first person in the entire cultivation world who has never been seen before and will never be seen again! ]

Chu Songping smiled slightly and said with satisfaction: "Since you are so sincere, I will lend you the 'End'."

Nan Wang was stunned and didn't react to what Chu Songping was saying.

The next second, an endless vortex of yellow sand appeared in the air. When it fell in front of Nan Wang's eyes, the yellow sand condensed into the shape of a sword. Then it changed again and condensed into the shape of five petals at the hilt of the sword.

This is Chu Songping’s natal magic weapon, the end.

The End is a rare magical weapon of the immortal grade in this world. Its original form is a compass cast from yellow sand. It can change into different forms according to the user's spiritual attributes, and the effect of each form is different.

In the world of immortal cultivation, people with single spiritual roots are respected. The more diverse the spiritual roots, the more difficult it is to cultivate. For someone like Nanwang with three spiritual roots, cultivation is already very difficult. People with five spiritual roots do not have the qualifications to embark on the path of immortal cultivation, let alone use immortal magic weapons.

If we were to say who in this world is the most suitable person to use the state of limit, it would undoubtedly be Chu Songping.

His strange fire and strange ice spiritual roots can simulate auras of all attributes, so he can use all the forms of the end and can even further develop completely new forms.

At this moment, Chu Songping wanted to lend this unparalleled secret treasure to Nan Wang.

Nan Wang was stunned when he realized what Chu Songping was doing.

No, can all the natal magic weapons be lent out?!

If anything goes wrong, how can he afford the compensation?