Chapter 47: Crossing the Level, That's Trouble

The first stage of the secret realm will last for seven days.

For attackers like Nanwang who have dealt with the fox fairy in advance, they can freely explore the secret realm in the remaining time.

Xianhu Terrace will be open to the public in the second phase and is not accessible yet. However, except for Xianhu Terrace, all other places in Nanwang can be visited.

Although Qingshi Village looks like just an ordinary village and Shang State looks like a dying country on the verge of extinction, this is a secret realm. All the inconspicuous things in the secret realm are priceless secret realm materials in the outside world.

For the attackers of the Demon Cult, their goal has always been the secret realm materials. They will use all their time and opportunities to wander around in the secret realm, inquire about strange stories and treasures, and desperately collect secret realm materials.

Nanwang is a member of the Demon Sect and has a good understanding of the plot. He knows where all the treasures are hidden. It is no exaggeration to say that he is the most qualified person among all the attackers to wander around.

However, during these seven days, Nanwang never left Qingshi Village for a single day.

He was making bricks, making bricks with the villagers.

Even though their acceptance task had been solved through other means, Nanwang needed the villagers to continue burning bricks.

However, the bricks being burned were no longer the same bricks as before, but new bricks, the special bricks he needed.

In the original novel, the golden fingers that can greatly increase the hero's strength are within reach, but Nan Wang has no interest at all.

He worked with the villagers in a dusty and dirty manner, never forgetting the purpose of his trip for a moment.

He didn't come here for the baby.

He was trying to save people, just to save people.

Seven days later, Nanwang and dozens of trucks loaded with bricks set off towards Xianhu Terrace.

Behind him, all the villagers gathered at the entrance of the village and knelt down deeply in front of him.

Carrying the wishes and prayers of countless people, Nan Wang got on the carriage sent by the court to pick him up.

In the carriage, Nanwang and Annuo sat side by side, feeling nervous and scared.

He had read the original novel, and he knew that the carriage section was equivalent to a transition animation between two plots. When the carriage arrived at the destination, the second stage of the secret realm would be opened.

All the attackers who have completed the first stage of the mission can get off the carriage and enter the Fairy Fox Terrace that is designed to reach the sky.

There are secret treasures, opportunities, the hero, countless attackers, and...his fifth junior sister.

"Why are you shaking?"

Annuo asked after sensing Nanwang's unusual movement.

Nan Wang was originally not qualified to ride in this carriage, because it was the luxurious carriage that belonged exclusively to Lord Fairy Fox, and he should ride in his fairy servant's carriage.

However, all the immortal servants had died, and the current fox immortal was disguised as An Nuo. With the tacit consent of "Master Fox Immortal", Nan Wang also sat on it.

The carriage was originally designed for the Fox Fairy to ride alone and had very small space. Nan Wang's movement naturally could not be hidden from An Nuo who was sitting next to him.

"I, I'm scared..."

Nan Wang buried his head in Annuo's chest with a wronged look, grabbed one of Annuo's paws and rubbed it, letting the pad of flesh bounce back and forth in his hand.

He was afraid that his undercover identity would be exposed, that Bai Futu had already sneaked into Qingyun Sect without his knowledge, just like in the original novel, that he didn't know where the male protagonist was, and that he would waste his life and die without knowing the meaning of time travel...

There are too many things, too many things he is afraid of.

Every day he spent in Qingyun Sect was shrouded in a cloud of fear, and this shadow reached its peak at this moment.

Reality hit him hard, telling him that the nightmares that haunted him every day were not even the end of his fear.

At this moment, what he feared most was that after entering the Immortal Fox Terrace, he would find that there was no trace of the Fifth Junior Sister anywhere.

He was afraid that only Qi Liao Ling Long Xin would remain.

An Nuo breathed calmly without saying a word, just letting Nan Wang rub against him in his arms.

My restless heart finally calmed down after being soothed by the plush fabric.

The sucked Fluffy said calmly: "This is your own decision. You must work hard until the last moment and witness it until the last moment. In this way--"

"Whether it's success or failure, I have no regrets."

Nan Wang hummed an inaudible "hmm", as if agreeing with Annuo's words.

However, perhaps only he himself knew that he could not do what Annuo said and have no regrets whether he succeeded or failed.

He thought that he must rescue Fifth Sister no matter what, regardless of success or failure.

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After getting off the carriage, Xianhu Terrace is right in front of you.

The person sent by the court bowed to Nanwang and said, "The construction of the Immortal Fox Terrace has been completed. King Shang has ordered that a Immortal Fox Banquet will be held at the highest point of the Immortal Fox Terrace in seven days. Sir Immortal Servant may enter the Immortal Fox Terrace first to prepare for the Immortal Fox Banquet."

Nanwang raised his head and saw the Fairy Fox Terrace in front of him. It had carved railings and jade bricks, black tiles and red walls, and it towered into the clouds. It was majestic and looked nothing like an earthly building, but rather like a palace in heaven.

After the court people left, An Nuo turned back into a rabbit and was held in Nan Wang's arms.

There is a pitch-black vortex portal in front of the Fairy Fox Platform, which is exactly the same as the entrance to the secret realm.

Nanwang injected spiritual energy into the end, and the man and the rabbit flew into it together.

During the transmission, Nan Wang heard the poem recited by the children for the second time.

But this time, it was much clearer than when I entered the secret realm.

"In the ugly hour, green bricks are burned; in the midnight hour, a high platform is built.

Gold, dragon beads, gauze, beautiful jade, burning pepper and orchid.

The moon fell and turned into a jade plate, and the plate was filled with blood and sweat.

Where are the withered bones buried? Nine years of fairy fox platform..."

For the people in the secret realm, this poem describes the nine years in Xianhu Terrace and also describes their difficult life.

A speck of dust from the times is like a mountain when it falls on anyone's head, and the mountain of Shang State seems extremely powerful and great, as if it is filled with bright and great doctrines, as if the people are the ones who are in the wrong.

As the last syllable of the poem dissipated like smoke, Nanwang also entered the Fairy Fox Terrace.

The end slowly fell, allowing Nanwang to land steadily on the ground.

Nan Wang looked at the bricks above his head, then at the ground several dozen meters below his feet, and said with lingering fear: "This time I really was transported to the sky. Thank God and earth that Second Senior Brother is so reliable. If I had relied on myself... I would have fallen to my death."

An Nuo: “Chichichi.”

Can't you vent your anger a little and work hard to improve your cultivation?

Nan Wang said expectantly, "It takes time to improve your cultivation. Even if your cultivation level improves, it's not easy to learn the sword of protection so quickly. Look at the bright side. When I'm improving, my second senior brother is also improving. Maybe the next time I enter the secret realm, Zhijing will be able to take me away directly."

An Nuo: “…”

Tutu lowered his head and drooped his ears, refusing to listen to Nanwang.

Nan Wang didn't mind at all. He rubbed An Nuo's back, pricked up his ears, and walked towards the place where the sound of water came from.

There are seven floors in Xianhu Terrace, and each floor has different secret treasures and exotic beasts. The preciousness of the secret treasures increases with each floor. Of course, the strength of the exotic beasts also increases with each floor.

Except for the seventh floor which is temporarily inaccessible, players can explore the other six floors freely. It is now time to give out benefits.

During the transmission, attackers of different levels of cultivation would appear in different locations of the secret realm, and judging from Nan Wang's level of cultivation, he was obviously at the first level.

The first level is almost non-dangerous, with few exotic beasts, and plenty of water and food. Even an ordinary Qi Refining Stage cultivator like Nanwang can survive here successfully.

Nan Wang quickly found the source of water. It was a waterfall falling from the upper level, irrigating the land on the first level and forming a clear cold spring.

The water sounds clear and gurgling.

The view here is broad, the scenery is perfect, and the climate is pleasant. If I didn't have something on my mind, I wouldn't be able to light a fire in this secret realm. Nanwang really wants to start a fire right here and experience the joy of a picnic by the spring.

The seventh level of Xianhu Terrace is the place for the decisive battle. Before the seventh level is opened, Nanwang is not prepared to do anything more.

He won't run around, let alone look for some secret treasure.

He will wait here for seven days to recuperate and gather his strength. After the third stage of the secret realm begins, he will enter the seventh level with everyone else, participate in the Fairy Fox Banquet, and rescue his fifth junior sister.

However, although Nanwang's idea was beautiful, the reality was not as he wished.

"Hey, who is this? Isn't this a coincidence?"

A strange voice came.

The three monks walked towards Nanwang with frivolous behavior and unfriendly expressions.

Nan Wang was not surprised to meet other people here. Most of the cultivators who entered the secret realm were in the Qi Refining Stage, and after being teleported in, they were almost all on the first level.

The only water source on the first level, and also the path from the first level to the second level, is this waterfall that connects the upper and lower levels.

It is normal for monks to gather here.

It's just the other person's attitude...

Nanwang asked in confusion, "Do you know me?"

The visitor's face changed drastically, and he said angrily: "Okay, okay, you are so forgetful!"

Nan Wang carefully examined the other person's appearance and suddenly realized, "You are, you are that...something painted cake."

He remembered that Yan Sui'an had introduced these people to him. He forgot their names, but he remembered something about painted cakes.

Hu Huabing was so angry that he jumped up and down: "Okay, okay, I think you are tired of living! Guys, come on!"

"……ah?"

Seeing that the opponents had drawn their weapons one by one, Nan Wang's face was full of confusion.

No, what did he do that made him resort to knife and gun?

Is it because he didn't remember the other person's name?

After hesitating for a moment between begging for mercy and escaping, Nan Wang suddenly had an idea and remembered a small and exquisite treasure.

Nanwang suddenly calmed down and asked, "May I ask how are the cultivation levels of all the brothers?"

Hu Huabing sneered: "I'll let you die with a clear mind. I have been practicing Qi cultivation for more than a hundred years!"

Nanwang nodded.

I see. It's an enemy of a higher level.

The higher the level, the more trouble you will have.

"My fellow brothers, we are all from the same school. I will never forget you..."

Nan Wang slowly injected spiritual energy into the end, and slowly glanced at the monks in front of him, as if he wanted to remember their faces forever in his heart.

Hu Huabing'e said fiercely: "You are afraid now! It's too late!"

Nan Wang said with regret, "Brothers, I will give you one last chance. If you leave now, no one will get hurt. Otherwise, I will call for help."

"You shout, you shout until your throat hurts—"

"Master sister, help me!"

Nan Wang shouted loudly, then immediately squatted down with his head in his hands.

The loud sound became more penetrating under the effect of the limit and instantly spread throughout the entire Xianhu Terrace.

The next moment, the light of thunder suddenly fell.

The snow-colored sword tore through the sky like the cry of a bird, falling vertically from the unknown number of platforms, splitting apart the buildings that blocked the way along the way. From top to bottom, rocks flew everywhere, sand and soil overflowed, and it actually pierced through the Fairy Fox Platform.

The Fairy Fox Secret Realm that devoured the lives of countless immortal cultivators was falling apart like a block of tofu.

Nan Wang squatted down to protect his head very quickly, but no matter how fast he was, he could not be faster than the speed of the thunder. The splashing gravel scratched his earlobe, and blood gushed out for a moment.

He was in such a miserable state, let alone those big idiots who were just standing there in a daze.

Hu Huabing was knocked over by the sword energy, and his whole body was stuck in a depression on the ground. It was unknown whether he was still alive. His two followers were not much better off. They were hit on the head by the sword energy and gravel. At this moment, they were sitting on the ground with bloody heads and in a daze. They were so scared that they had lost their souls.

Soon, a sharp sword appeared in the flying dust, and Du Xueling's figure appeared.

"I am Du Xueling from Qingyun Sect. May I ask who is coming?"