Meanwhile, the master and apprentice were plotting how to deal with Wei Qinghe and his apprentice.
Wei Qinghe and his apprentice had already followed the city lord to the secret chamber.
After passing through numerous secret rooms, we finally arrived at one of them.
The secret room was empty, except for a mural depicting beautiful mountains and rivers, pavilions and terraces, and a young woman dancing outside the pavilion.
White gauze fluttered in the octagonal pavilion, and a white-clad man playing the zither could be vaguely seen inside.
"Lord, weren't you supposed to take us to the secret realm? Why are we just staying in a secret chamber?"
Hongqi Daozun felt increasingly uneasy and became more wary of the city lord.
He brought the Spirit Sect's precious treasure with him; if anything were to happen to him, he would be held responsible to the death.
The city lord hurriedly explained, "Daoist Hongqi, please calm down. The secret realm of the City That Never Sleeps is within these murals."
She made a hand gesture towards the mural, and the mural shimmered with light, making the scenery inside seem real, and the dancers actually started to move.
Unusual beams of light flickered within the murals, accompanied by the sound of a zither.
"Gentlemen, this is the inheritance secret realm of the City That Never Sleeps. In addition to the rare and precious medicinal herbs and spiritual plants, as well as the dangers, this secret realm also has a sacred place. The sacred place contains pure spiritual energy, making cultivation a hundred times more efficient."
"If you don't receive a beauty pill after entering, will you be automatically teleported out?" Wei Qinghe asked. "Or is there a time limit within the secret realm? Once the time is up, you'll be teleported out automatically."
The city lord gave an awkward smile, "There is a time limit, but the time limit is mine."
“My dear sister has given me so many top-quality beauty pills, so naturally I won’t let her out anytime soon.”
After saying this, the city lord took out two yellow talismans folded into triangles. "Take these teleportation talismans with you. If you want to come out, just shatter the talismans."
Wei Qinghe and Daoist Hongqi accepted the yellow talisman. The talisman contained spiritual power, but it could not compare to the one drawn by Wei Qinghe.
Wei Qinghe held the talisman in her hand and clearly felt the difference.
"Then thank you very much, City Lord."
The two exchanged a glance and then entered the mural.
The mural is still vivid, and you can still see the figures of the two people inside.
The city lord's smile gradually faded, and she stared at the mural with a somber expression, lost in thought.
...
The murals depict beautiful mountains and clear waters; everything in them is incredibly realistic.
Hongqi Daozun transmitted his thoughts to Wei Qinghe, saying, "Girl, this secret realm is not simple. I have a feeling something is strange about it. Could we be coming back here and never return?"
"That city lord has white hair and a youthful face, which does indeed look like someone who has been taking beauty pills for a long time. But she has so many alchemists making beauty pills for her, can she finish them all?"
Wei Qinghe had already thought of this question. They had their own purpose for this trip, and she was also curious about this so-called secret realm and holy land.
Fifth Senior Brother should be in this secret realm now. We must find him and take him away.
I wonder if my fifth senior brother, this alchemy fanatic, has become so obsessed that he doesn't want to leave.
The two had only been traveling a short distance when they were surrounded by five or six alchemists who suddenly appeared.
The alchemists looked to be in very poor condition; they were all exhausted and weak, and some even seemed to be afraid.
"Hand over the medicinal herbs and spiritual plants you have, as well as the food and drink you have."
"Do alchemists who can get here still need to fight for food?"
Hongqi Daozun shielded Wei Qinghe behind him. Despite being a fragile alchemist, he still had to protect the sword cultivator.
Cultivators generally practice fasting, and alchemists have some elixirs that can nourish them. Under normal circumstances, they would not fight over food.
"Stop talking nonsense and hand over everything, or we'll kill you."
The alchemists appeared disheveled, listless, and frantic.
Wei Qinghe slowly walked up to Hongqi Daozun and said, "Master, you should rest for a while now."
The whip, brimming with elemental power, lashed out swiftly, striking several alchemists hard.
The power of multiple elements tore through their Taoist robes, leaving bloody wounds that made them howl in pain.
An alchemist provoking a sword cultivator is just asking for trouble.
Seeing the alchemists in such a sorry state, Daoist Hongqi couldn't help but laugh.
"He doesn't even know his own limitations, yet he dares to do the work of a robber."
Unfortunately, he bumped right into his precious apprentice, Geda.
Not killing them shows his precious disciple's kindness.
Soon, the alchemists huddled together, covering their heads, and begged for mercy.
"Fellow Daoist, spare us! Fellow Daoist, spare us... We were wrong, we were wrong, we were just too hungry..."
"Fellow Daoist, those who have entered here are all alchemists. You all know how difficult it is to be an alchemist. Life becomes even more difficult after arriving here. Please, spare us! If you can, give us some food, even just a cold steamed bun..."
The men, terrified of being beaten, immediately kowtowed and apologized to the two men.
But they still had the courage to beg for food, which shows that they were really hungry.
Wei Qinghe suddenly stopped what she was doing. She looked at Daoist Hongqi and realized that it was indeed easy to enter this secret realm but difficult to leave.
It's even very different here from outside; when alchemists cry out for food, they either snatch or beg.
Hongqi Daozun gave them a few steamed buns, which were still warm when he took them out of his Qiankun bag.
The alchemists seemed to have been starving for a long time, and they began to wolf down their food.
"How could an alchemist be so hungry?"
The alchemists swallowed their steamed buns before answering.
"The magnetic field here is different. We are just like ordinary mortals here. We need not only three meals a day, but also enough sleep. There are indeed medicinal herbs and spiritual plants everywhere, but there are also dangers everywhere..."
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