"Ah... just heard about it,"
"Kao Shan Sect has already been swallowed up by the beast tide, so the news you heard is quite old." My little aunt... pretending, keep pretending, I’m too lazy to uncover the ridiculously fake acting.
"Is that so." Long Ke responded, then followed Wen Ping to the top of Yunlan Mountain.
Upon settling down, a gentle breeze greeted them, and the refreshing Heaven and Earth Qi naturally entered Long Ke’s nostrils. Honestly, this place is somewhat special, it feels like it’s built upon celestial materials.
She hasn’t felt this kind of comfort anywhere else.
"You can stay at the Main Hall."
Wen Ping pointed directly at the Main Hall.
"Okay." Long Ke nodded, feeling somewhat relieved inside. He’s letting her stay at the Main Hall, it seems Wen Ping understands some of the power of the Mountain Suppression Realm, knowing not to neglect.
Wen Ping pointed again to the path leading to the kitchen, "If you want to eat, walk a hundred steps along this path to reach the kitchen. Three meals a day are served punctually; if you miss them, you might have nothing to eat."
"No need, I can go a month without eating." Eating is just a waste of time for her. Immediately, she focused her gaze on the giant tiger in front of the Main Hall, its majestic presence truly has some tiger-like aura.
"That’s that then, Zhao Guest Minister, Immortal Sect is just this big. If you want to wander, go ahead; if you want secluded cultivation, do as you wish." Wen Ping didn’t want to say more, knowing it was his little aunt, he felt quite reassured.
If there were malicious intent, why join the Immortal Sect?
"Okay, call me if you need anything."
She already planned how to spend a year.
Secluded cultivation!
Perhaps months would pass in the blink of an eye.
Upon entering the Main Hall, when her perception couldn’t spread, she felt a bit alarmed, but soon realized something, "Seems the Mountain Suppression Realm has mistaken the perception restriction; there’s a treasure in the sect."
Gotta say, her sister’s move was a bit unnecessary.
Completely a pointless complication.
After saying goodbye, Wen Ping went to the dormitory area, and at dinner time he mentioned the Guest Minister. She truly meant it when she said she wouldn’t come to eat.
At dawn, as Wen Ping prepared to go to the Ten Layers Tower, he coincidentally encountered Long Ke coming out from the Main Hall.
Upon seeing Wen Ping, Long Ke stretched lazily, instinctively asking, "Kid, what do you usually do?"
"Just idle," Wen Ping answered perfunctorily, and as he was about to leave, he added, "Zhao Guest Minister, remember to address me as Sect Leader within the Immortal Sect, even though you are a Guest Minister, you can’t just call randomly."
"You..." Long Ke was speechless, making her, this little aunt, call him Sect Leader, he sure dares to think.
However, for the sake of hiding her identity.
She had to compromise.
At this moment, someone ran over from beside the Main Hall, anxiously yelling from afar, "Sect Leader, Kewu Junior Brother is challenging the third arch stone gate. Elder Qingxuan asked me to call you."
"So quickly the third stone gate..." Wen Ping was secretly shocked.
Lin Kewu’s speed is truly fast, most people are still struggling with the restrictions of the second stone gate. It might take them ten days to half a month to break through those constraints.
Yet Lin Kewu is leading the pack.
It feels like the time Luo Mi practiced sword control skill at the sect.
"Let’s go watch." Wen Ping waved at Biyue Yi, abandoning the idea of going to the Ten Layers Tower.
With this move, Long Ke also followed suit.
Upon reaching Churao Mountain, all disciples were already in the Viewing Room, staring intently at the screen. Lin Kewu was leading, already standing under the third arch stone gate, although his body was restrained by the wind, he was moving.
Of course, the movement was subtle.
But it was enough for everyone’s spirits to be raised.
Only Elder Zhantian Qingxuan was watching, and upon Wen Ping’s arrival, he immediately stood up, "Sect Leader."
Then seeing Long Ke, he greeted, "Zhao Guest Minister, welcome to join the Immortal Sect."
"Okay." Long Ke responded aloofly.
However, her indifference didn’t cause displeasure among the others, because they already heard from the Sect Leader that she is at the Mountain Suppression Realm.
Mountain Suppression Realm, with a temperament even more peculiar than the Vortex Divine Artisan, nothing surprising.
"There’s only this few disciples." Long Ke murmured, seeing the people in the Viewing Room showing helpless expressions, wasn’t her sister saying there were hundreds of disciples? This isn’t even a tenth of them.
Just talking about the small number of people, Long Ke’s expression tightened.
Such a young age at the 10th tier realm?
Her gaze fell directly on Yang Lele, Yang Lele looked about fifteen.
"Kid, how old are you?" A somewhat unbelieving Long Ke immediately walked over to Yang Lele.
Yang Lele, puzzled by the question, nonetheless responded, "Reporting to Zhao Guest Minister, I’ll be 16 in half a year."
"Well, if counting the ten months of pregnancy, I’m already 16."
years old at the 10th tier?
Why in brother-in-law’s sect?
Wasn’t the strongest person supposed to be brother-in-law, at the Lower Profound Realm?
Looking around, they are all at this age, yet have reached the 10th tier of Body Refinement.
"Since when are prodigies so common?" To reach over the 10th tier at this age, even among Heaven and Earth Lake’s Four-star influences there aren’t many.
"Zhao Guest Minister, what’s wrong?"
Wen Ping suddenly spoke.
"Nothing... nothing."
Long Ke withdrew her gaze, then turned to the foremost screen.
At this moment, Wen Ping spoke again, "Has Lin Kewu taken the Red Stone too?"
Zhantian Qingxuan nodded along.
After glancing at the screen, Zhantian Qingxuan continued, "This guy got a Red Stone from Zhao Yi Junior Brother, spent 5 White Crystals. In one hour, he has already broken two gates, but it’s ending soon."
"No wonder." Wen Ping was enlightened on why the guy could be so fast.
With innate talent meeting Red Stone, it’s impossible not to gain.
"Sect Leader, this is mine." Zhantian Qingxuan immediately took out a White Crystal for Wen Ping, considering Lin Kewu a rival. It’s amusing to think a Elder treating a disciple as a rival.
Wen Ping accepted the White Crystal.
Then turned to look at the others, "Who’s next?"
"Sect Leader, it’s me..." Zhao Yi suddenly awoke from his stupor and promptly stood up, hurriedly taking out a White Crystal for Wen Ping.
"What’s going on?" Long Ke looked at this scene, showing a puzzled expression, "Why are disciples giving the Sect Leader White Crystal?"
"Zhao Guest Minister, our sect is . An hour in Wind Valley cultivation costs one White Crystal." ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭·𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦·𝘯𝘦𝘵
Zhantian Qingxuan explained from the side.