Cultivation: I Can Traverse Otherworlds

The Secret Realm was fraught with crisis and unpredictable dangers. In just a few short days, many had already met with peril.

Some had even died.

Outside.

Everything was as calm as ever.

"Junior Brother."

Pei Jingque suddenly spoke to Zhu Ju, who was meditating with his eyes closed to regulate his breath:

"I'm bored just sitting here. I'm going to take a look around the area to get a lay of the land and guard against any surprises."

"You hold down the fort."

"...Alright." Zhu Ju opened his eyes and looked directly at her.

"Be careful, Senior Sister."

"Don't worry." A light smile graced Pei Jingque's face.

"I'll be fine."

With that, she glanced at the few other people scattered about. Her figure flickered, and she silently vanished into the dense fog.

She possessed the Profound Void Dao Body and the Four Symbols Star Ban Secret Technique. When it came to concealing her presence, not even Zhu Ju could compare. Her safety was indeed not a major concern.

However...

First, it was the Seeking Immortal Sect, then Pei Jingque. And looking over at the Zhao Family, some of them were getting restless, too.

Clearly.

This trip wasn't just about collecting Spiritual Medicine from the Void Secret Realm; they had other motives.

It made sense!

Although the Void was dangerous, it also concealed great opportunities.

If they could find one Void Secret Realm here, who was to say they couldn't find another?

And if they did find a second one and managed to claim it for themselves, wouldn't that be a massive windfall?

Though Zhu Ju's mind was racing, his expression remained unchanged. He continued to sit cross-legged on the rock, meditating with his eyes narrowed.

'No matter what anyone else's purpose or plans are, I'm only here for the rewards inside the Secret Realm.'

'Everything else...'

'...is none of my business!'

...

Time passed slowly.

In the blink of an eye, more than twenty days had passed.

As the thirty-day deadline drew ever closer, the few Dao Foundation Cultivators grew visibly restless.

"I wonder what the haul is like in there."

"Last time, sixty people went in, but only twenty-seven came out. More than half died. Who knows how it will be this time?"

"I hope it's a good haul!"

"Our Wuh Family is different. We even brought a direct heir of our main bloodline for this expedition. If we don't see a good return, the next decade or so will be incredibly difficult for us."

"..."

As they spoke, Zhu Ju suddenly frowned as if he had sensed something.

The next instant.

BOOM!

A deafening roar echoed out, and the very earth trembled.

"What's going on?"

Dong Yuelan leaped to her feet. With a flick of her hand, a solid white spear appeared in her grasp.

The others all sprang into action.

"Don't move!"

Zhu Ju barked.

"It's a Tier Three Demon Beast!"

A Tier Three Demon Beast?

The area fell silent.

Dong Yuelan's body flickered as she instantly retracted her armor and weapon, landing silently on the ground.

The quickest to react was the Six-Winged Lark, which had already dropped to the ground, completely still.

BOOM!

RUMBLE...

The ground continued to shake violently.

A nearby hill wobbled precariously. Then, with a flash of Spiritual Light, it shattered with a deafening crash.

Such power,

was simply terrifying!

The group of Dao Foundation Cultivators suppressed their auras and fell prostrate on the ground, their faces deathly pale as they stared into the depths of the fog.

The aura of a Tier Three Demon Beast washed over them like a tidal wave, its formless pressure making it difficult to breathe.

"It really is a Tier Three Demon Beast."

Fear filled Dong Yuelan's eyes.

"And there are two of them!"

Tier Three Demon Beasts were comparable to Golden Core Grandmasters. The Physical Bodies of such creatures could withstand blows from Magical Treasures unscathed.

Before them, Dao Foundation Cultivators were utterly powerless to resist.

Never mind fighting them,

they probably couldn't even withstand the shockwaves from their Combat.

"No."

The Wuh Family Master's ears twitched slightly. He spoke in a low voice,

"It's a Golden Core Grandmaster and two Tier Three Demon Beasts. One of the beasts must be that Golden Core senior's Spirit Beast. They're ganging up on the other Tier Three Demon Beast."

"Oh?" Dong Yuelan raised an eyebrow.

"Fellow Daoist Wuh, your Heavenly Listening and Earthly Seeing Technique is truly remarkable. To think you can perceive things so far away, even here."

The Wuh Family Master gave a bitter smile upon hearing this.

Perceiving things so clearly at a time like this wasn't necessarily a good thing. Ignorance would have been bliss.

BOOM!

The sound suddenly drew much closer.

The color drained from everyone's faces.

Fortunately, it was a false alarm. The sounds of Combat gradually faded into the distance until they disappeared completely.

"Hooo..."

Dong Yuelan let out a long sigh of relief.

"Do you think they spotted us?"

"Probably not. This place is unusual; even a Golden Core Grandmaster's perception is severely limited. Besides, they were locked in combat," the Wuh Family Master said, shaking his head gently.

"At least, I didn't sense anything out of the ordinary."

"Let's hope so." Zhu Ju's expression was grave.

"These are the last few days. Let's pray for no more surprises."

The next day.

Pei Jingque returned.

Her expression changed when she heard what had happened the day before.

"Junior Brother."

After a moment's thought, she spoke in a hushed tone,

"Do you know why I've been leaving so often?"

"Oh?"

Zhu Ju raised an eyebrow.

"Are you finally going to tell me, Senior Sister?"

"You never asked." Pei Jingque pursed her lips in a playful smile, rolling her beautiful eyes at him.

"I never planned on hiding it from you."

She paused.

Then, she sent him a mental message.

"About two hundred years ago, a senior from our Sect went missing near the Earth Abyss. I'm investigating the clues he left behind."

"A senior?" Zhu Ju's eyes flickered.

"A Golden Core senior?"

"Correct." Pei Jingque nodded slowly.

"And a Golden Core senior who had a chance of becoming a Nascent Soul True Man at that. If we could find his inheritance..."

Zhu Ju's eyes lit up.

"Are there any leads?"

"Some." Pei Jingque sighed softly.

"But not many."

"The closer one gets to the Earth Abyss, the more dangerous it becomes. There are not only the imperceptible Voids but also various powerful Demon Beasts. That senior came here all alone. No one knows where he ended up, or if his body was even left behind. I'm just trying my luck."

Zhu Ju nodded slowly.

A few more days passed with everyone on high alert. Finally, the time came for the Secret Realm to open again.

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Xu Canglan, the Sect Leader of the Seeking Immortal Sect, had returned two days prior. It was unclear what they had encountered, but though they didn't show it on their faces, their group's auras were extremely faint. They had clearly run into a perilous situation.

But since they didn't speak of it, no one dared to ask.

"The hour has come."

After a quick calculation with his fingers, Xu Canglan gestured to the others.

"It's time to open the passage."

"Yes!"

"Let's begin!"

"..."

After a month of waiting, it was time for the final verdict, no matter the outcome.

Pei Jingque and the four other leaders stepped forward.

HUMMM...

As Spiritual Light surged, the Void expanded and stabilized once more under the glow of the Five Elements Spirit Locking Disc.

SWOOSH!

The moment the passage formed, a figure shot out.

"Zhao Qin?"

Zhao Yongze stepped forward, a look of pleasant surprise on his face.

"How was your haul?"

"Grand-uncle," the woman named Zhao Qin said, her expression dimming. She presented a storage bag and spoke in a low voice,

"I materialized in a cavern teeming with Demon Beasts. I was trapped there for over twenty days before I could get out. My haul was small."

"Hmph?"

Zhao Yongze's brow furrowed. He took the storage bag and swept his Divine Thought across its contents, his expression turning even uglier.

His eyes glinted, and he spoke with a cold expression,

"Go wait in the back. From now on, your Monthly Allowance will be reduced to that of a common family member."

"...Yes."

Resentment flashed across Zhao Qin's face, but she could only obey, shrinking back to the Six-Winged Lark's side without another word.

The others watched this unfold with cold indifference, saying nothing.

After another short wait.

SWOOSH!

SWOOSH! SWOOSH!

Two more figures appeared in quick succession.

"Jiu'an!"

"Jinwen!"

Members of the Seeking Immortal Sect and the Hundred Flowers Sect immediately stepped forward.

The woman named Jinwen angrily pointed at Jiu'an, the Qi Refiner from the Seeking Immortal Sect, and shouted,

"Martial Aunt, he tried to kill me for my treasures! If it weren't for the Life Protection Talisman you gave me, I'd be dead!"

"Junior Sister," Jiu'an said in a low voice, hiding behind the Seeking Immortal Sect's Dao Foundation Cultivator with a shifty gaze,

"it was a misunderstanding. I thought you were a Demon Beast."

"You..."

"Enough!"

Dong Yuelan's voice dropped. She shot Jiu'an from the Seeking Immortal Sect a long, hard look, then patted Jinwen's shoulder.

"What's done is done. The important thing is that you're safe. You're safe."

Whatever happened inside the Secret Realm was to be left there upon exiting. This was the agreement between the various factions.

Revenge was a matter for another day.

For now,

there was nothing she could do.

"Martial Aunt."

Jinwen, her face full of indignation, stomped her foot hatefully and took out two storage bags, handing them over.

"Senior Sister Xiaa met with a fatal mishap. She gave me her storage bag before she died. This is our haul."

"Xia'er..." Dong Yuelan's beautiful eyes dimmed. She shook her head gently, but when her Divine Thought swept into the bags, a smile instantly touched her lips.

Another moment passed.

SWOOSH!

This time, it was someone from the Bright Void Sect.

"Sect Leader!"

"Qingzhu."

Pei Jingque nodded at the person, accepted the proffered storage bag, and then casually handed it to Zhu Ju.

"Junior Brother, take a look. We'll log the contents later."

Of the spoils from the Secret Realm, the Dao Foundation Cultivators took half, while the other half went to the Sect.

To prevent any deception, the two of them were to supervise each other.

Zhu Ju nodded and took it. As his Divine Thought swept inside, a faint smile appeared on his face.

A decent haul!

Although there were no Thousand-Year Spirit Elixirs, there were thirty or forty stalks of several-hundred-year-old Spiritual Medicine, which were worth a small fortune.

Next.

Disciples from the various factions returned one after another.

"Martial Uncle!"

"Guk Rusong."

Looking at the haggard and battered figure, Zhu Ju's eyes shifted slightly. He handed over an Elixir.

"Take this to heal your injuries. Go rest in the back."

"Thank you, Martial Uncle."

Guk Rusong acknowledged and handed over his storage bag.

His haul was also impressive. The storage bag actually contained a thousand-year-old Spiritual Plant, a High Grade Spirit Stone, and an assortment of other Spiritual Medicines and Spirit Fruits.

Even after giving half to the Sect, the remaining portion was worth more than a decade of bitter cultivation for Zhu Ju.

Two years of preparation,

for more than a decade's worth of gains.

It was an exorbitant profit!

The crucial part was that the preparation time hadn't taken away from their Cultivation much at all.

Time ticked by.

More and more people emerged. The most eye-catching arrival was a group of three Qi Refiners from the Wuh Family, all exiting at once.

Although it was unclear what the Wuh Family's haul was, it must have been good, as a satisfied expression appeared on the Wuh Family Master's face.

Gradually,

"Why aren't the others out yet?"

"The passage will close in another hour."

"Did something happen to them?"

"..."

The expressions on the faces of the Dao Foundation Cultivators shifted unpredictably, while the many Innate Qi Refiners began to whisper among themselves.

Zhu Ju's brow was tightly furrowed.

Xi Chen...

...had yet to emerge.

Sometimes, a person's luck was just impossible to predict.

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