172: The Secret Realm of the Hundred Saints

However, all of this was child's play for Xu Sanyan, as he had the system panel to assist him.

With a thought, the panel appeared in his vision. Seeing the "Soaring Wind Manipulation Technique" listed under the spell column, a smile appeared on Xu Sanyan's lips.

Upgrade!

His Qi rapidly dissipated. The original eight hundred-plus points quickly dwindled to mere dozens. Xu Sanyan closed his eyes, silently sensing the wind spirits between heaven and earth.

A gentle breeze swept by, as if countless small beasts were running within it. With a touch of his will, the path of those small beasts shifted, coming to rest beneath his feet.

Liu Tang frowned, his gaze sweeping around. He sensed something, yet saw nothing.

At this moment, Xu Sanyan was seated on his chair, and the wooden chair beneath him slowly floated up. Liu Tang finally saw it, but he was somewhat confused. Why would he suddenly float up when he was sitting perfectly fine?

Xiang Tan turned her head and exchanged glances with Chu Yuan. Both were bewildered, not understanding what Xu Sanyan was doing.

"Whoosh..."

A clear breeze brushed past, and Xu Sanyan opened his eyes, a smile on his lips.

This is so fun.

Is this what flying feels like?

Looking at the chair that had floated up with him, he felt it was a bit out of place. Who flies with a chair?

What if he changed it to a lotus?

Guanyin's Lotus Seat!

Or what about a long sword?

Sword Flight?

Not bringing anything also works. Walking on air would also be very impressive.

Xu Sanyan was very satisfied with this. It was very impressive, and he wouldn't have to walk anymore.

On the panel, the "Soaring Wind Manipulation Technique" was already at Perfection. This low-altitude flight would not consume too much magic power. While flying, it would naturally replenish, so the consumed magic power was almost negligible.

Of course, if he flew with all his might, the consumption would also be very fast.

Xu Sanyan floated down, choosing to ignore the probing gazes of the crowd, and did not explain anything.

As a Saint, he had the highest status in the entire venue. To whom should he explain?

"Extreme Yin Daoist wins!"

The victor was decided below. Only then did Xu Sanyan shift his gaze. He saw an old man dressed in a black and white Daoist robe, holding a large banner, firmly stepping on his opponent, a sinister smile on his lips.

If the Sect allowed killing, Xu Sanyan had no doubt that this old Daoist would kill his opponent.

Being ruthless is good...

Xu Sanyan nodded in approval. This person had caught his eye. If his subsequent performance was good, he could perhaps be cultivated.

He wasn't afraid of his subordinates being disloyal; he was only afraid of them being incompetent.

What use is loyalty?

As long as he could keep them under his thumb, they would be more loyal than anyone.

In his opinion, being capable of getting things done was the most important thing. What use was someone who was only loyal but had no ability?

To waste more food?

Xu Sanyan's interest had waned. He did not watch the subsequent fights. His figure rose with the wind and drifted into the distance, followed by Xiang Tan and others.

Seeing him leave, Liu Tang said to Song Wuqiu, "Elder Song, please watch over things here. I'll be leaving first."

"Of course, Elder Liu, take care."

Liu Tang followed closely behind Xu Sanyan, entering the courtyard directly.

Xu Sanyan leaned back in his chair, contemplating the upcoming matters. Seeing him arrive, he asked, "Something wrong?"

"Yes, has the Saint heard of the Hundred Saints Secret Realm?"

"Hundred Saints Secret Realm..."

Xu Sanyan pondered for a moment, then gently shook his head, "What about it?"

Liu Tang said, "The Hundred Saints Secret Realm opens once every fifty years. Yesterday, I happened to calculate that it will open again in one month."

"Tell me in detail." Xu Sanyan became interested.

Liu Tang paused slightly, organizing his words, "The Hundred Saints Secret Realm, as the name suggests, is a Secret Realm jointly created by a hundred Saints. It can be called a creation that seizes the fortune of heaven and earth, with endless wonders."

Xu Sanyan was somewhat incredulous, "A hundred Saints? Where did so many Saints come from?"

What is a Saint?

The Eighth Realm can be called a Saint!

Also known as Anti-God.

Anti-God is a term for the Realm, while Saint is an honorific among Cultivators.

The path of cultivation, starting from a Mortal, goes through Refining Essence, Inner Energy, Heaven and Man, Foundation Establishment, Mystic Path Realm, Soul Refining, Void Convergence, Anti-God, until finally Immortal Ascension.

There are nine Realms in total, and only the Eighth Realm can be called a Saint. As far as he knew, there were only a dozen or so people in the Saint Realm in Zhong Province today. Where did a hundred Saints come from?

The Tongxin Demon Sect only had one Saint on the surface, who was the Sect Master, but Xu Sanyan guessed that the old man guarding the Saintly Book in the cave might also be in the Saint Realm.

Among the Central Continent Five Great Sects, only the Tianyi Fumo Temple had two Saints on the surface; the rest only had one.

There were also the Clan Chiefs of various Families, such as the Lu Family and the Wei Family, who were also in the Saint Realm.

It was unknown if there were any in the shadows, but on the surface, there were only these dozen or so.

But where did these hundred Saints come from?

Liu Tang explained, "The Hundred Saints Secret Realm can be traced back to thirty thousand years ago. The cultivation world at that time was different from now; it can be understood as a 'Nine-Rank System'."

"What do you mean?"

"According to ancient records, the ninth rank was the lowest, and the first rank was the highest. Taking myself as an example, if I wanted to enter cultivation, if I had no background, I could only first enter a ninth-rank Sect. There were a total of one thousand one hundred and seventy-two such Sects throughout the world."

"That many?" Xu Sanyan was shocked. Was this a Sect or a kindergarten?

Liu Tang continued, "Then, yearly assessments would be held, testing cultivation, techniques, spells, etc. After passing, one could join an eighth-rank Sect. There were nine hundred and thirty-one eighth-rank Sects."

"Afterward, it would be inferred by analogy. The higher one's cultivation, the more one could gradually join a higher-grade Sect, just like being an official, where one's position grows increasingly larger."

"Until finally, if one's talent was exceptionally outstanding, one could join the only first-rank Sect, the 'Yaotian Holy Sect'."

Xu Sanyan slowly nodded. He understood.

Under this system, the entire world was dictated by the Yaotian Holy Sect. How could such a Sect be destroyed?

"At that time, the cultivation world produced many Geniuses. Even Saints numbered in the hundreds, and there were even Immortals, a higher level!"

"This 'Hundred Saints Secret Realm' was created when the Yaotian Holy Sect dispatched over a hundred Saints, led by Immortals, for the purpose of tempering the Disciples within the Sect."

"At that time, the world was in their hands, and there was no conflict for a long time. They feared that the Disciples within the Sect would become complacent in their fighting skills, so the 'Hundred Saints Secret Realm' came into being."

This was the origin of the Hundred Saints Secret Realm.

Xu Sanyan nodded, "Where is this Secret Realm now?"

"The Mist Sea."

Xu Sanyan thought for a moment. He had seen the Mist Sea in books. It was to the east of Zhong Province.

A large area of sea there was perpetually shrouded in mist, with countless islands of various sizes on the surface. Innumerable demons and ghosts lived within, making it difficult for ordinary Cultivators to approach.

However, such places were also most likely to produce Heaven And Earth Treasure, attracting many Cultivators who risked their lives to explore. Even those who risked their lives only dared to explore the edges of the Mist Sea; no one dared to venture deep.

"How can one enter such a place?"

"That's why we have to wait for the Secret Realm to open once every fifty years. The mist is collected by the Secret Realm, and all the ghosts hidden within conceal themselves in the sea, allowing us to enter."

Xu Sanyan raised an eyebrow. One link after another, it seemed quite reasonable?