893: Chapter 894 Seven Days Later

"Xiao He, go to the West Courtyard for me and tell them about the Myriad Phenomena Secret Realm."

Xiao He looked stunned, her eyes filled with genuine confusion: "Ah? Young Miss, why are you so concerned about these few newcomers?"

Having followed Liu Qingyao for many years, she knew her Young Miss's temperament all too well. She was always cold and aloof, almost never taking the initiative to associate deeply with her peers in the Sect. Let alone sending her specifically to deliver a message in person—such an action was truly too unusual.

Liu Qingyao was slightly choked by her question, turned her head away while pretending to be indifferent, and spoke in a calm tone: "I just do not wish to see such rare Genius seedlings fall to underhanded schemes just after joining the Sect."

She paused for a moment and added a word of caution: "You must be low-key when you go, avoid the eyes and ears of others, and return immediately after delivering the message. Do not stay long and attract attention."

Upon hearing this, Xiao He restrained the playful expression on her face, straightened up, and performed a salute: "Rest assured, Young Miss, this servant understands the gravity of the situation!"

Having said that, her figure moved as lightly as a swallow, quickly leaving along the bluestone path and disappearing into the end of the mountain forest in an instant.

Tianyuan Sect Inner Sect, West Courtyard residence.

Xiao Ruobai and the other four had returned from the martial arts arena and were sitting around in the courtyard, sorting out the Sect structure and Cultivation insights they had figured out over the past two days.

Wang Xiaopang was casually complaining about the strange gazes of the crowd at the martial arts arena when a visitor quietly arrived outside the courtyard.

The visitor was the personal maid of Liu Qingyao from Tianyuan Peak. She arrived low-key, without fanfare, and quietly left behind an encrypted Jade Slip before hurrying away, not staying for long.

The courtyard gate was tightly shut, and the five of them wore expressions of slight surprise. They had only been in the Sect for two days and had never met the Sect Master's daughter, who held a revered status. Having no favors or connections, the other party suddenly sending a secret message was truly unusual.

Xiao Ruobai carefully inspected the Jade Slip, and after confirming there was no tracking or hidden Restriction, he unlocked the Restriction and sank his Divine Thought into it.

A moment later, he put away the Jade Slip, his eyes filled with a layer of gravity: "Liu Qingyao sent us a secret message: in the Myriad Phenomena Secret Realm that will open seven days later, the Zhao family is very likely to take the Opportunity to kill us."

"Myriad Phenomena Secret Realm?" Everyone was stunned. Previously at the martial arts arena, they had indeed accidentally heard other Disciples mention this name. But at the time, they only thought it was an ordinary Sect trial and did not take it to heart. Hearing it again now, they realized this was by no means a small matter.

"Inside the Secret Realm, there is no Sect supervision; one is responsible for their own life and death, and no one will be held accountable."

"There is also a word of caution at the end of the Jade Slip," Xiao Ruobai added. "She stated that although the Opportunity is precious, life comes first. We can choose to give up this Secret Realm trial."

Mo Yu's expression sank slightly: "If Zhao Qian really wants to make a move there, it is indeed the best time. He would neither need to worry about Sect rules nor leave behind any evidence."

Dong Li frowned slightly: "But we don't know Liu Qingyao at all; why would she help us in secret?"

Xiao Ruobai shook his head: "Regardless of her purpose, this news is crucial to us."

He put away the Jade Slip, his gaze sweeping over the four, and was about to speak to set the next plan. Fang Hanyu suddenly spoke, his tone indifferent but carrying a hint of sharp anticipation: "Myriad Phenomena Secret Realm, just right. I was just worrying about not having a suitable opponent to hone my sword."

Wang Xiaopang grinned: "Old Fang is right! To hell with being afraid! Since we have to fight sooner or later, might as well fight to our heart's content in the Secret Realm!"

Seven days passed in a flash. During these seven days, the West Courtyard was never peaceful. Zhao Kun could not get Zhao Qian's support, but he refused to let it go, sending people to provoke them every few days. But they were all calmly dealt with by the group. After several rounds of confrontation, the people sent by the Zhao family not only failed to gain any advantage but instead returned with injuries.

In these seven days, the news that the Myriad Phenomena Secret Realm was about to open completely swept through the entire Tianyuan Sect. Throughout the entire Sect, all Inner Sect Disciples and Core Disciples entered a state of preparation. Everyone was filled with longing for the once-in-a-millennium Secret Realm Opportunity.

"Myriad Phenomena Secret Realm is finally opening! The Spirit Medicine I've prepared for half a year can finally be put to use!"

"Wealth is sought in danger! As long as one can find a single ancient Spiritual Plant or a scroll of a great expert's incomplete scripture, ascending to the heavens in one step is not empty talk!"

"Don't just think about the Opportunity; every time the Secret Realm has opened in the past, dozens of Disciples have fallen, and the dangers are extreme."

"Cultivation is inherently a struggle against the Heaven-Defying fate; if one is timid, how can one expect to reach the Great Dao?"

The voices were clamorous, and all kinds of attitudes were displayed. Some were full of excitement, some were anxious, some formed groups to seek stability, and some packed their gear alone, determined to make a fight of it. And in this grand trend, the names of the five, including Xiao Ruobai, were constantly mentioned.

"Do those five newcomers dare to enter the Secret Realm this time?"

"They definitely dare! They even dared to slap Zhao Kun in the face in public; would they be afraid of the dangers in the Secret Realm?"

"Aren't they afraid that the Disciples of Xuanwu Peak will cause them trouble in the Secret Realm?"

"It's better if they enter; I want to see if they can continue to be arrogant in the Secret Realm."

Rumors and cold criticisms filled the air and reached the West Courtyard. But the five of them remained calm and were not moved by the external noise at all. During the seven days of Cultivation, they refined all the Spiritual Plants and Medicinal Pills obtained from the Treasure Pavilion. Although they did not break through to a major Realm, they polished their Foundation to be extremely solid, and their aura was restrained and steady.

Deep in the back mountain of the Tianyuan Sect.

A towering, ancient bronze stone gate stood in the mountains. Thousands of ancient runes were engraved on the gate, circulating with a vicissitudinous and heavy aura of time. In front of the stone gate, there was a sea of people. Tens of thousands of Disciples gathered here, a black mass that almost filled the entire valley. The noise rose and fell, like a boiling tide, echoing among the mountains.

But looking closely, these tens of thousands of people were not crowded together in a disorganized way but were naturally divided into several clear levels.

The outermost and most numerous were ordinary Inner Sect Disciples. Their Cultivation was mostly between the first and third levels of the Heaven-Reaching Realm; their aura was mixed, and they did not wear any markings of any mountain. These people were basically those with average Aptitude who had survived until the Heaven-Reaching Realm through the passage of time and were marginal Disciples who had not been chosen by any main peak.

One layer further ahead were the Inner Sect Disciples of various peaks, wearing the attire representing their respective peaks. Although they were all Inner Sect Disciples, they were naturally superior, with solid Foundations, orthodox Cultivation Techniques, and abundant resources. In the Sect system, any Disciple who could be admitted by the five major peaks was a one-in-a-thousand seedling, born to be superior to other Inner Sect Disciples.

In the more forward core area stood the Core Disciples of various peaks, each with a refined aura and steady gait. Their Cultivation was firmly at the sixth or seventh level of the Heaven-Reaching Realm, and they were the backbone force cultivated by each peak, with inherent arrogance in their eyes, disdaining to associate with ordinary Disciples.

And at the very top and most dazzling high ground of the entire crowd, a few dozen figures stood with their hands behind their backs. Their aura suppressed the entire scene, and no one dared to peer at them easily. They were the Personal Disciples of the five major peaks. Although few in number, they held the discourse power of the new generation, and each had deep Cultivation and terrifying potential. They did not need to deliberately reveal their pressure; just standing still brought with it a sense of superiority that looked down on all living beings, like Divine Beings in the clouds looking down on the ants of the mortal world. All the Disciples around them spontaneously retreated, not daring to approach, as the extreme sense of hierarchical oppression rushed toward them.