175: Chapter 175 The Soul Stone Secret Realm Opens

The Righteous and Demonic Grand Competition, which had lasted for over a month, had reached its conclusion.

The one hundred spots for the Secret Realm had found their owners.

The Soul Stone Arena that had shrouded the entire Zhaoye City disappeared, and a gigantic black vortex appeared in the sky.

The moment the vortex appeared, Zhaoye City instantly became deserted; doors and windows were shut tight, even at Duobao Tower.

This was because if one so much as glanced at that black vortex, or even swept it with Divine Sense, they would feel their Soul being ripped away.

In the beginning, there were indeed people who had their Souls extracted, which was why Zhaoye City had become the ghost town it was now.

While other Cultivators were avoiding it as quickly as they could, a black-robed figure appeared before the black vortex.

Ancestor Qian Hun extended a withered hand, holding a pitch-black token of twisted, strange, and unknown material.

The token emitted a faint gray barrier, protecting Ancestor Qian Hun and shielding him from the Soul-pulling force of the vortex.

Ancestor Qian Hun touched the black vortex with the token and reached his hand into the vortex, which resembled a meat grinder.

After a few breaths, Ancestor Qian Hun withdrew his hand, grasping a translucent Soul.

"Revered Master..." Yin Moon called out softly.

Ancestor Qian Hun swept a cold gaze over her, filled with intense dissatisfaction.

"Hmph!"

Putting Yin Moon's Soul into a Soul bottle, Ancestor Qian Hun flew through the Void Realm, moving away from the black vortex.

Speeding all the way back to the Thousand Souls Sect, Ancestor Qian Hun returned to his Ghost Soul Hall, sat upon the Ghost Bone Throne, and tossed the Soul bottle aside.

The Soul bottle hit the ground with a crisp sound, rolling a few times before coming to a stop.

Yin Moon drifted out from the mouth of the bottle in a disheveled state. Not daring to harbor any resentment for what had just happened, she respectfully performed a kneeling kowtow to Ancestor Qian Hun.

"Thank you, Revered Master, for saving me."

Ancestor Qian Hun stared at Yin Moon with an eerie gaze. After a long while, he spat out two icy words.

"Useless!"

Yin Moon's Soul body trembled, and she lowered her head, not daring to speak.

Ancestor Qian Hun's heart surged with anger. If he hadn't lacked other preparations, he certainly wouldn't have fished this useless Yin Moon out.

"Later, I will summon the Disciples who won the Secret Realm spots one by one. You will choose a body from among them, and I will assist you with Possession."

Yin Moon was overjoyed and bowed gracefully. "Thank you, Revered Master."

She seemed not to notice how ugly Ancestor Qian Hun's expression was.

Ancestor Qian Hun summoned them one by one as he had said. This practice, different from previous times, did not attract any attention.

In the end, from among the crowd, Yin Moon chose a Junior Sister at the Late Golden Core Stage.

There was no other reason; among the female Cultivators, she had the highest cultivation level.

Yin Moon had never considered changing her gender to become a male Cultivator.

Ancestor Qian Hun nodded, easily deciding the fate of this female Disciple.

Another half month passed.

The time for the Soul Stone Secret Realm to open had arrived!

Ancestor Qian Hun arrived at Zhaoye City early with his Disciples.

From afar, one could see a pitch-black gate appearing in the sky where the black vortex had originally hung.

The gate was tightly shut, exuding a majestic Aura that made one dare not underestimate it.

Both the Righteous Path and the Demonic Path were waiting for Ancestor Qian Hun.

Seeing Ancestor Qian Hun's figure from afar, Ancestor Hundred Insects sneered repeatedly. "Qian Hun, you old thing, you're actually putting on airs, making us fellow Cultivators wait for you for so long!"

"Could it be that you are dissatisfied because your Thousand Souls Sect only obtained a few Secret Realm spots this time, and you are doing this on purpose?"

Ancestor Qian Hun was not afraid of Ancestor Hundred Insects' sarcastic remarks. "Even if that is so, what can you do about it?"

"You..." Ancestor Hundred Insects changed his tone. "You really lack composure. Think of that old thing, Shi Kui; he didn't even get a single spot, and he hasn't caused any trouble."

Ancestor Qian Hun raised an eyebrow. The two old things looked at each other from a distance of several miles, both seeing suspicion in the other's eyes.

What kind of person Shi Kui was—they had all been old friends for hundreds of years, so everyone knew clearly—he was certainly not someone magnanimous.

If he didn't have spots, killing a few Disciples who did to snatch them would be his style.

In these past ten-plus years, the actions of the Ten Puppets Sect had changed somewhat.

It was hard to say if something had happened to the Ten Puppets Sect.

Ancestor Qian Hun's eyes were deep. "Shi Kui does indeed have composure. I should learn from him. Once the Soul Stone Secret Realm closes, I will definitely go to the Ten Puppets Sect to learn properly!"

Ancestor Hundred Insects: "Qian Hun, if you old thing are going, I'm going too!"

The two reached an agreement.

The Righteous Path Cultivators heard some clues, but they did not intend to interfere in the Demonic Path's family affairs, pretending not to understand the underlying meaning.

"Ancestor Qian Hun, where you go hereafter is your freedom. For now, please open the Soul Stone Secret Realm first."

Ancestor Qian Hun nodded and led his Disciples forward.

A female Disciple at the Late Golden Core Stage stood close behind him, and even the Peak Golden Core Disciples were ranked behind her. At this moment, however, no one noticed this formation, as their attention was entirely focused on Ancestor Qian Hun.

In the Righteous Path camp, Xiao Tian and the others were chatting happily via voice transmission.

Chen Xuanfeng: "It seems your mother is about to have trouble. Do you need help?"

Xuan Ming: "Little Four, call me Brother."

Xiao Tian: "Brother Xuan Ming, stop messing around. Ancestor Qian Hun and Ancestor Hundred Insects have ill intentions toward your mother's Ten Puppets Sect. You should send a message to remind her to make arrangements early."

Xuan Ming: "Little Eighth Brother is still the obedient one."

Jin Fugui: "Brother Xuan Ming, if you need help, feel free to ask. Duobao Tower has some standing in the Demonic Cultivator territory."

Xuan Ming: "Little Fifth Brother, just remember to give me a discount. I've been coveting many treasures from Duobao Tower for a long time."

...

Xiao Tian and Jin Fugui, one standing and one sitting, looked at each other helplessly. This "Third Brother" really had no sense of propriety.

Su Xin sent a voice transmission to Xiao Tian: "Since Brother Xuan Ming hasn't spoken up, it means he is confident. Brother Tian, you don't need to worry."

Xiao Tian nodded and said nothing more, but he still informed Luo Yunkai of the situation via a communication talisman.

"Boom!"

The magnificent gate of the Soul Stone Secret Realm swung wide open after Ancestor Qian Hun placed his hand on it.

A rich Soul Qi rushed toward them. Ancestor Qian Hun narrowed his eyes in comfort, feeling as if his Divine Soul were about to Ascend.

The Nascent Soul Cultivators present all wore expressions of enjoyment.

It was just a pity that the time the Soul Qi leaked out was very short, and the group of Nascent Soul Old Ancestors looked unsatisfied.

They looked behind the wide-open gate, where it was dark and gloomy, and the scene inside could not be seen.

In their eyes, obvious greed and... regret were revealed.

It was a pity that only Cultivators under the age of thirty could enter the Soul Stone Secret Realm.

Ancestor Qian Hun turned around. "The hundred people who obtained the Secret Realm spots, gather here."

Blocking the gate with his Nascent Soul physique, no one dared to barge in.

Dozens of people flew out obediently from both the Righteous and Demonic sides, landing in the Void Realm in front of Ancestor Qian Hun.

Xiao Tian's eyes searched the surroundings, and his brows gradually furrowed.

Seeing this, Xuan Ming raised an eyebrow slightly. "Little Eighth Brother, who are you looking for? A sweetheart?"

He looked around with great interest.

Xiao Tian had a face full of black lines.

Chen Xuanfeng guessed who Xiao Tian was looking for, because he was also looking.

The two brothers looked at each other and nodded.

Just as Ancestor Qian Hun stepped aside from the gate behind him and everyone was about to file in, Xiao Tian flew out and stood in front of the Soul Stone Secret Realm gate.

"Wait!"

Instantly, pairs of highly oppressive gazes fixed upon Xiao Tian.