105: Chapter 105 The Ring, Ye Wuhen

[The Fengxian Secret Realm has finally opened.]

[The massive light gate, like a split wound, hung above the valley, emitting an ancient and mysterious aura.]

[Standing within the Yan Yue Sect team, Chu Sheng took a deep breath and stepped inside.]

[His vision blurred for a moment.]

[In the next instant, he stood between a gray heaven and earth.]

["Holy crap..." Looking at the Secret Realm from the outside didn't feel like much, but only after entering did he realize.]

[This place is too damn big.]

[The sky was a grayish-brown, like it was covered in a layer of old, aged cloth. There was no sun or moon, only a dismal gray light filtering in from all directions.]

[In the distance, a massive black peak pierced the sky, its summit hidden in the clouds and mist, making its height impossible to discern. Around the peak, the outlines of ruins could be faintly seen.]

["This is the Fengxian Secret Realm?"]

[Murong Tian followed as well, his face full of excitement.]

["We're rich, we're rich! There must be treasures in here!"]

[Just then, Chu Sheng's heart suddenly skipped a beat.]

[A familiar aura came from the crowd.]

[He whipped his head around.]

[In the crowd, a young man stood there, completely unremarkable.]

[He looked fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing an ordinary green robe, with delicate features and somewhat shifty eyes.]

["This person... something feels off about him." Chu Sheng's pupils constricted.]

[The Old Grandfather's voice boomed in his mind.]

["Kid, don't act rashly! He has something on him!"]

[Chu Sheng suppressed the throbbing in his heart and looked closely.]

[With this look, cold sweat instantly broke out.]

[That boy had the aura of at least three protective Magic Treasures on him—and they were all Earth Rank!]

[There was also a concealed aura clinging tightly to him, like an invisible shield.]

[The Old Grandfather said in a heavy voice.]

["More than that. He has a mark left by the Dao Palace on him. If you touch him, the experts of the Dao Palace will be able to find you immediately!"]

[Chu Sheng fell silent.]

[Dao Palace.]

[That was an existence capable of moving mountains and filling seas.]

[He was currently only at the Middle Stage Gùzhēn; in front of the Dao Palace, he wasn't even worth being called an ant.]

[But the problem was, that kid himself was only at the Late Stage Yin Qi!]

[He, a Middle Stage Gùzhēn, was afraid of a Late Stage Yin Qi?]

["Old Grandfather," he sent a voice transmission, "am I being too cowardly?"]

[The Old Grandfather sneered.]

["Cowardly? That's called being sensible. He alone isn't scary, but his Dao Protector and the Dao Palace mark behind him are. If you move against him now, it's no different from seeking death."]

[Chu Sheng nodded.]

["Understood. If I can't afford to provoke him, I can afford to hide."]

Chu Sheng watched this scene.

This kid.

A protagonist? Is he here to settle a score?

[For now, he didn't plan to bother with him.]

[Not long after walking, a dark shadow suddenly pounced from the darkness!]

[Middle Stage Gùzhēn!]

[Chu Sheng reacted extremely fast, instantly summoning the demon refining pot, a beam of light covering the dark shadow!]

["Bang——!"]

[The dark shadow was struck by the light and flew backward, crashing into a broken wall.]

[It was a middle-aged man with a sinister face, emitting a bloody aura from his whole body.]

[Loose Cultivator, Blood Hand.]

[He specialized in hunting lone Cultivators in Secret Realms to earn ill-gotten gains.]

["You've got some skill."]

[Blood Hand licked his lips, "But can you fight two alone?"]

[Just as he finished speaking, another figure flashed out from the darkness.]

[White Eyebrow, Early Stage of Gu Zhen, Blood Hand's partner.]

[Specialized in using poison.]

[Chu Sheng's heart sank.]

[These two were coming for him.]

[Murong Tian's face turned pale with fright.]

["Bro... Brother Nie..."]

[Chu Sheng waved his hand.]

["Don't panic."]

[He looked at Blood Hand and White Eyebrow and smiled.]

["Gentlemen, planning a robbery?"]

[Blood Hand gave a sinister laugh.]

["Smart. Hand over the treasures on you, and we'll spare your lives."]

[Chu Sheng nodded.]

["Sure."]

[He patted the immortal slaying gourd at his waist.]

["However, you'll have to ask if it agrees."]

[A purple-gold light flashed and vanished.]

[Blood Hand and White Eyebrow's expressions changed at the same time.]

[That is... the aura of a heaven rank magic treasure?!]

["You...!"]

[Blood Hand's pupils constricted.]

[Chu Sheng smiled.]

["Still want to rob me?"]

[Blood Hand and White Eyebrow looked at each other and turned to run.]

[No joke, a heaven rank magic treasure activated by a Middle Stage Gùzhēn—killing the two of them would be like child's play.]

[Chu Sheng watched their retreating figures and shook his head.]

["Cowards."]

[Zhou Wantang breathed a sigh of relief.]

[Murong Tian had a face full of admiration.]

["Brother Nie, you're too amazing!"]

[Chu Sheng waved his hand.]

["Low profile, low profile."]

[Continuing deeper.]

[Along the way, Chu Sheng encountered many people.]

[There were Cultivators from Yunmeng Prefecture who detoured when they saw him. Presumably, Yun Qingshang had given them a heads-up.]

[There were Body Cultivators from Juye Prefecture who gave him a simple smile and then continued on their way.]

[There were people from the imperial family who passed by with expressionless faces.]

[And then there were those Loose Cultivators, each with flickering eyes, but none dared to approach.]

[Chu Sheng chuckled inwardly.]

[The Old Grandfather warned.]

["Don't get too ahead of yourself. The Magic Treasure is too eye-catching; be careful of being targeted."]

[Chu Sheng nodded.]

["I know."]

[Ahead,Suddenly, the sound of fighting broke out..]

[Chu Sheng led the two of them to creep over and watch from the shadows.]

[It was Ye Wuhen.]

[He was surrounded by three Loose Cultivators again.]

[Three Late Stage Ju Zhen surrounding one Late Stage Yin Qi.]

[No matter how you looked at it, it was a total stomp.]

[But Chu Sheng's eyelids twitched as he watched.]

[Those three Loose Cultivators couldn't even touch the corner of Ye Wuhen's clothes.]

[Ye Wuhen didn't even strike; he just stood there, and the protective Magic Treasures on him automatically activated, blocking all the attacks with beams of light.]

[The three Loose Cultivators grew more and more alarmed as they fought.]

["What kind of fucking monster is this?!"]

[Ye Wuhen still had that cowardly look, shrinking his neck with shifty eyes, still shouting.]

["Don't, don't hit me... I, I don't want to fight..."]

[But with every shout, the light from the Magic Treasures on him grew a bit brighter.]

[Chu Sheng's mouth twitched.]

["Old Grandfather, is he faking it or is it for real?"]

[The Old Grandfather was silent for a moment.]

["Faking it. Top-tier acting."]

[Chu Sheng nodded.]

["Understood. He's pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger."]

[The three Loose Cultivators finally couldn't fight anymore and turned to run.]

[Ye Wuhen suddenly looked up.]

["You want to run after you're done hitting?"]

[He raised his hand.]

[A terrifying Sword Intent descended from the sky!]

[The three Loose Cultivators didn't even have time to scream before they were slashed into a blood mist by that Sword Intent.]

[Ye Wuhen withdrew his hand, still looking like that spineless coward, shrinking his neck as he looked around.]