"Where did this insect come from, seeking death!"
The Demon King was furious when he saw someone actually daring to wield a sword and attack him.
"Who is this woman! So courageous!"
Everyone was shocked beyond words to see someone actually taking the initiative to attack the demonic creature in the sky!
"Junior Sister, be careful!"
Lin Bai had never expected that his junior sister borrowing his sword would lead to this...!
It was too late to stop her now!
He could only hope for a miracle to happen!
The Demon King roared, demonic energy surging into the sky. With a thunderous slap, he aimed to smash this insect courting death into pulp!
But Mu Shuixian, sword in hand, pierced straight through his descending palm and continued her ascent.
The searing pain in his hand only made the Demon King more ferocious and enraged.
Dark, oppressive demonic energy flooded the heavens, shaking the entire realm!
"Impossible!"
"Who are you? Why is there still a powerhouse like you in the Eastern Region!"
The Demon King roared.
He couldn't understand why this insect was so young yet possessed such powerful cultivation!
Weren't the geniuses of the Eastern Region all slaughtered by them?
"Insignificant ant, there's no need for you to know this Empress's name."
Mu Shuixian stood in the air, holding the sword.
The Azure Lotus Sword in her hand emitted a dazzling light, and then a massive sword energy slashed out.
"No!"
Sensing the fatal threat, the Demon King roared.
"Damn blood meals, you wait! Our demonic army will make a comeback! By then, jie..."
Before the Demon King could finish speaking, the sharp sword energy pierced through his body, and then he vanished like smoke.
Lin Bai was completely dumbfounded. Junior Sister had slaughtered the Demon King...?
Looking at the figure in the sky—sword energy crisscrossing, slaying a demon with a single strike, then turning to leave as gracefully as she came.
He couldn't help but sigh. His path of sword cultivation still had a very long way to go.
Although everyone was saved, they were still in a daze.
If they remembered correctly, wasn't this secret realm meant for disciple training? That Demon King couldn't even withstand a single sword strike from you—why did you have to come ruin our fun?!
Later, they figured it must've been some life-saving trump card bestowed by her sect. After all, this secret realm only allowed those under twenty-two—there's no way someone that powerful was actually her true strength.
"Damn it, Brother Shi! Your junior sister is actually so powerful!"
"Hehe, was that a life-saving trump card given by your sect master?"
Look at her trump card, then look at theirs—there was no comparison at all!
That damned Demon King even said it was just a tickle!
Damn it!
Wang Teng muttered irritably. If that Demon King hadn't vanished, he would've gone up there and kicked him a few times himself!
"It should... be, right?"
Shi Hao recovered from his shock.
These matters were far beyond what a disciple like him should be worrying about.
"Here, take it back."
"A fine blade."
Mu Shuixian approached Lin Bai and returned the Azure Lotus Sword.
As someone who had once stepped into the Great Emperor Realm, she naturally recognized it—
The personal sword of the legendary Sword God from the ancient era.
What puzzled her was how such a weapon ended up in the hands of Qingyu's senior brother.
Back then, when the Sword God perished, his sword also disappeared. The sword cultivators throughout the Central Region searched frantically but couldn't find it. How could it have ended up in the Eastern Region?
Azure Cloud Sect...
"Ah, oh," Lin Bai, who had come to his senses, hurriedly took the sword.
In the following day, the disciples of the various sects also searched the secret realm for a day, and more or less had some gains.
Yet no new lucky souls emerged this time, and the saint's inheritance remained hidden.
As the end time approached, a vortex appeared above the secret realm, exactly the same as when they entered.
"Let's go, Brother Shi, the exit of the secret realm has opened."
The exit of the secret realm only opened for half a day. If they didn't leave after half a day, they would have to wait for the next opening of the secret realm.
This trip could be considered worthwhile.
Outside Qilin City of the Qilin Dynasty.
The elders of the various sects had all gathered here, hoping that their disciples could obtain the saintly inheritance. If not, getting more resources would also be acceptable.
The vortex appeared outside Qilin City, and disciples walked out one after another.
As time was about to run out, most of the disciples from the various sects had come out.
Looking at the disciples who had been reduced to less than half, everyone couldn't help but sigh.
The competition in this secret realm was truly too fierce!
"How was it? Did any saintly inheritance appear?"
An elder stepped forward and asked impatiently.
"No, and we didn't find anything valuable either."
"You didn't? Then why was the competition so fierce? So many people died," the elder asked suspiciously.
"Elder, we ran into a massive horde of demonic creatures inside! Most of us nearly died in that secret realm."
"Thankfully, disciples from the holy lands and a powerful female prodigy stepped in and wiped them out."
The disciple still spoke with lingering fear.
"Demonic creatures!"
...
"Farewell, Brother Shi. Should the opportunity arise, come take tea at my Eastern Profound Holy Land."
After Wang Teng finished speaking, he turned around and left with the remaining disciples of his sect.
Including him, their holy land had sent twenty-one people, and three were lost in the secret realm.
"Farewell, Brother Wang."
Shi Hao and his companions also turned to leave.
Wang Teng, as a holy son of a region, didn't have much arrogance, so they were still willing to befriend him. Having one more friend meant one more path, although this kid was quite fond of showing off...
"Master!"
The three of them saw Feng Qingyang from afar and hurriedly ran over.
Feng Qingyang was chatting and laughing with the Qilin monarch.
"Yu'er, are you alright?"
"Your elder brother said he didn't see you in the secret realm. He said there were demonic creatures inside. You didn't encounter any, did you?"
Hua Qingyu's elder brother had been focused on finding opportunities since entering the secret realm, and he only heard about the demonic creatures from others.
He also heard that the one who slaughtered the Demon King was a woman in a red dress. He was grateful that he hadn't gone after hearing the rumors, otherwise he might not have come out alive.
"Father, I'm fine. Thanks to the protection of my two senior brothers."
Hearing his little sister's words, Shi Hao and Lin Bai's expressions were a bit unnatural.
They thought of the figure who had slain the demon with a single sword...
"Haha, it's good that you're alright."
The Qilin monarch said, "I must also thank the two prodigies from the supreme sect for protecting Yu'er."
"No, no, no, Qingyu is our junior sister. It's our duty, our duty."
Shi Hao and Lin Bai didn't know what to say.
Should they say your daughter is so strong she killed the Demon King with a single stroke? That she never needed our protection?
"Alright, since there's nothing else here, let's return to the sect."
Everything was now ready, only waiting to open the mountain gates to recruit disciples.
"Farewell, Your Majesty," Feng Qingyang stepped forward and said. Over the past two days, he had been treated to fine wine and exquisite food in the royal palace, enjoying a brief taste of luxury.
"Farewell, Sect Master Feng."
The Qilin Monarch said, "Yu'er, once you arrive at the Supreme Sect, you must cultivate diligently." He didn't forget to remind her before parting.
"Yes, I understand, Father."
After Hua Qingyu finished speaking, she boarded the Azure Cloud warship with Shi Hao and the others.
On the way.
"Master, we gained quite a lot this time!"
Shi Hao then recounted to Feng Qingyang the entire process of how they obtained the saintly medicine in the ruins and defeated the demonic creatures.
"Saintly medicine."
Feng Qingyang fell into thought.
That's right—damn it! The Azure Cloud Sect didn't even have an alchemist. Should he go and invite (capture) an Alchemy Saint to join?
"Demonic race, huh? We'll uproot them sooner or later!"
"It's good that the three of you are alright."
Feng Qingyang had also learned about the origins of the Ancient Saint Secret Realm during his two days in the royal palace.
To put it simply—it was survival of the fittest. In the brutal world of cultivation, there was no other law.
But one day, when the knife and the fish switched places, the demonic race would come to know the true might of the Azure Cloud Sect of the Eastern Region!