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Zheng Tian's face lit up with excitement as he quickly nodded in agreement. "Rest assured, Master. If I encounter that brat in the secret realm, I will definitely make him understand why the flowers are so red."
The Ninth Elder slightly nodded and waved his hand, signaling Zheng Tian that he could leave.
Zheng Tian bowed in obedience and slowly walked towards the exit of the grand hall. As he stepped outside, a cold smile crept onto his lips, replacing the earlier expression of eagerness. He was the eldest disciple of his master, showered with countless favors and resources for cultivation. How could Yun Fan compete with him for attention?
As long as his master sought to recruit talented disciples, Zheng Tian would ensure that it all went awry. New disciples could be accepted, but not those top-tier prodigies. If they were to take resources that should belong to him, it would be unacceptable.
Many disciples shared this sentiment; after all, they were already favored. If a disciple with even greater talent caught their master's eye and received careful nurturing, they would merely become a supporting character, which many would find hard to accept.
Half a month later, in a secluded courtyard within the Core Disciple area...
Yun Fan slowly opened his eyes from meditation, a radiant smile spreading across his face. After this period of closed-door cultivation, he had broken through his bottleneck and reached the fifth level of the Xuan Yuan Realm, taking a step forward in his progress.
With some more diligent practice, he was confident he could push through to Level Six of the Xuan Yuan Realm. However, his resources were nearly depleted; he only had a few Qian Zhong Pin Ling Shi left to purchase some Demon Beast Inner Pills for cultivation.
Yet, this amount was insufficient for him; one closed-door session would consume it all. He needed to take on missions to earn spirit stones and enhance his cultivation.
Having made up his mind, Yun Fan stepped out of his room. The bright sunlight poured down, illuminating his chiseled features and making him appear extraordinarily handsome. Especially in that robe, combined with his slender figure, he truly resembled a young nobleman.
As he activated the formation and walked through the Core Disciple area, he spotted Feng Qingyang approaching with a smile on his face.
Yun Fan grinned back at him politely.
"Feng Xiong, I didn't expect to run into you here," Feng Qingyang said with a smirk, teasingly.
"I've been waiting for you to arrive," he added.
Yun Fan responded with a curious "Oh," sensing that there was something important he needed to know. "What is it, Feng Xiong?"
Feng Qingyang didn't hold back and smiled as he explained, "Yun Xiong, you haven't been a Core Disciple for long, so you might not be aware that the Xuan Ling Secret Realm will be opening in a month. Any Core Disciple below the Diyuan Realm can participate."
"I wanted to inform you so that you don't miss out on this opportunity."
Yun Fan was taken aback by this news; he had indeed never heard of the Xuan Ling Secret Realm before. "Could you explain what the Xuan Ling Secret Realm is, Feng Xiong?" he asked, a hint of confusion in his voice.
Feng Qingyang was somewhat surprised that Yun Fan had never heard of the Xuan Ling Secret Realm.
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