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One hundred thousand years ago, the Nine Origin Creation Ruler was shattered.
Within it, the nine strands of Essence of Artistic Conception broke free from control.
In the secret realm, a stormy deadlock formed within a hundred-mile radius.
With Lin Qiubai's cultivation level, it would be difficult to delve deeper.
"This is tricky!"
Lin Qiubai rubbed his forehead. Although he knew there were dangers ahead, he had no choice but to venture forth.
The temptation of the Nine Origin Creation Ruler was too great!
Moreover, there was that legendary Nine Origin Creation Embryo, the only one in the Three Thousand Great Realms?!
Such a treasure, if not collected, would be a grave mistake.
However, the immediate priority was to utilize the resources of the secret realm to enhance his cultivation and combat power.
He did not want to find himself helpless against the Essence of Artistic Conception of the wind later on.
Lin Qiubai did not wish to experience the futility of drawing water with a bamboo basket.
With this thought in mind, Lin Qiubai focused his mind and scanned the map of the secret realm.
What disappointed him was:
A vast map surprisingly had no markings for "Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures."
Within a fifty-mile radius, there were no opportunities at all.
Lin Qiubai and Yuan Chonghuan were filled with doubts, and the disciples of the Holy Sect who entered the secret realm were also puzzled.
They ran thousands of miles, dug three feet into the ground, searching everywhere, only to despairingly discover that no opportunities existed.
This was a wasteland.
"Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, Earth Heart Spiritual Nectar, stalactite marrow—none of it is here."
"Is this really a secret realm? This is a place where even birds wouldn't defecate! I should have stayed in the Sect to cultivate."
"I've wasted my cultivation time!"
Throughout the secret realm, the disciples of the Holy Sect cursed and pulled up every small blade of grass along the way.
...
"Could it be that the opportunities here are special and not 'Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures'?"
Yuan Chonghuan furrowed her brows and speculated.
She was unwilling to believe that a secret realm that hadn't opened to the world for ten thousand years was actually a wasteland.
"Let's wander around some more. If there really are no opportunities... hm!"
Lin Qiubai sneered, his expression cold. With his greedy nature, if he couldn't obtain Fortune, he would surely set his sights on the Source of the Small World.
"It's getting dark. I sense a dangerous aura approaching..."
Yuan Chonghuan looked up at the sky.
"Why don't I feel any sense of crisis?"
"Do you doubt my intuition?"
Yuan Chonghuan shot Lin Qiubai a glare. Since her identity as a girl was already exposed, her little arrogance and mischievousness showed no restraint in front of Lin Qiubai.
"It really is time to take a break."
Lin Qiubai was skeptical of Yuan Chonghuan's intuition. However, he did not argue. He knew that reasoning with a little girl was futile.
Thus, Lin Qiubai landed in a desolate wilderness.
Looking around in confusion, there were no shelters; it was all barren land. Trying to use the Gorge for cover would be a luxury.
"Let's do it ourselves and ensure we have enough to eat."
Lin Qiubai took out his Spear, and a thousand Blood Spears instantly condensed, transforming into a Blood Python that crashed violently into the ground.
With a loud bang, sand and dirt flew, revealing a deep pit.
Tonight, they could only hide in the underground cave...
Lin Qiubai flicked his fingers, shooting out numerous formations, some for concealment and others for protection...
These formations took root in the void, sheltering the entire deep pit and reinforcing its walls.
Lin Qiubai's mastery of formations was not systematic, but he made up for it with sheer quantity!
One formation after another stacked up, becoming unbreakable and forming a temporary refuge as solid as a fortress.
"We'll stay here for tonight."
Lin Qiubai took out a storage ring, which contained plenty of food, water, and daily necessities. He handed it to Yuan Chonghuan.
During his experiences, Lin Qiubai had stocked up on a large amount of supplies. This ring had everything one could need.
Girls were often more troublesome; this ring would save him a lot of hassle.
"Take whatever you need directly."
After saying that, Lin Qiubai sat cross-legged and continued to reinforce the formations.
Yuan Chonghuan examined the ring and recalled the two Blood Crystals Lin Qiubai had given her.
Her face, hidden beneath the jade pendant, suddenly flushed crimson.
She felt shy, not because her identity as a girl had been discovered.
Rather, it was because Yuan Chonghuan had always regarded herself as a boy, determined to wield a sword against enemies and to travel across famous mountains and rivers...
Unexpectedly, she had just experienced what it felt like to be a girl.
For some reason, recalling Lin Qiubai's gaze made her feel inexplicably comfortable.
And why was she feeling shy?!
The more Yuan Chonghuan thought about it, the more anxious she became; her male persona was completely collapsing.
"I wonder what Lin Qiubai thinks in his heart?"
Her gaze remained fixed on Lin Qiubai, wanting to ask one question: Was she beautiful just now?
But she couldn't disturb Lin Qiubai's busy work and could only watch quietly.
As time passed, the formations Lin Qiubai conjured became increasingly complex.
Intricate and intertwined.
They tightly shielded external perceptions and gazes, yet from the inside, one could see the scenery outside.
However, night had fully descended; it was pitch black outside, with no starlight or moonlight.
"What a strange secret realm."
Yuan Chonghuan complained. He ignited the small furnace within Lin Qiubai's ring and began preparing food on the grill.
Suddenly, it was as if bats sleeping in a dark, damp cave were startled awake.
Countless blood-red vertical eyes appeared in the sky, enormous like beast heads, even from afar.
The bloody light cast down, enveloping the entire secret realm in a faint layer of crimson glow.
At this moment, warriors throughout the secret realm looked up at the sky, their expressions filled with disbelief.
Before they could react, these strange beasts swooped down from the sky like golden-winged Dapengs, accompanied by howling winds that stirred the night.
Those warriors who were a moment too slow to find shelter were torn apart in an instant.
Then, they saw the blood-red vertical eyes converge and engage in a brutal fight!
The battle was fierce; every second, a blood-red vertical eye was shattered, splattering blood everywhere.
Every second, one could hear the piercing cries of the strange beasts falling, their corpses turned to mush and scattered by the demonic winds.
"These strange beasts..."
Lin Qiubai was bewildered, unsure of what kind of secret realm this truly was.
"This is the Ripped Corpse Blood Bat. In ancient times, to prevent powerful warriors from self-destructing and breaking the rules, any warrior found to have self-destructed and then resumed cultivation would have their powers stripped away and be thrown into the divine altar to be devoured by the Ripped Corpse Blood Bat..."
"In other words, this place is actually an ancient execution ground?"
"Moreover, why kill a warrior who has self-inflicted a wound?"
The words of the weapon spirit left too many questions.
"The Ancient Execution Ground, so to speak. Warriors who have inflicted a wound upon themselves possess two lives, which allows them to act without restraint. They can easily slaughter entire families or wipe out entire sects.
Any intelligent powerful individual would feel threatened. What if one day this person goes mad and starts killing their descendants and families?
Therefore, when a warrior who has self-inflicted a wound is discovered committing indiscriminate killings, they will be jointly hunted down. Do not underestimate the terror of spontaneous organizations. In such situations, many powerful individuals often participate in the hunt. Thus, some rules in the cultivation world cannot be violated."
Lin Qiubai nodded.
That made sense; killing an entire family was akin to forcibly implementing population control.
If mass slaughter became rampant, only a few sects or families would be able to protect themselves.
In the Three Thousand Great Realms, even with a population as numerous as grains of sand in the Ganges, it would still not be enough to cover the dead.
To ensure normal reproduction, a complete set of rules must be established.
"It's just that this place is an execution ground, so there won't be any opportunities here, right?"
Lin Qiubai felt somewhat disappointed.
The weapon spirit shook its head: "Not at all; on the contrary, there are even richer opportunities here!"
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