As they flew along, the vast secret realm gradually grew livelier.
No one knew how many cultivators had entered the secret realm. There were probably more than ten thousand Mahayana cultivators alone.
Any cultivator who met the required cultivation level and could make it to the vicinity of the Chihong Sect had entered the Immortal Mist to cultivate. A mere five or six years of secluded cultivation here could save them a hundred or even several hundred years of arduous cultivation outside. Using the pure energy here to break through a minor realm was no difficult matter, either. With such a wonderful opportunity, who would let it slip by?
They happened to be in the period when cultivators were emerging from seclusion, and large numbers of them were flying across the lake.
With Immortal Fairy Lan Ruo's beauty, she would normally have drawn everyone's attention. But now, whenever people recognized Qin Fengming, they would immediately turn pale with fright and flee at top speed.
"Why is everyone running? As long as you don't attack this Qin, this Qin won't rob you."
Qin Fengming waved at the cultivators scattering in all directions, greeting them without the slightest concern. Immortal Fairy Lan Ruo, however, felt something strange.
In the past, wherever she went, she had always been the center of attention, with the gathered cultivators treating her respectfully. But ever since she had met Qin Fengming, whether at the exchange gathering or in the secret realm, whenever she stood beside Qin Fengming, it seemed that no one noticed her anymore.
Watching the smiling young cultivator beside her, the female cultivator who had lived for nearly ten thousand years suddenly felt as if she no longer recognized the Cultivation World. This scene differed so greatly from the Cultivation World she knew that it