After Fairy Meng Shang and the others analyzed the situation, Dong Ye and the rest understood the benefits of studying cultivation manuals and secret techniques. So, while cleaning up the battlefield, they deliberately collected them. They also had no objections to Ling Tian and Zhuge Xun's request. After all, they knew that without those two realms, they would never have had the chance to clean up the battlefield.
"Tsk, tsk. After the Realm Strife, those of us who took part have not only advanced greatly in cultivation, but we've also acquired quite a few divine artifacts and treasures. Nearly everyone has one or two. We've certainly reaped a rich harvest." Fairy Silver Fox clicked her tongue, her face wreathed in smiles. "More importantly, we've all learned quite a few secret arts. No number of divine artifacts could buy these."
Fairy Silver Fox was referring to secret arts such as the Moon Illusion Technique and the Fleeting Light and Shadow movement art. It was easy to see why. These heaven-defying secret arts were not something just anyone could learn; they were all sect-guarding arts.
Thinking of everything they had gained over the years, Ling Tian's lips curved into a broad smile. He held the Nine-Colored Jade Slip, a profound gleam in his eyes. "The Realm Strife is finally almost over. We'll finally be returning to North Xuan. Min'er and the others should have ascended long ago..."
Ling Tian had been taking part in the Realm Strife for more than ten thousand years, and it had been one or two thousand years since he ascended. He had not seen Hua Min'er and the others in all that time, and the longing had piled up in his heart. During the battles, he had barely noticed it. But now that the outcome was settled,