A True Sword Cultivator

Chapter 782: A True Sword Cultivator

Western Han, Qingyang Sect.

In Qingyang Hall, Lin Zongze, the sect leader of Qingyang Sect, was reporting something to Qiao Zizai.

"What? A secret realm that might be the Ancient Cultivator's Cave Mansion has appeared near Sanxin Market?" Qiao Zizai asked in disbelief.

"That's right. Many people saw it—a palace appeared near Sanxin Market. But the secret realm closed on its own after only a few days. The Market Town Management Office is now arresting cultivators who came out of it. Junior Nephew Wang entered the secret realm and made it out alive. He came back early to report."

Qiao Zizai's eyes lit up. "Where is he? Hurry and bring him in."

"Junior Nephew Wang, come in." Lin Zongze called loudly toward the hall entrance.

Wang Feng walked in and bowed to the two men. "This disciple, Wang Jing, pays his respects to Uncle-Master Lin and Ancestor Master Qiao."

"Skip the formalities. Junior Nephew Chen, tell us what happened, from beginning to end. Don't leave out a single word," Qiao Zizai ordered sternly.

Wang Feng acknowledged him and recounted the entire matter truthfully.

After hearing Wang Feng's account, Qiao Zizai nodded. "So you entered the secret realm by chance? Were there many High-Grade Spirit Herbs inside?"

"Yes, there were indeed many High-Grade Spirit Herbs in the secret realm, but it was also dangerous. I found an eight-hundred-year-old Purple Star Grass, but it was guarded by a fifth-grade Scorpion Demon. I was no match for it and could only flee. I stayed in the secret realm for several days, then was suddenly teleported out. As soon as I left, I hurried back to report to Sect Leader Uncle. These are the Spirit Herbs I gathered. Please accept them, Ancestor Master Qiao."

Wang Feng took a