"It's all my fault... If I hadn't been so eager to chase that eagle, Junior Brother wouldn't have been injured."
"Senior Sister, don't blame yourself. This is a secret realm, and none of us has ever been here before!"
"There's something eerie about this place. If I'd known, I never would have come!"
Just as Wang Xian took out a small knife and prepared to cut into it, a burst of noisy chatter arose from nearby.
Startled, he blurted out, "Wasn't this supposed to be a secret realm? How could there be people here?"
Who would have thought Wuyue couldn't be bothered to answer him at all, acting as if she were asleep.
At that moment, two men and a woman appeared in the distance ahead, staring blankly at Wang Xian...
"Who are you?"
"Who are you?"
"We're disciples of Hundred Flowers Valley. What about you?"
"That... I am too. No, that's not right. I'm only a menial disciple..."
"Heavens, how could a menial disciple enter the secret realm? Senior Sister, what's going on?"
"Heh heh, whether you believe me or not, I got lost and somehow ended up here."
After a long bout of chatter, Wang Xian was stunned, and so were the few young men and women.
Wang Xian had never expected to actually cross over into the secret realm, while the young men and women had even less expected that a newly arrived menial disciple would barge into it.
After all, even the five of them had only managed to obtain a spot through the painstaking efforts of their respective masters, allowing them to enter the secret realm deep within Hundred Flowers Valley.
What right did a menial disciple have to enter as well?
A young woman dressed in white, her clothes stained with a few