Operation on Hold

No sensible person would activate a teleportation platform of unknown origin without a second thought.

Yet this cultivator named Zhou Xin was full of adventurous spirit.

Of course, Zhou Xin was not alone. The Heavenly Treasure Sacred Land had not chosen the disciples sent into the spatial rift at random.

The Sacred Land had promised generous rewards, and every one of them had volunteered.

So the disciples who entered the spatial rift all had a taste for adventure.

For Zhou Xin, taking a gamble might mean advancing from the Immortal Venerable Middle Stage to the Immortal Venerable Late Stage.

As it turned out, his gamble had paid off. The Immortal Spirit Herbs in his hands alone were enough to secure the resources he needed to attempt a breakthrough to the Immortal Venerable Late Stage.

"Elder Wu, I didn't know where that teleportation platform would send me."

"But I figured that since it was inside the Profound Sun Sect, there was little chance it would lead somewhere dangerous."

"Most likely, it led to a place of great importance to their sect."

"Or it might have been an escape route for when the sect faced disaster. Wherever they fled to, there might be an opportunity waiting."

"Or if the platform could take me into one of those larger palace complexes, I'd certainly gain more than I would from this small one."

"Either way, I thought my chances of finding an opportunity were greater than my chances of being trapped somewhere deadly."

"I never expected the platform to send me back, though." A faint trace of regret crept into Zhou Xin's voice.

Zhao Gang and Elder Wu both nodded to themselves as they listened.

No cultivator who had reached the Immortal Venerable realm was a reckless fool, even if he took bold risks.