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Inside the secret realm, the little town at the foot of the mountain had grown livelier still. It seemed a few more people had arrived over the past several days.

Any cultivators who had survived until now would have reaped considerable rewards, unless their luck had been exceptionally poor.

Prefecture Lord Wang was waiting outside the pavilion. Ye Jingcheng greeted him, then followed him up the mountain.

Unlike ordinary cultivators, who lived at the mountain's foot, the Nascent Soul True Lords had established palaces farther up.

This both proclaimed their status as True Lords and made it easier for the Nascent Soul Cultivators to patrol the entire secret realm.

After all, this was a fifth-stage secret realm. If cultivators from other sects slipped inside and surrounded them again, the Righteous Path Sect might suffer even greater losses on this expedition to the Earth Immortal Realm.

Naturally, the Righteous Path Sect would not tolerate that.

The only thing Ye Jingcheng wondered was which immortal sect had obtained the mysterious medicinal treasure deep within the Upper Immortal Realm—or whether it had fallen into the hands of cultivators from another realm.

Of course, curiosity was one thing. Ye Jingcheng knew his own limits and would not ask unnecessary questions.

Before long, the two reached the mountainside.

Vast white mist shrouded the mountain.

The mist surged and billowed with the fierce winds, lending the otherwise unremarkable mountain an extraordinary, majestic grandeur.

Its spiritual pressure was also far from weak. It was likely a fifth-stage array.

Ye Jingcheng could not help growing a little more cautious.

"Fellow Daoist Qianchen, there's no need to be so nervous. The sect should be giving you an additional reward this time!" Prefecture Lord Wang said with a slight smile, dispelling much of Ye Jingcheng's uncertainty.

"Although the sect suffered