"Nine Nether Grotto-Heaven?"
Attending this gathering for the first time, Ji Yuan felt like a country bumpkin. He had never heard of anything and knew nothing.
"An Ancient Secret Realm. The kind that produces Millennial Illusion Spirit Grass."
Dong Qian, who had already obtained the Foundation Establishment Pill recipe, quietly filled him in.
No wonder. Ji Yuan had learned quite a bit about Foundation Establishment Pills by now.
To Qi Refining Cultivators who had yet to reach Foundation Establishment, a Secret Realm that produced Millennial Illusion Spirit Grass was as precious as life itself.
Ji Yuan's first reaction to hearing about such a place was that he neither could nor needed to go.
A Secret Realm had another name: a forbidden land. The sort of forbidden land where death awaited. Every time one opened, people died or were wounded in droves.
The vast majority who ventured inside were cannon fodder.
Stepping stones on the path of some mighty cultivator's rise.
In short, to Ji Yuan, a Secret Realm was just like the front lines. He would not go even if someone beat him to death.
Besides, he already had a way to obtain Millennial Illusion Spirit Grass. That gave him even less reason to go.
His second thought was that even if he did not go, he could still learn more about it.
"Who wouldn't be curious about a place like that? Come on, Brother Ge, tell us."
"Yes. If you can tell us, please do. If not, you can tell me privately later. Consider it a favor owed by me, Liu."
Liu Cangke, the gathering's host, finally spoke up.
The earlier news of Foundation Establishment Pills at the front lines had not stirred him. Or perhaps, having heard it beforehand, he had already made up his mind.
But news