Grinding Toward Immortality: Starting as a Library Scribe
Chapter 133

The East Wind Dies

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Seeing this, Jiang Yantai immediately stepped forward to support him.

"No need. Forcing a magical treasure to unleash its power with a Qi Refining cultivation consumed rather too much dharma power. I need only recover with this supreme-grade spirit stone."

"Yes. Please rest a while first, Uncle."

After bowing, Jiang Yantai turned around and immediately resumed her arrogant young-mistress demeanor.

"What are you all standing around for? Hurry up and check on the Dreamsilver Red Maiden Flowers. I can handle things here."

With that, Jiang Yantai dispersed the crowd gathering around them, keeping only two trusted aides at her side.

The man possessed by Yan Hua also sat down to meditate where he stood, holding a stone that shimmered with spiritual light as he drew in vital energy.

While circulating his energy, Yan Hua said to Jiang Yantai beside him:

"Yantai, do you know how this Half-Limit Secret Realm came into being? And what your uncle came here for this time?"

Jiang Yantai lowered her eyes and bowed her head humbly, shaking it as she said, "I only have a vague understanding. I know that this Half-Limit Secret Realm was High Person Longyan's territory in ancient times. As for the rest... I know very little."

"I used up most of this supreme-grade spirit stone's spiritual energy just now. While I have the chance, let me tell you some ancient secrets known only to the Immortal Alliance's upper ranks. You may have heard some of them in the sect before, but truth and falsehood are mixed together and hard to distinguish. Take my account as the definitive one."

Yan Hua drew in another breath of rich spiritual energy and slowly continued:

"Before the Immortal Alliance's current structure took shape, High Person Longyan covered the heavens with a single hand. None among

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