Fourth realm: life mansion.
Even in a major sect like the Sunflame Sect, someone at this level counted as an expert and could secure a position as an inner sect elder.
The third realm, foundation establishment, forged the body into a foundation for the Great Dao. Building on that foundation, the fourth realm condensed essence, qi, and spirit to open an elusive Fate Mansion that existed between reality and illusion.
Once the Fate Mansion was opened, the soul resided within it, granting an extraordinarily heightened sensitivity to heaven and earth and the ability to cast all sorts of astonishingly powerful spells.
Lu Mian was a foundation establishment cultivator who had only just entered the Three Realms. Confronting his opponent head-on would mean certain death.
But Lu Mian had already worked out how to deal with a Fourth Realm: Life Mansion cultivator.
He blew Yun Qizi's ashes away, cleaned up the traces in the room, and took out a bronze mirror.
Soon.
A Yun Qizi stepped out of the bronze mirror.
"Greetings, Chief."
Lu Mian smiled.
"No need for formalities, Martial Nephew Lu."
The Mirror Nightmare Clone laughed.
He went over to where Yun Qizi had been sitting and sat cross-legged on the cushion.
"These are Yun Qizi's belongings. I'll leave them with you for now."
Lu Mian gave Yun Qizi's horsetail whisk, talismans, and pills to the Mirror Nightmare Clone.
If they were putting on an act, they had to commit to it.
It would hardly be worth it if these things gave them away.
The Mirror Nightmare Clone first erased the imprint within the horsetail whisk, then left his own mark on it.
With that, the magical implement belonged exclusively to him.
After confirming that he had overlooked nothing, Lu Mian rose and left the room.
Meanwhile, Yun Qizi