Xue Fuyao certainly did not believe these people were acting out of kindness, wanting to leave all the gains from the secret realms to other small sects, small lineages, or rogue cultivators.
If these people really thought that way, sows would not merely be able to climb trees-they would probably ascend on the spot.
The more she thought about it, the more wrong it seemed. These secret realms in Ning City were probably not so simple.
"As the saying goes, hearing about something a hundred times is no substitute for seeing it once. I should go take a look myself."
With that thought, Xue Fuyao rose again, left the teahouse, and headed toward one of the secret realms.
Since these secret realms had appeared within the past six months, they had simply been named with numbers for ease of recordkeeping, from One to Thirteen.
The one Xue Fuyao came to was Secret Realm Thirteen, the last to appear. It was also the secret realm where Zhang Qi's parents had died.
As soon as she reached the vicinity of the secret realm, she was stunned by the sea of people before her.
"You're here to explore the secret realm too, right?"
Xue Fuyao had only just arrived when a youth in coarse clothing jogged up to her.
She nodded at his words. "Yes. I heard that many new secret realms had appeared around Ning City, and that anyone could enter, so I hurried over."
Hearing this, the youth said, "That was indeed the case not long ago, but some time has passed since then. Everyone here rushed over after hearing the news."
"In that case, why aren't they going in? Why are they blocking the way here instead?" Xue Fuyao asked, feigning curiosity.
The youth explained, "There's a reason for that,