Lu Ren stepped through the gate of light. A violent spatial storm swept over him, spinning him faster and faster until he passed out.
"Where... am I?"
When Lu Ren woke, a sharp pain stabbed through his head. Then he made out his surroundings.
He was lying halfway down a mountain, covered in blood. The spatial storm seemed to have injured him.
"This is Mianbei Realm!"
Xiao Man spoke.
"This is Mianbei Realm?"
Startled, Lu Ren sprang to his feet. But when he took a step, he found the space here astonishingly solid. Every movement met resistance; walking was no longer as effortless as before.
The space here is so strong!
Lu Ren was secretly amazed.
And it was not just the space. Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy was abundant here, and cultivating Heaven and Earth Momentum was more than ten times as effective as it had been on Xuanhuang Continent.
"Xiao Man, what makes Mianbei Realm so dangerous?"
Lu Ren could not help asking.
"In Mianbei Realm, there's no friendship, only profit. Don't trust anyone you meet. If you're strong, people will avoid you. If you're weak, they'll either subdue you or refine you into a saint pill!"
Xiao Man's voice rang out.
"A saint pill? What's that?"
Lu Ren asked.
"Saint pills are made through a special alchemical method unique to Mianbei Realm. People are used as ingredients, their saint body energy refined into pills. They can only be made here."
Xiao Man's tone was flat.
"Using people to make pills? Isn't that too cruel?"
Lu Ren drew a deep breath.
"What's so cruel about it? Is killing people not cruel? In Mianbei Realm, people eat people. If you want to live, you can't afford mercy."
Xiao Man spoke.
"Even with my current strength, I can't survive here?"