The Secret Realm Opens
"Junior Brother Wang, someone is looking for you outside."
Early in the morning, just as Wang Baole finished his day's cultivation, a disciple from the External Affairs Institute came to his door.
Wang Baole cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for conveying this message, Senior Brother."
"It's alright, it's my duty."
The disciple said with a smile.
Without lingering or notifying anyone, Wang Baole walked alone toward the camp gate.
From afar, he spotted a familiar figure—none other than Wang Yulin.
Wang Baole walked up to Wang Yulin and asked casually, "You've come."
Wang Yulin was taken aback. "You knew I would come?"
"I guessed it, because you only ever believe what you see."
Wang Baole spoke in a very calm tone, as if he were recounting something ordinary.
But this tone and expression made Wang Yulin extremely uncomfortable. She asked defiantly, "Why won't you tell me the truth?"
Wang Baole laughed and said, "Even if I told you, you wouldn't believe me, would you?"
"I..."
Wang Yulin couldn't find a rebuttal for a moment, and said angrily, "You... you weren't like this before."
"Yes, I've changed."
Wang Baole said calmly, "You're right. We're not from the same world, and this marriage was forced upon us by our ancestor. After this trip to the secret realm, I will naturally report to our ancestor and ask him to dissolve our marriage."
"You... you want to break off our engagement?"
Wang Yulin looked at Wang Baole with disbelief. She hadn't come today with the intention of breaking off the engagement; she just wanted to regain her confidence from Wang Baole. Instead, she was met with a devastating blow.
Wang Baole asked seriously, "Isn't this what you've always wanted? Why are you having second thoughts now that I've agreed?"
Wang Yulin grew angrier the more she thought about it and blurted out, "You... you're ungrateful! Without our Wang Clan, you would have starved to death on the streets long ago!"
Wang Baole smiled and said unhurriedly, "I only said that I was breaking off the engagement with you, not with the Wang Clan. From beginning to end, I owe the Wang Clan, not you, Wang Yulin. The Wang Clan has so many Wang Clan, it makes no difference to them who I marry."
Besides, given the choice between a useless son-in-law and a prodigy son-in-law, the patriarch and the Wang Clan know how to choose.
These words completely shattered Wang Yulin's psychological defenses. She took a few steps back, her eyes gradually losing their light, and left dejectedly.
As Wang Baole watched her departing figure, half of the pent-up frustration and resentment that had been building up in his heart for years vanished in that instant.
Time flies, and the day for the opening of the Great Void Secret Realm has arrived.
Early that morning, before everyone set off, Chu Feng specially gathered all four of his disciples together.
Are you all ready?
Everyone said in unison, "We are all ready."
Chu Feng said, "Alright, let's set off then."
Xiao Chen said, "Master, please wait. The four of us haven't exchanged the password yet, and we should reveal our identities before going in, otherwise we might accidentally hurt each other."
Chu Feng laughed and said, "You kid, you've got this routine pretty perfected. Why don't you guys reveal your true identities first?"
Xiao Chen's storage ring flashed, and then a figure in Black Robe struck him. "Black-Robed God of Slaughter."
Cao Youqian also donned a black cloak. "Then I'll be called the Black Robe Madman."
Qin Qin, draped in a white cloak and wearing a white mask, declared herself "The White-Robed Zither Demon."
Wang Baole: "Senior brothers and sisters, you all seem so skilled at this."
Cao Youqian laughed and said, "Master said we should have several aliases when we're out in the world, otherwise we'll easily attract hatred. What about yours, Little Fatty?"
Wang Baole looked helpless. "I only prepared one mask," he said, taking out a pig's head mask from his storage bag.
puff...
Cao Youqian laughed out loud, quite unkindly. "Junior Brother Wang, how could you use such an ordinary mask?"
Chu Feng rubbed his temples, took out a black robe and a mask from the Great Evolution Holy Land from his storage bag, and handed them over.
"Just make do with this. Remember to use the code when you see your senior sister, otherwise she might accidentally hurt you."
"Thank you, Master."
Wang Baole accepted the robe and mask with a smile.
In no time, the group came up with the code. "Heavenly King covers the Earth Tiger, Pagoda suppresses the River Demon."
The Mountain-Moving Marquis was stunned by this scene. He wanted to say something several times, but he swallowed his words back.
"Set off!!!"
Without much preamble, after everyone had finished their roll call, King Hengjiang waved his hand and led his disciples toward the valley where the Great Void Secret Realm was located.
In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, more than a hundred people from the Dao-Seeking Academy appeared outside the valley.
Although there weren't many people, each of them exuded a powerful aura, especially the leader, the King Hengjiang. Just by standing there, he inspired a desire to look up to everyone.
Soon, the cultivators from the Great Sage gathered outside the valley.
Besides the Dao-Seeking Academy and the Great Evolution Holy Land, they are: the Supreme Purity Holy Land, the Divine Sword Holy Land, the Northern Abyss Holy Dynasty, the Nine Nether Holy Land, the Emotion-Forsaking Palace, the Blood God Sect, the Ethereal Holy Land, and the Great Thunderclap Temple.
Representatives from the Great Sage appeared in the valley and greeted each other.
The old monk from the Great Thunderclap Temple spoke up, "Gentlemen, the time has come; let us begin."
"Good."
Everyone responded and then took out an antique-looking key from their storage rings.
They infused their magic into the keys, and immediately the ten keys emitted Dao Light that pointed straight to the sky, converging into a huge magic circle in the sky. The light from the magic circle then descended from the sky into the valley.
A huge gate of light appeared in the valley.
Chu Feng subconsciously used his divine sense to probe into the portal of light, only to feel endless darkness.
At the end of that endless darkness, there lingered an ancient, weathered, and destructive aura.
He could vaguely sense that the Spiritual Qi and laws on the other side of the portal seemed to be different from the world he was in.
But soon, Chu Feng's consciousness felt a sense of rejection; something in the darkness was driving his consciousness away.
Chu Feng stopped exploring and withdrew his divine sense.
After the portal opened.
Representatives from the Great Sage spoke up one after another, "Which holy land will be the first to enter this time?"
The old monk spoke up, "Amitabha, it's just our turn, Great Thunderclap Temple."
The leaders from the other holy sites said in unison, "Then the disciples of your Great Thunderclap Temple may go in first."
"Amitabha! All you novices, why don't you hurry and enter the Great Void Holy Land?"
"I will obey the decree!"
The group of bald men headed towards the Great Void Secret Realm.
A moment later, the disciples of the Dao-Seeking Academy had entered the secret realm. Chu Feng watched the figures disappear at the entrance of the secret realm and thought to himself: I wonder what kind of surprise you little guys will bring me this time. I'm really looking forward to it...