Chapter 179: Secret Realm, The Saintess Seeks Help

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Mu Yunsu’s actions, in the end, were out of goodwill.

However, due to the situation, the banquet had to end abruptly. Still, whether in terms of demeanor or strength, Chen Fei had already gained the recognition of many.

Maqi, for one, was quite straightforward. He walked over with a grin, taking out his token. “Junior Brother Chen, a bet is a bet! It was my poor judgment. I hope you won’t hold it against me.”

“Of course not!” Chen Fei smiled and waved his hand. Then, after taking out his own token to receive the contribution points, he laughed and said, “I’ve long heard that our Holy Land’s food and wine are top-notch. Senior Brother Maqi, would you care to have a drink?”

“Gladly!” Maqi hesitated for a moment before nodding with a smile. “But that means you’re going to be footing a hefty bill tonight!”

It was obvious that food and drink in the Holy Land didn’t come cheap.

It made sense, though—cultivators had refined tastes, and the ingredients used were of the highest grade. But the cost really was heart-wrenching.

Just this one table of food cost 150 contribution points! Equivalent to a hundred top-grade Tier 3 pills!

Such a price would be unimaginable in any empire outside. In short—extravagant!

“Thanks to Junior Brother Chen today, it’s been a while since I last visited Drunken Immortal Pavilion!” Maqi said cheerfully.

Besides Maqi, the Ziyang Saintess had also come.

It was evident that Ziyang was very interested in Chen Fei. Hearing this, she smiled softly and said, “Indeed. Even I can’t afford to come here often. But today, we’re in for a treat!”

Miao Yue’s eyes lit up. “It’s been years since I’ve been out. I wonder if the flavors here have changed.”

With that, she picked up a piece of food and narrowed her eyes in satisfaction.

“No need to be polite, everyone!” Chen Fei laughed warmly.

Although 150 contribution points were a lot, Chen Fei could afford it. More importantly, the points came from Maqi’s loss, so technically, it was Maqi who treated them.

The benefit of socializing was that it helped one quickly build connections.

After a few rounds of drinks, everyone loosened up.

As the saying goes: a balance between work and rest is essential, even for cultivators. Proper entertainment and relaxation were necessary. This was also one of the reasons why dance and music had endured for thousands of years.

“Speaking of which, Junior Brother Chen came at just the right time. In a few days, the Xianle Secret Realm should be opening, right?” Maqi suddenly brought up.

“Xianle Secret Realm?” Chen Fei repeated curiously.

“Looks like Junior Brother Chen is truly blessed by fortune,” Ziyang Saintess picked up the conversation. “The Xianle Secret Realm is exclusive to Foundation Establishment cultivators. Everyone in the Heavenly Apex Holy Land at this level is allowed to enter. And even those in the Core Formation Realm would be envious of what’s inside!”

Miao Yue clapped her forehead. “I remember now! I entered the Xianle Secret Realm right after joining the Holy Land. Chen Fei, this is a great opportunity!”

Chen Fei was intrigued.

By right, cultivators of the Holy Land had seen and experienced much. So what could be inside a Foundation-level secret realm that would interest them so much?

Ziyang Saintess’ eyes sparkled. “Speaking of which, Junior Brother Chen, I have a favor to ask of you!”

Miao Yue immediately reacted and gave Chen Fei a glance.

In truth, she had the banquet to thank—otherwise, she might not have remembered the Xianle Secret Realm! Since Chen Fei was her fiancé, she certainly couldn’t let others take advantage of him.

“Sister Ziyang, that’s a bit against the rules, isn’t it?” Miao Yue said with a smile.

Ziyang maintained her smile. “I know the rules. The Xianle Secret Realm may not be life-threatening, but if one takes risks recklessly, they can lose the right to explore. What I need may not be attainable by ordinary Foundation cultivators—but Junior Brother Chen definitely can get it!”

“There’s no guarantee,” Miao Yue said gently. “No one can predict what’ll happen inside a secret realm.”

Ziyang hesitated before turning to Chen Fei. “Don’t worry, Junior Brother Chen. I wouldn’t ask for your help for nothing! Ten top-grade Tier 4 pills—and a Heaven-level martial technique!”

“Heaven-level?” Chen Fei was stunned.

Even the Thousand Phantom Slash he was cultivating had only just barely reached the threshold of Heaven-level.

Maqi’s expression turned strange. “Saintess Ziyang, the technique you’re referring to—is it that one?”

Ziyang nodded.

Miao Yue’s face darkened. “Sister Ziyang, that’s not fair. ‘Mountain-Moving Seal’ may be rated Heaven-level by the Treasury Pavilion, but its cultivation requirements are extremely harsh! You haven’t even managed to cultivate it yourself!”

Ziyang gave an awkward smile. “True! ‘Mountain-Moving Seal’ is difficult to master, but it’s still undeniably a Heaven-level technique!”

“Junior Brother Chen, I found this manual in the ruins of an ancient site. It’s likely a method used by ancient immortals! Ever since this world underwent changes, many ancient techniques have failed to display their full potential. But every person has their own fate—maybe this is yours!” As she spoke, a worn ancient book appeared in her palm.

The moment the book appeared, the Void Heaven Cauldron within Chen Fei began to tremble violently.

This wasn’t the first time such a thing happened—Chen Fei knew exactly what it meant. He quickly suppressed the reaction to avoid attracting attention.

“Ancient immortal cultivation methods… and these so-called ‘changes’ you mentioned—what were they?” Chen Fei asked, intrigued.

Ziyang Saintess chuckled awkwardly. “Most of it is just rumor and speculation. Junior Brother Chen, you’d best not dwell on it. If you’re interested, you can look through the records in the Library Pavilion. I wouldn’t dare speak carelessly.”

Miao Yue nodded in agreement, both of them clearly reluctant to talk further.

Seeing their reluctance, Chen Fei let the matter drop. “So… what is it that you need from the secret realm?”

“The Star-Sand Water of the Heavenly River,” Ziyang said without hesitation. “It can only be found at the deepest part of the Xianle Secret Realm, after centuries of sedimentation. But that area is filled with danger—getting to it is no small task.”

Knowing Chen Fei and Miao Yue were close, Ziyang gritted her teeth and added, “If you can obtain it for me, I’ll also give you a Fire Essence.”

“Fire Essence?” Chen Fei’s eyes lit up.

He’d seen it before in the Treasury Pavilion—only the price had made his heart ache. Now that Ziyang Saintess was offering one, Chen Fei was tempted.

But he didn’t rush to accept. Instead, he turned to Miao Yue.

Miao Yue hesitated, then nodded.

Ziyang had spoken true. The Xianle Secret Realm held many treasures even Core Formation cultivators coveted. But access was strictly limited.

As a result, every time the realm opened, registered disciples would be presented with a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

If they could complete the tasks entrusted by senior disciples, they might leap from registered disciple to formal disciple in one go!

Among registered disciples, this realm had another name—the Dragon Gate Secret Realm.

It symbolized the leap from fish to dragon. Anyone who passed this trial could change their fate entirely.