Chapter 49: "Mock Heaven Sect"

Chapter 49: "Mock Heaven Sect"

The towering giant-like figure of Zhao Yishi and Chen Qiu waved their hands as if greeting each other, then strode towards the white vortex not far away. In front of Zhao Yishi, the white vortex seemed as insignificant as a small pebble.

Zhao Yishi stepped into the vortex, and with an extremely disharmonious sense of strangeness, he instantly disappeared from his original spot.

"Zhao Yishi?"

Chen Qiu couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle lightly, "What a bold name, implying a sense of invincibility."

However, it seemed to lack a bit of dominance and had an extra touch of caution, which might have been a facade.

The "Pink Entry" was extremely rare, a unique type of entry that possessed an infinite growth effect. As long as one lived long enough, this entry would undoubtedly become stronger.

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Several disciples of the Heavenward Sect, standing at the original spot, twitched their mouths but remained silent. Years ago, when the Sect Master ventured out and discovered Zhao Yishi, who possessed the "Skyward Titan" pink entry, he immediately captured him and brought him back to the sect, accepting him as a direct disciple.

With great hope, the sect expected that under Zhao Yishi's leadership, they could restore their past glory. They bestowed upon him the name "Zhao Batian."

Later, as Zhao Yishi gradually grew up, he forcefully changed his name, feeling that Zhao Batian was too arrogant and might affect his luck. He changed it to Zhao Yishi, implying that one should be cautious in this life.

It could be said that Zhao Yishi had become the entire sect's hope, and Heavenward Sect had truly devoted all its resources to nurturing him over the years.

"He's in, that's good. He's in, that's good."

"This child has been diligently cultivating in the back mountains during this period, and he must have made some breakthroughs."

High in the sky, a divine sense that could roam a thousand miles surveyed the scene below with satisfaction. This divine sense appeared like a cloud of mist, but upon closer inspection, one could feel the terrifying aura it emitted.

It was none other than a Golden Core Master.

The owner of this divine sense was the Supreme Elder of the Heavenward Sect, responsible for protecting Zhao Yishi along the way. Although Zhao Yishi tended to avoid battles, his strength was undeniable, and no one in this secret realm could pose a threat to him.

However, since Zhao Yishi was now the sect's sole hope, he needed Golden Core protection to prevent assassination attempts by other sects during their journey.

And around this Golden Core divine sense, three or four more floated nearby.

They were there to protect a certain monster seed below.

There were unspoken rules among the various powers: unless it was a matter of sect annihilation or a decisive battle for the sect's survival, Golden Core cultivators were not allowed to attack lower-level cultivators from other sects. Otherwise, if they slaughtered each other, all sects would be left without any promising disciples, only a bunch of old fogies.

The continuation of legacies relied primarily on new blood.

This Golden Core protection was to prevent unexpected situations. If another sect with Golden Core cultivators tried to kill their monster seed, they would intervene without causing fatal injuries.

But if the attacker's sect lacked Golden Core cultivators, they would simply kill them.

However, it was impossible to intervene every time there was danger. True monster seeds must grow through battles and life-and-death situations. Even with Golden Core protection, many monster seeds still met unexpected deaths each year.

Of course, a dead monster seed was no longer a monster seed.

It only meant that the sect's investment had gone down the drain.

For those with great luck, every time a monster seed escaped a life-and-death situation, they would receive a substantial reward.

Chen Qiu and the others didn't linger outside for long. They, too, stepped into the white vortex by the nearby stream, and with a flash of white light, the first scene that greeted their restored vision was an extremely majestic ruin.

Beneath their feet was a barren wasteland, and not far away stood a small hill covered with various majestic and colossal structures. Many of these buildings were hundreds of zhang tall, giving one a sense of their own insignificance.

However, these structures seemed to have been abandoned for a long time. Ivy covered the walls, and there was no sign of human life. In the dim light, dust floated in the air, giving the place a desolate feel.

This was the small world within the secret realm.

All those who had entered the secret realm before them were now standing still in their original spots. This was the rule of the secret realm; before the entrance closed, the Heavenly Dao's power would restrain the cultivators, preventing them from moving.

In this state, they couldn't attack, and even if attacked, they wouldn't be harmed.

It was a protective state.

Only when the entrance to the secret realm closed would the Heavenly Dao's restraint disappear.

On top of the small hill, one could clearly see an enormous mountain gate, with three sharp and powerful characters carved on it.

"Mock Heaven Sect."

Even though the characters were covered in dust, one could still vaguely sense the sharp sword intent emanating from them.

It seemed like the remains of a fallen sect.

Just then—

As everyone else was restrained in place, Zhao Yishi, who had entered the secret realm first, seemed unaffected by any restrictions. He stood up and strode towards the hill, disappearing behind the mountain gate in the blink of an eye, his destination unknown.

Many people looked on with envious expressions towards Zhao Yishi, who undoubtedly possessed the "Seize the Initiative" entry, allowing him to ignore the Heavenly Dao's bindings and move freely at the secret realm's entrance before it closed.

This sect's mountain gate clearly indicated its past glory. Inside, there might be ancient elixirs, spells, spiritual herbs, and treasures passed down from ancient times. Could it now belong to Zhao Yishi?

Soon, the time it took to burn an incense stick passed.

The secret realm's entrance completely closed, and everyone was free to move. They quickly split into several small groups, their faces wary as they looked around at the others. Many gazes focused on Chen Qiu, fearing he might suddenly attack.

A majestic yet hoarse voice echoed throughout the sect's ruins.

"To become an inner disciple of the Mock Heaven Sect, one must pass four trials."

"The first trial."

"Sever Worldly Ties."

"After entering the mountain gate, you will encounter the first trial. For this trial, you must sever all attachments and bonds with the secular world, becoming a top-tier swordsman who makes the world tremble. The most important thing is to have no weaknesses."

"Family and children are your weaknesses."

"If you wish to become an inner disciple, sever them."

"Family and children?"

Chen Qiu's expression grew complex, and he asked with a strange tone, "I don't have that stuff, does Fat Dragon?"

"I probably had half of one a few incense sticks ago, but now I don't even have half."

Fat Dragon shrugged, "I'm worried that if I really pass these four trials and become an inner disciple of this 'Mock Heaven Sect,' it might be too much trouble. This sect doesn't seem to have the Heavenly Dao's recognition. I don't want my panel to show that I'm an inner disciple of the Mock Heaven Sect."

"Becoming an inner disciple of a sect that's been extinct for who knows how many years is too much trouble."

"Moreover, just looking at the content of the first trial, this 'Mock Heaven Sect' doesn't seem like a righteous sect."

"That's true."

Chen Qiu nodded seriously, agreeing that this was indeed a point to be cautious about. However, what puzzled him was why becoming an inner disciple of the Mock Heaven Sect only required passing four trials?

Didn't the secret realm panel say there were seven trials?

But at this moment, there was no time to think about these things. He led Fat Dragon and followed the crowd along the mountain path towards the mountain gate to see what this so-called "Mock Heaven Sect" was all about.

It did sound similar to the "Heavenward Sect."

One mocked the Heavenly Dao, while the other submitted to it.

At this time, within a corner inside the mountain gate, Zhao Yishi, free from the Heavenly Dao's restraints, rushed in and anxiously scanned the surroundings for half a day. Then, he looked towards a hundred-zhang tall abandoned building in the distance with satisfaction.

He took large strides to the corner and crouched down, curling up.

With a solemn expression, he formed a hand seal with his right hand and whispered, "Conceal."

The next moment, Zhao Yishi's originally enormous body gradually disappeared from its original spot. Even scanning with divine sense, one couldn't perceive his presence; it was as if there was an air wall blocking the area.

Hiding in the corner, a trace of pride flashed across Zhao Yishi's face.

Only then did he feel a sense of security as he examined the interior of the building. It seemed like a cultivation area, but the ground was covered in dust, indicating it had been abandoned for a long time. He had arrived here by stepping on a lotus petal, leaving no footprints.

His Foundation Establishment Medium Grade spell, "Concealment Spell," had been diligently cultivated to the Grand Perfection realm. As long as someone's cultivation was not several realms higher than his, they wouldn't be able to discover him!

However, why did the name of this sect resemble his own sect so closely? What a coincidence.

But he was certain it wasn't the same lineage. After all, this "Mock Heaven Sect" was clearly a swordsman sect, while his "Heavenward Sect" was not.

Moreover, with his sect's meager resources, they couldn't even cultivate swordsmen. Even if they had a swordsman lineage, it would be a waste.

It would be better to sell the lineage and buy some demonic beast meat for him.

(End of Chapter)

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