Although he had said that he didn't want to get involved in this matter, he had never thought that in the end, he would still get involved.
He really wasn't thinking about any of this; his mind was full of homework, exercises, and the upcoming monthly exam.
But he didn't know why.
His body started to move involuntarily.
He knew that Liu Renfeng had come for the infinite secret realm, so the easiest way to find her real body was to wait for her.
Now that the secret realm had finally been opened, her real body would definitely show itself and take a look.
Another advantage was that apart from him, there was no one else at the entrance to the secret realm, which would give him a cover to hide his strength and fame.
It would be too high profile and troublesome to follow the team to capture Liu Renfeng's real body.
It would be better to wait for this crazy grandma to walk right into the trap.
Thus, he decided to enter the infinite secret realm right away.
But he had heard that it wasn't easy to open the infinite secret realm, and that a huge amount of spirit energy was needed to open the door.
For this reason, Shouchong and Liu Renfeng had racked their brains to find a way to open the Infinite Secret Realm.
Wang Ling believed it.
He used his King's Eye to lock onto the coordinates of the secret realm's entrance.
Then, a magnificent gate to the infinite secret realm appeared in front of him.
The ancient door frame was densely covered in abstruse runes that Wang Ling had never seen before.
There were too many secret realms in the universe to count.
After all, Wang Ling was just a kid, and hadn't visited all of them.
In order to explore a secret realm and obtain immortal opportunities to improve their cultivation, ordinary cultivators were all determined to rush in, for fear that if they were one step too late, the treasures in the secret realm would be snatched away by someone else.
But Wang Ling was different. He wasn't interested in secret realms, because everything in them could be found in his Wang Zhibao pants.
Thus, he didn't know much about the infinite secret realm.
He had heard from Shouchong and Liu Renfeng that it would take a huge amount of spirit power to enter.
Faced with the gate to the infinite secret realm, Wang Ling had a serious expression on his face.
Then, he rolled up his sleeves and violently pushed the door inward.
There was a loud bang!
Wang Ling saw the gate to the infinite secret realm collapse with a loud bang.
Not only that, even the door frame was cracked.
"…"
Sure enough, he had thought too much.
He had clearly only used a little bit of his strength …
Only the heavens knew that the gate to the mystic realm could not withstand the pressure.
Thus, before moving the desk into the entrance of the secret land, he had also used the Great Repair Spell to repair the door that had been torn down so that everything looked so natural …
…
In the Battle Sect's command center, Wang Ling's "Catch a Turtle in a Jar" was fully deployed under Keown's encrypted instructions.
His face was flushed, and there was a tinge of nervousness in his excitement.
Large-scale command was a great test of one's ability to command. The alliance army's operation this time looked like it had been organized to rescue Lotus Sun, but Huaxiu Alliance actually had other considerations.
From a thousand-layer cake perspective, the second layer on Huaxiu Alliance's side naturally wanted to capture Liu Renfeng alive.
If this crazy grandmother used her creative ability on the right path, she would indeed be a promising talent.
Third, Huaxiu Alliance wanted to use Battle Sect as a medium to see the ultimate scale and combat ability of the alliance army.
This was purely from the perspective of a cultivation strategic deployment.
Huaxiu Alliance had always advocated a love of peace. Every year, the profits it generated were used for the construction of cultivation infrastructure, and only a small portion was invested in military defense.
The current mainstream view in the cultivation world was that military defense could in fact be replaced in another way.
For example, they could unite private sects among the people and turn them into one family.
Just like the current alliance army.
But it would be a little too formal to organize such a large-scale alliance army in the name of Huaxiu Alliance's people.
So at this time, the necessity of Battle Sect's existence manifested itself.
When Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had gone to pull in investments back then, Huaxiu Alliance had decided to invest because of this consideration.
The Sky-level sects had joined together to block the development of the Earth-level and Black-level sects below them.
This kind of behavior was very detrimental to the operation and development of private sects.
Thus, at this time, a super sect that could surpass Sky-level was needed to set an example and form an unshakable force in all aspects.
In the end, it would become a hemp rope that would tightly link the other sects together.
Thus, the overall planning and coordination of sects in the cultivation world was also a subject of study.
Of course, for a sect to develop, it definitely wouldn't be enough to rely on funds alone; it also needed a certain amount of talent.
Take the alliance army this time for example. Through this small-scale alliance army battle, the secret mission that Cowan and Crispy Noodles had received was to unearth cultivators who could be used in the cultivation world.
Most of these talents were still buried, and their current value could only be discovered by Bo Le.
Once Cowan and Crispy Noodles Dao Monarch locked onto a candidate, they would only record it down first.
Next, it was up to the sect's Ministry of Commerce to communicate and negotiate the transfer of disciples between sects.
Nowadays, Battle Sect was rich and overbearing. In theory, as long as they had enough money, there was no one they couldn't negotiate with.
"Has Mr Cowan discovered any outstanding seedlings?" Crispy Noodles Dao Monarch asked as he looked at the screen in front of him in front of the command platform.
"No, not for the time being …" Cowan shook his head.
Looking at the few cameras that were switching now, it didn't seem like he had taken a fancy to anyone at first glance. The cultivators in the alliance army were generally relatively young, and their average realm was at the Golden Core stage.
The Golden Core stage actually didn't seem like much of a trick …
The most important thing was that although the northern suburb laboratory had been surrounded, the attack order hadn't been issued yet.
Without a fight, it was very hard to determine the value of these cultivators.
"What do you think, Crispy Noodles Dao Monarch?" Cowan asked at that moment.
"I found one." Crispy Noodles Dao Monarch's gaze fell on a young cultivator on the screen. After that, the system's smart tracking system directly focused on this person and scanned him accurately.
Very quickly, this young cultivator's name appeared on the screen on the right: [Heavenly Spring Sect, Li Huaxuan]
"Heavenly Spring Sect?" Cowan frowned.
This sect's ranking was pretty low.
Because it was just a Black-level sect.
"The attack order hasn't been issued yet, and it's very bad for one's mentality. Look at this person, he's neither arrogant nor impetuous, and his face is always indifferent. This state of mind is already very rare, "Crispy Noodles Dao Monarch said.
Of course, his words were pure nonsense.
Given his eyesight, he could pretty much see through these cultivators with one sweep of his eyes.
As Wang Ling's "real clone," Crispy Noodles had a natural ability to read people.
But this ability couldn't be explained clearly.
So he had to find a reason to explain it.
In the cultivation world, the most illusory reason was "state of mind."
At first, it sounded very mysterious, but it also seemed to make some sense.
It was like the horoscope and psychological tests on the market.
This was also known as the Barnum effect.
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