As expected, Wang Xuzhi frowned. It would not be good for him to chase the other party away, and he would not feel at ease if he did so. He could only block in front of Zhu Yao, unable to advance or retreat.
Zhu Yao was a little amused as she looked at little wimp, who was like a mother hen protecting her chick, blocking in front of her. His heart was filled with warmth. He had a feeling that his son had finally grown up and knew how to protect his father.
Such a heart-warming little wimp, how could she not give him face?
"Kuh kuh …" She faked a few coughs, and tried her best to put on an innocent and cute expression, as though she did not understand the affairs of the world. Widening her eyes, she looked straight at Xiao Yi, and said. "Who are you?"
Xiao Yi: "… …"
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"Tasyoluk" was located in a barren land to the north of the cultivation world. Due to the collapse of spiritual Qi and the fact that there were cliffs and precipitous cliffs everywhere, not to mention mortals, even cultivators didn't often enter. But every five hundred years, the entrance to the Mystic Realm would open. The Spirit Qi inside was abundant, and spiritual herbs could be found everywhere. Although great opportunities were often accompanied by great dangers, every sect would still send out their elites to search for opportunities.
However, only cultivators below the Nascent Soul stage could enter the secret realm, so every time they entered, they had to be elites of the Golden Core stage. This was also a very important matter for the sects.
Zhu Yao already felt that there were a lot of people in her sect. However, when she arrived at the designated location, she realized that disciples from the various sects and clans had already gathered there. There were even some wandering practitioners as well. The entire mountain was filled with practitioners. Even during the Inter-Sect Tournament back then, she did not see so many people.
She roughly estimated that there were about a thousand people.
The sect's disciples were all led by the sect's Nascent Soul cultivators. They all wore the same uniform and stood together, making it very easy to recognize them. Itinerant cultivators were basically independent, but there were also groups of four or five people.
This time, Ancient Hill Sect had specially sent the two great Mountain Lords of Weapon Mountain and Talisman Mountain to escort them. Beside the Weapon Mountain Lord, Zi Yuan, was a very familiar person. It was actually little fatty Zhao. She did not expect that he had formed his Azoth Core as well.
The current Little Fatty Zhao had retained his original characteristics and had become Big Fatty Zhao. He didn't know if it was because of his figure, but the arrogant and despotic look he had when he was young had disappeared. Instead, he seemed charmingly naive. He seemed to have something on his mind. He didn't look as excited and eager as the people around him.
Zhu Yao had been pulled behind Wang Xuzhi the entire time, as though he was afraid that she would get lost. Along the way, he had repeatedly told her to stay far away from Xiao Yi, and not to trust him easily. She chattered on and on like an old woman.
"Here it comes!" The crowd suddenly stirred, and for a moment, the scene was exceptionally noisy.
Most of them had already raised their heads to look at the sky. They saw that the originally calm sky had suddenly been torn apart by something, revealing a huge crack. It was as if the sky had been split into two halves. It was only when the crack grew larger and larger that it could accommodate more than ten people at the same time that it stopped expanding.
The people below couldn't wait any longer. One by one, they flew into the crack on their swords. However, the ones taking action were all loose cultivators. After all, the disciples of the various sects still cared about etiquette, so they still stood in the same place without moving.
A Nascent Soul-stage practitioner walked over, and with a smile, he faced the two leaders of Ancient Hill Sect. "Esteemed Reverends, there are many disciples in Ancient Hill Sect, why don't we proceed first?"
Zi Yuan seemed to have been waiting for these words, and he did not reject either. Turning around, he said to the fifty or so Azoth disciples behind him. "This trip will be dangerous. Everyone, remember, do not force yourself to fight. A month later, the entrance will be sealed. You must return as soon as possible before the entrance is sealed."
The crowd replied in unison. "Yes!"
Zi Yuan waved his hands. The disciples summoned their flying swords one after another, and flew towards the entrance.
"Be careful, follow me closely!" Wang Xuzhi turned his head and said, as he pulled Zhu Yao and flew towards the entrance as well. When they entered the entrance, the jade tablet on Zhu Yao's neck flashed for a moment, and then, it immediately returned to its original state. Unfortunately, no one noticed it.
After entering, the scene in front of them was once again different. In front of them was a forest that was so vast that one could not even see the end of it. The disciples who entered earlier had already scattered, and there were only a few dozen Ancient Hill Sect disciples who had just entered.
Zhu Yao who was used to following groups naturally flew over as well, only to realize that they were bidding farewell. It seemed like these people had already found a small group in the beginning, and after entering, they had to split up. Zhu Yao, who was left behind, was a little speechless. She pulled Wang Xuzhi next to her. "Who are we going with?"
Wang Xuzhi pointed to Xiao Yi who was in front of them, and his expression was a little unhappy. "Master had instructed me to form a group with senior-martial uncle Xiao."
Zhu Yao looked at the extremely unwilling Wang Xuzhi, however, she was a little happy in the depths of her heart. She did not know the true location of the "Wood Spirit", and had only seen in her dreams that Xiao Yi had found it in an ancient ruin. However, the location of that ruin, was still unknown. Just now, she was troubled over not having an excuse to follow Xiao Yi.
Little fatty Zhao was the last to enter the Secret Realm. The moment he landed, he ran towards a green-clothed lady in the crowd. "Junior-martial sister Lu Cha!" His figure was fat in the first place, and when his entire body squeezed, the few disciples at the side were instantly pushed back a few steps.
The female practitioner who was called turned her head back, her brows slightly furrowed, however, she still replied him with a courteous smile. "Senior-martial brother Zhao."
Little fatty Zhao however did not feel anything, and began to chat even more passionately. "Junior-martial sister, do you already have a group? Why don't … "
"Senior-martial brother Zhao, I have already decided to form a group with senior-martial uncle Xiao." Before waiting for him to finish, Lu Cha interrupted his words. Without leaving a trace, she took a step back to the side, and stood next to Xiao Yi.
"Is that so …" Little fatty Zhao was momentarily disappointed. Suddenly, he thought of something, and continued. "It's fine. Coincidentally, I have yet to find a group. Why don't I join your group as well?"
"Junior-martial nephew Zhao!" Xiao Yi coldly laughed. The two of them had enmity in the first place, and currently, his voice was even colder. "It's best that you stay with the disciples of Weapon Mountain. Our group has a lot of people, I'm afraid there will be many inconveniences, and we won't be able to take care of you." These words were not only a rejection, they even carried disdain.
Little fatty Zhao's expression stiffened a little. Looking at Lu Cha who was in front of him, his eyes revealed a hint of infatuation. The anger that was about to explode, was once again held back. "Senior-martial uncle … Xiao, it's fine. I can take care of myself."
Since he said it like that, Xiao Yi was unable to reject him, and could only silently agree to him following them.
Zhu Yao sighed a little as she watched from the side. Sure enough, the wheel of fortune had turned. When the two of them were still little wimps, Xiao Yi had been bullied by little fatty Zhao quite a few times. Now, they had actually switched places. However, looking at little fatty Zhao's expression, it seemed like he really liked that girl called Lu Cha.
Unfortunately …
Zhu Yao looked at that girl who was following closely behind Xiao Yi. She could only say that falling flowers yearn for love, but heartless water flows.
"What are you looking at?" Wang Xuzhi saw that she was shaking her head, and sighing at the same time.
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