Published: March 3, 2025
CHAPTER 466: Spiritual Treasure
The resources from the first and second levels of the secret realm have been fully collected, and there might still be high-level cultivators guarding outside. At this time, of course, the faster they leave, the better.
However, looking at Tang Tianbao's expression, it seemed like he had no intention of leaving immediately, as if there was something else he needed to do.
With this question in mind, Liu Yu frowned secretly.
Now that he had the Three Primordial Fruits in hand, he least wanted to face unexpected complications; he was eager to return.
Uncle Yang and the others were also puzzled, but after a brief exchange of glances, out of absolute trust in the Saint Son, they immediately followed along.
The seven of them rushed forward, moving quickly through the silent mountain forest.
Since their encounter at Holy Flame Peak, the remaining three from Heavenly One Sect seemed to have disappeared completely.
While collecting resources, the seven of them almost traversed the entire second level of the secret realm yet didn’t encounter any disturbances or sounds, which felt a bit strange.
As they hurried onward, Tang Tianbao stopped in front of a small hill less than five miles from Holy Flame Peak, looking around carefully as if comparing something.
"This small hill is very ordinary," Liu Yu casually glanced over and easily reached a conclusion, feeling somewhat confused.
According to his spiritual perception, the fluctuations of spiritual energy on this small hill were extremely weak; it was impossible for there to be a spiritual vein. It was truly just an ordinary desolate hill.
With a height of less than fifty zhang, it was insignificant compared to the nearby Holy Flame Peak.
"However, Tang Tianbao coming here at this time indicates that this hill holds some unknown secret," Liu Yu thought, remaining silent as he waited.
He noticed that Uncle Yang, Purple Robe, and the others also looked puzzled, but they were simply watching quietly without saying much.
After all, even if there were high-level cultivators “blocking the door” outside, they couldn't come in at this moment. The secret realm had only been open for less than a day, and they still had plenty of time to linger here.
"Eh."
Liu Yu's heart stirred.
He noticed that Zhou Ziwen's reaction was somewhat strange. Although he also wore a puzzled expression, it seemed to contain other emotions as well.
This emotion was concealed well, and ordinary cultivators would hardly detect it.
But Liu Yu’s spiritual perception was exceptionally keen, and coupled with his rich experience, he still sensed the subtle differences in this person’s emotions compared to Uncle Yang and the others.
However, before he had time to think further, this slight difference vanished as if it had never existed.
"Strange."
"Could it be him?"
Liu Yu's thoughts shifted.
Tang Tianbao squinted slightly, his expression serious as he constantly surveyed his surroundings, his pupils seeming to scatter as if recalling something.
He kept moving around, examining some terrains, seemingly verifying a thought in his mind, and did not speak for a long time.
The scene was silent, and the six people quietly watched as Tang Tianbao busied himself. This situation lasted for about a quarter of an hour.
Just as someone was about to lose patience, he finally stopped and approached the direction of the desolate mountain again, pausing about three zhang from the foot of the mountain.
"Do you all know why the holy sect's predecessors established this secret realm?"
Turning around, Tang Tianbao asked the six.
In the common knowledge of the Holy Flame Sect, this question seemed a bit strange, even somewhat redundant.
Even Liu Yu, who had just started to touch the core of the Holy Flame Sect, knew that the establishment of the secret realm was to ensure better transmission of the sect and to maintain a continuous development of resources in anticipation of a potential future "greatness."
"For the inheritance of the holy sect."