TEMBMBIWB Chapter 11
by VolareSui Chunsheng was taken aback for a moment. If it was related to his master, then he would be interested.
The young man turned his head to look at Yong Lan, who finally got a clear view of the Little Hibiscus Immortal’s face, and was startled by those eyes for a moment.
“Related to my master?” Sui Chunsheng asked with a slight smile.
Yong Lan replied, “This starts from White Deer Immortal’s early days of cultivating the sword path. Did you know that White Deer Immortal is famous for his sword techniques?”
Sui Chunsheng had naturally heard of it. When he was young, his master had also sparred with him using a sword. His figure was heroic and his moves were unique.
Seeing him nod, Yong Lan continued, “Back then, Si Feng finally got his patriarch’s approval and wanted to take White Deer Immortal as his master to learn the sword path, but he was rejected.”
“Si Feng sought to become a disciple for five hundred years, but he never won White Deer Immortal’s favor.” At this point, Yong Lan couldn’t help but look at Sui Chunsheng and whispered, “Until the very end, when Fangcun Mountain reopened, White Deer Immortal took in an unknown person.”
“And personally raised him by his side, showing him all sorts of love and affection.”
Sui Chunsheng was silent for a moment. This “unknown person” was naturally referring to him.
The young man’s gaze fell on the golden-black-robed figure not far away. Since that was the case, he naturally wouldn’t hold it against him.
After all, being a disciple of White Deer Immortal was indeed something that would cause envy.
Seeing that he didn’t care, Yong Lan said, “The four major immortal sects have sent more than a dozen disciples each, and even the three families of the middle realm have five or six people, but only you are alone. You should enter with us from Kunlun Void. I promised my master that I would take care of you.”
Sui Chunsheng nodded, “Thank you.”
Yong Lan immediately waved his hand with a grin, “No need to thank me, no need to thank me.”
The others were also secretly observing and pondering about this disciple of White Deer Immortal.
In the crowd of Hundred Phoenix Sect, the younger disciple next to the senior brother leaned forward and said, “Hey, the one beside Yong Lan, is that White Deer Immortal’s disciple?”
Si Feng glanced at him, seemingly snorting silently.
Look at what that person is wearing, so fussy and pink, with flowers and silver hairpins on his head, and jade pendants at his waist. He’s just afraid others won’t know he’s White Deer Immortal’s precious darling.
“He’s so tall, and he looks so innocent. His smile is like a flower,” the other junior disciple said, also craning his neck to see.
“Don’t you think he’s quite good-looking? Elegant and refined…”
“Yeah, the sword he’s holding is the Tansue Sword, right? It’s the only weapon that White Deer Immortal ever forged.”
The surroundings became noisy for a moment.
Listening to this, Si Feng’s forehead veins throbbed violently. He couldn’t help but say coldly, “You’re so curious, I’ll send you over there, shall I?”
The two junior disciples who had taken the lead looked at each other.
“It’s okay, senior brother. Fangcun Mountain only has him, so he definitely won’t get into the top three!” The junior disciple was trying to make up for his words when he met Si Feng’s eyes filled with coldness. He immediately shivered.
Finally, he obediently fell silent.
Si Feng’s gaze fell on that figure again, staring intently.
The Hibiscus Little Immortal, who was being stared at, was like: “?”
At this moment, a bell rang above the arena.
A moon-colored figure appeared on the upper cloud platform. Those gray-blue eyes gazed at the disciples below.
“The secret realm demon formation, open—”
His voice was clean and crisp. The arena beneath their feet suddenly turned into a black hole, forming a vortex that sucked everyone in.
It happened so fast that most people didn’t even react.
Sui Chunsheng was originally focused on looking at his master on the cloud platform. The next second, he lost his balance, and his whole body was sucked into the secret realm gate.
This feeling was not pleasant, like falling into the deep sea, with a giant python wrapping around you, dragging you into the abyss.
After a short period of suffocation, Sui Chunsheng suddenly opened his eyes.
Yong Lan’s voice came from the side, “Ah! I almost suffocated! Almost suffocated!”
There were sounds of rapid breathing and sighing around them.
Everyone had entered the secret realm. They were now in an open space. Behind them was a bottomless abyss, and in front of them was a boundless forest.
Perhaps sensing that everyone had woken up, a mirror image appeared on the stone tablet in the center of the open space.
The scene of the Nine Heavens cloud platform was displayed before everyone.
A figure in moon-colored robes lightly parted his lips, his gray-blue eyes lowered, “Awake.”
“The entrance to the secret realm trial is in front of you. Extend your hands.”
The people looked at each other and hurriedly stretched out their palms as instructed.
The figure in the mirror image slowly raised his hand, and a talisman poured out from it, turning into countless streams of fire that landed in everyone’s palms.
Tan Zhui: “This bell can be used to communicate with the elders of your respective sects. If you encounter danger, ring the bell three times. Also, if you intend to give up, activate the seal, and someone will determine your location and take you out.”
“If you are ready, then enter the gate.”
As soon as the voice fell, the figure was gone, leaving only a quiet peace.
The Hundred Phoenix Sect took the lead and walked forward, followed by a group of golden-black-robed figures entering the gate.
Immediately after, a group from Heavenly Medicine Sect followed.
Yong Lan turned back and said, “Little Hibiscus Immortal, it’s time for us to go too.”
Sui Chunsheng nodded lightly and followed the Kunlun Void group into the gate. The moment he passed through it, he seemed to smell the fragrance of dragon’s blood sandalwood.
The formation still had his master’s scent on it.
He couldn’t help but feel at ease.
In the blink of an eye, everyone had entered the dense forest.
This area of the Buddha Pagoda secret realm was already under control and being used. There were heavenly soldiers guarding the borders, and patrolling generals in the sky, ready to take away any eliminated disciples at any time.
“Senior brother, which way do we go now?” a voice came from the Hundred Phoenix Sect.
Si Feng’s expression was stern as he said coldly, “We’re going to find Haowei. Haowei is the biggest demon in this secret realm. If we kill it, we’ll definitely be able to distance ourselves from the others.”
The junior disciple hesitated slightly, “Haowei is an ancient demon beast. I’m afraid we can’t handle it with just our sect…”
Si Feng glanced at him coldly, and the junior disciple immediately fell silent.
“Those afraid to die, stay where you are,” Si Feng said, walking towards the northern forest.
The disciples of the Hundred Phoenix Sect behind him looked at each other and then followed.
Yong Lan looked at the senior brother at the front of their team, “Senior Brother Wei Mian, where are we going?”
The man at the front of Kunlun Void turned to look. Sui Chunsheng could see the man’s face clearly. He was a gentle-looking youth, slightly older than them. He wasn’t as arrogant and rebellious as Si Feng, nor was he as aloof as Zhang Yu. He had a more approachable aura.
Song Wei Mian chuckled lightly, “Let’s follow them. The Hundred Phoenix Sect and Heavenly Medicine Sect have both gone north. That’s where most of the demon beasts are. Even if it’s not for Haowei, we can hunt some smaller ones along the way.”
His smile was warm, and his voice was gentle.
The disciples of Kunlun Void all responded, seemingly very respectful towards their senior brother.
Yong Lan grabbed Sui Chunsheng’s hand, afraid that he would get lost.
Sui Chunsheng wasn’t used to it. Except for his master and Wugen, he had never had such physical contact with anyone else.
He stared at his wrist that was being held, feeling like ants were gnawing at it.
“I can walk by myself,” Sui Chunsheng said, trying to make his tone sound steady.
Only then did Yong Lan realize this and let go of his wrist.
“You have to keep close, this place is unpredictable, and you might get lost in the blink of an eye.”
He didn’t forget to remind him.
Sui Chunsheng responded with an “hm” and looked around as he followed the team.
He couldn’t help but look at the bell on his chest. It was meant to be used to communicate with elders of the sect. For him, it was for communicating with his master. He had already glanced at the bell several times along the way.
If he were to draw the bell now, he could do so without missing a single detail.
Sui Chunsheng raised his head with a bit of irritation. The team was not far ahead, and Yong Lan kept turning back to check if he was keeping up.
The next second, a cry echoed across the sky.
For a moment, it was unclear what was making the sound. The team immediately became alert, and the young man at the back of the team also placed his hand on the completely white frost blade.
Song Wei Mian, “Careful, it’s a mid-level demon beast!”
There was a flurry of sword drawing sounds from the team.
Sui Chunsheng held the Tansue Sword tightly, his eyes slightly narrowed as he looked at the large bird circling above everyone’s heads. It was a three-headed, one-legged bird with green feathers all over its body, and a ferocious face. They all let out cries.
It looked like it was ready to swoop down and attack at any moment.
Sui Chunsheng met those dark green eyes, like those of a poisonous snake. The vertical pupils seemed to tremble slightly.
It was almost imperceptible, but the young man quickly reacted. The Tansue Sword was instantly unsheathed, and a frost blade rose from below, drawing a blooming path across the sky.
At the same time, the large bird swooped straight down, attacking them.
The young man at the back of the team reacted almost immediately. The Tansue Sword left its mark in the sky before the big bird. By the time the bird crashed down, it was too late to dodge. It could only be pierced through its neck by that blooming frost mark.
It was like countless pieces of colored glass shards, piercing into its neck, and expanding within its flesh and blood, freezing everything.
The three-headed bird screamed, a tearing shriek.
Song Wei Mian reacted in time, drawing his sword and fiercely cutting off the frost-bitten head.
Blood spurted out, but it was blocked by the frost mark, forming a blooming blood-red hibiscus flower at the wound.
Sui Chunsheng didn’t give the three-headed bird a chance to flee. He flew up, his feet twirling, his body like a spinning top as the Tansue sword stabbed directly at the bird.
Song Wei Mian followed closely behind, two figures, one blue and one pink, holding their swords forward, instantly cutting off the remaining heads of the three-headed bird.
The three-headed bird could no longer scream now, struggling as it fell from the sky, crashing heavily into the undergrowth of the forest, making a dull thud like rotten pork.
And then, there was no more life.
The two of them landed steadily.
Song Wei Mian couldn’t help but look at the young man beside him, his eyes showing a hint of appreciation.
Sui Chunsheng straightened himself and bowed. Song Wei Mian quickly returned the bow.
Only then did the others react, and they hurried to surround them.
Yong Lan looked surprised, “Little Hibiscus Immortal, your sword technique is truly exceptional, quite like the style of White Deer Immortal!”
“And Senior Brother Wei Mian, I didn’t expect that you would cooperate so well.”
As soon as he finished speaking, a faint blue light surged out of the demon beast’s corpse, forming a beam of light that flew toward the sky, finally leaving a round Kunlun Xuanwu mark in the air.
Yong Lan was stunned for a moment, “It’s gone?”
Song Wei Mian also furrowed his brow slightly, looking at the mark in the sky that was gradually disappearing.
Sui Chunsheng said with a smile, “It was indeed Senior Brother Wei Mian who dealt the final blow, so there is no need to be surprised.”
Song Wei Mian said softly, “Little Hibiscus Immortal, I will also provide assistance to you later.”
Sui Chunsheng didn’t seem to care, “It’s nothing, just a demon beast.”
The next second, he immediately frowned, his smile frozen on his face.
Song Wei Mian immediately noticed his abnormality and followed his gaze.
“Is there something wrong?”
Sui Chunsheng looked towards the depths of the northern forest, saying one word at a time, “Someone died.”
Song Wei Mian’s eyes widened immediately.
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