Chapter 668 - 339: An Angler’s Mood

Chapter 668: Chapter 339: An Angler’s Mood

The Ring Spirit Assistant would handle the Elixirs, Spirit Stones, and other items that people could exchange for.

If the items they needed were in the Hall of Ten Thousand Races’ Preservation Space, they would be automatically withdrawn for use. If not, the Ring Spirit Assistant would automatically deduct the corresponding number of Points and purchase the items itself from the Jade Stone Market.

The Ring Spirit’s procurements did not conflict with or occupy the procurement slots managed by Luo Dingran. This was a special permission granted by the Ring Spirit, which was a great convenience for Cheng Zongyang, saving him the trouble of worrying about it.

Cheng Zongyang had Luo Dingran find several Soul Slaves to sort the items that were transferred to the Hall of Ten Thousand Races’ Preservation Space after being offered by people from the outside world.

At the same time, Cheng Zongyang also granted those Soul Slaves the ability to appraise items.

Luo Dingran, on the other hand, was responsible for selling or consigning the more valuable items to earn a profit and offset the spent Points.

But the thought of the Nascent Soul Pill made Cheng Zongyang start calculating.

He recalled asking the Ring Spirit Assistant when he was writing the booklet: a single Nascent Soul Pill was listed on the Jade Stone Market for a purchase price of Fifty Thousand Points.

’Three Soul Crystals are worth 250,000 Points. At a seventy percent take-home rate, I’ll get 175,000 Points. After deducting Fifty Thousand Points for the Elixir, I’ll end up with 125,000 Points, plus three types of unknown item rewards.’

To him, this was an incredibly profitable deal. After all, he didn’t have to run all over the place to find the items himself.

’But if that Golden Core Cultivator can find seven Soul Crystals, I’ll earn even more.’

As the Sect Disciples in the safe zone continuously tested the various rules, they would periodically record their findings. Their serious expressions made them look as if they were noting down clues to a hidden treasure.

The light in the room continued to flicker erratically. The Divine Statue stood like a silent observer, quietly witnessing all the mysterious transactions and records.

Cheng Zongyang was also quietly observing everything in the safe zone. However, he was no longer watching as intently as before and was instead preparing to return to the outside world.

This was because the people from the Five Great Immortal Sects had begun clearing everyone out.

His consciousness returned to his body in the outside world. Cheng Zongyang got up, opened the door, and saw a Sect Disciple coming to inform him that it was time to leave the Secret Realm.

However, none of the people leaving were placed under a gag order. With so many people, enforcing silence would have been nearly impossible.

Cheng Zongyang left cooperatively. He, too, felt there was no longer any need for him to remain there.

His figure gradually faded into the distance of the passage. No one could have imagined that the changes to the Secret Realm were all because of Cheng Zongyang.

After returning to Ice City and checking into an inn, Cheng Zongyang kept a close watch on the city’s happenings.

On the streets of Ice City, the wind was bitterly cold, like countless icy knives slicing at one’s skin. Snowflakes drifted down, dancing like white butterflies in the air before gently settling upon the earth.

Figures appeared and disappeared in the snow, like lonely shadows in the frozen landscape, or perhaps like storytellers recounting the ancient and mysterious tales of this Immortal City.

Meanwhile, those who had left the Secret Realm discovered that the Ten Thousand Races Spirit Seal from the Realm of Ten Thousand Races could be used even in the outside world. The only exception was the Points, which could only be used within the Realm of Ten Thousand Races.

The departure of so many people from the Secret Realm allowed news of the changes within to spread like wildfire throughout Ice City. From there, it quickly reached every Main City!

The news—of the sacrificial altar, the Ten Thousand Races Spirit Seal, and the ability of Points to heal any injury—spread far and wide. It was as if a meteorite several kilometers wide had crashed into the sea, instantly raising a monstrous wave that became a terrifying tsunami, sweeping toward the inland!

Like a hurricane, the news swiftly tore through the entire Cultivation Immortality Realm, shaking every major power to its core.

Half a month passed quietly, and within the top Cultivation Immortality Families, the atmosphere grew exceptionally tense.

Half a month was more than enough time for them to thoroughly investigate and understand the changes within the Secret Realm.

In the great halls of certain families, lamps burned so brightly they illuminated the rooms as if it were daytime.

The family elders were gathered together, their faces as grim as the solid ice of Ice City, their eyes filled with solemnity and worry.

The news that the Profound Origin Secret Realm had transformed into the Realm of Ten Thousand Races had spread throughout the Cultivation Immortality Realm. Furthermore, it was said to be controlled by a wisp of an Immortal Divine Soul, and one could obtain precious Elixirs and other resources by sacrificing valuable items.

For these families, this was both an opportunity and a challenge. After all, the Five Great Immortal Sects loomed over them!

The Five Great Immortal Sects had taken control of the Secret Realm and barred anyone else from entering, a clear restriction placed upon them.

Faced with such an Immortal opportunity, they naturally wouldn’t sit back and do nothing. They were racking their brains for a countermeasure.

Similarly, a great uproar erupted among the various Cultivation Immortality Gangs.

Gang Leaders from every Cultivation Immortality Gang urgently summoned their members. They gathered to discuss their strategies. The Gang Leaders sat at the head of the tables, their expressions grim and their eyes burning with a mixture of resolve and urgency, as if they were facing a battle for their very survival.

They all understood that this Immortal opportunity—the transformation of the Profound Origin Secret Realm—could change their destinies and allow them to break through the Cultivation bottlenecks that had held them back for so long.

The laws and regulations imposed by the Five Great Immortal Sects over the past few centuries, while orderly, had trapped everyone else in a self-perpetuating struggle. They could never advance further or obtain more Cultivation Resources.

Now, a new chance had appeared, and they were determined to find an opportunity to shatter the status quo.

But such a choice meant opposing the Immortal Sects, which was tantamount to a war of life and death!

Among these gangs, some proposed secretly allying with other gangs to collectively resist the Five Great Immortal Sects. Others suggested seeking alliances with the various family clans.

As for the Loose Cultivators, they felt an even greater pressure.

Loose Cultivators typically lacked powerful backing and resources, relying solely on their own efforts and whatever opportunities came their way.

The Realm of Ten Thousand Races was a rare opportunity that allowed even Qi Cultivation Practitioners to enter, yet it was being monopolized by the Five Great Immortal Sects, making survival even more difficult for them.

But the offering rules of the Realm of Ten Thousand Races offered them a new path.

The eyes of countless Loose Cultivators glinted with a determined light. It was a light like the stars in the night sky—faint, but full of hope. They resolved to do something, to claim a piece of this pie for themselves.

The various factions began to hatch secret plans in the shadows. Some families and gangs made clandestine contact, attempting to form a united front against the Five Great Immortal Sects.

Other factions began pouring resources into cultivating their younger disciples, providing them with all sorts of rare Cultivation Resources in the hopes of rapidly increasing their strength. Their goal was to turn them into elite Qi Cultivation Practitioners, preparing them to enter the Realm of Ten Thousand Races in the future.

Meanwhile, some Loose Cultivators formed small groups, supporting one another and sharing cultivation experiences and resources, hoping to carve out an opportunity for themselves.

The Five Great Immortal Sects also became aware of the undercurrents stirring among the various factions. Though the past half-month had been outwardly calm, a storm was brewing in the shadows.

The Five Great Immortal Sects had not yet fully understood the Realm of Ten Thousand Races, so they certainly weren’t going to let other factions get involved.

They quickly implemented countermeasures, reinforcing the guards at the Ice Cave and increasing the number of patrolling disciples, as well as the number of disciples sent into the Realm of Ten Thousand Races.

The patrolling disciples were on high alert, their gazes vigilantly scanning their surroundings, leaving no suspicious corner uninspected.

「One day.」

The upper echelons of the Five Great Immortal Sects gathered in one place. Their expressions were grave and focused as they sat before a table piled high with all the information on the Realm of Ten Thousand Races gathered over the past half-month.

They were all poring over the documents, trying to find a better way to exploit the realm, or any loophole they could take advantage of.

However, with a large number of top-tier families and Cultivation Immortality Gangs showing signs of forming alliances, the leaders of the Five Great Immortal Sects were forced to hold a meeting to discuss countermeasures, even as they continued their research.

The incident with the former Profound Origin Secret Realm had, as the Immortal Sect leaders expected, caused an unwelcome disturbance.

People will never be content to remain subjugated, forever unable to rise.

Because the human heart is never satisfied!

They hadn’t resisted before because their lot in life seemed fixed. There were no external forces to change it, nor was there sufficient motivation.

But now, with the appearance of an Immortal Divine Soul in the Realm of Ten Thousand Races and the chance to advance through offerings, they finally had their motivation!

The Chiefs of the Medicine Immortal Sect, the Lingxi Immortal Sect, the Carefree Immortal Sect, and the Celestial Sword Immortal Sect all gathered within the Infinite Daoist Sect.

They had come to the Infinite Daoist Sect this time to make a decision regarding the turbulent undercurrents sweeping through the Cultivation Immortality Realm.

The Sect Leader of the Infinite Daoist Sect, Wuwei Zi, sat in the seat of honor. His expression was placid, like a bottomless ancient pool, calm without a single ripple.

His aura was also exceptionally serene. He exuded an air of natural effortlessness, like an ancient pine tree standing quietly in a remote mountain valley, untouched by the outside world.

He was, of course, well aware of why everyone had gathered here.