The Entire Sect is Full of Villains, Yet the Junior Sister Conquers All

Chapter 102 : Fire Realm Secret, Mysterious Treasure Emerges

"By the way, Master, there's one more thing. Do you plan to keep Third Senior Brother locked up forever without releasing him?" Chu Sang scratched her head.

She remembered the grand promise she had made to Third Senior Brother, saying that once she reached the Nascent Soul stage, she could break the barrier and release him.

But now it seemed she had been naive and fearless like a newborn calf. The Sect Leader's cultivation had long since reached an unfathomable peak... Even if she reached the Dharma Transformation stage, she might not be able to break the formation.

If Third Senior Brother found out she had been deceiving him, he'd probably be angry enough to kill her.

Tsk, such a ferocious beast was indeed best kept locked up.

"Third Senior Brother? Oh, you mean that beautiful, temperamental little beast?" Immortal Chanyu said.

At the mention of this disciple, Immortal Chanyu also felt a bit of a headache. She clasped her hands behind her back and sighed, "He's too extreme, focused solely on revenge. He doesn't realize that the demon race has long since changed dynasties, and the situation is no longer as he remembers... Recklessly going to seek revenge would only result in his death, so I had no choice but to lock him up first, to let him cool down."

She couldn't help but recall the child she had picked up from a mass grave years ago.

He was indeed pitiful.

Originally a pampered and supremely noble young lord of the demon race, he witnessed the massacre of his entire clan in a palace coup overnight, pursued by those traitorous demons, nearly dying in the wilderness.

She still remembered how those rebellious demons, unsatisfied, searched everywhere for traces of him.

They wanted him alive or dead.

They were determined to find this fugitive demon prince and drain his last drop of blood.

If Immortal Chanyu hadn't picked him up and brought him to Lingqing Sect first, even if Mu Changqing hadn't died, he would have been captured by those demons and turned into a blood bank for anyone to exploit.

Unfortunately, that little beast was an ungrateful wretch. Not only did he show no gratitude for her life-saving grace, but he even desperately begged, "Let me go back! They actually dared to hang the heads of my father, mother, and clansmen on the city walls... I must kill those bastards and avenge my people!"

"That's exactly the trap they've set for you, just waiting for you to take the bait." At first, Immortal Chanyu tried to persuade him gently and patiently. "You can't go back. You'll die."

The young Mu Changqing smiled tragically, "...My clan is already destroyed. What meaning is there in my lone survival? I might as well go back and die together with my father and mother..."

"You really can't go back. They struggled so hard to keep you alive. If you go back to die, wouldn't that waste all their efforts?"

"I'll say it one last time. Let me go back, or I'll kill you!"

Seeing that this stubborn child couldn't be persuaded no matter what, Immortal Chanyu's patience was completely worn out. She simply knocked him unconscious and locked him up, solving the problem once and for all.

But unexpectedly, this child was even more extreme and quick to anger than she had imagined. "You dare to imprison me... Fine, since I can't leave, these legs are useless anyway. I might as well cut them off!"

"You—"

Immortal Chanyu was shocked at the time, unable to stop him in time. She never imagined this child would actually be so cruel to himself.

Mu Changqing truly wanted to commit suicide to follow his clan in death at that time. Immortal Chanyu had no choice but to quickly place a curse on him—preventing him from committing suicide.

Later, Immortal Chanyu traveled to various places to pick up other disciples, basically not managing him anymore.

"But come to think of it, I haven't seen that child for many years. How is he doing now?" Immortal Chanyu mused.

Third Senior Brother's current situation was a bit complicated. Chu Sang carefully chose her words, "Why don't you... go see him, Master?"

The two of them then went to the Eastern Peak.

Little Mu Changqing was too bored staying alone. The little snake had long since run away and hidden for fear of being made into snake soup. He wanted to make some puppets to pass the time, but his hands were too small and he could barely hold the carving knife steady. So, just like when he was first confined to the Eastern Peak as a child, he picked up some tree branches from the ground and carved them into vivid little figures to talk to.

With the keen sense of smell and hearing of a demon beast, he heard familiar footsteps approaching. Little Mu Changqing got up from the ground and ran over, pressing against the transparent barrier set up between the Eastern Peak and the outside world. His small face left a white imprint as he expectantly watched the human he had been longing for approach.

But unexpectedly, the Sect Leader had also returned. His expression immediately soured.

This person had locked him on this miserable mountaintop but never cared for him, as if treating him like Lingqing Sect's free watchdog.

On the way, Chu Sang had briefly explained Mu Changqing's situation to Immortal Chanyu.

When Immortal Chanyu saw the little boy with the sour face, she wasn't surprised and even had the leisure to comment, "How come you've become so shabby after not seeing you for a few years?"

Little Mu Changqing: "..."

Chu Sang: "..."

Master, couldn't you say something nice when meeting your disciple after a few years?

The relationship between the two was already poor, and now Mu Changqing wanted to bite her to death even more.

Immortal Chanyu cleared her throat lightly, trying her best to put on a gentle and kind expression. She walked into the barrier and patted Little Mu Changqing's dragon head. "Oh my, my little darling, what happened? How did you become so small?" She nearly got bitten and skillfully withdrew her finger. "So cute, much cuter than when you were little. I remember back then you could bite off my arm in one go."

"Get lost."

Although it was just a short word, it still reflected Little Mu Changqing's deep respect and love for his master.

Chu Sang: "Third Senior Brother, how come you haven't grown much in the few months we haven't seen each other?"

"Both of you get lost!"

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There was still nearly a year until the start of the Sect Competition. Registering and obtaining entry passes a month in advance left plenty of preparation time.

The Sect Leader was handling the entry passes, so Chu Sang and the others didn't need to worry about that.

Their main task in this less than a year was to improve their abilities as quickly as possible.

It's worth noting that besides the most outstanding disciples from the Eight Great Immortal Sects, there would also be carefully selected disciples from various major families and factions, and even a few formidable rogue cultivators who were no less impressive than the personal disciples of the Eight Great Immortals.

It would truly be a fierce competition, a bloody storm.

They would be competing with the most outstanding talents of this generation in the cultivation world for those few available spots.

Chu Sang had led her Senior Brothers and sisters in intense cultivation for two years, and their strength had indeed improved greatly, but it still wasn't enough.

Second Senior Brother and Second Senior Sister had gone into seclusion, while Chu Sang, Tantai Ming, and Mu Chihuai didn't make much breakthrough in closed cultivation. They found that narrowly escaping death in actual combat was more effective for breaking through bottlenecks.

So Tantai Ming had been frequently going out recently to inquire about any newly emerged secret realms.

This inquiry turned out to be fruitful, as he actually found one.

In a small country in the Southern Province, strange phenomena had suddenly appeared. Fire burned across thousands of miles of clouds, day and night without ceasing.

It was supposed to be the rainy season, but instead, they were suffering from a great drought.

The common people were in dire straits.

When cultivators from immortal sects went to investigate, they discovered that a fire realm secret had emerged there.

The appearance of strange phenomena and the emergence of a secret realm likely indicated the descent of a great treasure.

As soon as the three heard this news, they immediately rushed there.

Upon arriving, the three were almost driven back by the scorching heat in the air. Forget about ordinary people, even regular cultivators could barely withstand it for long periods.

Fortunately, Mu Chihuai had prepared plenty of Ice Condensation Pills and gave a few to each of them.

After taking the pills, a cool sensation spread through their meridians. A faint layer of light blue mist seemed to envelop their entire bodies, silently dispersing the surrounding heat, comparable to human-shaped refrigerators.

Shortly after entering the city, they encountered citizens seeking help.

The place was far too hot, no longer suitable for human habitation.

Some of the people had already migrated and moved out, but more were unable to leave the land where they had grown up.

A woman holding a dying child knelt before them, pleading desperately, "Immortal masters, please save my child!"

Mu Chihuai quickly gave them Ice Condensation Pills, which saved the infant's life.

Seeing this, other citizens also came over begging for the immortal pills. The three were surrounded and could barely escape. Mu Chihuai sighed with lingering fear, "There are too many people. The few bottles of pills I brought aren't enough to go around. If we were to refine more now, we lack materials, and there's not enough time."

"No matter how many Ice Condensation Pills we have, it's only a temporary solution, not addressing the root cause," Chu Sang said, looking up at the fiery cloud vortex in the sky and narrowing her eyes. "We still need to explore that fire secret realm."

What kind of object had emerged to cause such heat and drought across an entire region?

And how did this secret realm suddenly appear?

Was it truly a coincidence of a treasure emerging, or was someone deliberately causing this?

Hong Niang took out several spider silk robes and handed them to them, saying softly, "Master, please wear these clothes before going. They can greatly resist the burning of flames."

The entrance to the secret realm vortex was formed by thousands of fire clouds condensed together. The closer one got, the more unbearably hot it became.

The protective spiritual energy of cultivators below the Nascent Soul stage could hardly withstand this heat.

But Hong Niang's spider silk was impervious to water and fire. Made into clothing, it served as excellent defensive magical attire.

The four changed into the clothes and prepared to explore the secret realm.

News of the fire secret realm's appearance here had spread widely. Various major families and sects had sent people, and many rogue cultivators had also come.

However, cultivators without sufficient strength or defensive magical tools found it difficult to approach the secret realm, so very few successfully reached it.

Chu Sang looked around and saw both familiar and unfamiliar faces.

What surprised her a bit was that for such a major secret realm emergence, with a high possibility of containing a supreme treasure, Qin Xixue actually didn't appear.

It seemed the rumors of her being under house arrest were true, and she hadn't been released yet. This saved Chu Sang quite a few concerns.

Although the female protagonist wasn't much, it was undeniable that she possessed many treasures.

The mini dimensional space and the jade tablet grandfather were particularly unpredictable, like two ticking time bombs.

Mo Qingchen hadn't come either, probably in seclusion again.

Only Qiu Xiude had come with a few Tianyan Sect disciples. Chu Sang withdrew her gaze and led her two Senior Brothers to another secluded path.

Her luck in secret realms had always been incredibly good. They hadn't walked for half a day when they encountered a grove of ancient trees with fire-red canopies like maples, full of large fire-red fruits.

Looking closely, one could see flame cloud patterns imprinted on the fruits.

From afar, the fruits looked like real flames, with the surrounding air distorted by the heat and smelling of scorching.

"These are Flame Fruits, highly favored by fire-attribute demon beasts. Eating them can enhance one's fire power," Mu Chihuai explained while releasing his fire phoenix from its beast pouch to fly up and pick the fruits.

Before long, the fire phoenix came down.

It had not only picked many fruits but also grabbed something else with its claws.

"What's this?"

Chu Sang and Tantai Ming leaned in for a look and found it was a fire-red token.

The three looked at each other, unsure what to make of it.

If Fifth Senior Brother were here, it would be better. He always did thorough research before entering secret realms, unlike the three of them who had rushed in recklessly, completely clueless.

"If you know what's good for you, hand over the Fire Cloud Token right now. We brothers might leave you three with intact corpses!"

This arrogant tone, clearly courting death, made the three turn around.

Several burly male cultivators wielding large sabers stood there, looking every bit like characters who wouldn't survive to the next chapter.

Tantai Ming blinked. "Fire Cloud Token? Are they talking about the token we just got?"

Mu Chihuai nodded and casually tossed the token into his spatial ring. "Seems so."

Chu Sang reflected, "Next time we come to a secret realm, we must do our homework and prepare properly... This arduous task, I'll leave to you two Senior Brothers."

Mu Chihuai patted Tantai Ming's shoulder. "Did you hear that? Little Junior Sister said this arduous task is left to you."

"Huh?"

Tantai Ming: *chosen wage slave.

"Damn it, what are you three muttering about? If you know what's good for you, hand over the Fire Cloud Token quickly. Don't waste our ti—"

Before the lead male cultivator could finish speaking, a boomerang almost instantly severed his raised right arm.

"Ah!!" Blood spurted, and the man belatedly felt the pain. He fell on his backside, screaming in agony.

"Big Brother!"

The remaining few were both angry and panicked. They tried to attack with their sabers, but Tantai Ming's sharp sword intent sent them flying several meters away, unable to even crawl up.

"Don't rush, let's take it one at a time. I've always been fair and just." Mu Chihuai smiled as he finished applying poison, patting their faces. "I'll ask you a few questions. Answer truthfully, or beware of your intestines rupturing and poisonous insects bursting from your bodies."

The men turned pale with fright, trembling and unable to speak.

Chu Sang smiled gently at them. "Don't worry, we're not bad people."

She said, "Other than killing you, we won't do anything else to you."

"......"

The men trembled even more violently.

"Alright, Little Junior Sister, you've scared them. Let me interrogate them," Tantai Ming said, rolling up his sleeves. He thrust his long sword into the ground between the lead male cultivator's legs, making the man suddenly clamp his legs together tightly, nearly losing his family lineage.

"I'll just ask you two questions. What is the Fire Cloud Token? What do you want it for?" The young man raised his chin. "Answer well, and don't think about trying any tricks."

"Spare our lives, fellow Daoists. We will tell you everything we know without holding anything back."

At this critical moment, these male cultivators became honest. One slightly thinner man spoke with trembling lips, "This fire secret realm is different from other secret realms..."