After a few more days had passed.
The back mountains.
On a narrow, winding path leading into the mountains.
An old man with an immortal aura slowly ascended. Around him, small demons, sensing the aura of dominance radiating from him, all moved aside.
If Yi Feng were here, he would have recognized him at a glance.
This was the Great Elder Sun Zimei, the one person beneath the Sect Leader and above tens of thousands within the Hundred Refinements Sect.
By Sun Zimei's side, there was also a young disciple, following him with a face full of admiration.
"Master, you're truly incredible! Even the demon beasts in these back mountains are so frightened by your presence that they vanish without a trace."
Sun Zimei smirked slightly.
He gently stroked his beard, proudly declaring, "What does this matter? Even the true immortal great demons deep in the mountains would retreat at the sight of me!"
"Master is mighty!"
The young disciple beside him raised his thumb and continued to heap on the praise.
After listening to his disciple's flattery, Sun Zimei was finally satisfied and waved his hand dismissively.
He then said, "You are the new close disciple I've taken in. Today, I bring you to the mountains to temper your temperament. I want you to experience firsthand just how powerful demon beasts above the Sun and Moon Immortal Realm are."
"Only by personally experiencing their might will you realize your own insignificance. From now on, you will be able to hone your cultivation diligently. In the future, when you walk the martial world, you'll understand to be more cautious and vigilant."
The disciple bowed with utmost respect, "I will obey Master's teachings!"
Immediately, he added, "Disciple is truly fortunate to be able to enter your esteemed presence, Great Elder, to have such a rare opportunity for training."
"This statement holds truth!"
Sun Zimei straightened his back, exuding the demeanor of a grand master, "Throughout the entire sect, besides the Sect Leader, only I dare bring a disciple into the depths of these mountains!"
At this point, he became serious, "Remember this: except when I bring you in, you must never venture here on your own. Do you understand?"
The disciple nodded vigorously.
Then, filled with curiosity, he asked, "Master, are the demon beasts in these mountains really that terrifying?"
Sun Zimei replied, "Behind our sect lies the Dragon Subterranean Mountain Range!"
"Deep within the range, you can find demon beasts of the Sun and Moon Immortal Realm, or even true immortal demons, not exactly rare!"
"Don't even mention you disciples like yourself, even the sect elders who venture here often meet their end, becoming feasts for the great demons."
"Every year, our sect has at least over fifty disciples who completely disappear in these mountains."
"Even some elders who enter searching for those disciples never return."
Upon hearing this, the young disciple couldn't help but shiver, his face full of trepidation.
"So terrifying?"
Sun Zimei nodded seriously.
"Not only that."
To further imprint the warning on his disciple, he continued, "It's said that deep within the Dragon Subterranean Mountain Range, there are ancient demons whose cultivation surpasses True Immortal Realm Fifth Stage!"
"If we encounter such existences, even I, your Master, might be overwhelmed, and you'll be on your own!"
The disciple, upon hearing this, was so frightened that he couldn't even speak properly.
Seeing his disciple turn ashen, Sun Zimei smiled faintly and comforted him, "You also don't need to worry excessively. As long as we don't venture deep into the Dragon Subterranean Mountain Range, we won't encounter those true immortal ancient demons."
"However……"
He suddenly changed his tone, "However, our sect's divine bird, the Seven-Colored Black Crow, has its nest nearby. You must not approach it carelessly, lest you disturb its meditation."
"If you anger the divine bird, even I won't be able to save you. Do you understand?"
"I understand, Disciple complies!"
The young disciple nodded repeatedly.
The matter of the Seven-Colored Black Crow, he was naturally quite clear about.
It was an existence even more terrifying than the ordinary true immortal great demons!
Just recently, it was rumored that the divine bird had hunted a true immortal great demon deep in the mountains and made it its meal.
Sun Zimei nodded and once again warned, "Anyway, remember this, boy! Never enter alone! Otherwise, it's certain death!"
"Mm!"
The young disciple nodded vigorously.
And yet……
Just as the master and disciple continued chatting and moving deeper into the mountains.
A clean-looking young man suddenly walked down from the mountain.
The youth was dressed in the shabby attire of a servant in the Hundred Refinements Sect.
Although the clothes were worn, they were spotless. His strides were quick, and his movements seemed to be carrying him swiftly, as though he’d just descended from the mountain.
The sight left the master and disciple utterly stunned.
"Master, didn’t you say these back mountains are extremely dangerous, even for elders venturing alone they face grave peril?"
The young disciple, dumbfounded, gestured toward Su Bai, confused, "So how is this little servant still alive to walk out?"
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