With a wave of Gu Changge's fingertips, a bronze token appeared out of thin air in his palm.
The token was the size of a palm, its surface carved with overlapping clouds and mountains.
The four seal characters "Cangyun Secret Realm" flowed with a faint golden light. It was exactly what he had obtained from signing in earlier.
"Senior Brother, I happened to pick up a secret realm token a few days ago. Take a look."
He pushed the token in front of Xuanyangzi.
Xuanyangzi was holding a teacup and smacking his lips. Hearing this, he glanced down, and the cup in his hand fell onto the stone table with a clatter, splashing tea all over the place.
"A s-secret realm token?"
"What do you mean? Is it a pass to enter a secret realm?"
Various secret realms often appeared in the Xuanhuang Great World, and to enter some of them, one must hold a token.
This was also Xuanyangzi's first reaction, thinking of this.
"It's not a pass like you think, but rather, a secret realm is sealed inside it."
Gu Changge explained.
Xuanyangzi stood up abruptly, almost knocking over the stone table.
"A token sealing a secret realm? Junior Brother, I'm afraid you are being too naive. How could a secret realm be sealed inside?"
"Do you know what a secret realm is? That is a small world condensed by the power of heaven and earth. How many sects have fought tooth and nail just to snatch a broken secret realm?"
Gu Changge raised an eyebrow. "Whether it is or isn't, you'll know once you sense it."
Xuanyangzi grabbed the token doubtfully. The moment his fingertips touched the seal characters, a massive and complex stream of information flooded into his mind like a tide.
A million miles of spiritual land, spiritual energy a hundred times denser, an ancient cave dwelling hidden in the rifts of space and time...
The more he looked, the more excited he became, and his breathing grew heavy.
"Cangyun Secret Realm? There really is a secret realm inside? This is! A connate secret realm born during the creation of the world in legends..."
He gripped the token tightly, his knuckles turning white, as if he could already see the disciples of the Qingxuan Sect growing rapidly within the secret realm.
He could see the sect's flag planted on every inch of the Xuanhuang Great World, and the elders of the holy lands bowing and scraping to him.
Xuanyangzi looked at Gu Changge again, feeling that the current Gu Changge was full of mystery.
In the past, although the treasures Gu Changge brought out were incredibly precious, they were still within an acceptable range.
Being able to seal a secret realm spanning a million miles into a single token was far beyond Xuanyangzi's understanding.
"Calm down."
Gu Changge handed over a spirit fruit.
"Tell me, how do you want to use this secret realm?"
Xuanyangzi took a fierce bite of the spirit fruit. The refreshing sweetness of the flesh finally allowed him to calm down a little.
"According to the rules, this kind of secret realm is either hidden as a trump card or used to organize disciples for experiential learning... But the Cangyun Secret Realm is different. It can be moved! It can be stored and released by the token!"
He suddenly leaned in and lowered his voice, "Junior Brother Changge, what do you think about placing it in the void of the forbidden ground?"
"Hmm."
Gu Changge swiped his fingertip through the void, outlining the contours of the forbidden ground.
"Let the secret realm overlap with the forbidden ground, and use a formation to conceal its aura. The five patriarchs are in secluded cultivation in the forbidden ground all year round. It would be perfect to let them go in and guard it, and they can instruct the disciples along the way."
Xuanyangzi's eyes grew brighter and brighter.
"Yes, yes, yes! Select a batch of disciples with excellent backgrounds and character to go in and cultivate, personally supervised by the patriarchs. Only then will it be secure. Within a hundred years, the Qingxuan Sect will definitely produce more than a dozen Saints, or even... Great Emperors!"
The more he spoke, the more excited he became, pacing back and forth in the bamboo hut.
"We also have to set a rule. The disciples who enter must sign a concentric contract and swear a Heavenly Dao oath. They absolutely cannot leak any information about the secret realm..."
Gu Changge looked at his spit-flying appearance, the corners of his mouth rising slightly.
"There's no rush to settle the secret realm. We can talk about it after the Sect Grand Competition is over."
Xuanyangzi was holding the token excitedly. Hearing this, he was stunned. "Why?"
Then he realized, "That's true. We should wait until we deal with all those spies hiding in the dark first. Junior Brother Changge is still the most thoughtful."
He suddenly gave Gu Changge a deep bow. "Junior Brother Changge, the entire Qingxuan Sect will never forget this favor for all eternity!"
"Save it. Hurry up and prepare for the Sect Grand Competition."
Gu Changge waved his hand.
Xuanyangzi repeatedly agreed and rushed out holding the token.
Watching his hurried back, Gu Changge picked up his teacup and chuckled softly.
This old tree of the Qingxuan Sect was due for some new branches.
Gu Changge waved his hand, watching his rapidly departing back, and lightly flicked his fingertip.
The amethyst grape held in the little black bird's beak fell to the ground with a patter and rolled twice on the bluestone slab. Purging the traitors and solidifying the foundation—the future of the Qingxuan Sect was just beginning.
Fang Hanyu returned to the Purple Bamboo Peak and saw Gu Changge sitting on a bamboo bed, flipping through a bamboo scroll. He walked forward softly.
Gu Changge raised his eyes to look at him, tapping his fingertip on the bamboo scroll. "Are the matters regarding the token all finished? It seems you already have some understanding of the Qingxuan Sect."
Fang Hanyu nodded, his voice sincere. "Yes, this disciple feels that this place is very different."
There was no strict hierarchy like in the holy lands. Although there were spars between fellow disciples, there was no malicious infighting. Even the Sect Master was like a neighborhood elder. This was an atmosphere he had never experienced before.
Gu Changge put down the bamboo scroll, his gaze falling on him.
"Hanyu, our Qingxuan Sect is different from those holy lands. We taboo turning against our own. Disciples of the same sect should support each other. If anyone does anything to harm the sect, or attacks their junior brothers or sisters, I will absolutely not forgive them lightly."
His tone was plain, but it carried an unquestionable majesty.
Fang Hanyu's heart skipped a beat, and he replied solemnly, "This disciple will remember."
Gu Changge flicked his fingertip, and a jade scroll landed in Fang Hanyu's hands. The four words "Primal Chaos Sword Art" on the cover flowed with chaos-colored light.
"The Heavenly Evolution Sword Scripture you practiced before does not suit the Primal Chaos Sword Body. Discard it."
This sword art was something he had just temporarily deduced based on Fang Hanyu's physique. Every stance fit the origin of the Primal Chaos Sword Body perfectly and could trigger the primal chaos air currents between heaven and earth. Its power far exceeded ordinary Emperor-level cultivation methods.
"The Primal Chaos Sword Body is born able to trigger the primal chaos air currents of heaven and earth. The stances of ordinary sword arts cannot confine you."
He flicked his finger, and a grape accurately hit Fang Hanyu's wrist.
"You are gripping the sword too tightly; your energy meridians are all blocked."
Fang Hanyu was stunned and subconsciously loosened his fingers. Sure enough, he felt the sluggish primal chaos sword qi in his body flow a bit more smoothly.
Gu Changge stood up and paced around. His plain white Daoist robe swept over the bamboo leaves, and the air currents it brought up actually condensed into countless tiny sword shadows in mid-air. Some were as fierce as thunder splitting rocks, while others were as supple as spring water wrapping around a mountain.
"Watch closely."
As soon as Gu Changge finished speaking, his fingertip slashed forward abruptly.
There were no extra flashy movements, and he wasn't even seen condensing half a bit of spiritual energy. Yet, the void seemed to be split open by an invisible sharp blade. A chaos-colored streak of light appeared out of thin air, carrying a sharp whistle that tore through the air, and slashed straight toward the black iron bamboo not far away.
"Sizzle—"
The moment the streak of light collided with the bamboo body, there was no expected clashing sound of metal and stone, only a soft noise.
The bamboo body, which was as hard as black iron, was actually sliced open from the middle as if it were made of paper, the cross-section as smooth as a mirror.
What was even more astonishing was that the streak of light did not dissipate after slashing through the bamboo body. Instead, it continued to extend forward, successively chopping down five identical black iron bamboos behind it before turning into specks of flowing light and merging into the air.
"This is the 'Sever' character incantation."
Gu Changge retracted his hand, his tone plain. "It focuses on breaking ten thousand techniques with a single sword strike. It uses primal chaos sword qi to condense sharpness. Unhindered by objects and unconstrained by form. Severing whatever it sees, breaking through whatever obstructs it."
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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