Ling Chuxi and the rest indeed felt a bit dizzy, but it was only momentary. Very quickly, everything returned to normal. To their surprise, when their vision cleared, the scene before them had changed drastically.
There was a towering ancient tree before them, a bright blue sky, white clouds, and birds chirping sweetly. The air was clean, and the peaceful environment was refreshing, as different from their hometown as heaven and earth. The remaining Su family disciples appeared behind them, having been transported over swiftly.
Su Yizhi looked around and said solemnly, “This is the Sacred Realm of the Sects.” There was longing, sadness, and anticipation in his tone. His return this time was different—they were taking the first step towards rebuilding the Golden Pill Sect!
“This place seems a little different,” Ling Yichen said, exhaling deeply.
“Yes.” Su Yizhi smiled and explained, “Although the Sacred Realm of the Sects and the mainland’s various countries are on the same plane, they are separated by the array barrier and have thus become separate entities. The abundance of spiritual qi of heaven and earth is almost doubled here, so you only need to work half as hard when cultivating to achieve the same thing.”
“Ah, wouldn’t this place be filled with strong cultivators then?” Su Xiu’er frowned worriedly as she spoke. Instantly, all of the Su family disciples looked crestfallen. Ever since they had left their homes, their confidence had been taking a beating, and Su Xiu’er’s words now scared them.
“Of course not. Not everyone in the sacred realm is strong, and there are some descendants of sects that only have average potential. It is hard for these people to achieve a lot with their cultivation, so they help the sects manage businesses instead. Hence, in this sacred realm, you can also find cities with normal people, but their numbers are extremely low.” Su Yizhi smiled reassuringly. The Su family disciples knew that being ambitious was a good thing, but constantly getting disappointed to the point of losing all their confidence was not. In such a case, sometimes sugarcoating was better than the harsh truth.
“So what if there are strong cultivators? Don’t you all know the term ‘rising star’? With your potential, just a bit of hard work in cultivating will help you catch up to them and even surpass them,” Ling Chuxi declared confidently.
The crowd heard the inspirational Ling Chuxi speaking, and in an instant, they felt their courage stir. She was right—they could be strong too with hard work!
“Where should we go now?” Ling Chuxi turned to ask Su Yizhi.
“First, we’ll go to the town up ahead to buy carriages. However, if you all prefer walking, I won’t object,” Su Yizhi said teasingly.
“I mind!” Jiang Wuhen burst out, but after a scathing glare from Su Xiu’er, he immediately shrank back and laughed awkwardly, waving his hand. “Just kidding, I don’t mind. Really, I don’t mind at all.”
“I mind too actually!” Li Shaoqiu quickly yelped. Although the pampered young man had learned to live simply when he hung out with Jiang Wuhen, why suffer when he could enjoy?
Su Yizhi laughed and said mirthfully, “Alright, let’s go. There is a small town up ahead.”
The group followed him happily, but after a while, they realized that something was off. When they entered this secret realm, it had been morning. They all knew martial arts and their speed was not slow, but from morning until sunset, they had not seen the small town that Su Yizhi had mentioned.