Just having barely exited the Secret Realm, she was thrown back in again — this was a first.
After Miss Hua Jian had come out the last time, she rested for quite a while before mustering the energy to enter the Secret Realm once more.
After all, this wasn’t a game where you could just jump seamlessly into the next round once you exited.
All sorts of supplies and items needed to be purchased, and the tense nerves required relaxation.
Going back and forth like that, time just slipped away without her realizing it.
Boom!
The moment she stepped into the Secret Realm, Hua Jian heard endless thunder rumbling in the distance.
Looking up, the pitch-black night sky was occasionally lit up by dazzling silver serpents of lightning, painting a scene like the end of the world.
The spawn point wasn’t too bad — at least she didn’t have to rush a long distance.
But… is this what Linglong looks like when she’s unleashing her full power? Hua Jian swallowed hard, thinking it was nothing short of a miracle that she had survived back then.
Linglong had half-ripped off her clothes and still hadn’t been struck dead by lightning — she truly owed Saintess Daren a debt of gratitude for showing mercy and not zapping her like now with a single bolt.
Speaking of which, how had Linglong caused such a commotion? Was she really trying to fight her way through the Secret Realm and bring the treasure out? Hua Jian scratched her head.
The original plan was for Linglong to sneak off with the Dragon Scale and slip out through the Exit Point quietly.
Of course, Hua Jian knew that with Linglong’s self-detonation, that plan had undoubtedly fallen apart halfway.
With such a ruckus, the entire Secret Realm’s inhabitants would be drawn over, and Linglong still had to face a seriously wounded Spirit Beast in combat. It wouldn’t be a quiet matter.
By then, plenty of cultivators would probably be hanging around to watch the spectacle. If Linglong wanted to leave, she’d have to carve a bloody path out.
A big battle was unavoidable. Judging by the noise alone, the side with the upper hand didn’t seem to be the one with more people.
Saintess Daren had originally planned a low-key raid, but inadvertently caused a major incident.
Now she had no choice but to don her custom Spiritual Garment, raise her Fully-Modified Ling Sword, and become Qingtu Bro!
Wearing gear in a low-level map that could clear out high-level maps — if Linglong lost, it would truly be a miracle.
When Hua Jian hurried over to the battlefield amidst the lightning and thunder, what she saw was a cultivator blocked by Linglong, shouting at her in a bluffing, tough-sounding manner.
It didn’t look like this cultivator was blocking Linglong’s path. Instead, it seemed Linglong was hunting him down.
“Why are you chasing me? If you want to leave, then just leave! I’m not stopping you!”
The cultivator, carrying a large black sack on his back, shouted at Linglong.
Linglong’s face was cold, the lightning-flashing tip of her sword aimed straight at the cultivator’s nose. “You took what you shouldn’t have. Hand it over.”
“That’s what I dug up from the ground. How is that something I shouldn’t take? Is your name written on it or something?”
After just a few words, Hua Jian understood — the loot she had hidden was found by this unlucky cultivator, who was trying to make off with an unexpected fortune just as Linglong came over to deliver something to Hua Jian.
Having just broken through the encirclement, Linglong was a little irritable, so naturally, her tone was less than polite.
“Saintess! Saintess Daren!” Hua Jian shouted toward Linglong.
Upon hearing Hua Jian’s voice, Linglong tilted her head and glanced in her direction, wondering why the self-detonated Hua Jian had reappeared in the Secret Realm.
Could it be that she was worried Linglong wouldn’t make it out successfully?
Could this scheming girl really be so kind?
“Why are you back?”
“Your Shijie threw me in. She said there was an urgent matter to find you for and told me to get out quickly.” As she spoke, Hua Jian pulled out the Jade Leaf given to her by Ziwan from her bosom.
At the sight of the Jade Leaf, Linglong’s golden eyes slightly narrowed. This was a token from her master, the Sect Leader of the Yaoci Holy Sect.
Hua Jian producing this token was enough to prove she wasn’t lying.
“I see.”
Linglong took the Jade Leaf, nodded, then swung her sword in a single strike at the cultivator.
A deafening thunderclap and a blinding flash instantly swallowed the cultivator, who hadn’t even had time to react, sending him straight out of the Secret Realm.
After sending the cultivator away, Linglong grabbed the large black sack left on the spot and pulled it through the air toward her.
“What’s this…”
“I promised I’d help you bring your things out.” Linglong handed the sack to Hua Jian.
Though she wasn’t exactly an honest person, she understood the principle of keeping one’s word.
What she promised, she would deliver. Originally, she had intended to negotiate more peacefully, but with the situation so urgent, a little violence was necessary.
“Thanks.” Hua Jian took the heavy sack. “You go first. I think I can still hang around the Secret Realm for a while.”
Since she’d effectively gotten a free entry to the Secret Realm, not using up the time would feel like a waste.
Now that the Spirit Beast had been sent away by Linglong, the Core Region of the Secret Realm was wide open.
She could definitely make a fortune by claiming some territory…
Her mental calculations were halfway through when Linglong’s big hand grabbed the back of Hua Jian’s collar and hoisted her up.
“Come out with me, or you won’t get your reward.”
“Huh?!”
“Your Shijie said it was urgent. I can’t stay here long. If I leave, who will you get your reward from?” Linglong explained expressionlessly.
“Uh…”
Hua Jian felt something was off, but before she could figure it out, Linglong had already taken off, flying even faster than last time when she had dragged Hua Jian away.
“Slow down! That’s way too fast!” Hua Jian’s screams sounded so small beneath the roaring thunder.
Saintess Daren apparently didn’t hear Hua Jian’s cries. Before long, they arrived at the Secret Realm’s Exit Point.
At this moment, all the cultivators blocking the Exit Point shrank their heads, not daring to provoke such a killing machine.
They had witnessed this fierce warrior rampage all the way here, thunder crashing through half the Secret Realm behind her.
Along the way, many cultivators, tempted by the commotion, had tried to stop Linglong.
But now, not a single shadow of those cultivators remained. Where could they have gone? Where else could they go?
They had definitely been sent away directly by Qingtu Bro.
Now that the Bro was leaving, it was best for them to behave and see him off quietly.
Otherwise, if they angered the Bro, he might come back and clear the area before departing — and that would be bad news.
An incense stick’s time later, two beams of silver light flared, and the cultivators finally exhaled in relief.
The bad luck charm was gone… Hey, does this mean they can scavenge leftovers in the Core Region now?
Almost simultaneously, these cultivators all had the same thought — and thus, internal strife erupted among them.
I can’t beat the Bro; how could I possibly beat you guys?
Dare to snatch my stuff? Take this Ling Sword!
The war of the mice was always like this. In today’s Secret Realm, there could be only one Mouse King!