Senior Sisters, I Don’t Want To Work Hard Anymore

Chapter 58: Hell-level Start

In the depths of the Extreme Void Starry Sky, at the main hall of the Jade Drop Divine Temple.

In the majestic and grand hall, light and shadows filled the air, and spiritual energy surged. The massive array had been fully activated. Thousands of carefully selected core disciples stood in neat formation, their eyes cold and their aura intimidating.

The three young men and two young women standing at the front of the formation were obviously highly valued geniuses by the higher-ups of the sect, or they had powerful backgrounds. The weapons they held, the armor they wore, and the belts and boots they had on all emitted peculiar fluctuations of magical power. They were all special Law Weapons that could be taken into the secret realm.

Among the remaining disciples, more than twenty of them carried at least one special Law Weapon. They were also elite talents that the sect had focused on cultivating.

Li Qingtian, the elder in a black cloak with a righteous face, stood on the high platform. His deep gaze swept over the disciples in front of him as he spoke in a low and powerful voice, "You are all the elite that the sect values. The sect has nurtured and cultivated you, and you should do your best to repay the sect."

"The opening time of the Illusory Mist Secret Realm is not fixed. Sometimes it opens once every few years, and sometimes it takes hundreds or even thousands of years for it to open. The longer the interval, the more and better opportunities can be found inside. So, you must cherish this opportunity!"

"In the past few days, a total of more than four thousand elders and disciples from the first three batches have entered the secret realm one after another and have established a foothold inside. They are currently collecting resources according to the planned schedule. Your task is to cooperate with them after entering and, by the way, form groups to hunt down disciples and elders from other sects. The more, the better!"

The disciples below responded with a resounding agreement, their eyes filled with killing intent.

This kind of thing was already commonplace. Strengthening oneself while weakening the competition was something all sects were doing. After all, no matter how many opportunities there were in the secret realm, they were still not enough to be shared.

Moreover, when cultivators perished in the Illusory Mist Secret Realm, their returning souls would suffer significant damage, and some of the damage would be reflected back onto their physical bodies. This would cause a comprehensive decline in their life force, luck, and aptitude, and this kind of damage was almost impossible to recover from.

Therefore, when the number of deaths in the secret realm became too frequent, extraordinary geniuses would regress to first-rate geniuses, first-rate geniuses would become second-rate talents, and even the talents who were not worth mentioning would eventually become ordinary people.

In the long history, there were many examples of extraordinary individuals from certain superpowers who were calculated against or encountered unexpected calamities, resulting in the complete destruction of their foundations and becoming useless, ultimately being completely abandoned by the higher-ups.

Li Qingtian nodded slightly and continued with determination, "Your main targets this time are the disciples and elders of the Cloud Dream Heavenly Palace. This sect has already declined for many years. The number of people entering is limited, and their cultivation is not strong enough. Therefore, they are the most suitable targets. As long as you kill all of them, we can strive for more spots next time and completely squeeze them out!"

"Without the support of special resources from the Illusory Mist Secret Realm, this sect is not far from complete decline and expulsion. Remember this!"

"Yes!"

The core disciples answered in unison once again.

This time, Li Qingtian was truly seeking personal revenge. Due to the failure and heavy losses in the operation to abduct Qi Yalan, as well as the indefinite postponement of the alliance plan with the Bright Moon Sword Sect, the mood of this elder has been extremely bad recently.

Now that he has encountered such a great opportunity to regain face with the help of the entire sect's power, Li Qingtian naturally wouldn't miss it. After all, it's just a declining force that has been weak for many years. It's fine to bully them.

...

In the Bright Moon Immortal Realm, at the main altar of the Bright Moon Sword Sect.

On the edge of the Sword Listening Pond on the main peak, on the flat square, nearly ten thousand elite disciples sat in neat square formations. Among them were protectors, high-ranking elders, outstanding disciples, and the largest number of them were the elite core disciples.

At this moment, they all closed their eyes and remained silent, sitting still like mountains. Their souls had long left their bodies and entered that mysterious and unpredictable new world of opportunities and risks.

The majestic and wise sect master, Lin Xuanyuan, stood at the edge of the square, giving careful instructions to a young man:

"... In the previous three openings of the secret realm, our Bright Moon Sword Sect has performed very well. So far, we have accumulated nearly ten thousand spots. After you enter, you must quickly gather with our disciples and lead them to sweep through those important Cave Mansion secret places, seizing all the opportunities inside and not giving any chances to outsiders!"

"Secret Demon Gate, Nine Spirits Clear Origin Gate, Palace of Calamitous Fate, Taiyi Divine Dynasty, as well as Star Net Island, Jade Drop Divine Temple, Myriad Manifestations Palace... These Supreme-level forces have long been planning to monopolize the secret realm, excluding disciples from other forces and seizing the opportunities inside. When you encounter them, don't be polite, just take action directly."

The young man, who had a good appearance, nodded in agreement. As the eldest son, Lin Shengqing, who was highly valued by the sect master and designated as the next sect master, he possessed as many as seven special Law Weapons. Behind him were more than twenty female sword guards with excellent aptitude, all of them naturally beautiful. Their cultivation levels ranged from Perfected Being Realm to Destiny Realm. They were his trusted guards and concubines.

After pondering for a while, Lin Xuanyuan continued, "Father has already made preparations. After this secret realm opening ends, I will arrange your marriage. Although you have hundreds of concubines and some offspring, the position of the main wife has always been vacant and it is not suitable to delay any longer."

Lin Shengqing said, "Father's command, the child will definitely obey. I just don't know which family's daughter you have chosen as the main wife for me?"

As the future helm of the sect and the young master, the position of the main wife was not a trivial matter. It had to be someone who was a good match in terms of family background and had outstanding qualities in all aspects. Even those women from quasi-super sects might not be qualified.

Lin Xuanyuan smiled and said, "There are too many forces seeking my father's favor, especially Li Qingtian, the elder of the Jade Drop Divine Temple. We used to have a good relationship, and he offered generous conditions. Unfortunately, his descendant's talent was lacking, so I ignored him."

"My father has already preliminarily selected more than ten suitable candidates for you. We can discuss this matter further when you return."

Lin Shengqing nodded with a hint of regret and said, "Qi Yalan from the Cloud Dream Heavenly Palace is actually quite good. She is the personal disciple of the sect leader and has exceptional talent in swordsmanship, which is suitable for our sect's sword inheritance. Unfortunately, the Cloud Dream Heavenly Palace has already declined and is no longer qualified to form an alliance with our Bright Moon Sword Sect."

Lin Xuanyuan laughed and said, "That's not a problem. I will talk to the sect leader, Mu Yinghua, and bring her over as a concubine. The Cloud Dream Heavenly Palace currently needs external support and will not refuse a powerful ally like the Bright Moon Sword Sect."

Just then, a series of screams suddenly came from a corner of the square. A young man dressed as a core disciple jumped up and then fell to the ground, rolling in pain. Blood flowed from his seven orifices, indicating that he had died inside the secret realm.

The elders responsible for guarding the area waved their hands, and several disciples rushed forward to restrain the unfortunate person. They immediately poured a large amount of elixirs into his mouth.

Lin Xuanyuan glanced from afar, shook his head, and ignored it. Such incidents happened every day and were not worth paying attention to.

...

Above the high sky, several giant Multi-Storied Heavenly Boats from the Cloud Dream Heavenly Palace swiftly passed by.

"...I knew it, I knew it!"

Inside the boat, Luo Wanqing slammed the table in anger and said, "Junior Brother has returned to the sect's main altar, which is like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth. A bunch of shameless people will flock to him! Third Senior Sister is really... she can't even keep her own man. She has gone crazy from practicing swordsmanship!"

"Who said she didn't? Luo Huan was the first, but definitely not the last. Those seductive women will never give up if they can't get close to Junior Brother!"

A crisp and slightly annoyed voice sounded. It belonged to a slender woman dressed in white, standing alone like a lone snow lotus on a snowy cliff, exuding a sense of solitude.

Her long black hair contrasted sharply with the white palace dress, and her beautiful face with perfect features, including willow eyebrows, phoenix eyes, a delicate nose, and rosy lips, combined with her snow-white melon seed face and spiritual eyes, made her look dreamlike and ethereal.

Luo Wanqing glanced at her sideways and said, "Sister Yulan, you are always busy with seclusion. If you had accompanied Junior Brother back to the sect's main altar, things wouldn't have come to this."

This woman in white is Cheng Yulan, the second personal disciple of the sect leader Mu Yinghua. Her cultivation level is comparable to Qi Yalan's, and she excels in the art of formations. She had been in seclusion for more than a year, refining her own life-bound formation artifact, and only recently came out of seclusion.

Senior Sister Xue Bingxuan sighed and said, "It's not Yalan's fault. It was our Master who let her guard down, allowing Luo Huan to get close to Junior Brother. Even if the four of us were by his side, we couldn't defy the will of an elder."

In the end, it was because their cultivation levels were not high enough, so they lacked the power to have a say. Otherwise, those seductive women wouldn't have had the opportunity to cause trouble.

"What should we do now?" Luo Wanqing's anger had not subsided.

"We can only take it step by step!" Xue Bingxuan said with a headache. "When we return to the sect and enter the Illusory Mist Secret Realm, we need to find Junior Brother as quickly as possible. As for other matters, we can deal with them after this secret realm expedition."

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Inside the secret realm.

When Qin Muling's vision returned to normal, she found herself standing on a tall sand dune, surrounded by an endless golden desert with scorching temperatures.

Qin Muling looked down and realized that she was only wearing a set of clothes formed by spiritual energy. Apart from the half-body armor and the wooden sword in her hand, she had nothing else.

"I've never seen a secret realm like this before..."

Qin Muling muttered to herself. At least she was able to bring two Law Weapons with her, but most cultivators would enter empty-handed. Of course, with strength, it wouldn't be difficult to obtain some simple weapons and armor.

Fortunately, she was alone now. If she encountered cultivators from hostile forces, it would immediately become a matter of life and death.

Well, never mind that for now. She needed to gather a decent set of equipment for herself and then find a way to contact her senior sisters. Otherwise, if she encountered enemies, there would be no one to help.

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