Chapter 144: Chapter 144: From Dutiful Senior Sister to Demon Cultivator 18

Ah Chen understood Ying Zhefeng’s meaning.

The Lingxiao Sect and the major sects guard this treasure that is the Lingxiao Secret Realm. Each time it opens, only disciples from these sects can enter, completely excluding smaller factions and loose cultivators. It’s great if they take benefits and contribute to the Cultivation World.

But after taking what they want, they don’t take initiative; each just guards their own territory. This isn’t about clearing one’s doorstep while ignoring others’ rooftops. The very existence of the Lingxiao Secret Realm is likely to help cultivators deal with demon cultivators.

Since Ying Zhefeng has discerned this issue and objected to it, then he should break this array so anyone can enter.

As the saying goes, to build, one must first destroy.

The Cultivation World is vast; surely there are two people with dreams, or willing to take on matters.

The Lingxiao Secret Realm is full of adventures, and if more people enter, a large number of cultivators in the Cultivation World will surely be able to grow rapidly.

Of course, there’s also considerable risk that some demon cultivators might sneak in.

But nothing is absolutely safe; if you worry about this and that, you’d better not cultivate immortality at all.

“If things continue this way, I have a premonition that the disaster of the past will repeat,” Ying Zhefeng said. “But this time, who knows what will happen.”

“When do you plan to act?” Ah Chen asked.

“If you’re not in a hurry to enter, just wait; once the array is broken, you can enter the secret realm anytime. It won’t be a timed opening, but once a person enters, they’ll have to stay inside for some time before coming out, and can’t re-enter for a while, with long intervals in between.”

Isn’t that just the cooldown time? Ah Chen thought.

He sure knows a lot.

“The demon cultivator harming you hasn’t shown up yet,” Ying Zhefeng added, “I have a guess—is his goal to break this array? If I know about this, surely others do too, even if this matter is considered a rare secret in the Cultivation World.”

“I’m actually not interested in that place.” Ah Chen leaned against his arm, looking at those eagerly wanting to enter and those waiting outside the secret realm showing anticipation from all major sects. “I’m more interested in that demon cultivator.”

Also, she’s curious about what the opponent wants to do.

She wants to know, if he succeeds, what reaction the Lingxiao Sect and major sects will have.

That’s what she truly anticipates.

As for what opportunities lie inside the secret realm, she, a passer-by missionary, is not interested.

“Then we’ll wait a bit,” Ying Zhefeng said, naturally putting his arm around her shoulder, letting her lean into his embrace, feeling content and unknowingly raising the corner of his mouth.

He does need a Dao companion.

It’s something he figured out just this year.

He never had this thought before, simply because she hadn’t appeared yet.

So the two just watched the scene, occasionally chatting about the Cultivation World’s affairs.

If Ah Chen didn’t recognize someone, Ying Zhefeng would tell her who that person was, knowing so much, almost revealing the color of their underwear, making her laugh heartily.

“Jiang Zixing isn’t Jiang Qingyun’s son? Rather, he’s the son of this apparent brother Jiang Zilin?” Ah Chen was surprised, finding it a bit confusing.

“Jiang Zilin was born to Jiang Qingyun and his first wife, while Jiang Zixing is from Jiang Qingyun’s second wife. Once, when I chased a demon cultivator into a valley, I saw the two being intimate. That second wife then talked about having his child,” Ying Zhefeng replied.

“Don’t be fooled by Jiang Zilin’s image of a good son, good brother, and serious demeanor—he’s actually quite the romantic. Whether in the mortal or Cultivation World, many women have ties with him. He has a very persuasive mouth, twisting those women around his finger. Of course, he maintains his reputation by being generous, gifting lavishly to those women, who prefer to keep things secret and entangled with him quietly.”

“How do you know so much?”

Ying Zhefeng kept a straight face and said, “Lived long enough.”

Few places in the Cultivation World can hold him back; he comes and goes freely, hearing countless secrets, knowing these things isn’t strange. Though he’s not interested in their secrets, as long as they’re not committing evil as demon cultivators, he doesn’t concern himself with their dramas.

“I wonder if this will be exposed one day; if it is, it’ll certainly be quite the spectacle,” Ah Chen remarked.

Ying Zhefeng didn’t know the answer.

Despite knowing many secrets, he never considered exposing them.

Clearly, Ah Chen had no intention either, as it was irrelevant to her.

“No wonder Jiang Zilin’s gaze towards Kong Xue is peculiar, looking at a daughter-in-law. I heard before from Kong Xue that Jiang Zilin cares for Jiang Zixing like a full brother, their relationship is quite good, but the root of the matter lies here.” Ah Chen added, while looking toward the entrance of the secret realm as most disciples from major sects had entered.

Three hundred people fully entered, the entrance of the secret realm closed.

Outside, people from major sects gathered in small groups chatting, and wherever Ah Chen directed her gaze, Ying Zhefeng provided information on those people, mixing in some gossip.

“Do people outside know you like this?” she asked.

Ying Zhefeng: “They don’t have the chance, only you do.”

“Talk more like this, I like to hear it.”

Ying Zhefeng felt himself growing warm, stopped gossips, and focused on thinking of something that might amuse Ah Chen.

“If you can’t think of anything, you can stop for now.”

Ying Zhefeng sighed; she was here just to torment him.

But he was willing.

Meanwhile, those who entered the secret realm were randomly teleported to different locations within.

From darkness to light, Kong Xue opened her eyes and saw a familiar person—it was Jiang Zilin. Looking around, they were alone. However, encountering someone familiar, especially Jiang Zilin, delighted her. Since Jiang Zilin was at the Nascent Soul Stage and was an attentive brother to Jiang Zixing, exploring the secret realm together, any crises she met would be easier to handle.

She promptly greeted, “Brother Jiang.”

“Hmm.” Jiang Zilin responded lightly, mindful that she was his future daughter-in-law, his expression softened considerably, “Zixing and the others were teleported elsewhere; evidently, there’s no one else around. Xue’er, stick with me.”

Although Jiang Zilin was a romantic person, fond of beautiful women, he had no such thoughts towards Kong Xue, even viewing her with a paternal gaze. After all, she was his daughter-in-law, it wouldn’t be fitting to entertain such ideas.

This journey required protecting her; he was satisfied with this daughter-in-law, and Zixing was fond of her too.

Kong Xue readily agreed, quite cheerful, yet Brother Jiang’s gaze was extremely loving, almost eerily so. Perhaps due to the vast age gap, Brother Jiang truly raised Zixing as a son? That was possible too.

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