With three supreme masters, they were invincible upon descending the mountain.

"Alright, you brat... that's enough."

Wang Shiyu finally managed to push Ye Yaocheng away, panting heavily.

Her face was flushed, half from holding it in and half from embarrassment.

Ye Yaocheng then realized that he had been so engrossed in the moment that he had forgotten how the other person felt.

"Sorry, Sister Shiyu." He scratched his head, a little embarrassed, "It's just that you smell too good."

Wang Shiyu glared at him playfully: "How dare you say that? You were practically biting me just now."

She straightened her disheveled clothes, feigning anger: "You bully your older sister like this every day, I'm not playing with you anymore."

"what?"

Ye Yaocheng's face fell, and he lowered his head in disappointment.

If I had known this would happen, I would have been gentler. Now look what happened, the duck that was about to be eaten has flown away.

Looking at his expression, Wang Shiyu felt both annoyed and amused, a sly glint in her eyes.

You little brat, let's see how I handle you.

She hesitated for a moment, then softened her voice: "Don't be sad, little brother. How about this, I'll give you a chance, be gentle, okay?"

Her cheeks flushed slightly: "Don't say I'm petty and won't give you a chance."

Ye Yaocheng's eyes lit up. "Really?"

"Um."

Wang Shiyu nodded, her eyes filled with shyness.

Ye Yaocheng immediately moved closer, this time his movements were much gentler.

It started with a light kiss, but slowly, it started to change.

Ye Yaocheng's breathing became heavier, and his hands began to wander.

Wang Shiyu pushed him away in a panic: "No...didn't we agree to be gentle...?"

But the force was like a tickle.

Ye Yaocheng became even more engrossed.

A triumphant smile finally appeared in Wang Shiyu's eyes.

"Ring ring!"

Just then, a piercing cell phone ringtone suddenly rang out, and both of them froze in their tracks.

Wang Shiyu's face instantly turned cold.

She picked up the phone and answered, her voice as cold as the dead of winter, chilling to the bone, "Speak."

Xiao Cui's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Miss, I just learned that the secret realm has only appeared so far; the entrance is blocked by a barrier, and no one can enter for the time being."

"understood."

Wang Shiyu's voice grew even colder; clearly, she didn't care much about the news.

Xiao Cui paused on the other end of the phone, then her tone suddenly turned teasing: "Miss, you're so angry, are you... doing... something right now?"

Wang Shiyu: "..."

She said irritably, "You little brat, have you become so naughty now? Daring to ruin my good time?"

"Oh dear~" Xiao Cui said innocently, "Didn't you say that important news should be reported in a timely manner? You said it, Miss."

Wang Shiyu was speechless. She had mentioned this matter before at work, so she could only grit her teeth and hang up the phone.

When she turned around, she found that Ye Yaocheng had already hidden to the side, looking at her with a strange expression.

"Sister Shiyu, don't tell me you did all that on purpose?"

Wang Shiyu chuckled and lightly tapped his chest with her finger: "Calling you 'stinky little brother' is really not wrong, it's your fault."

She leaned closer, her breath sweet as orchids: "You really don't have any other thoughts in your mind?"

Ye Yaocheng blushed; he had been seen through.

The atmosphere was ruined, and the two lost interest. They tidied themselves up and began to do their own things.

Ye Yaocheng planned to find a place to concentrate on refining pills. In the next few days, he needed to prepare all the antidote pills and recovery pills to prevent any further accidents.

Wang Shiyu also has her own things to prepare for.

The two agreed on a meeting place after the secret realm opened, and then went their separate ways.

……

In an ordinary hotel room, Lin Yan opened his eyes after finishing his cultivation.

He exhaled two long, white breaths from his nose, which lingered in the air for a long time before disappearing, creating a terrifying aura.

He stood up, clenched his fist, and his knuckles cracked.

"Finally, I've reached the peak of Foundation Establishment."

Lin Yan's eyes gleamed with confidence: "This opportunity in the secret realm will definitely belong to me, Lin Yan!"

Thinking about the humiliation he had suffered at the hands of Ye Yaocheng, he felt a surge of anger.

With this significant increase in strength, we're determined to recoup our losses with interest!

If the other person is also in the secret realm, that would be even better, saving me the trouble of looking for them after I come out.

At this moment, a phantom figure floated out from the ring; it was Elder Yun.

He looked at Lin Yan with a solemn expression: "Don't speak too soon. In my memory, that place is not a secret realm."

Lin Yan was taken aback: "Teacher, are you confused? The Xuan Yin Ancient Mansion appears only once every sixty years. Countless people have obtained opportunities from it and soared to great heights. How can it not be a secret realm?"

Elder Yun did not refute. He simply stroked his beard, his eyes deep: "In my time, there was no such thing as a secret realm. It was a prison."

"A cage?"

Lin Yan was stunned.

"Yes." Elder Yun nodded, his voice low: "The one imprisoned inside is an unparalleled ferocious beast."

His eyes were unfocused, as if he had returned to the past.

"That guy has the power to destroy the world. Back then, my cultivation was still shallow, and I was just a support staff member, but I still felt his pressure from afar."

"It's truly terrifying."

Lin Yan scoffed, his face full of arrogance, "What's there to be afraid of?"

"I am the future emperor, why would I fear a sealed prisoner?"

"Besides," Lin Yan sneered, "so what if that guy was powerful? In the end, wasn't he still sealed away by the combined forces of the major sects at the time?"

Elder Yun was taken aback. "The major sects?"

He frowned and pondered: "That's not right. I remember that it was that peerless expert who sealed it alone. How did it become several major sects?"

It's normal for memories to become hazy over time, but such an important thing shouldn't be remembered incorrectly.

Old Yun shook his head, no longer dwelling on it. He earnestly advised, "No matter what, be careful once you go in. That place is not as simple as it seems."

Lin Yan nodded perfunctorily, "I understand, teacher."

He closed his eyes and continued to consolidate his cultivation.

Only by maintaining peak condition can one obtain everything he desires upon entering the secret realm.

Linjiang Airport.

Ji Mingyue stood at the arrival gate, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear.

The hatch opened, and three women stepped out.

Their ages ranged from twenty to forty, but they all wore the same attire: simple black-purple Taoist robes with mysterious runes embroidered on the cuffs.

The leader was a middle-aged woman with a cold and stern face and sharp eyes.

Ji Mingyue stepped forward and respectfully bowed: "Uncle-Master".

Hongyun glanced at Ji Mingyue, nodded slightly, and showed admiration in her eyes.

"Not bad, your cultivation has improved quite a bit."

Her tone was calm, yet carried a warning: "But remember, do not be greedy for worldly love, otherwise all the cultivation you have worked so hard for will vanish like a bubble."

"Your disciple will remember this."

Ji Mingyue lowered her head, her long hair obscuring her eyes and the complex emotions within them.

"How's the situation in the secret realm?"

Hongyun asked questions as she walked.

Ji Mingyue followed beside her: "As before, the entrance has appeared, but the barrier is not open yet, so we still need to wait."

She hesitated for a moment, then added, "Master, I encountered people from the Vajra Temple earlier."

Hongyun paused in her steps.

"Who?"

His Dharma name is Huijiang.

Ji Mingyue truthfully recounted her encounter with Huijiang, but omitted the part about Ye Yaocheng.

Hongyun's expression turned serious after hearing this.

Behind her, a graceful Taoist nun in her late thirties asked curiously, "Master Aunt, who is this Huijiang? Why do you value him so much?"

Hongyun glanced at her, her eyes serious: "This person is one of the ten strongest experts of the Vajra Temple."

"Known as the Wrathful Vajra, especially in terms of attack power, there are no more than three people in the Vajra Temple who can defeat him."

Several people gasped in shock.

Vajra Temple!

One of the top sects in the Great Xia Dynasty.

Although it had been in decline for a long time, it has now risen again and become one of the strongest.

The fact that Huijiang was able to become one of the top ten strongest individuals speaks volumes about his strength.

"Then, Uncle-Master, what are your chances of winning against him?"

Feng Lin asked tentatively.

Hongyun gave a wry smile, didn't answer, and turned to continue walking forward.

Sometimes, silence is the answer.

Ji Mingyue was shocked.

From the moment she first met her, she knew that her uncle was strong-willed and never admitted defeat.

The fact that she could silence Huijiang suggests that her strength is far beyond what we imagine.

Ji Mingyue remembered what Huijiang had said: something was sealed inside the secret realm.

This trip to the secret realm is likely to end in disaster.

She opened her mouth, wanting to tell Hongyun, but in the end, she didn't say it.

She knew all too well the sect's longing for the secret realm; there was no point in saying anything.

Ji Mingyue sighed softly and caught up with the group.