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Actually, the whole pig feast wasn't fully prepared. It was just that Ye Jin and Qi Jue had the same idea: to let Xie Mo rest. That's why they took the initiative to call everyone to the small dining table so that they could be onlookers and appreciate their grand feast.

With a cold face, Ye Jin pressed Xie Mo down into a seat: "You're not allowed to draw talismans while I'm cooking, it will affect my mood."

Xie Mo looked somewhat innocent: "..."

Qi Jue only prepared one pot, which Ye Jin found extremely distasteful. When Xie Mo arrived, he discovered that the cooking area had become much larger. Ye Jin had somehow produced four clean pots from his storage bag, with various vegetables neatly arranged.

Shermö was shocked: "Where did you get all this?"

Ye Jin froze, scratched his head in frustration, and lightly tapped Qi Jue as a threat: "Mind your own business?"

Xie Mo immediately shook his head, honestly replying, "I wouldn't dare..."

"Hmph~"

The boy, rather arrogantly, turned around and started cooking, treating the secret realm as his kitchen. He used one pot to cook soup, another to cook rice, and three more to cook three different dishes. Perhaps he was having too much fun, because he magically produced a chicken, smeared it with oil, and roasted it directly over the fire.

The three people at the small dining table were completely dumbfounded.

Qi Jue seemed to be someone who aspired to be a chef. While Ye Jin was cooking, he sat in the audience with his hands busy, imagining himself wielding a large ladle and imitating Ye Jin's movements.

Soon, Qi Jue realized that he couldn't even imitate his senior brother perfectly. His third senior brother clearly only had two hands, but it was as if he had eight. He did everything in an orderly and efficient manner. It was a pity that he wasn't a chef.

Over time, Qi Jue's gaze towards Ye Jin transformed into that of someone looking at an idol with starry eyes.

"..." Xie Mo suddenly exclaimed, "The mustard seed bag is truly a wonderful thing."

Without that, you really wouldn't know that Ye Jin could hold so much. His own storage bag contained only runes, pens, and pills, while Ye Jin's contained a small kitchen that carried Qi Jue's lifelong wish.

While swallowing his saliva, Qi Jue took out a small bowl and filled it with a tiny bit of each of the dishes that had been prepared on the table. Taking advantage of a gap in the thunder, he threw it straight into the large pit where Yun Xi was.

Several thunderclaps followed closely behind.

The pit had gotten deeper. Worried that the others might not be able to see her and would be concerned, Yunxi transformed the small wooden stick with the red flag into an extendable snake-blood vine, extending it upwards into the pit and waving it a couple of times in a friendly manner. A thumbs-up symbol had appeared on the small red flag at some point.

After playing together for a long time, the others naturally understood the meaning of the patterns. Qi Jue happily pointed them out to Ye Jin: "Third Senior Brother, look! Junior Sister says your cooking is delicious."

Upon hearing this, Ye Jin glanced at it lazily, gave a haughty snort, seemingly pleased by the praise, and then took out a bag of flour from his treasure bag, mixed it with water, and performed the act of pulling noodles right under everyone's noses.

Qi Jue exclaimed in surprise, "Third Senior Brother, you are my god!"

With a "smack," Ye Jin accidentally threw a noodle at his forehead.

The chef who was praised blushed and coldly reprimanded, "Don't imitate your junior sister's way of speaking."

Qi Jue said "Oh," slowly removed the dough from her face, and handed it back with both hands.

He had already changed to a fresh batch of noodles. He glanced at his junior brother's face out of the corner of his eye. It wasn't exactly dirty, but after the battle, it had only been wiped clean and looked dusty.

Nightfall said dismissively, "You can keep this and play with it!"

Qi Jue's eyes were as clear as a well-behaved college student's as she obediently began kneading dough.

……

Wanlingyuan.

The demons who had chased the heavenly tribulation arrived at the entrance of the deserted secret realm. They could faintly sense the presence of someone passing by, but they couldn't find them no matter what they did.

The demonic cultivator began to search around, digging three feet into the ground where small mushrooms had originally grown.

Mo Qingcheng placed the token in her hand, and with a light tap of her jade-like hand, a light screen displaying the list of participants appeared in front of them.

"Lin Wuwang, Lu Qiwu..."

For every person she mentioned, her subordinates would cross out their names.

A moment later, the subordinate respectfully reported, "My lord, we have captured fifteen disciples from five sects and nine disciples from the Yao family. Only Yao He and the Lingxiao Sect's group remain undiscovered."

The woman's face was full of gloom. She looked up at the sky and said coldly, "Find it quickly, we don't have much time."

The conversation between the group was transmitted to the outside of the secret realm via the photo-recording stone.

The sect leader of the Medicine King Sect sighed, "Fortunately, these children entered the secret realm ahead of time, so they escaped a calamity."

"But what does it mean that she said she didn't have much time?"

Only the sect leader of Wuji Sect and the third elder of Lingxiao Sect had ventured into Wanling Abyss in their youth and seemed to know something about it.

The Third Elder thought for a moment and said softly, "If nothing unexpected happens, they entered the Abyss of Myriad Spirits this time to awaken that great figure in the dark clouds."

Do not……

To be precise, it was a great demon sealed in the dark clouds.

The group exchanged bewildered glances: "What powerful demon?"

"Black Dragon," the sect leader of the Wuji Sect replied.

"I've only vaguely heard some things about it..." said the sect master of Wuji Sect. "The Black Dragon is a branch of the ancient dragon race. It is a traitor to the dragon race and was once the contracted beast of the previous Demon Lord. After the Demon Lord was defeated, it was sealed in the Abyss of Ten Thousand Spirits by a mysterious talisman cultivator."

Some people still don't understand: "Then why are these demons capturing righteous disciples?"

The Third Elder succinctly stated: "Dispel the formation."

Back then, countless righteous experts had already been lost just to capture the Black Dragon. Moreover, since it was right after the end of the war between the righteous and the demonic forces, the righteous path had suffered heavy losses and could no longer kill the Black Dragon. Only one talisman cultivator sacrificed himself to form an array and sealed the Black Dragon in the Abyss of Ten Thousand Spirits.

The seal was extremely strange; it was a sealing technique created by that talisman cultivator himself.

At that time, the demon race also suffered heavy losses and was in dire straits, forced to leave the Yuan Yue Continent in a sorry state, thus creating thousands of years of peace. Even after all these years, a few ungrateful demons still manage to sneak into the cultivation world.

This was the first time they had seen these demons appear so openly; it was more like a declaration of war against the entire cultivation world.

The Third Elder said, "The Demon Clan has a Blood Demon Formation, which is said to be able to dissolve other formations and break them with other formations. However, the requirements for cultivating the Blood Demon Formation are extremely high, and its use requires the sacrifice of others' lives..."

The black dragon was sealed within the dark clouds, and the captured righteous disciples were the key that the demons used to unlock the clouds.

After this explanation, the Third Elder calmed down and his thoughts became clearer.

"The Blood Demon Formation cannot tolerate any mistakes when it is set up. Once a problem occurs, the person who sets up the formation will suffer a backlash from the formation."

This is the real reason why the Xiao family did not cooperate with the five sects; they didn't need many offerings for this secret realm—twenty Golden Core cultivators would suffice.

If there are too many people, the capture will take too long, and the teleportation realm may need to be repaired.

If the mice are not caught cleanly and a trap is hastily set up, it will only lead to a desperate situation where one is devoured by the backlash.