Nuwa, the goddess of immortality, said that cultivating immortality does not require spiritual energ

The next afternoon, after having lunch, Qin Le arrived at the entrance to the Wanbao Secret Realm.

Looking around, the entrance was packed with people—from above, it was a dense mass of heads.

The secret realm has not yet opened, and these people are all cultivators who have been waiting here in advance in order to seize the opportunity.

Qin Le sent messages to Chen Yun and Chu Xiaonan, and learned that the two were still on their way. Then she found a relatively quiet corner to sit down, sent them her location, and waited quietly.

About ten minutes later, Qin Le didn't see Chen Yun and Chu Xiaonan, but instead saw two familiar faces—Lu Qingshuang and Luo Qiuyue.

"Qin Le, are you also interested in the things in the secret realm?" Luo Qiuyue approached with a smile.

Lu Qingshuang also looked at Qin Le with curiosity.

"Nothing particularly interesting," Qin Le shook his head. "I'm just accompanying Chen Yun and Chu Xiaonan inside for a stroll."

"I see..." Luo Qiuyue's eyes flickered slightly, and she naturally suggested, "Then... how about Qing Shuang and I join us? It's better to have more people to help each other."

Although the suggestion was made on a whim, she was serious. She and Lu Qingshuang were both strong, but having three more trustworthy and equally capable teammates would naturally make things more secure.

Although killing each other is forbidden in the Myriad Treasures Secret Realm, it is not uncommon for people to turn against each other and plot against each other over the sake of treasure.

Therefore, most people prefer to act alone rather than risk betrayal by their teammates. Those who can team up are basically people who completely trust each other.

In Luo Qiuyue's view, Qin Le and the other two were undoubtedly trustworthy—not only because they were classmates for many years and knew each other well, but also because they had powerful figures backing them up.

Nuwa personally taught them, Nezha chose them, Erlang Shen bestowed upon them magic... When these great gods selected people, their character and temperament were far more important than their talents.

"I'll have to ask them about that." Qin Le didn't agree immediately, but instead took out his phone and sent a message.

"Okay." Luo Qiuyue nodded and waited quietly.

Soon, Chen Yun and Chu Xiaonan both replied. Qin Le looked up at the two of them:

"They agreed. Welcome to the team."

"Thank you," Luo Qiuyue smiled.

Lu Qingshuang, who had remained quiet throughout, also nodded slightly in greeting.

A few minutes later, Chen Yun and Chu Xiaonan arrived.

As soon as Chen Yun sat down, he looked earnestly at Luo Qiuyue and Lu Qingshuang: "The distribution of treasures will be based on need, and if anyone doesn't gain anything throughout the process, then the person who obtained the treasure will compensate them with other resources. Is that acceptable?"

This was a rule the three of them had agreed upon beforehand—some things had to be clarified in advance.

"Sure, no problem."

Luo Qiuyue readily agreed. Lu Qingshuang also nodded in agreement.

The five people sat and chatted for about half an hour when suddenly ripples appeared in the sky.

The Jade Emperor's figure appeared out of thin air, and with a wave of his hand—

A dazzling light gate, hundreds of meters wide, slowly unfolded in the air.

"The Myriad Treasures Realm is now open!"

His voice was as loud as a bell, echoing throughout the surrounding fields.

The crowd that had been waiting for a long time suddenly erupted in excitement, and figures rose into the air and surged into the portal of light.

Qin Le and his group of five also set off.

After passing through the portal, what lay before them was not the expected secret realm, but an endless expanse of pure white space. In the center of this space, five portals of light, each with a distinct style, floated silently, standing out prominently.

Each gate of light corresponds to a different treasure land:

The battlefield—a remnant of the battle between gods and demons, with countless fragments of supernatural powers and weapons remaining;

Lingshan—the place where innate spiritual plants, immortal herbs, and exotic fruits grow;

Ruins—the ruins of ancient sects and cave dwellings, containing lost classics and secret treasures;

The mine—a place where rare spiritual ores and exquisite materials for refining weapons converge;

Inheritance—the lifelong learning and treasures left behind by a fallen god.

Those entering must make a choice here.

Most people made quick decisions and flew toward their chosen portals. Battlefields and ruins were the most popular choices, followed by sacred mountains and mines.

However, very few people actually go through the gate of inheritance.

"Let's go in too," Chen Yun said.

The five of them took to the air and flew straight toward the Gate of Inheritance—a consensus they had reached during their earlier casual conversation.

Our first stop is to see the heritage.

The so-called inheritance refers to the lifelong learning and accumulation left behind by the immortals who died in battle in the celestial realm before their fall, hoping to find a successor so that their lineage would not be cut off.

Those chosen will not only gain the insights and secret techniques of a deity's life, but also inherit the treasures they possessed during their lifetime.

Even some living deities—such as Nezha and Chang'e—will leave opportunities here for those destined to find them.

However, the selection process for the Gate of Inheritance is far more rigorous than the Chosen Ceremony. The number of those who can obtain an inheritor from it is so small that even one in ten thousand is insufficient to describe it.

And these very few lucky individuals are mostly the best of the younger generation.

Passing through the portal of light, the view suddenly opened up.

Before me stretched an endless forest of stone statues. Each statue represented a deity who died protecting the Three Realms and left behind a legacy.

However, there are many more immortals... who didn't even have the chance to leave behind a legacy before silently perishing.

"Let's split up." Luo Qiuyue looked around. "There shouldn't be any danger here."

The five people dispersed in tacit agreement.

Chen Yun, Chu Xiaonan, Luo Qiuyue, and Lu Qingshuang all had clear goals, but Qin Le wandered aimlessly among the stone statues—he lacked nothing, so he didn't care about finding anything.

Before he knew it, he stopped in front of a stone statue of an armored man.

A brief biography is inscribed on the base of the statue:

Chen Anning, a fifth-rank divine general of the Heavenly Court. He possessed the cultivation of a perfected Celestial Immortal and had slain a million Chaos Beasts. In his final battle, he was betrayed by traitors from the Three Realms and fought to the death.

In just a few lines, a life of blood and fire is depicted.

Qin Le watched quietly, his heart unmoved—not out of indifference, but because these things were too far removed from him. A few words were ultimately insufficient to evoke genuine empathy.

Just then, a voice suddenly rang out, deep and tinged with doubt:

"You don't have a single fluctuation of spiritual energy... so why are you surrounded by Daoist aura?"

Qin Le looked up.

The statue's face seemed to come alive, its eyes gazing silently at him.

"My spiritual affinity is only 1%," Qin Le said respectfully, "but I have comprehended the path of immortality."

Although he could not empathize with them, he always held these gods who died fighting for the Three Realms in high esteem.

A clear look of astonishment appeared on the stone statue's face:

"Damn! I toiled my whole life back then and still couldn't even touch the edge of the immortal path... and you just grasped it so easily?!"

At this moment, the lingering thought that Chen Anning left in the stone statue felt like it had created a huge psychological shadow in his heart.

Back then, he was stuck at the peak of the Celestial Immortal realm because he failed to comprehend the Dao of Immortality. If he had been able to break through to the Golden Immortal realm then, how could the traitor's scheme have succeeded?

Qin Le raised his hand, and a slowly rotating transparent cube appeared in his palm.

He smiled slightly: "The Path of Spatial Immortality, interested in learning more?"

Chen Anning's lingering regret: "..."

The stone statue fell silent.

Even the stones seemed to exude a sense of speechless frustration.