A heretical cultivator in Bureau 749, I'm the fiercest at pulling out tendons and skinning peop

A secret realm.

No doubt about it, it's another secret realm!

On the stage, the representatives of the various sects and families who were invited to attend the ceremony had eyes that were truly red, as red as if they had conjunctivitis, almost bleeding!

What does a secret realm mean?

It means an inexhaustible supply of resources!

It means a blessed land unparalleled in the world!

It signifies a solid foundation and profound heritage that can benefit future generations for thousands of years!

Just look at the Taoist sect and you'll understand!

After that great calamity, the Taoist sect suffered an unbearable fate.

But what happened next?

It was only with the strong support of the great man, and the two secret realms they held tightly in their hands, that they managed to recover. Not only did their incense offerings not die out, but now they are flourishing and thriving!

Why?

The secret realm contains rare and precious materials, spiritual energy concentration, time flow rate, unique inheritance... which of these isn't a treasure that would make outsiders fight tooth and nail for it?

Why can Buddhism compete with Taoism? Because they have their own secret realms and grotto-heavens to rely on!

One secret realm is enough for a top-tier sect to live off for several lifetimes!

But look at the way Bureau 749 operates!

Goodness, they brought out that secret peach forest in the clouds for these kids' team building activity. They can pick peaches to their heart's content, just like a farm-style fruit picking garden.

Judging from the current setup, this is going to be used as a fighting arena!

What kind of family is this? Do they own a mine... no, do they own a secret production line?

When powerful sects and aristocratic families obtain a secret realm, they would lock it up with eight locks. The sect leader would even sleep with the key to the secret realm in his arms. Ordinary disciples wouldn't even know which way the entrance to the secret realm faces.

749th Bureau, what a surprise! A secret realm? Oh, a secret realm? Nothing special. Let's take one for the kids to enjoy some farm life, and then take another for them to have some group fights.

It highlights a bold and unrestrained attitude, emphasizing that "they don't treat steamed buns as staple food!"

"Comparing people is a recipe for disaster, comparing goods is a recipe for disaster..."

An elder of a sect clutched his chest, feeling his Dao heart was somewhat unstable, and urgently needed a quick-acting heart medicine.

"Just how deep is the 749 Bureau's wealth?" The head of another powerful family stared wide-eyed.

"No way, when I get back I have to make those little rascals at home work twice as hard! Try to get them into the 749 government!"

Those with brains have already started thinking that if they can't beat them, they'll join them.

Just as this sour water of envy, jealousy, and hatred was about to engulf the audience.

In the peach grove, Ji Zuodao narrowed his eyes, staring at the outline of the island behind the deep sea curtain and in the light and shadow, and the more he looked, the more he felt that something was wrong.

This island...

The mountain's shape...

The more I look at it, the more familiar it seems!

I'm sure I've seen this somewhere before! And it was just recently!

He frowned and rummaged through his vast but disorganized memory bank.

In the blink of an eye—

Holy crap!

Ji Zuodao suddenly slapped his thigh, the sound so loud that it startled Dog, who was burping nearby.

He remembered!

He had indeed seen this island before!

As if his neck had springs attached, he snapped his head around, his gaze sharp as lightning, shooting straight into an inconspicuous corner of the audience.

There, Old Man Li still had his sleeves tucked in, squinting his eyes with an air of nonchalance, seemingly unconcerned about the spectacular sight of the secret realm appearing in the deep sea before him, and even appearing somewhat drowsy.

But just as Ji Zuodao's gaze swept over, Old Man Li's droopy eyelids opened almost imperceptibly by a crack, and a very faint, mischievous, and smug light flashed in his cloudy old eyes, a light that only Ji Zuodao could understand.

Then, he quickly closed his eyes again and continued to doze off.

What the hell!

Ji Zuodao opened and closed his mouth silently a few times, then slowly turned his head to look at the island in the light and shadow again.

This time, he looked at it with utmost seriousness and care.

My heart started racing uncontrollably.

Sure enough, isn't this the island drawn on that lousy map that Old Man Li mysteriously handed him?!

He glanced quickly to the left and right, like a thief.

Great, nobody noticed.

He quickly reached into his pocket and pulled out the crumpled, frayed map, which was neither leather nor paper.

Holding my breath, I carefully unfolded a corner of the window and quickly compared it to the sunlight streaming through the hidden realm ahead.

It matches up! It all matches up perfectly!

The main subject depicted in the center of the map is an island!

That crooked-necked mountain, that crescent-shaped bay, that bamboo shoot reef...

Even the obvious vegetation boundaries and stream directions on the island match the outline of the secret island that we see now perfectly, without any difference!

Everything is clearly marked.

That's not all.

On the map, more than a dozen small dots were meticulously marked in tiny characters at various locations on the island, accompanied by brief explanations:

"Three miles east of Crescent Bay, there is an underwater reef cave containing cold jade marrow."

"On the southern slope of Waibozi Mountain, there is a thousand-year-old tree struck by lightning."

"In the center of the Sunflower Reef Group, mirages appear every midnight when the tide rises, offering a glimpse into the secrets of heaven. However, they are guarded by a mirage demon, so enter with caution."

"hiss--!"

Ji Zuodao gasped.

This is no "damned map" what you call a damn map!

This is clearly a "luxury sightseeing and treasure-hunting map of the deep sea"!

Grandpa Li! Uncle Li! You're so damn righteous!

Not only did they provide a map in advance, but they also clearly marked where there were pitfalls, where there were treasures, where you could fish, and where you had to take detours, as if they were afraid you would get lost or suffer losses!

The service, the after-sales support, the thoughtfulness... even five stars aren't enough! It deserves a super, unbeatable, supreme VIP diamond rating!

Ji Zuodao felt incredibly warm and moved.

No, this favor must be repaid! It absolutely must be repaid! Repaid severely!

Ji Zuodao made a decision in an instant.

Once this grand martial arts competition is over, he'll go back and steal the thousand-year-old Drunken Immortal Wine that his third master hid behind the waterfall in the back mountain!

Yes, steal that! It's the good stuff that Master San has been talking about for years but has never been willing to drink!

Steal it all and send it to Old Man Li!

Let the old man have a taste and have some fun!

As for whether Master San would take a forty-meter-long sword and hack his way from Jinghai to the General Administration if he found out...

Sigh, we'll see! At worst, I'll just hide behind Old Man Li!

Ji Zuodao thought to himself with satisfaction, carefully folded the map again, stuffed it back into the innermost pocket, and patted it to make sure it was safe.

When he looked up at the deep-sea secret realm again, his eyes had completely changed.

What I was looking at just now was a magical, unknown, and potentially dangerous competition venue.

Now that looks like my own backyard.

"Hehe..." Ji Zuodao couldn't help but laugh out loud, his mouth stretching to his ears, rubbing his hands together, the light in his eyes brighter and more cunning than the "sun" in front of him.

"A brawl, huh? A free-for-all, huh?"

"Great...that's really great..."

"My darlings, wait, I'm coming to pamper you..."

The Kunpeng carried everyone and slowly approached the crevice in the deep sea.

The closer you get, the more real the sunlight, blue sky, sound of waves, and even the salty sea breeze that shines through the crack become.

It completely dispelled the darkness and deathly silence of the surrounding deep sea.

It's as if two worlds are separated by just a thin line.

Old Zhang's voice echoed once again across Kun's back, carrying an undisguised, mischievous smile:

"Dolls, do you see that?"

"This is the venue for this year's martial arts free-for-all!"

"Rules, simple!"

"On this island, you can hide, you can form alliances, you can betray others. The only goal is to take down everyone from the other branches. Anyone who loses consciousness will be kicked out of the secret realm."

"Each person eliminated earns one point, and the division with the highest score wins the martial arts competition."

"As for the timeframe... let's set it at the arrival of the second day of the new secret realm!"

"Did you all understand?!"

"Understood!"