After disappearing for ten years, the junior sister made the entire sect kneel down to welcome her.

Beneath the cliff shrouded in white mist, a massive, dark gray palace looms indistinctly.

Scattered, dark red, decaying ancient trees lie scattered about, the palace lying silently for eternity, like an ancient behemoth sleeping in a crevice of a cliff, the broken walls and ruins exuding a rich, cold aura, appearing both sacred and chilling.

They had considered that the next treasure their junior uncle would lead them to might be a Qionghua flower, a fairy herb, or a spirit beast, but they never expected it.

It's actually the second Ling Shan Sect palace!

Below is the Hidden Mystery Hall, one of the seventy-two halls of the Lingshan Sect.

"Elbow, let's go down!" Luo Huanzhen said, then stood up on her short legs and took a step back, preparing to gather her strength and jump down.

However, after taking only two steps back, he was grabbed from under the armpits by the disciple behind him and placed on his neck.

"Don't be afraid, Junior Uncle. Let us take you flying down—"

"Wuhu~~~ Let's fly!"

"Charge! Charge! Charge!"

They didn't give Luo, the minor tribulation stage cultivator who had just returned to cultivation, any chance to show his true abilities.

Luo Huanzhen hugged her disciple's head. After being stunned for a moment, she felt the breeze on her face and the disciples who were circling around her, trying to make her happy. She also showed her little tiger teeth and giggled.

……

"Second Senior Brother, hurry up..."

Su Mingyue, clinging weakly to Lei Ziyue's back, urged him on, while Lei Ziyue gritted his teeth and carried her forward. Each step left a trail of bright red blood.

But Su Mingyue didn't notice.

She was so focused on staring ahead that when she saw that the cliff in front of her was deserted, she knew they had lost them.

Su Mingyue's eyes immediately reddened, and she lay down on Lei Ziyue, trembling as she sobbed softly.

"It's all my fault, it's all my second senior brother's fault... Waaah..."

Normally, if Lei Ziyue heard Su Mingyue crying and complaining so aggrievedly, he would only feel sorry for her and then love her even more, and coax her.

But now that he was seriously injured and had to carry Su Mingyue on his back, these complaints made him feel frustrated and uncomfortable.

But Lei Ziyue took a deep breath and patiently coaxed her softly, "Mingyue, don't cry, look down...look down..."

Su Mingyue wiped away her tears, her eyes red as she looked down, and immediately, her crying stopped.

This is... the Hidden Mystery Hall!

Su Mingyue's heart skipped a beat.

Following Luo Zhenhuan was indeed the right decision; in less than twelve hours, they had already found two palaces!

Of the seventy-two halls, the Hidden Mystery Hall is the one Su Mingyue most wants to meet.

Because the Zangxuan Hall is the palace of the Lingshan Sect in charge of gold essence stone magic artifacts, it is filled with high-level magic artifacts and rare smelted metals.

Her current natal spirit sword is a treasure-grade weapon, and it won't last long. She'll either need to find materials to reforge it, or get a better one.

The Hidden Mystery Hall could solve her immediate problem.

Even if she can't find a magic weapon of higher quality than a treasure, as long as she can get some smelting materials and have her fourth senior brother help her reforge the spirit sword, that would be good.

"Second Senior Brother, let's go down quickly." Su Mingyue weakly stretched out her two slender and delicate arms and urged Lei Ziyue to carry her down.

Lei Ziyue: "Mm."

The Hidden Mystery Hall is even more dilapidated than the Canghua Hall.

Because of the special building materials, the entire palace was devoid of life. The perpetual fog seeped into every brick and stone, the ground and walls were damp, and the air was filled with the cold, metallic smell of water.

Lei Ziyue carried Su Mingyue through several corridors and bumped into Luo Huanzhen and his group in a spacious hall that could hold tens of thousands of people.

Inside the main hall, towering pillars and ancient walls are covered with all sorts of magical weapons:

Ancient and heavy swords, crystal-clear halberds, sharp short blades, and shimmering fans... Nearly ten thousand weapons, densely packed together, are enough to make one's eyes pop out.

Su Mingyue's eyes lit up, but before she could speak, Luo Huanzhen, who was riding on the disciple's shoulders, glanced at her, raised his little hand, waved it domineeringly, and said in a childish voice:

"pull out!"

Just one word.

The disciples of the Xuantian Sect scattered instantly with a "whoosh," flying around the huge palace and grabbing whatever they could get their hands on. Their movements and speed were like a swarm of locusts that hadn't eaten for eight hundred years passing by.

Three breaths.

No, two and a half.

Nearly ten thousand weapons were completely gone, not a single one left. Even the hooks on the wall where the weapons were hung were pulled away.

Su Mingyue stood there, mouth agape, stunned.

"..."

unacceptable.

That's absolutely outrageous!!

Lei Ziyue was also dumbfounded.

He opened his mouth, as if to say something, but looking at the empty walls, he couldn't utter a word.

Before the two could react, Luo Huanzhen was already perched on the disciple's shoulders, waving his little hand: "Next!"

A large group of people rushed towards the next hall without looking back.

Throughout the entire process, not a single person turned around to look at them.

Su Mingyue trembled with rage, her nails digging into her palms. Her eyes red, she gritted her teeth and shouted to Lei Ziyue, "Quick... Second Senior Brother, let's chase after them..."

Lei Ziyue took a deep breath, held Su Mingyue in his arms, and dragged his almost broken body as he desperately chased after them.

However, he was seriously injured and his spiritual power was almost exhausted. How could he compete with those energetic disciples?

The second main hall was empty of precious minerals.

The third main hall was empty of black iron, mithril, and extraterrestrial meteorites.

The fourth hall, the fifth hall... not even a trace was left.

Lei Zi put Su Mingyue down and leaned against the wall, panting heavily.

Su Mingyue finally couldn't take it anymore, "Second Senior Brother, why are you always so slow?!"

Her weak and feeble voice couldn't hide the anger and resentment in her tone, which was like a knife stabbing her. She wished she could push Lei Ziyue away and run away, but she couldn't run.

Lei Ziyue was stunned when he heard her words.

He looked up at Su Mingyue's face, which was slightly distorted with anger, his lips moved, but he didn't say anything.

Su Mingyue was also stunned.

When she saw Lei Ziyue's pale face, his blood-soaked robes, and the small patch of blood at his feet, her heart skipped a beat.

Su Mingyue quickly composed herself, her eyes reddening, and she once again appeared weak, pitiful, and endearing: "Second Senior Brother... I'm sorry. Mingyue was too anxious. Mingyue didn't mean to be mean to you..."

She tilted her head back and said weakly, "We...we'll keep going, okay? They can't take everything; there will always be things they miss..."

Lei Ziyue remained silent for a long time.

He looked at the girl in front of him and suddenly felt a little unfamiliar with her.

Is the Mingyue who used to sweetly call him "Second Brother is the best" really the same person as the Mingyue who now complains about his slowness and uselessness?

"Mingyue," Lei Ziyue's voice was hoarse, "Could you... give me a healing pill?"

He really couldn't hold on any longer. If he didn't take the healing pills, he wouldn't even be able to stand up, let alone travel.

Su Mingyue bit her lip and fell silent.

She was reluctant to give it.

Because he was too slow, she missed so many opportunities. And now he has the nerve to ask her for pills?

Moreover, the secret realm has only just begun, and there are still more than ten days to go. Who knows what kind of situation we will encounter?

She herself was injured; what would happen to herself if she gave him the pill?

In case of danger, without any elixirs to protect you...

Su Mingyue lowered her eyes, her voice soft and weak, tinged with a hint of difficulty: "Second Senior Brother... Mingyue doesn't have many pills left."