Female supremacy: The journey of a pregnant princess to the top

From the capital city of Fengqi, we took a horse carriage to the secret place at the junction of the three countries of Tianfeng, Qingyang and Baiyao in the southwest. We changed horses several times and it took seven days.

Chun Tao, the personal maid, could not enter the secret realm, so she could only be escorted off the carriage outside the entrance and promised to wait for her outside the entrance.

After checking the admission tickets, when we arrived at the entrance, there were already many disciples from other sects and academies waiting, estimated to be about five or six hundred people.

Jiang Lingyue saw a few familiar faces, it was the Eighth Princess and her group.

"Hey, isn't this His Highness the Ninth Prince?" A woman in green clothes beside the Eighth Princess said, "Why is His Highness the Ninth Prince alone? Aren't His Highness's two friends here with him?"

Jiang Lingyue glanced at her and ignored her. She had seen this kind of provocation many times.

Seeing that the Ninth Princess ignored her, Chen Ting was very angry and turned to complain to the Eighth Princess, "Eighth Prince, the Ninth Prince didn't even say hello when he saw you. He is so arrogant."

The Eighth Princess snorted arrogantly, "With this level of cultivation, she actually dared to come to the secret realm. A fool is a fool. Let's see how she cries later."

The several children of nobles beside her immediately nodded in agreement, perfectly portraying the role of yes-men.

Suddenly, Jiang Lingyue heard a shout. She turned her head in confusion, her eyes passing through the crowd, and finally fell on Lin Lige and Murong Bing in the crowd.

At this moment, the two friends were waving their arms at her with smiles on their faces. Seeing this, Jiang Lingyue was suddenly filled with joy. She turned around briskly and walked towards the two people with light steps.

When the three of them successfully met, the atmosphere between them became particularly harmonious and cheerful. They talked and laughed with each other, shared various anecdotes, and time passed unnoticed.

At this moment, several extremely sharp sword auras suddenly streaked across the originally clear sky. These sword auras were as fast as lightning, cutting through the sky with endless power.

Everyone looked up and saw dozens of monks with unfathomable cultivation levels flying through the sky on flying swords, and finally landing steadily on a high platform in the open space ahead.

These monks had graceful figures and extraordinary temperaments, as if they were immortals from a fairyland. Their appearance caused waves of amazement and envy from the people around them.

Jiang Lingyue, Lin Lige and Murong Bing were also shocked by the spectacular sight before them, and their eyes revealed their yearning for the practitioners.

These dozens of people have different clothing styles, some are exquisite and luxurious, some are simple and elegant, some are smart and elegant, and some are calm and dignified; there are more women and relatively fewer men, but they all have profound cultivation, and none of them is at a level lower than the Nascent Soul stage.

There is no need for verbal description; just from the unique temperament and strong aura of these people, one can infer that they have distinguished identities - deans of academies from three countries and leaders and elders of various sects.

Among this group of people, the silver-haired young man standing in the center of the front row stood out particularly.

He seemed to be in his twenties, tall and slender, dressed in a snow-white gown with a translucent outer robe embroidered with light golden silk thread. His sleeves fluttered in the wind.

His silver hair falls behind him like a waterfall, and his ice-blue eyes are deep and cold, as pure and flawless as the ice and snow on the mountains, and crystal clear; his skin is as white as snow, his appearance is extremely handsome, and his temperament is elegant and otherworldly, as if he is an immortal who is not affected by the world.

This fairy-like handsome man who exudes an abstinence-like aura is completely different from Liu Xiuhan's enchanting, alluring and bewitching beauty. They can be said to be representatives of two extreme types of beauty.

Open the Eye of Identification.

[1302 years old, heavenly grade gold, fire and earth spiritual roots, initial stage of transformation, favorability towards the host 0. ]

It turned out that besides the dean of Fengwu College, there was another person in Tianfeng Country who had reached the Spirit Transformation Stage. This person's identity was already obvious.

Jiang Lingyue excitedly asked the two people beside her, "Guess who the silver-haired handsome guy in the middle of the front row is?"

After a long time without hearing a response, he turned around and saw that both of them were staring at the man. Lin Lige was even more exaggerated, and tears flowed from the corners of her mouth.

"Cough cough, cough cough..."

Jiang Lingyue coughed violently a few times, finally bringing the two men back to consciousness.

"Um, Your Highness the Ninth Prince, what did you just say?" Lin Lige woke up as if from a dream.

"Li Ge, the corner of your mouth..." Jiang Lingyue shook her head helplessly, "Guess who the handsome guy was just staring at?"

"Is there any need to guess? He must be Lingyun Sect's leader, Mo Linfeng." Lin Lige wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth awkwardly.

"I have heard since childhood that the leader of Lingyun Sect is a man of divine appearance, and that he is the man that all the women in Tianfeng Country love but cannot have. After seeing him today, I find that his reputation is well-deserved." Murong Bing also praised sincerely.

Lin Lige acted like a fangirl, "Yes, yes, I am lucky enough to see her true appearance today. I feel like I will die without regrets."

Listening to the two people's stories, Jiang Lingyue's guess was confirmed that the man must be the leader of Lingyun Sect.

Such a man can be admired from afar but not played with. If any woman dares to get close to him, there will be too many rivals in love, and she will probably die without knowing how. It's so scary to think about it.

Next to the leader of Lingyun Sect stood a middle-aged woman wearing dark brown brocade clothes, who was amiable, steady and kind.

Although she had never seen him before, Jiang Lingyue vaguely guessed the other party's identity. So, she used the Eye of Identification to investigate.

[2005 years old, heavenly rank upper grade gold, water and earth spiritual roots, mid-stage transformation of the spirit.]

It turns out that he is at the Spirit Transformation Stage, so this person must be He Rushi, the dean of Fengwu College.

The dean usually practices in seclusion and rarely goes out. The former Ninth Princess often skipped classes and had never met the dean; although Jiang Lingyue often went to the academy, she had only been here for more than half a year and had never met the dean.

A moment later, a loud bell rang from the bell tower next to the platform, and the people on the flat ground at the entrance fell silent instantly.

He Rushi, the dean of Fengwu College, raised his hand to signal, and then gave a speech.

"Congratulations to everyone on obtaining the qualification to participate in the Secret Realm Trial. The rules of this Secret Realm Trial are as follows."

"First, all participants must not fight among themselves. If found, they will be severely punished."

"Second, all resources obtained in the secret realm belong to me."

"Third, at 3:30 p.m. today, the formation at the entrance to the secret realm will open and close after one hour. At the same time ten days later, the entrance formation will open again for one hour. Please return on time. If you fail to come out on time, you will be trapped in the secret realm, and the entrance to the formation will not open again until three years later."

After Dean He Rushi finished explaining the rules, the people present began to stir. Jiang Lingyue and the other two were also discussing in low voices.

"Ten days is a bit tight." Murong Bing frowned.

"Indeed, we must seize the time to look for opportunities." Lin Lige nodded in agreement.

"Don't worry, as long as we are all careful, everything should be fine." Jiang Lingyue comforted.

Soon after, an elder on the high platform shouted loudly: "The secret trial is about to begin, please be prepared!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the formation on the ground at the entrance flashed with dazzling light, and a huge light gate appeared in the direction of the secret realm ahead, and a powerful suction force emanated from it.

There were bursts of exclamations from the crowd. After hesitating for a moment, the disciples, led by their respective leaders, entered the secret realm in an orderly manner.

Jiang Lingyue took a deep breath, exchanged glances with Lin Lige and Murong Bing, and then resolutely stepped into the light gate of the formation.

After a dizzying moment, when they opened their eyes again, they found themselves in a secret place.

As soon as she stepped in, she felt a strong spiritual energy coming towards her.

As far as the eye can see, there is a lush forest with towering ancient trees and tangled vines.

There were also bursts of beast roars coming from the distance, which sounded very ferocious.

Jiang Lingyue was alert and clenched the spear in her hand.

She looked around and found that everyone else also had a serious expression. It was obvious that everyone was aware of the danger in this secret realm.

Jiang Lingyue reminded everyone to stay vigilant, and then set out with her friends to explore this unknown area.