The Lord God is kneeling on the washboard again

The elder of Lingyun Sect said to everyone: "Now that all the disciples from various sects have gathered, let's set off!" The elder's voice was loud and powerful, echoing in everyone's ears.

He looked at every disciple present with a determined gaze, his eyes full of expectation and encouragement.

Upon hearing the elder's instructions, the disciples instantly perked up, each rubbing their hands in readiness, ready to face the coming challenge. A quiet murmur began to rise from the crowd.

"I'm finally setting off. I wonder what kind of tests I'll encounter this time."

"Yes, but we can't bring shame to the sect."

Under the leadership of the elders, everyone took steps in an orderly manner, moving towards the unknown future, their hearts full of longing and anxiety for the future.

A disciple from a sect asked Xing Xuanli with awe and curiosity, "I wonder what the current cultivation level of the Palace Master of the Sun and Moon Palace is?" His voice rang out among the crowd, carrying a hint of nervousness and anticipation.

The people around him fell silent upon hearing this question, their eyes turning to Xing Xuanli, awaiting her response. The disciple looked at Xing Xuanli nervously, his hands unconsciously clenched, as if he was afraid that his presumptuous question would displease the Palace Master.

When Xing Xuanli heard what the disciple said, she smiled and said, "I am not talented, I am only at the eighth level of foundation building." Her tone was calm, as if this was not something worth bragging about.

That smile was like a spring breeze, warm and inviting. However, the eighth level of Foundation Establishment she mentioned astonished everyone present. One must know that among so many practitioners, reaching this level at such a young age is a testament to exceptional talent and hard work.

When everyone looked at Xing Xuanli, there was not only admiration but also a bit of awe.

When the disciples of Lingxiao Sect heard Xing Xuanli say that she was only at the eighth level of foundation building, they couldn't help but sneer, "Huh, I thought you were something great? Turns out you've only reached the foundation building stage. Senior Sister Lingshan has already reached the golden elixir stage!" His tone was full of disdain and ridicule, and the upturned corners of his mouth and contemptuous eyes made it seem as if he didn't take Xing Xuanli seriously at all.

He looked around, as if trying to gain recognition from the eyes of others, and then said: "With such cultivation level, you dare to call yourself the Palace Master in front of so many sects. You really don't know your place." After saying that, he deliberately glanced in the direction of Luo Lingshan, his eyes full of flattery.

The surrounding Lingxiao Sect disciples also echoed, "That's right, our Senior Sister Lingshan is really amazing. Not everyone can reach the Golden Core realm." For a moment, the atmosphere in the Lingxiao Sect became noisy and provocative.

A disciple of the Sun and Moon Palace shouted angrily, "The Palace Master is the last disciple of our old Palace Master, and he has long passed on the throne to him!" His voice became high-pitched with anger, his eyes widened, and veins bulged on his forehead.

"This is a fact set in stone, and you are not allowed to make false statements here! How can you slander and question the successor chosen by the old palace master himself?" The disciple said loudly while taking a few steps forward and approaching those people with bad intentions aggressively.

"It's none of your place as outsiders to comment on what's going on inside our Sun and Moon Palace!" He glared, and his powerful aura made everyone around him feel his anger and determination.

After hearing Xing Xuanli's cultivation level, Luo Lingshan scoffed inwardly. "Hmph! That's the difference!" Her lips curled up slightly, revealing a hint of disdainful sneer. She secretly despised him, "With this level of cultivation, you're not even worthy of being compared to me."

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) stroked Xing Xuanli's hair and said gently: "Li'er, I don't care how high your cultivation level is, I only care about you as a person." His eyes were full of affection and cherishment, as if Xing Xuanli was the only one in the whole world.

Luo Lingshan dug her fingernails into her flesh when she heard Yun Mohan's words, and her expression instantly darkened. "Don't you care about your cultivation level?" she roared inwardly. "Why is he so devoted to Xing Xuanli, so reckless?" Her eyes were filled with jealousy and resentment as she stared at Yun Mohan and Xing Xuanli, her anger burning ever more fiercely.

Luo Lingshan's body trembled slightly, trembling with extreme anger and resentment. She couldn't accept Yun Mohan's preference for Xing Xuanli, and even more so, she couldn't stand being at a disadvantage in this emotional battle. At this moment, her heart was filled with jealousy towards Xing Xuanli and resentment towards Yun Mohan, as if consumed by a dark emotion.

Xing Xuanli said lightly to the disciples of Lingxiao Sect, "Your senior sister who is in the Jindan stage was defeated by me who is in the Foundation Establishment stage last time at the royal hunt." Her tone was relaxed and a little playful, and there was a cunning light flashing in her smart eyes, which was indescribably playful and cute.

She tilted her head slightly, the corner of her mouth raised, and with a faint smile she continued, "I can still vividly remember the scene at that time. I wonder if your senior sister has reflected on it after returning home. How could she not even be defeated by someone like me who is in the Foundation Establishment stage?"

Xing Xuanli folded her hands in front of her chest, looking calm and composed. Her confident look seemed to tell everyone that the realm of cultivation cannot determine everything, and true strength cannot be measured by the realm.

Luo Lingshan heard Xing Xuanli's mockery of her and glared at Xing Xuanli with fire in her eyes. She said to Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) in a coquettish tone: "Senior brother, don't you do anything about it? How can she humiliate me like this!" She looked pitiful, as if she had suffered a great injustice.

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) said coldly: "Luo Lingshan, don't try to make connections. I have nothing to do with your Lingxiao Sect." His voice was as cold as ice, without a trace of emotion, and the look he gave Luo Lingshan was full of disgust and alienation.

At this moment, Bai Yize said, "Junior Brother Nangong, have you really been bewitched by this witch?" He frowned, his face full of disbelief, and his eyes moved back and forth between Yun Mohan and Xing Xuanli.

"Don't talk nonsense. Li'er is not what you said." Yun Mohan's expression turned stern and he retorted without hesitation. He protected Xing Xuanli behind him, as if he was guarding against anyone hurting her.

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) taunted, "Luo Lingshan, you've been practicing luck since you were a child. Since you can't beat Li'er, who has just started practicing luck, how dare you say that you are a favored daughter of heaven?" His words were like sharp arrows, shooting straight at Luo Lingshan, his eyes full of disdain and contempt.

"Where has all your years of training gone? How dare you flaunt your abilities in front of everyone?" Yun Mohan continued, his tone growing colder. "Compared to Li'er, you're nothing."

Luo Lingshan was so irritated by his words that her face turned pale and blue, her body trembled slightly, her eyes were full of anger and shame, but she couldn't find the words to refute for a while.

Luo Lingshan's face was filled with rage, and she shouted, "Luo Lingshan is in the Golden Core stage, while she is only in the Foundation Establishment stage. How can she compare with me?" Her voice became sharp due to anger, and her eyes were full of unwillingness and dissatisfaction.

"With her low level of cultivation, she dares to act arrogant in front of me. She is totally ignorant! I have reached the Golden Core stage after years of hard practice, and she is only in the Foundation Establishment stage. What qualifications does she have to be compared with me?" Luo Lingshan clenched her hands, her body trembling slightly with excitement.

"You all favor her. Can't you see my efforts and achievements?" There was a hint of grievance and resentment in her voice, as if she had been treated extremely unfairly.

Shi Sang said sarcastically: "Luo Lingshan, could it be that your Jindan stage elixir made it up?" Her eyes revealed suspicion and disdain, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly with a hint of sarcasm.

"I've heard that some people are willing to spend a lot of precious elixirs in order to quickly improve their cultivation. It's hard not to be suspicious of someone like you who suddenly appears in the Jindan stage." Shi Sang folded his hands in front of his chest, leaned forward slightly, looked directly into Luo Lingshan's eyes, and continued.

"Don't think that you can become a truly strong person by relying on elixirs. Without a solid foundation and your own efforts, you will ultimately be strong on the outside but weak on the inside." Shi Sang's tone became increasingly sharp, and every word was like a thorn, piercing Luo Lingshan.

Luo Lingshan clenched her fists, her knuckles turning white from the strain. Her eyes widened in anger. She thought angrily, "She's been so focused on conquering Nangong Han all these years. How could she have had time to practice?" Anger and resentment mingled within her, and her body trembled slightly with excitement.

"For him, she spent countless energy and thoughts, thinking day and night about how to win his heart. How could she have the leisure to take care of cultivation!" She muttered silently in her heart. The more she thought about it, the more excited she became. Her eyes gradually turned red. It seemed that all the efforts and forbearance over the years came to her mind at this moment.

"What qualifications do they have to blame me? What qualifications do they have!" She roared angrily in her heart, breathing heavily, her chest heaving violently. Her angry and helpless look made people feel pity.

Everyone began walking towards the secret realm. Yun Mohan (Nangong Han), holding Xing Xuanli's hand tightly, followed the group. The two chatted and laughed, Xing Xuanli's charming laughter as clear as a silver bell, while Yun Mohan's eyes were filled with tenderness. From time to time, he would listen to Xing Xuanli's whispers and respond with a smile on his face.

Luo Lingshan watched the two of them walk away, her hands unconsciously clenched, her eyes filled with murderous intent. She gritted her teeth, jealousy and anger burning in her heart like a raging fire. That sweet scene seemed to her like the sharpest thorn, pricking every nerve in her body.

At this moment, Shi Sang said sarcastically: "If it's not yours, it will never be yours." Luo Lingshan turned her head abruptly, glared at Shi Sang fiercely, and roared: "Shut up!" Shi Sang was not afraid, and continued to mock: "Why, are you angry because I hit the sore spot? People are in love, but you can only stare here, pitiful." Luo Lingshan's face became more and more ugly, and her body was trembling with anger, but she could not refute Shi Sang's words, so she could only hold back the anger in her heart. She looked embarrassed and pitiful.

Shi Sang whispered in Luo Lingshan's ear, his voice was soft but every word was clear: "Just you, do you think you can compare with A'li?" His tone was full of contempt and disdain.

Luo Lingshan's body suddenly stiffened. She looked at Shi Sang in disbelief, the rage in her eyes threatening to consume him. "What did you say?" Luo Lingshan asked through gritted teeth.

Shi Sang, however, was not afraid of her anger. He sneered, leaned closer to her ear again, and said slowly, "Look at yourself, calculating and jealous. How can you compare to the simple and kind-hearted A-ri?"

Luo Lingshan's face turned pale instantly, her lips trembling. She wanted to refute but didn't know where to start. Shi Sang's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting her heart hard, shattering her pride and self-esteem.

In that brief moment of playfulness, everyone had unknowingly found themselves deep within the secret realm. The surrounding scenery suddenly changed dramatically. The once clear path became intricate and complex, and a hazy fog spread, making it difficult to see what was ahead.

Towering ancient trees rose from the ground, their lush branches intertwined, nearly obscuring the sky. Strange flowers and plants emanated a mysterious glow, appearing and disappearing. The ground beneath my feet had become soft and damp, as if hiding unknown dangers.

Everyone stopped, their expressions becoming alert and nervous. They began to carefully observe their surroundings, trying to find a safe path forward. The secret realm at this moment was quiet and filled with a mysterious atmosphere, which made people feel both excited and a little terrified.

The secret realm is fraught with danger, and every step forward feels like stepping into an unknown trap. A gloomy atmosphere permeates the air, sending chills down one's spine.

From time to time, strange noises could be heard from dark corners, as if countless pairs of eyes were secretly watching everyone. The road under their feet was rugged and uneven, and if they were not careful, they might fall into a bottomless swamp.

Toxic vines creep silently over tree trunks and rocks, their spikes gleaming with cold light, instantly poisoning anyone who touches them. And then there are the ferocious beasts hiding in the bushes, always ready to launch a deadly attack on intruders.

A fierce wind howled through the narrow valley, stirring up a cloud of sand and rocks that made it impossible to open one's eyes. A mysterious formation loomed, emitting a terrifying light. Triggering it carelessly could lead to an irretrievable fate.

Overhead, huge rocks precariously crumbled, as if poised to crash down at any moment. Thick fog enveloped the bottomless cliffs, making it impossible to gauge distance or direction.

In this secret realm, deadly dangers are hidden everywhere, testing everyone's courage, wisdom and strength.

Xing Xuanli said to the disciples of the Sun and Moon Palace with a serious expression: "Everyone be careful, there is a lot of fog in this forest, don't take it lightly." Her voice was crisp and loud, and it was particularly clear in this silent forest.

"This thick fog not only obscures our vision, making it difficult to discern direction, but it may also hide all sorts of unknown dangers. Perhaps there are poisonous insects and ferocious beasts lurking in it, waiting for an opportunity to strike." Xing Xuanli continued while observing her surroundings vigilantly, "Everyone, look after each other, stay alert, and don't leave the team at will."

Her beautiful face was now filled with seriousness and caution, her eyes revealing determination and courage. The disciples nodded in agreement, tightening their grip on their weapons and cautiously following her, slowly advancing.

Xing Xuanli said solemnly: "Take the token I gave you before you set out for the secret realm. Han, this is for you. It can block the fog in the forest." As she spoke, she handed a token emitting a faint light to Yun Mohan (Nangong Han).

"This token has special magic power. It can dispel the fog to a certain extent and make our vision clearer. Everyone must keep it well and don't lose it." Xing Xuanli swept his eyes over everyone with a serious and earnest expression.

Yun Mohan took the token, nodded slightly, and said, "Don't worry, Li'er." He put the token away carefully, his eyes full of trust and gratitude towards Xing Xuanli.

The other disciples also followed Xing Xuanli's instructions, put on the tokens, and prepared to deal with this forest full of unknown dangers.