After her senior sister was reborn, she actually became a powerful and arrogant protagonist?!

If you can't get it, destroy it.

Rather than letting Mingyue Academy become an obstacle to his throne, he might as well use it to do himself a favor.

This is consistent with the Second Prince's usual style.

"Then I thank the Second Prince for the information."

Chu Luobai bowed to Feng Xiuquan and followed the other cultivators up the white jade steps.

Feng Xunyuan followed closely behind Chu Luobai.

"That blank stone tablet is no harmless thing. I once heard that when several elders of Mingyue Academy were studying the blank stone tablet, their souls suddenly disappeared. Although I don't know why their bodies have not decomposed to this day, they are no different from the living dead."

"So that's how it is. I was wondering why Feng Xiuquan would suddenly be so kind."

Chu Luobai raised an eyebrow; his soul vanished, yet his body remained incorrupt.

This situation doesn't seem like a death caused by the complete annihilation of the soul; rather, it seems like the soul is trapped somewhere and can't get out.

This situation often occurs when cultivators explore unexplored secret realms; being trapped for ten or eight years is quite common.

It's just that the Tianyuan Dynasty couldn't access those secret realms, which is why they considered this matter special.

The long jade staircase leads directly to the secret realm. Once inside, the surrounding environment changes drastically.

In an instant, Chu Luobai arrived in a dense forest, and looking up, he could see a giant tree in the distance that blocked out the sky.

Feng Xunyuan, who had been following behind, had also disappeared. Instead, there was an unfamiliar cultivator not far away.

"It seems that this secret realm is the type where the landing point is random."

Chu Luobai released her divine sense and explored the surroundings.

"This secret realm is so small. Apart from this dense forest, there is only that giant tree."

"Fortunately, there were no demons, otherwise Feng Xunyuan, who has no cultivation at all, would have been in big trouble."

The secret realm seemed to be restricted from flying. Just as Chu Luobai was about to fly on his sword, he felt an immense resistance.

Helpless, she could only walk towards the giant tree.

The closer you get to the giant tree, the denser the spiritual energy becomes.

The spiritual energy in this secret realm is different from naturally occurring spiritual energy. Chu Luobai could clearly sense that it was more like the spiritual energy left behind after the fall of a powerful being.

"I wonder what realm this great being was, that he could leave behind such a world after his fall."

Chu Luobai pondered for a moment, and soon reached the edge of the dense forest.

A ring of grass surrounds the giant tree in the center of the secret realm, where many cultivators are already standing.

Most of the cultivators gathered in twos and threes, exchanging their findings.

Sitting alone cross-legged, Feng Xunyuan seemed like an oddity, making him easy to spot.

"Come so fast?"

Chu Luobai strolled to Feng Xiuquan's side, his gaze sweeping over the surrounding cultivators.

These people didn't show much excitement on their faces, apparently because they hadn't found any opportunity.

"I landed right next to the giant tree."

Feng Xunyuan closed his eyes and regulated his breathing, continuously absorbing the spiritual energy in the air.

In the distance, the wordless stone tablet was surrounded by layers of cultivators from various sects.

"You know there's a hidden opportunity within that blank stone tablet, why aren't you going to take a look since you've come so early?"

Seeing that he didn't have a share of the stone tablet for the time being, Chu Luobai simply sat down cross-legged next to Feng Xunyuan.

"A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime. With my current cultivation level, even if I obtain the opportunity, I cannot keep it."

"Instead of doing all the work for others, I should make good use of this abundant spiritual energy to cultivate myself."

Some cultivators in the cultivation world have always valued opportunities more than life itself. Chu Luobai never expected that Feng Xunyuan could think so clearly at such a young age.

My master once told me that cultivators have long lifespans, and the most important thing on the path of cultivation is to preserve one's life.

The world is never short of brilliant geniuses, but not all geniuses can transcend tribulations and ascend to immortality.

Only those who survive are qualified to go further on the path of cultivation.

"What a pity. If you had joined the Qingyun Sword Sect, you would definitely have been favored by my master."

"Is that so? Then I'll take your kind words, Fellow Daoist Chu."

After speaking, the two looked at each other in silence, silently circulating their cultivation techniques and frantically absorbing the spiritual energy within the secret realm.

Those cultivators who had not found an opportunity also gritted their teeth, sat down cross-legged, and began to absorb spiritual energy.

After all, the time available to enter the secret realm is limited, and we can't give up such a good opportunity to absorb spiritual energy for a vague and uncertain chance.

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Outside the secret area, at the outer grounds of Mingyue Academy.

Those disciples who were unable to enter the secret realm buried themselves in thought, and occasionally someone would loudly recite their own verses, trying to stir up the rich, righteous energy in the air.

"Dean, how many disciples of Bright Moon Academy do you think will be able to successfully awaken their righteous energy and enter the novice realm during this grand event?"

Feng Xiuquan and Yuan Zhi stood side by side inside the gauze curtain, watching the disciples outside trying their skills.

"There are no outstanding talents among this batch of disciples. In my opinion, it would be a great fortune if three or five of them could enter the first stage of the imperial examination."

Yuan Zhi stroked his long beard, his gaze sweeping over the many disciples one by one, finally lingering on Qiu Lin, who looked serious, and Zhao Jingren, who was about to fall asleep.

"The disciples of the Qingyun Sword Sect this time have surprised me somewhat."

Feng Xiuquan followed Yuan Zhi's gaze and was slightly surprised when his eyes landed on Qiu Lin.

I originally thought this disciple was just Chu Luobai's little follower, but I didn't expect him to have some skills and catch Yuan Zhi's eye.

"If we can satisfy the Sword Sect this time, the future of our Tianyuan Dynasty will be promising."

Just then, the spiritual energy that was scattered throughout the air suddenly began to contract and gather, gradually condensing into a small vortex.

"This year's winner is much faster than in previous years."

Yuan Zhi stared intently at the group of people who had just stood up to recite poetry, trying to guess who had stirred up the spiritual energy.

The disciples all looked up, their eyes filled with tension and excitement.

Mu Yurou snorted coldly in her heart.

As long as Chu Luobai isn't around, she's the strongest. Do these people even deserve to compete with her?

Soon, the vortex of spiritual energy completely condensed and plunged downwards.

In an instant, all the disciples' hearts were in their throats.

Countless spiritual energies gathered around Mu Yurou, causing her robes to flutter.

"It was me?"

Mu Yurou exclaimed in surprise, looking quite taken aback.

He then sat cross-legged and, amidst the envious gazes of the crowd, continuously absorbed the immense spiritual energy into his body.

"To be able to draw out so much spiritual energy, this woman's talent is probably second only to that Fairy Chu."

The better the writing, the more inspiration it evokes.

Looking at the spiritual energy vortex that almost occupied half of the sky, Yuan Zhi was a little envious of the Qingyun Sword Sect.

It's astonishing that a single sword sect could simultaneously produce two promising talents in Confucianism and Taoism.

"Only the cold moon and warm sun come to fry people's lives."

Yuan Zhi frowned as he looked at the poem Mu Yurou had written on the paper.

"Why would such a young cultivator compose such somber verses?"