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"I'll go explore the surrounding area first. There's a place that looks interesting!" Fan Tong put down the map in his hand and looked up at Meng Yao.

"Where is it? Why don't we go for a walk together?" Although Biluo was still sulking, she was a little worried about Fan Tong's safety after hearing his words.

"It's alright, that place isn't really suitable for you!" Fan Tong explained to Bi Luo, then looked at Meng Yao, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing, I'll definitely be back before leaving the secret realm!"

"Since you have plans, then go ahead, just be careful!" Mengyao wasn't angry that Fan Tong wanted to leave alone, because she knew that's how cultivation is!

"Okay, then we'll meet again when we leave the secret realm!" Fan Tong said, then turned and walked towards the other side of the highest peak.

Watching Fan Tong's retreating figure, Mengyao felt very happy. After all, the person she had always protected had found his own path. And it seemed that path was quite extraordinary!

"Let's go! Let's get to the top of the mountain as soon as possible so we can consolidate our cultivation!" Mengyao glanced back at the cave, now devoid of demonic energy, and led Biluo up the mountain.

.....

After checking the map again, Fan Tong looked at the abandoned castle filled with demonic energy in the distance, which was the nearest demonic area.

"I'd better get used to my rapidly increasing cultivation level before I go!" Afterwards, Fan Tong found a secluded cave and began to hone his cultivation.

Through internal observation, he discovered that the space in his dantian had expanded to a radius of 300 meters, and the thick spiritual energy ground was 30 meters thick.

Fan Tong's cultivation level had reached the third level of the Yellow Spirit Realm!

"I really have to thank that guy Qi Delong. I don't know where he got the method to gather demonic energy. Gathering so much demonic energy has really given the Yama Ancient Sword a good feast!" Seeing the Yama Ancient Sword's gold shining even brighter, Fan Tong also thanked that unlucky guy Qi Delong for his silent contribution.

The Burning Flame Sect's original plan was excellent: to use the secret realm to attract young disciples from many sects in the Northern Region to enter it, thereby feeding the Demon Pearl and preparing Qi Delong to cultivate the Earth-rank Demonic Art.

But who could have imagined that there would be such an oddball as Fan Tong, whose cultivation level was clearly not high, yet he seemed to be the natural enemy of demonic energy! All the painstaking planning had turned out to benefit Fan Tong!

Putting aside all distracting thoughts, Fan Tong fully activated the Nameless Technique. In an instant, spiritual energy surged and rose rapidly on the spiritual land, flowing into his meridians and forming a complete cycle before returning to the land.

In this continuous cycle of spiritual energy, Fan Tong gained more precise control over the sudden increase in spiritual energy, making it even purer.

Several hours later, Fan Tong finally mastered the surge in his cultivation level. He then used the Concealing Breath Technique to only allow his cultivation level to show the level of the first level of the Yellow Spirit Realm.

Once he was ready, he set off for the abandoned castle.

"The castle is quite large; I wonder what good things are waiting for me inside!" Fan Tong stood at the entrance of the abandoned castle and pushed the gate open forcefully.

A strong stench of decay mixed with demonic energy assaulted the senses. The castle's interior was dark and damp, with eerie vines crawling all over the walls and thick layers of dust and unidentified skeletons scattered on the ground.

A gigantic magical beast was attracted by the sound of the door opening and rushed towards Fan Tong.

This monster resembled a spider, surrounded by black demonic energy, and its eyes gleamed with a bloodthirsty light.

"Let's go!" Taking a longsword from his storage ring, Fan Tong charged quickly toward the demonic beast!

......

"Senior Sister Mengyao, why hasn't that bastard Fan Tong come back yet?" At the very top of the peak, as one young disciple after another arrived, Biluo paced back and forth with some worry.

"Don't you two always argue? Why are you still so worried about him?" Mengyao asked with a smile.

"I'm worried about him? I'm just afraid you'll be sad," Biluo rolled her eyes at Mengyao and bluntly told the truth.

"Stop being so cheeky!" Mengyao blushed slightly, then said firmly, "Don't worry, he'll be fine!"

Although that's what she said, her frequent glances at the road leading up the mountain revealed that her heart wasn't as resolute as her tone suggested.

......

"Finally killed that demonic centipede! Its armor was truly impervious to blades and spears!"

Fan Tong wiped his face, which was covered in demonic blood, and quickly cooperated with the Yama Ancient Sword to convert the demonic energy into spiritual power.

"Time's up! I have to hurry!" Without time to absorb spiritual energy, Fan Tong got up and ran towards the mountaintop at his fastest speed.

At this moment, Fan Tong's cultivation had reached the peak of the fourth level of the Yellow Spirit Realm, and he could be considered to have achieved a perfect harvest in this secret realm!

Using the "Dragon Elephant Skill" to charge forward, they finally arrived at the mountaintop before noon!

"Fan Tong! You bastard! You finally decided to come back? Don't you know how worried Senior Sister Meng Yao was about you!"

Before Fan Tong could even steady himself, Bi Luo, who had been staring intently at the path leading up the mountain, rushed over and angrily questioned him.

"I'm sorry to have worried you! There was a small problem, but thankfully it didn't cause any delays!" Fan Tong said apologetically to Meng Yao, who was following behind Bi Luo.

"It's good that there was no delay! Don't take such risks next time, what if we're too late?"

Although Mengyao was anxious, she couldn't bear to be angry with Fan Tong, so she could only answer gently.

"Let's go! Time's almost up!" Mengyao said, then led Fan Tong and Biluo back to the Fengqing Sect disciples.

Fan Tong turned around and looked around. There were about three hundred disciples who came in at first, but now there were only two hundred or so standing here.

Aside from the people from the Burning Flame Sect and the Cloud Mist Sect, nearly seventy or eighty young disciples perished in the secret realm.

Of course, those who survived made a fortune, and each of them carried a large package on their backs. Even the proud female disciples carried it without regard for their image.

That was the reward they risked their lives for, and it was also the key to their rapid improvement in cultivation.

As Fan Tong watched, he suddenly sensed that something was off about the atmosphere. Many of the male disciples present were glancing back and forth between him and Meng Yao, their faces showing envy. Some even gave him a thumbs up!

On second thought, he glanced at Mengyao, whose face was slightly flushed, and couldn't help but feel pleased with himself!

You can all be envious all you want. So what if I'm living off a woman? So what?

Time passed slowly, and then a thunderclap resounded in the sky above the secret realm, revealing cracks everywhere!

"Disciples, if we don't return now, when will we?"

Jian Wuhen's voice came from the crack, and before the voice faded, the crack stabilized! Upon seeing this, the disciples immediately rushed towards the crack!

The core disciple enjoyed the sect's preferential treatment and also demonstrated responsibility during the tense moment. Only after all the disciples had left did he teleport back to Fengqing Sect through the rift.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Before Fan Tong could even stand still, a roar came from the square!