A Useless Person Awakens to the Eternal Spirit Emperor Technique

After splitting up with Lin Hao, Ling Chen ventured alone into the depths of the secret realm.

Compared to the abundant spiritual herbs on the outskirts, the spiritual energy in the depths is even more mellow, yet it also harbors hidden dangers. Ancient trees reach for the sky, vines intertwine, and the roars of demonic beasts echo from time to time in the forest. In the misty atmosphere, mottled beast shadows can be vaguely seen, and danger permeates every corner.

Ling Chen concealed his aura and walked lightly, following the records in the "Secret Realm Chronicle" towards the Spirit Herb Garden. His cultivation was now stable at the peak of the seventh level of Qi Refining, and his Spirit Emperor Fist had reached perfection. Ordinary first and second-tier demonic beasts were no match for him. However, the people in the secret realm were unpredictable, and compared to the demonic beasts, the disciples of other sects were the real threat.

The conflict with Zhao Xuan just now was merely an appetizer; there will surely be more clashes in the depths of the secret realm.

As he traveled, Ling Chen casually picked a few ancient spiritual herbs and stored them all in his storage ring. Although these herbs weren't top-tier, they could still be used for alchemy and to aid cultivation. Accumulating them would eventually amount to a considerable fortune.

Upon reaching the entrance of a canyon, a rich aroma of herbs wafted towards us, mixed with a faint fluctuation of spiritual energy, clearly indicating that some extraordinary spiritual herbs were hidden deep within.

Ling Chen's eyes flickered slightly. Just as he was about to step into the canyon, a fierce fighting sound and a delicate shout suddenly came from inside the canyon.

"Stop! I found this Purple Glow Grass first!"

The clear, melodious female voice carried a hint of anger, yet also a trace of helplessness, clearly indicating that she had fallen into a disadvantageous position.

Ling Chen paused, then flashed away, hiding behind an ancient tree and looking into the canyon.

In the center of the canyon, there grew a spiritual herb that glowed with purple light. Its leaves were crystal clear, and it was the Purple Glow Grass, which could condense spiritual power and was quite valuable.

Beside the purple grass, three disciples dressed in Xuanjian Sect attire were besieging a girl in white.

The girl appeared to be around sixteen or seventeen years old. She wore a simple white dress, had a slender figure, cascading black hair, snow-white skin, and clear, beautiful eyes. Her ethereal and otherworldly aura made her seem like a fairy untouched by the mortal world. She held a cyan longsword, her swordsmanship agile and graceful. Spiritual energy circulated around her, and her cultivation was clearly at the peak of the seventh level of Qi Refining, on par with Ling Chen.

Even when facing three opponents alone, she remained upright with a resolute gaze, showing no fear whatsoever. However, she was ultimately outnumbered, and her shoulder was already slashed by the sword energy, with drops of blood seeping out. Her moves gradually became sluggish.

The three Xuanjian Sect disciples who were attacking her were led by a cultivator at the eighth level of Qi Refining. His face was filled with greed and mockery as he attacked ruthlessly, each move aimed to kill: "Su Qinghe, stop struggling! In this secret realm, the strong prey on the weak. You, a mere disciple of Liuyun Valley, can't possibly protect this Purple Jade Grass. Hand it over obediently, and perhaps we can spare your life!"

Su Qinghe pursed her red lips, swung her longsword to deflect the incoming sword energy, and said coldly, "The disciples of the Xuanjian Sect are indeed all thieves who seize by force. Even if I destroy this spiritual herb, I will never give it to you!"

"You ungrateful wretch! Since that's your attitude, then don't blame us for being impolite!"

The leading disciple's face darkened, a murderous glint flashed in his eyes, and his sword energy surged as he launched a fierce attack on Su Qinghe.

The other two disciples followed closely behind, their three sword energies intertwining to block all of Su Qinghe's escape routes, and it looked like they were about to kill her!

A resolute glint flashed in Su Qinghe's eyes as she prepared to fight back desperately, when a domineering and unparalleled fist gust of wind suddenly tore through the air from the side!

It was dazzling with golden light, fierce and sharp, and crashed straight into the three sword energies!

boom!

A deafening roar shook the heavens, the sword energy shattered instantly, and a shockwave swept outwards. The three Xuanjian Sect disciples were caught off guard and were forced to retreat repeatedly, their faces filled with horror.

Ling Chen slowly emerged from the shadows, his posture upright and his eyes indifferent. The aura of a peak seventh level Qi Refining slowly emanated from his body, and he stood in front of Su Qinghe.

"Who are you? How dare you meddle in the affairs of our Xuanjian Sect!" The leading disciple was both shocked and furious, and shouted angrily.

Ling Chen raised his eyes, his gaze cold as he swept over the three of them. His tone was calm but carried an undeniable authority: "The opportunities in the secret realm depend on one's own abilities. What kind of ability is it to bully the few with the many?"

Standing behind Ling Chen, Su Qinghe looked at the not-so-tall but exceptionally upright figure in front of her, her heart stirred slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in her clear, cold eyes.

She had heard of Ling Chen of Qingya Mountain within the sect and knew that he was a genius who had risen from the ashes, but she never expected to meet him here.

"Who do we have here? It's Ling Chen, that lowly servant from Qingya Mountain!" The leading disciple recognized Ling Chen and immediately sneered, his eyes full of disdain. "You dare to interfere in our affairs? Have you forgotten Senior Brother Zhao Xuan's warning?"

In his view, Ling Chen was just lucky to defeat Lin Hao and was no match for him at all.

Ling Chen's lips curled into a cold smile, and without further ado, he said, "Either get lost, or I'll personally send you away."

"Arrogant!"

The leading disciple flew into a rage, "Since you're courting death, then we'll deal with you first!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he and his two disciples unleashed their sword energy and attacked Ling Chen together.

"Watch out!" Su Qinghe whispered a warning from behind, gripping her longsword tightly, ready to step forward and fight alongside him.

"No need."

Ling Chen spoke calmly, and his figure already moved.

He neither dodged nor evaded, his body blazing with golden light as he unleashed the Eternal Spirit Emperor Technique with all his might, instantly unleashing the Spirit Emperor Fist.

One punch, and the wind and clouds shift!

The powerful and unparalleled fist force, like a mountain pressing down, directly met the three sword energies.

Bang bang bang!

Three loud bangs rang out in succession. The sword energy dissipated instantly, but the fist force remained undiminished, slamming heavily into the three Xuanjian Sect disciples.

The three men's expressions changed drastically. Before they could even resist, they were blasted away by the force of the punch, crashing heavily to the ground, spitting out blood, and suffering severe injuries from which they could no longer get up.

He defeated all three in a single move!

The leading disciple lay on the ground, looking at Ling Chen with unbelievable fear in his eyes. He dared not say another word and struggled to lead his two companions away from the canyon in a sorry state.

The canyon instantly returned to calm.

Ling Chen withdrew his fist and stood still, his aura subdued. He turned to look at Su Qinghe behind him and asked in a calm tone, "Miss, are you alright?"

Su Qinghe came to her senses, sheathed her longsword, bowed slightly, and curtsied. A faint expression of gratitude appeared on her cool face: "Thank you for saving me, Young Master Ling Chen. I am Su Qinghe from Liuyun Valley. I will remember your kindness today."

Her voice was soft, like a clear mountain spring, soothing to the ear.

"It was nothing, no need to mention it." Ling Chen nodded slightly.

Su Qinghe's gaze fell on Ling Chen, her heart filled with amazement.

The rumors were indeed true. Ling Chen's strength far surpassed that of other cultivators at the same level. He defeated three Xuanjian Sect disciples in one move, a feat that can only be described as monstrous.

"Does the young master also need this Purple Glow Grass?" Su Qinghe looked at the Purple Glow Grass beside her and asked softly.

Ling Chen shook his head: "My ambitions lie elsewhere. Since you discovered it first, it is yours."

A warmth welled up in Su Qinghe's heart, and her affection for Ling Chen grew even stronger. In the secret realm, everyone was vying for opportunities, and someone as open and honest as Ling Chen was truly rare.

"We shouldn't stay here any longer. The Xuanjian Sect disciples will definitely go to get reinforcements. We should leave as soon as possible," Su Qinghe said softly, calming herself down.

Ling Chen nodded in agreement.

He was already acting alone, but now that Su Qinghe was with him, they could look after each other and have more confidence in dealing with the dangers in the secret realm.

"I intend to venture deeper into the Spirit Herb Garden in search of an opportunity. If Miss Su does not mind, you may accompany me," Ling Chen suggested.

A hint of joy flashed in Su Qinghe's eyes. She had also planned to go to the Spirit Herb Garden, but going alone was too dangerous. Traveling with Ling Chen was undoubtedly the best choice.

"Qinghe is more than happy to oblige."

Without further delay, Su Qinghe picked the Purple Jade Grass and then, side by side with Ling Chen, sped towards the depths of the Spirit Herb Garden.

The fog in the forest grew thicker, and the roars of monsters rose and fell. An even greater opportunity and crisis awaited them ahead.

Ling Chen and Su Qinghe walked side by side, one cold and the other calm, their figures gradually disappearing into the mist deep within the secret realm. Their journey through the secret realm had only just begun.