Gao Wu: Oh no! Young Master Zhen is a cultivator!

Lin Ran raised his hand and waved.

A powerful surge of spiritual energy swept out.

Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!

Wan Tianlin and the three Foundation Establishment cultivators behind him were sent flying backward and crashed heavily to the ground.

Dust rose and gravel flew everywhere.

Lin Ran spared their lives because he still wanted to infiltrate the secret realm.

Wan Tianlin lay on the ground, propping himself up with one hand while clutching his chest with the other, glaring angrily: "How dare you lay a hand on me! My grandfather is a Nascent Soul cultivator!"

"Even if your grandfather is at the Nascent Soul stage, it won't help." Lin Ran said indifferently, "This is a lesson for you. If you provoke me again, your grandfather will have to bury his son."

"you……"

"Hmm?" Lin Ran narrowed his eyes slightly.

Wan Tianlin immediately shut his mouth, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, not daring to utter another word.

Lin Ran led Yun Mo through them, their pace neither hurried nor slow.

The four Foundation Establishment cultivators behind them helped each other to their feet, looking disheveled and in a sorry state.

After walking a short distance, Yunmo looked back and lowered his voice, "Master, that Wan Tianlin is Elder Wan's grandson, and he has always been arrogant and domineering in the sect."

"I can tell."

"Elder Wan is at the mid-Nascent Soul stage, ranking among the top three in strength within the sect." Yun Mo's tone carried a hint of worry: "Could he...?"

"Are you afraid he'll cause trouble?" Lin Ran asked casually.

"I am worried that this will affect the Lord's plans."

"Don't worry." Lin Ran waved his hand. "They won't turn against me for a Foundation Establishment stage playboy."

Yunmo was slightly taken aback, then suddenly realized.

If Elder Wan really wants to stand up for his grandson, he should consider whether it's worth it.

A visitor at the Golden Core stage with a sect background, teaching his grandson a lesson is at most a minor conflict.

As long as no one dies, the Nascent Soul stage elders won't make a big fuss over such a trivial matter.

With that thought in mind, he felt relieved and continued leading the way.

Meanwhile, Wan Tianlin returned to his cave with his injuries.

He grew angrier the more he thought about it. After quickly treating his injuries, he headed straight for Elder Wan's cave.

"grandfather!"

Elder Wan was meditating on a prayer mat when he heard his grandson's tearful voice. He opened his eyes and asked, "What is it now?"

"Grandpa, you have to stand up for me!" Wan Tianlin knelt down with a thud, clutching his chest, his face full of resentment.

"My grandson was beaten!" He pointed to the footprints on his chest, his voice trembling.

Elder Wan frowned slightly: "Who did this?"

"A Golden Core cultivator from the Xuan Yang Sect! He was brought in by that good-for-nothing Yun Mo!"

Wan Tianlin embellished the story, portraying himself as an innocent victim.

"I was just being kind by saying hello and asking where he was from. Without saying a word, he attacked me, and said something... said something..."

He paused deliberately, making a gesture as if he dared not speak.

"What did you say?" Elder Wan's expression darkened slightly.

"He said... he said the elders of the Qingxuan Sect are all good-for-nothings, they can't even teach their grandsons properly. He also said that you, Grandpa... you have the cultivation of a Nascent Soul cultivator, but you don't know how to be a decent human being!"

Wan Tianlin lowered his head, a sinister glint flashing in his eyes.

"He also said that he wouldn't even put you, let alone the Supreme Elder, in his eyes!"

Elder Wan's face was cold and stern. He tapped his knees lightly with his fingers twice, then gradually calmed down.

"Did he say all of these things himself?"

"Of course! How could I dare to lie to Grandpa?"

Seeing that he didn't immediately get angry, Wan Tianlin felt a little uneasy and added, "He also said that the entire Qingxuan Sect is a bunch of useless trash and will be wiped out sooner or later!"

Elder Wan finally spoke: "Xuanyang Sect? Never heard of it."

"I wonder which remote, hidden sect it is. Grandpa, you must help me get revenge!"

"Why did you provoke a Golden Core cultivator?" Elder Wan said calmly, "Be more discreet in the future and don't cause any trouble."

"But he hit me!"

"You're not dead." Elder Wan closed his eyes. "Get out, I need to meditate."

Wan Tianlin opened his mouth, but ultimately dared not say anything more and could only slink away.

After leaving the cave, his face darkened, and he kicked a stone by the roadside.

"Just you wait, I'll make you pay one of these days!"

The next morning, sunlight fell on the main hall of the Qingxuan Sect.

The main hall of this sect is built against the mountain and is magnificent.

Nine coiled dragon stone pillars support the flying eaves and brackets, the pillars are engraved with sword patterns, and there is a faint spiritual light flowing through them.

A bronze mirror hangs in the center of the main hall, reflecting every corner of the hall.

The ground was paved with a whole piece of dark blue jade, so shiny it could reflect a person's image, and the wooden chairs lined up on both sides were reflected in it.

Lu Wangchuan sat in the main seat, with four Nascent Soul elders seated on either side, and several Golden Core stewards standing below.

Ji Wangyu was reporting on recent clan affairs. After finishing a few miscellaneous matters, he changed the subject.

"Elder, fellow elders, a Golden Core cultivator from the Xuan Yang Sect came to visit yesterday. He is the one who saved Yun Mo."

"The Xuan Yang Sect?" an elder asked. "I don't think I've ever heard of it."

"This disciple is not entirely sure either," Ji Wangyu replied truthfully. "This person saved Yunmo's life before and has come to visit an old friend."

"Why bother reporting a Golden Core cultivator from a small sect?" another elder said dismissively.

"This person also made a request." Ji Wangyu paused, "He wants to enter the secret realm with our sect's team to broaden his horizons."

"Nonsense!" an elder immediately objected. "How can sect secrets be revealed to outsiders?"

Another person chimed in, "This guest is being rather tactless."

"There are spirit stone veins in that secret realm. The more people who know about it, the greater the risk."

"We cannot let anyone of unknown origin into the house."

The elders all shook their heads, their attitudes unanimous.

Elder Wan sat at the end of the table, remaining silent throughout.

He only spoke slowly after everyone had finished speaking.

"I think it would be good to let him enter the secret realm together."

Everyone looked over.

"Even a Golden Core cultivator is still a fighting force," Elder Wan said calmly. "If someone is willing to contribute, why should we refuse?"

He paused, then continued, "Moreover, those at the Golden Core stage may not be able to leave the secret realm, so there's no need to worry too much."

Clearly, he intended to avenge his beloved grandson.

As a Nascent Soul stage elder, it's inappropriate for him to openly target guests from the sect.

Once they enter the secret realm, if anything unexpected happens to the other party, then he can't be blamed.

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately understood.

The secret realm is teeming with ferocious beasts; if a Golden Core cultivator were to enter, he would most likely end up as cannon fodder.

Let him help clear out the ferocious beasts on the outskirts. After he's done using him, he can die in the secret realm. You can't blame the Qingxuan Sect for that.

"Elder Wan is right."

"In that case, let him go with us."

No one objected anymore.

Lu Wangchuan nodded slightly, which could be considered as tacit approval.

Ji Wangyu received approval and bowed to take his leave.

He came to Tingzhu Courtyard again and knocked on the gate.

Lin Ran was playing chess with Yun Mo in the courtyard when he heard a knock on the door and put down his chess pieces.

"Please come in."

Ji Wangyu pushed open the door and entered, bowing respectfully: "Brother Lin, the elders have agreed to let you enter the secret realm with the team."

"Thank you for your trouble, Brother Ji." Lin Ran stood up and returned the greeting.

"The departure time is set for the day after tomorrow," Ji Wangyu instructed. "Brother Lin, please rest well these two days and get plenty of rest."

"must."

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

During the day, Lin Ran would stroll around the mountains with Yun Mo, occasionally visiting the waterfall at Tingyu Cliff and admiring the flowers in the valley.

On the morning of the third day, Ji Wangyu arrived at Tingzhu Courtyard on time.

"Brother Lin, we can set off now."

Lin Ran pushed open the courtyard gate, dressed in a clean and neat blue robe.

"Thank you for leading the way, Brother Ji."

The two walked through the corridor and up the stone steps to the sect square.

The ground was paved with bluestone, wide and flat, with a stone platform in the center, surrounded by engraved patterns.

Dozens of Golden Core cultivators gathered in twos and threes, talking in hushed tones.

Several of them possessed exceptionally profound auras, having already reached the peak of the Golden Core stage, and were poised to break through to the Nascent Soul stage at any moment.