Dual cultivation makes you stronger, everyone else is a prodigy, and I'm the only one slacking

Silence fell over the air. Su Man'er stared at the two people opposite her, her eyes surging with killing intent.

But she ultimately did not act rashly.

The other party's cultivation level is far higher than mine, and I'm afraid it's comparable to my master's.

So she suppressed her anger and said in a deep voice, "Your Excellency, the Dongbao Sect and the Shenshui Palace have always coexisted peacefully. Today's events were due to our recklessness and impulsiveness. How about we each take a step back?"

Shenshui Shupeng sneered: "You think you can just wipe the blame for killing my Shenshui Palace cultivators like that?"

Su Man'er said, "The Dongbao Upper Sect is about to open the Hongmeng Secret Realm and will also be holding an inner sect competition. At that time, they have also invited the geniuses of the outer sects to come and study. Today's matter was a misunderstanding, so how about I take the initiative and reserve two entry slots for the Divine Water Palace?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Rongling's gaze, hidden beneath the white veil, lingered on her for a moment.

He had actually lost interest in the play long ago.

He'd seen everything he needed to see, and he knew everything he needed to know. Continuing to linger in this filthy, human battlefield was utterly an eyesore.

However, he had to make a trip to the Primordial Realm.

Cui, Xiu.

This person is a variable; no one can predict whether he will ruin the Bai family's generations-long plan. We must not allow him to act so recklessly.

Unfortunately, no one in this world could match the opponent's cultivation level. Even if his cultivation level had not been suppressed, he would not have been able to kill the opponent.

Since killing him is not an option, the only recourse is to take action and try to suppress and seal his cultivation, so that he has no time to worry about other things and is no longer an uncontrollable variable.

"Very well." Bai Rongling uttered two words indifferently, then turned away from the chaos.

Shenshui Shupeng stepped forward, fanning himself, and addressed the people from Qin and Wei in a loud voice: "Your two countries shall temporarily cease hostilities over today's events. My Shenshui Immortal Sect will also no longer interfere in this matter."

The generals from the Wei Kingdom were deathly pale.

With the immortal forces that were supporting us gone, there's no point in continuing the fight.

So he gritted his teeth and ordered a retreat.

The Qin state naturally did not object. They were overjoyed to have escaped death, so why would they refuse?

A crisis that threatened to destroy a nation came to an abrupt end.

All because of a casual remark from the immortal masters.

Bai Rongling left, and Yu Luoning gritted her teeth, glaring at his departing figure with murderous intent.

She remembered this debt owed to Shenshui Palace.

By this time, the oppressive aura that had been pressing down on everyone had already dissipated.

The battlefield smelled terrible, filled with the stench of blood.

Bloodstains were visible on the chaotic ruins, and tattered flags fluttered in the wind.

In this heavy atmosphere, Hu Qing, completely oblivious to the situation, asked, "What exactly did the Palace Master of the Divine Water Palace see in your mind? Why did he call you a lecherous and depraved ghost?"

Yu Luoning looked at him expressionlessly.

Shi Shangxu's face turned red. Ningning was quite enthusiastic about dual cultivation, and he was afraid that what the other party had seen was a scene of the two of them cultivating together.

For a moment, he felt even more awkward than Yu Luoning. He opened his mouth to explain for her, but didn't know where to begin.

Yu Luoning wasn't as uncomfortable as him. He glanced at Shi Shangxu's reddened ears and began to ponder.

No one witnessed the process of soul searching; the only one who knew the details was the masked and veiled guy.

The other party is now eager to erase those obscene thoughts from their mind, so they certainly won't spread them around, which makes things easier.

The only problem is that Shi Shangxu is too sentimental. If he really knew that there were other people around her, even an honest person might not be able to keep it up.

She still wants to get a formal position in Dongbao Shangzong.

But how do I explain this to Shi Shangxu?

If someone finds out that another chaotic scene has broken out, the sight will definitely be quite unpleasant.

Yu Luoning sighed and kept this matter in mind.

The truth cannot be rushed, but it also cannot be delayed for too long. Right now, the matter of the Primordial Realm is more important.

Su Man'er was incredibly distressed and couldn't help but wail, "A spot in the Primordial Chaos Secret Realm can sell for at least 50,000 high-grade spirit stones... Divine Water Palace, I will never let you get away with this!"

Yu Luoning: "Senior sister, is there any explanation for this?"

Upon hearing this, Su Man'er knew what Yu Luoning was thinking and said directly, "The Hongmeng Secret Realm is a blessed land left behind when the ancient Heavenly Dao of the Eastern Treasure Continent was complete. It is said that this secret realm retains the power of creation and life force from that time."

Anyone who can enter the secret realm is considered to have good fortune, as it not only increases their luck but also their vitality.

The group of people immediately widened their eyes, their faces filled with disbelief.

Shi Shangxu: "Is this year's Inner Sect Competition actually being held in a secret realm?"

Su Man'er nodded, "That's right, so you all keep up the good work."

As soon as she finished speaking, her gaze fell on Yu Luoning's face, and she said with some regret, "Luoning, this time the quota for the secret realm is only for inner disciples and the geniuses of other lower sect families."

"Aside from those who obtain the quota through normal channels, others can only get it by paying money to get in."

Yu Luoning: "Senior Sister Su, I understand, but how many spirit stones are needed?"

"One spot costs 50,000 spirit stones. This is no small sum; it's enough to drain the resources of a small cultivation family."

Hu Qing clicked his tongue, "You buy a spot for 50,000 spirit stones, but if you're unlucky and get teleported out after only a few breaths, wouldn't that be a complete waste?"

Yu Luoning ignored him, but she was thinking about the debt in her mind.

She had exactly 50,000 spirit stones. Even if she didn't get Jiang Yuxing's savings, the 50,000 spirit stones that Little Phoenix gave her before she left would be enough to buy a spot. If all else failed, she could still use Dao Pattern Stones.

"Senior sister, I apologize for asking, but I truly have 50,000 spirit stones. Could you please help me secure a spot?"

Su Man'er was taken aback, not expecting her to ask so directly.

"Are you sure? Fifty thousand spirit stones is no small sum."

"I'm sure."

Su Man'er glanced at her, nodded, and said, "Okay. But you know, having money isn't enough; you also need connections. I want 10% of your earnings as a commission."

"make a deal."

After the two agreed, Yu Luoning remained calm, as if she had just spent not 50,000 spirit stones, but five dollars.

Shi Shangxu stood to the side, remaining silent throughout.

He knew what 50,000 spirit stones meant to an outer disciple.

He had calculated it himself and realized that he couldn't raise that many spirit stones, not even from his family.

Luo Ning didn't even flinch before agreeing.

He didn't know where the money came from, nor did he ask.

Hu Qing, who was standing to the side, wanted to say something, but when he saw Yu Luoning's cold gaze, he swallowed the rest of his words and shut up.

The fighting had subsided, and the people and soldiers who had defended the city began to clean up the mess.

Inside the Qin State Palace, the imperial banquet was being prepared in full swing. Yu Luoning stood to one side, gazing at the magnificent Qin Imperial Palace with its carved beams and painted rafters, feeling a surge of emotion.

Qin Ranqiu was dressed in the Qin court attire, plain-colored with wide sleeves, and her hair and makeup were dignified and elegant.

Standing beside her was the elderly King of Qin.

Yu Luoning glanced at it and then looked away.

The Qin king before her was old and frail, completely different from the iron-blooded Qin state she remembered. This was not the Qin Dynasty she remembered from her previous life.

After entertaining the group, Qin Ranqiu looked at them with reddened eyes and said, "Thank you all for your help along the way."

She bowed respectfully to the group.

Su Man'er couldn't stand the sticky scene and waved her hand, "Alright, no need for formalities."

Qin Ranqiu straightened up and scanned the faces of the group one by one before finally settling on Yu Luoning.

She paused, then said, "I owe you all a debt of gratitude that I can hardly repay. If you ever need my help in the future, the gates of Qin will always be open to you."

Qin Ranqiu knew that this promise from a mortal dynasty was indeed insignificant in front of a celestial master, but it was the most sincere offering she could make.

Yu Luoning smiled slightly: "Okay, Sister Qin, I'll remember that. If I ever find myself unable to stay in the sect, I'll definitely come to you for help."

Qin Ranqiu's long eyelashes trembled slightly as she smiled and said, "Okay, I'm always welcome."

"Take care, everyone."

"May your journey be long and prosperous, and may all your wishes come true."

The group nodded, exchanged pleasantries, and then Su Man'er took off on her sword, saying, "Let's go."

The group set off one after another, with Yu Luoning walking last, her feet on her flying sword, turning back to take one last look in the direction of Qin.

Having lived in the immortal sect for many years, Qin Ranqiu has now fallen back to the mortal world. Facing ordinary people, she must carry an indelible sense of alienation in her bones.

Moreover, most of the old friends and elders she knew back then have turned to dust.

The elderly King of Qin sitting in the main hall today is, in fact, her nephew whom she has never met.

One day in the immortal realm is equivalent to a hundred years in the mortal world.

In this ever-changing world, everyone has their own way of living, and from now on, it will be her own path.

Everyone has their own tasks to complete.

But Yu Luoning believed that with Qin Ranqiu's intelligence and perseverance, she would definitely be able to overcome all obstacles and achieve success.

She waits for the day they meet again.