I died young at the start, but I'm reincarnated with unlimited skill points!

In the broken valley, the wind stopped.

Mu Qingxue stood there, looking at the young man in blue before her, and repeatedly pondered those words in her heart.

"The Heavenly Pivot Sect, the Fifth Holy Son, and a master at the Nascent Soul stage."

She did not doubt that Su Yu was lying.

In the Southern Wilderness, no one dares to impersonate the Holy Son of the Heavenly Pivot Sect, and no one dares to use the legendary Nascent Soul Grand Elder to swindle and deceive.

If verified, it would be a capital offense, punishable by the extraction of one's soul and the implication of one's entire family.

Mu Qingxue is an extremely rational person.

She was able to stand out and become a saintess in a place like the Taiyin Sect, where scheming was everywhere, and that was never due to naivety or luck.

She was aware of her situation.

Now that the matter of the Xuan Yin Dual Cultivation Body has been exposed to the Blood Demon Sect, the Taiyin Sect Ancestor's scheme is no longer a guess, but a butcher's knife that could fall at any moment.

The patriarch of the Taiyin Sect was at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage.

Even if she was a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator and possessed great combat power, she was still just an ant that could be crushed at will in front of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Going back would mean certain death, or even worse, a fate worse than death.

Not going back and wandering alone in the Southern Wilderness of the Loose Cultivator Realm will also lead to certain death.

Once the news of the Xuan Yin Dual Cultivation Body spreads, countless old monsters in the Southern Wilderness will pounce on it like wolves smelling blood.

She had no way out.

The young man before her, or rather, the fifth holy son of the Tian Shu Sect, was the only chance of survival she could grasp at the moment.

The protection of a Nascent Soul cultivator is enough to make any sect or old monster in the Southern Wilderness abandon their greed and retreat.

Mu Qingxue took a deep breath and loosened her grip on the sword.

"I can go with you."

Her voice returned to its usual steady tone, without any emotional fluctuations.

"But I have one condition."

Su Yu looked at her and nodded: "Speak."

"I can be your Daoist partner, and I am willing to join the Tian Shu Sect with you."

Mu Qingxue looked directly into Su Yu's eyes, her tone extremely serious.

"But for now, we can only be considered partners in name only."

"The Taiyin Sect's cultivation methods emphasize purifying the mind and reducing desires. Although my primordial yin has been broken, my Dao heart has not been scattered. I do not want to be a vessel that depends on others, nor do I want to be just a decorative vase that relies on your master's protection."

"When we both attain the Great Dao and reach the pinnacle of the cultivation world, then we will discuss our true status."

This is a very realistic condition.

She accepted Su Yu's protection, but also maintained her bottom line as a cultivator.

Su Yu did not feel offended by this condition; on the contrary, he felt a greater appreciation for Mu Qingxue.

He had lived four lifetimes and had seen far too many women who depended on the powerful.

To remain clear-headed in such a desperate situation and not be blinded by the identity of being the Daoist partner of a Nascent Soul disciple, this woman's character is indeed remarkable.

"Can."

Su Yu agreed very readily, without uttering a single unnecessary word.

He was never the type to prioritize romance over morality; this marriage was simply a matter of going with the flow.

"Let's go then."

Su Yu turned around, casually pulled off the storage bag from Xue Wuque's waist, and hung it on his own waist.

Mu Qingxue didn't even glance at the corpse on the ground, silently following behind Su Yu.

The two walked out of the broken valley, one after the other.

The Myriad Realms are extremely vast.

It is shrouded in thick fog year-round, and ancient formations, restrictions, and spatial rifts are scattered throughout it.

Ordinary cultivators would have to repeatedly probe with their divine sense before taking a single step here, for fear of stepping into some deadly place.

But Su Yu simply chose a direction at random and started walking forward.

Mu Qingxue followed behind, initially somewhat wary, her hands always gripping the sword incantation.

But after walking for less than half an hour, she realized something was wrong.

The path in this secret realm seemed excessively smooth to Su Yu.

They walked through a forest of dead trees.

The forest was originally filled with a poisonous miasma that could cause hallucinations.

But just a moment before they stepped inside, a gust of evil wind, seemingly from nowhere, blew open a clean passage two zhang wide through the poisonous miasma in front of them.

On the withered trees on both sides of the passage, there were even a few "Qingling Fruits" that could cure all poisons, hanging very conspicuously.

Su Yu casually picked a fruit, wiped off the dust, ate one himself, and tossed the rest to Mu Qingxue.

Mu Qingxue took the Qingling Fruit and was stunned.

This fruit can fetch a high price of several thousand low-grade spirit stones in the outside world.

They just hung by the roadside like wild berries, right in the passageway opened up by the wind.

We walked a little further ahead.

Ahead lay a swamp, beneath which lurked a group of Foundation Establishment stage "Ironclad Crocodiles".

This kind of monster has thick skin and tough flesh, making it extremely difficult to deal with.

Mu Qingxue was just about to unleash her flying sword to clean up the mess.

Then we saw a tiny spatial turbulence suddenly occur above the swamp.

The turbulence lasted for less than two breaths.

When the turbulence subsided, all the armored crocodiles in the swamp had disappeared, leaving only a few demon cores covered in mud on the shore.

Su Yu walked over, bent down to pick up the demon core, and threw it into his storage bag.

Then continue walking forward.

As Mu Qingxue watched this scene, her grip on the sword tightened slightly.

She has been cultivating immortality for over twenty years and has entered more than a dozen secret realms of varying sizes.

Every single time, it wasn't a life-or-death struggle, stepping over the corpses of fellow practitioners and the flesh and blood of demonic beasts, that allowed them to obtain even a sliver of opportunity.

What's this today?

Do you pick up spirit stones while walking?

But even more outrageous things were yet to come.

The two walked to a stone peak shrouded in mist.

The stone peak was surrounded by an extremely complex ancient killing array, the array patterns exuding a deadly aura.

According to Mu Qingxue's experience, this kind of formation requires a master who understands the principles of formations to spend several days deducing it before there is any chance of finding a way out.

Su Yu walked to the front of the formation and stopped.

There was a protruding rock under my feet, covered with moss.

He lifted his foot and stepped on it.

"Click."

The stone made a soft sound and sank in.

Immediately afterwards, the ancient killing formation that looked extremely terrifying was completely extinguished.

The stone peak split in the middle, revealing a wide stone staircase leading underground.

On both sides of the stone steps, there were even luminous pearls that lit up one after another.

Mu Qingxue stood behind Su Yu, completely numb.

Looking at Su Yu's indifferent back, she even felt a ridiculous sense of doubt.

Could this Myriad Realms Secret Realm be the private backyard of the Tian Shu Sect?

"What are you standing there for? Let's go."

Su Yu stood at the entrance of the stone steps, glanced back at her, and spoke in a flat tone.

Mu Qingxue took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the huge sense of disappointment in her heart, and followed Su Yu into the underground stone steps.

We walked down the stone steps for about the time it takes to burn an incense stick.

The view ahead suddenly opened up.

This is an extremely large underground palace.

The dome of the underground palace is inlaid with thousands of luminous pearls, illuminating the place as bright as day.

In the very center stands a bronze alchemy furnace, tens of feet tall, with countless patterns of birds and beasts carved on its surface.

Around the alchemy furnace, rows of white jade bookshelves and sandalwood shelves were neatly arranged.

The bookshelves were filled with jade slips, and the wooden shelves held countless jade boxes and pill bottles tightly sealed with spirit-sealing talismans.

At the entrance to the underground palace stands a broken stone tablet.

The stone tablet is inscribed with three large characters in ancient seal script.

"The Myriad Manifestations Sect".

Mu Qingxue's breath caught in her throat as she looked at those three words.

Myriad Manifestations Sect.

This is a legend from the cultivation world of the Southern Wilderness.

Ten thousand years ago, the Myriad Manifestations Sect was the foremost alchemy sect in the Southern Wilderness, and even produced a peerless alchemy master who could refine pills for the Nascent Soul stage.

Later, due to some unknown event, the entire sect vanished overnight, leaving behind only the Myriad Realms Secret Realm, which opens only once every five hundred years.

For countless years, the greatest goal of the various prodigies who have entered the secret realm has been to find the core inheritance of the Myriad Manifestations Sect.

But no one has ever found it.

Because the ruins of the Myriad Manifestations Sect are hidden in the deepest folded space of the secret realm, and are protected by countless deadly killing formations on the outside.

And now.

This is the highest inheritance that all sects in the Southern Wilderness have searched for for thousands of years without finding.

And so it was laid bare before them, completely and without any warning.

The reason was simply that Su Yu stepped on a moss-covered stone by the roadside.

Su Yu walked to the row of white jade bookshelves, picked up a jade slip at random, and scanned it against his forehead.

"The Nine-Turn Golden Elixir Manual, A Study of the Divine Transformation Elixir, Illustrated Catalogue of Ancient Spiritual Herbs..."

Su Yu calmly read out the contents of the jade slip.

He put down the jade slip and turned to look at Mu Qingxue, who was standing there in a daze.

Stop standing there, get to work.

Su Yu took out more than a dozen empty top-grade storage bags from his storage bag and threw a few to Mu Qingxue.

"To pack things."

Mu Qingxue took the storage bag, momentarily stunned.

She looked at the room full of unparalleled inheritances that would make those Nascent Soul stage monsters outside beat their brains out.

And so Su Yu swept them into the storage bag row by row, like packing cabbages.

There was no reverence for the ancient traditions, nor any ecstatic joy at obtaining such an extraordinary opportunity.

Su Yu walked to the rosewood shelf and opened several jade boxes.

The jade box contains some ancient elixirs.

He rummaged through them and picked out several jade bottles that emitted an extremely cold aura.

"Ice Spirit Pill, Profound Yin Gathering Qi Pill, and this well-preserved Nine Nether Cold Marrow Grass."

Su Yu casually tossed these things to Mu Qingxue.

"You are a dual cultivator of Yin and Yang, practicing the Ice and Cold lineage of techniques. These things will be useful to you, so keep them for yourself."

Mu Qingxue hurriedly caught the jade bottles.

She looked at the things in her hand. Any one of these pills would be enough to allow a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator to break through a small realm.

That Nine Nether Cold Marrow Grass is a rare treasure that even Golden Core cultivators would covet.

He just casually tossed it to me?

"You...you just gave it to me like that?"

Mu Qingxue finally couldn't help but ask.

"What else? Let it get moldy?"

Su Yu didn't even look up, continuing to stuff various alchemy materials from the shelf into his storage bag.

"I don't need these. They take up space. Since you are now my nominal Daoist partner, it won't hurt me if you are stronger."

He paused for a moment, turned around to look at Mu Qingxue, and said in a calm tone.

"The stronger you are, the more secure you will be in the sect, and the less I will need to go out of my way to protect you."

"This is called rational allocation of resources."