Fellow Daoist, I gladly accept this heaven-defying opportunity.

The young man's face changed, and he quickly pleaded with a pained expression, "Please, brother, I just got in! Can't I just search for something before I leave? I'll really lose face if I go out empty-handed!"

Xu Mofeng shook his head: "It's not that I'm not giving you a chance, it's just that you're not destined to gain anything from this trip. Instead of wasting time wandering around inside, you might as well leave sooner to save yourself the trouble."

The young man was stunned. Before he could react to what those words meant, he felt a tremendous force coming from his buttocks. He was sent flying as if he were riding on clouds, crashing straight into the barrier light screen behind him.

Xu Mofeng wasn't lying to him.

In his field of vision, the young man only had a faint ray of light above his head, clearly destined to be a mere bystander and eliminated in the first round.

My kick was merely going with the flow, helping him to accept his fate ahead of time.

"No wonder Xue Changhe and the others told us not to rush to the center before we came in. They were afraid of encountering high-level trial participants too early and being kicked out prematurely."

Xu Mofeng looked towards the depths of the secret realm, a knowing glint in his eyes. Of course, he had to go to the center; who wouldn't be tempted by a Rank 1 cultivation technique? But not now.

The most important thing right now is to find that boy in the red robe.

Although the group was scattered throughout the secret realm after being randomly teleported, Xu Mofeng was not worried at all about losing track of the target.

From the moment he set his sights on the boy, the boy had already been marked with a destiny by the system, and an invisible thread of destiny had already connected the two of them.

You can run away from the monk, but you can't run away from opportunity.

Xu Mofeng determined the direction, then moved swiftly, heading in the direction indicated by the line of opportunity.

"I've searched high and low, but finally I've arrived!"

A handsome young man in a magnificent gold and red robe stood atop the hillside, clutching a hide map with gleaming eyes. His voice was filled with barely suppressed excitement: "The map is clearly marked. Cross this grassy slope, find the valley covered in bellflowers, and walk another half a mile. That's where the Heart-Forging Fruit is!"

"When the elders from the clan came to scout the way last time, the fruit wasn't quite ripe yet, but judging by the time, it's just right now!"

"Hahaha, this secret realm trial really does hold something valuable! It wasn't for nothing that I sneaked out. I'll definitely surprise those old fogies who thought I was just fooling around when I take the Heart-Forging Fruit back with me!"

The red-robed youth grew increasingly pleased with himself, his smile almost reaching his ears. Suppressing his elation, he took off like the wind, hurrying towards his destination.

Before long, they crossed the hillside, and a hidden valley suddenly came into view.

He held his breath and tiptoed in. He saw that the valley was covered with tiny, dark blue grass blades, as fine as stars. A gentle breeze blew, and the grass blades rustled together, making it look like tiny wind chimes were hanging all over the mountainside.

Bellflower Valley!

It's exactly as depicted on the map!

The young man in the red robe felt his heart pounding. He clenched his fists and charged into the depths of the valley, his steps becoming lighter.

The further you go in, the sparser the bellflowers become, replaced by thick, dark green, gnarled vines that coil around the ground like sleeping giant pythons.

After walking a few steps, my eyes were suddenly drawn to a bright spot. Underneath a large, vibrant flower, there was a small sapling about half a foot tall, with a bright red, juicy fruit hanging at the top of its branches, gleaming with a soft, hazy light.

"The Heart-Forging Fruit! It really is here!"

The boy in the red robe was overjoyed and, in a moment of impulsiveness, rushed towards the fruit tree.

But just then, the gnarled green vines around him suddenly burst out of the ground, accompanied by a howling wind, like giant pythons that had just awakened, and fiercely coiled around him!

The red-robed youth's expression changed drastically, and he drew a gleaming sword with a flick of his wrist.

He swung his sword left and right, the sword light slashing at the thick vines, only leaving shallow cuts.

Dark green sap seeped from the wound, which seemed to enrage the vines, causing them to shriek and dance even more wildly.

Hundreds and thousands of vines surged forth, dense as a net, trying to completely envelop him.

The red-robed youth had never seen such a dangerous situation before. He turned pale with fright, his hands trembled, and his longsword was whipped away by the vines.

As the vines were about to wrap around his neck, despair filled the boy's eyes. He knew he was in trouble; he hadn't managed to sneak out to show off, and now he was going to lose his life!

At the critical moment, a cold blade of light descended from the sky!

Sa—

As the blade flashed, countless thick vines snapped in unison, their green juice splattering everywhere.

The red-robed youth, who had closed his eyes and awaited death, suddenly opened them and saw the light of day again.

He stood there stunned for a full two seconds before he could see a tall, slender figure in moon-white standing in front of him.

The man held a gleaming longsword, each strike carrying a dark golden gleam, as agile as a swimming dragon.

Those vines that were so menacing just moments ago were no different from straw under his knife. They broke with a single cut and shattered with a single chop, their green sap splattering all over the ground, yet not even a speck of his clothing touched them.

Severely wounded, the vines roared wildly, and the large, vibrant flower next to the Heart-Forging Fruit burst open, its petals revealing rings of sharp fangs, looking ferocious like a gaping maw ready to devour its prey.

"Heart-Eating Flower!"

The red-robed youth's pupils constricted, finally recognizing the origin of this thing.

The Heart-Eating Flower is a type of demonic plant, usually only at the Qi Refining Realm level, at most the Foundation Establishment stage. But the one in front of him has an aura that is close to the tenth level of the Golden Core stage. No wonder he couldn't recognize it earlier.

It must have been nourished by the Heart-Forging Fruit for many years to have mutated to this extent.

Countless vines rose from the ground, blocking out the sky and the sun, instantly darkening the entire valley so that not even a ray of sunlight could penetrate.

The boy in the red robe turned pale with fright and blurted out, "Watch out!"

But the white-robed man who appeared out of nowhere didn't even lift his eyelids. His gaze was fixed on the Heart-Eating Flower in front of him. With a flick of his wrist, he suddenly drew his sword.

The first dark gold blade of light shot out, followed by the second, the third... Each subsequent blade carried the residual power of the previous one, and the speed of each strike increased.

When the blades stacked up to six or seven, the foremost blade light had condensed into a dark gold color, almost tangible, and the air along its path was almost completely compressed, leaving a near-vacuum trajectory.

All of this may seem like a long process, but it actually happens in the blink of an eye.

The red-robed youth only felt a flash of dark golden light before his eyes, and the ear-piercing roar came to an abrupt end.

The next second, the ferocious Heart-Eating Flower exploded into countless fragments with a "bang," and the sky-covering vines instantly lost their vitality, falling to the ground with a rustling sound, limp like a pile of dead snakes.

The young man in the red robe stood frozen in place, his mouth agape, unable to recover from the shock of the sudden averted crisis for a long time.

Before he could catch his breath, he saw the man with the knife walk straight to the Heart-Forging Fruit tree and reach out to pick the fruit.

"stop!"

The boy in the red robe was so anxious that he jumped up and down and rushed over there, trying to stop them.

But it was too late. With a flick of his finger, the man had already picked the bright red Heart-Forging Fruit and was examining it closely.

"This is mine! How dare you steal from others!"

The young man in the red robe was so angry that his cheeks turned red, and he pointed at the other party and shouted.

The man who had been facing away from him slowly turned around upon hearing this, revealing a handsome young face that was almost otherworldly.

"Just because you say it's yours doesn't mean it's yours. Did you have your name engraved on it?"

The man's tone was as cold as ice.

The young man in the red robe choked on his words, opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a rebuttal.

He wanted to take it back forcefully, but the other party, despite only having the cultivation level of the sixth level of the Golden Core stage, attacked with ridiculously ruthless methods, and had just genuinely saved his life.

Unable to win a fight and not entirely in the right, he could only sullenly turn his face away: "Fine! Consider it payment for saving me. This Heart-Forging Fruit... is yours!"

He spoke generously, but his heart was bleeding.

"This is the Heart-Forging Fruit."

Xu Mofeng weighed the fruit between his fingers, a hint of joy flashing in his eyes.

He followed the red-robed youth along the path of fate, from the hillside to the valley, and intervened at the critical moment of life and death, finally catching up with this opportunity.

"Since it can be considered a purple-level opportunity, the trip wasn't in vain."

The Heart-Forging Fruit is an extremely rare natural treasure. Its most important effect is to directly strengthen the user's spiritual power.

This alone makes it a hundred times more precious than ordinary elixirs.

It is important to know that in martial arts cultivation, the physical body, spiritual power, and divine sense are the three pillars, but divine sense is the most difficult to improve.

Ordinary cultivators may cultivate diligently for decades, but their spiritual power may not increase by even an inch. They either need to rely on years of painstaking effort or encounter an extraordinary opportunity.

Moreover, the strength of one's divine sense is directly related to one's comprehension. The stronger one's divine sense, the faster one can comprehend martial arts and break through realms. It is no exaggeration to call it a cultivation accelerator.

"It's definitely a good product."

Xu Mofeng thought to himself, then opened his mouth and stuffed the entire Heart Forging Fruit into his mouth.

The red-robed youth beside him stared in disbelief, nearly jumping up: "How can you use the Heart-Refining Fruit like that! This fruit, when refined into pills, can produce a whole batch of Heart-Refining Pills, enough for several people to share! And you just ate it raw? What a waste! Absolutely a waste!"

Xu Mofeng didn't bother with it. To him, what he had in his pocket wasn't his own; only what he ate was safe.

What this kid said is right, alchemy is indeed more profitable, but he has neither the recipe for the Heart Refining Pill nor a reliable alchemist. Is he just going to sit back and wait for an alchemist to fall from the sky?

There's no better way than just swallowing it whole and saving yourself the trouble.