After being reborn, the cannon fodder junior sister quickly left the sect.

Chapter 130 The Realm of Frost

At the foot of the mountain outside the secret realm, the leaders of various sects were stationed here, and their methods of setting up camp varied. Some sects were quite extravagant, arriving by flying boat, and the leaders simply sat on the flying boat, drinking tea and waiting; other sects, with less money, would set up a huge tent and sit inside, silently watching the entrance to the secret realm.

Among them, the people from the four major sects were the most conspicuous. They possessed numerous magical treasures, and three of the sects had a magical treasure called "Myriad Phenomena World," which, once it landed, could form a huge and magnificent mansion where people could rest and relax in peace.

In stark contrast was a small tent right next to the mansion, inside which sat only the Lingxiao Sect Leader, Wen. It was extremely conspicuous that the leader of one of the four major sects was so poor he only had a tent, drawing the attention of many small and medium-sized sects.

Occasionally, some clueless people would go over to bother him, trying to get attention from Master Wen.

At that moment, Mo Qingtian, the head of Shuqiu Pavilion, was leisurely walking over, fanning himself. He arrived in front of the enclosed tent and called out, "Is Sect Leader Wen here?"

A short while later, the tent flap was lifted, and Sect Leader Wen walked out with a warm smile. "Sect Leader Mo, is there something you need from me?"

"Haha... It's nothing much, I was just really bored staying in the airship, so I came out for a walk to stretch my muscles and also to see you."

As Mo Qingtian spoke, his eyes were fixed on the tent. Then, he asked with a smile, seemingly casually, "Fellow Daoist Wen, this tent is indeed a bit small. I wonder if you are comfortable in it?"

"Hehe, don't worry, Pavilion Master Mo, this tent is quite good. Although it's small, it's easy to set up and take down. It's enough for me to live in by myself."

Master Wen answered with a smile on his face, but inwardly he was cursing.

Mo Qingtian, that scoundrel, is pretending to chat; his real intention is to show off!

Ever since the Lingxiao Sect gradually declined, the fifth-ranked Shuqiu Pavilion has been impatient, always thinking of kicking the Lingxiao Sect down and entering the ranks of the four major sects. Therefore, every time they meet, Mo Qingtian either flaunts her wealth or lavishes praise on her own sect's disciples, her words full of disdain for the Lingxiao Sect.

So what if they have flying boats?! So what if they have many disciples?! Their Lingxiao Sect now has spirit stone mines too! Soon, the Lingxiao Sect will have flying boats, and the number of disciples will increase!

Seeing that Master Wen's expression remained unchanged, still maintaining his otherworldly and dignified demeanor, Mo Qingtian couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

Pretentious! They're so poor they can only afford to live in tiny, shabby tents, what are they trying to prove by pretending to be some kind of world-renowned expert?!

Thinking of this, a malicious glint flashed in Mo Qingtian's eyes, and her smile widened. "But it's late at night and the dew is heavy. Although cultivators are generally strong, it would be best for Sect Leader Wen to be careful while staying in a tent. By the way, why didn't you bring more people to serve you? They could bring you tea and water."

Then, as if he had just remembered, he said in an exaggerated tone, "Ah... I forgot for a moment, your Lingxiao Sect doesn't have many people in total. With the disciples entering the secret realm, the Grand Elder also has to guard the sect, so I had to send you alone. There really isn't enough people to serve you tea and water..."

That tone, that look, that smile! It was infuriating!

Most people would have lost their composure by now, but Master Wen remained calm and collected, as if his smile was welded to his face.

"As Pavilion Master Mo said, our Lingxiao Sect is simply too small to serve me tea and water. However, the most important thing for cultivators is cultivation. Only a hard life can temper one's character. Therefore, it is better for me to avoid such hedonistic behavior."

These words made Mo Qingtian's face turn pale. This guy was actually mocking him for being a hedonist!

Sect Leader Wen continued, "Our Lingxiao Sect has always adhered to rigorous cultivation, which is why we are able to increase our cultivation speed. I suppose it is because of this cultivation philosophy that my cultivation is so close to reaching the peak of the Golden Core stage?"

These words immediately caused an uproar among those around them.

"what?!"

"Almost at the peak of the Golden Core stage?!"

Mo Qingtian's visit to Sect Leader Wen was quite a show, so many sect leaders in the vicinity were secretly watching with glee. However, instead of seeing the show, they heard some bombshell news!

Since the great war a thousand years ago, the spiritual energy in the cultivation world has become increasingly scarce, and the cultivation speed of cultivators has slowed down even more. To this day, there are only four Nascent Soul Ancestors in the True Realm. The cultivation of the rest has stagnated at the mid-to-late Golden Core stage. Only Elder Qingya Zi of the Tianyi Sect has reached the peak of the Golden Core stage, making him a rare and extraordinary talent!

But now, Sect Leader Wen is actually approaching the peak of the Golden Core stage?!

"How can it be?!"

Lord Mo spoke on behalf of everyone.

"Perhaps it's because I've been neglecting other material things and focusing only on cultivation? These past two days, I've felt my cultivation level gradually loosening. I think I'll be able to break through soon. When that happens, I'll treat you all to drinks, so please don't refuse."

Sect Leader Wen wasn't talking nonsense. In the past two days, he had indeed felt his once rock-solid cultivation level begin to loosen, indicating that the breakthrough pills his eldest disciple had given him were quite effective.

However, he wouldn't mention something as good as the Breakthrough Pill, just to infuriate these people!

As expected, after hearing what Master Wen said, Mo Qingtian's face twisted with anger, and the eyes of many people around her changed from doubt to fear.

Once he reaches the peak of the Golden Core stage, Sect Leader Wen's status in the cultivation world will rise dramatically! The reputation of the Lingxiao Sect will also undergo a complete transformation! So what if they're poor? The Lingxiao Sect has a Nascent Soul elder and a peak Golden Core cultivator in charge; who dares to provoke them?!

Many people's eyes unconsciously fell on the small tent, and they all wondered, "Could it be that we've been indulging too much? Is it because we haven't been practicing diligently that our cultivation hasn't improved?"

Ignoring the impact of his words, Sect Leader Wen smiled and stared at Mo Qingtian's ashen face, asking, "Hey, Sect Leader Mo, why does your face look so pale?"

That expression, that tone—it was pure hypocrisy, hypocrisy to the extreme.

Mo Qing was suffering from angina, and her fan creaked as she gripped it tightly.

After a long pause, he gritted his teeth and squeezed out, "I... suddenly remembered that there are still things to deal with in the sect, so I'll leave first." After saying that, he turned and left.

Seeing the enemy's defeated and disheveled state, Sect Leader Wen couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

He's gotta take him on!

Just then, the leaders of the other three sects appeared out of nowhere.

Sect Leader Li of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect was always straightforward, and he asked directly, "Sect Leader Wen, what you just said is true?"

Liu, the sect leader of the Fengying Sect, followed suit: "Indeed, Fellow Daoist Wen, does this arduous cultivation really help improve one's cultivation level?"

Sect Leader Wen smiled and nodded, "It's very helpful to me, but I don't know how effective it will be for others."

These people have always looked down on the Lingxiao Sect's behavior, thinking it was shabby. Now that they've changed their tune and come to ask for advice, well then everyone should learn from them!

As expected, a thoughtful look crossed the eyes of both sect leaders.

Only the Tianyi Sect Master didn't ask anything, but his gaze towards Master Wen was extremely complicated.

He was increasingly feeling that things weren't going well for the Tianyi Sect. Originally, Elder Qingya Zi, a peak Golden Core cultivator, was incredibly powerful, but now his inner core was damaged, and his cultivation had dropped to the late Golden Core stage. Now, it seemed they were about to be overtaken by the Lingxiao Sect's leader. If Sect Leader Wen truly reached the peak Golden Core stage, then the status of the four major sects would likely shift...

Seeing that it was getting late, the three said goodbye to Master Wen and left. After they left, Master Wen also went into the tent.

The moment he sat down in the tent, the smile on Master Wen's lips vanished. He snorted softly, carefully took out a half-eaten roast chicken and a pot of wine from his storage bag, and muttered to himself.

"These people are always coming to me when they're bored, making it hard for me to eat in peace! I'll give you something to do so you can keep your cultivation busy..."

Thinking that those people might learn his arduous lifestyle and endure hardship without effort, Master Wen's mood improved considerably. He couldn't help but hum a song and pour himself a glass of wine.

Meanwhile, in the secret realm, Su Luo and the others had already entered the teleportation array. The teleportation array was extremely fast, and the four of them only felt a jolt before it quickly quieted down.

When they opened their eyes, their eyes widened in shock.

This world is filled with crystal-clear ice. In the distance, the endless white ice surface reflects the azure sky, and towering ice peaks can be seen from time to time, piercing the clouds. A biting wind howls by, swirling up small pieces of ice that fall onto them, causing even cultivators to feel a chill that penetrates to the bone.

Everyone was shivering, "It's...so cold!!"

Feng Xiyue's face was deathly pale, and she trembled so much that she could barely speak, "It...it seems...we've arrived at...the Realm of Profound Ice..."

The entire Frozen Realm is covered in ice and snow, with temperatures so low that even cultivators have to rely on magical artifacts like the Cold-Repelling Pearl to survive. The frigid temperatures, strong winds and blizzards, coupled with terrifying demonic beasts, make this place no less dangerous than Cloud Mist Valley!