The opening of the secret realm wasn't as spectacular as one might imagine.
After the black-robed elder finished speaking, the spiritual mist that had enveloped the entire mountain range suddenly dispersed, instantly swallowing the entire valley.
When the white mist cleared, the thousands of cultivators who had gathered in the valley were gone without a trace.
"This secret realm will last for seven days."
"Until then, everyone please wait patiently."
The black-robed elder said in a loud voice.
At this time, the only ones remaining in the valley, aside from those scattered cultivators who were over the age limit but still unwilling to give up and wanted to try their luck, were some protective elders from the major sects. These people naturally followed Mu Bo's words.
“……”
A cool sensation swept over him.
For Fang Ming Jing, it was as if he had only been momentarily dazed by the spiritual mist, and the next moment, his location had changed.
What met his eyes was a lake shrouded in mist.
The mist was dense.
A hazy expanse of white, with low visibility, so only a corner by the bank could be seen.
But even a single corner was enough to give one a glimpse of the lake's extraordinary beauty—the water was so clear that it reflected the colors of the sky, a crystal-clear blue that defied words.
"There are no other auras, meaning this secret realm is random teleportation?"
Thinking this in his heart, Fang Ming Jing walked towards the lake.
There were a thousand cultivators who had entered the secret realm, but as far as Fang Ming Jing could perceive with his divine sense, there were no other auras within a radius of ten miles.
The lakeside was cold.
As soon as Fang Ming Jing approached, he felt a bone-chilling coldness, but he didn't mind, simply walking leisurely forward. The ethereal mist on the lakeshore made his small figure appear otherworldly.
In the direction he was walking, a lotus platform grew on the surface of the lake. On the platform, colorful mists swirled, emanating a sense of icy purity, while the white bud in the center of the lotus seat remained tightly closed.
【Pure Lotus】
One of the main materials used to refine the eighth-grade tribulation pill, its property is to purify all impurities, and it also has miraculous effects on various strange and poisonous toxins, as well as injuries caused by celestial tribulation fire.
However, the Pure Lotus has very demanding growth conditions, the most important of which is: if a living being approaches it before it matures, its pure aura will be polluted, causing it to wither.
This Pure Lotus was about five to six days away from maturity.
Despite realizing this, Fang Ming Jing didn't stop.
Ten steps… nine steps… eight steps…
As Fang Ming Jing approached, the surface of the lake, which had never rippled, suddenly began to undulate. Following this, a large amount of spiritual energy was inexplicably released from beneath the lake and gradually absorbed by the lotus platform.
Four steps… three steps…
The closed bud gradually unfurled.
Until the white bud fully bloomed, Fang Ming Jing had never slowed his pace.
Taking the last step, he extended his young and white hand towards the lotus platform and plucked the fully mature Pure Lotus.
If this were to be seen by others, they would surely be astonished.
After all, this sudden maturity of the Pure Lotus seemed rather eerie…
However, to Fang Ming Jing, this was only natural.
Because he wanted to pick it, the Pure Lotus matured ahead of time—that's all.
His luck was very strong.
So strong that even someone like Jiang Jiu Ge, the Holy Lord of the Heavy Sky, had thought more than once that the world was simply revolving around Fang Ming Jing.
【Group Leader Stinky Sprout has sent a group red envelope】
When a message like this suddenly flashed in the chat group that existed in their consciousness, the group members were all drawn out.
Hestia: "There's a red envelope!"
Seventeen-Year-Old Girl: "Hmm? We remember the little group leader said he was going to participate in some kind of secret realm, did he already get something?"
Sword God Sodros: "Pure Lotus…? It seems to have an indescribable feeling."
Ainz Ooal Gown: "——Uh! This purity makes me feel a bit uncomfortable, as an undead it's like encountering holy water!"
God's Tongue: "……Are you alright?"
Ainz Ooal Gown: "Ah, I'm okay, it's just that if I were in the game right now, my HP would definitely have dropped."
Stinky Sprout: "This is for refining pills, but it's especially good for brewing tea!!"
Hestia: "……Brew tea?"
Stinky Sprout: "Yes. But Ainz definitely can't drink tea."
Ainz Ooal Gown: "…"
Sword God Sodros: "Haha, the undead are truly suffering."
Seventeen-Year-Old Girl: "I, as a monster, don't feel anything unusual. However, there is a considerable amount of… well, in the little group leader's world it's called 'spiritual energy' right? So Eiriyuna, as a human, be careful, don't absorb too much at once and burst."
God's Tongue: "Ah, okay!"
Tsukiyomi Eiriyuna was very grateful for Yakumo Yukari's reminder, otherwise she really wouldn't have realized this.
Stinky Sprout: "I forgot about that."
Stinky Sprout: "Wait a minute… let me see the live broadcast function in the chat group."
Hestia: "Are you going to start a live broadcast!?"
Ainz Ooal Gown: "Amazing! It actually has this function!"
Seventeen-Year-Old Girl: "Speaking of which, it seems only Ainz and Hestia haven't seen the little group leader in the chat group, right?"
Hestia: "Yes."
Stinky Sprout: "I'm a tough guy."
Ainz Ooal Gown: "Eh? Group Leader is actually a tough guy type? This is completely different from what I imagined."
Stinky Sprout: "Yes, I am the ultimate tough guy."
God's Tongue: "…"
Sword God Sodros: "…"
【Group Leader Stinky Sprout has started a group live broadcast】