155: The awkward second prince and the sorrowful swordsman

As dawn broke, the System notified him that the Secret Realm update was complete. Lin Chuan woke up early with great interest; although he was already in the Golden Core Realm, he still maintained the habit of sleeping.

Leaving his residence, he arrived at the Peak's Secret Realm. Looking at the Disciples sprawled out drunk in all directions, Lin Chuan couldn't help but shake his head and shout loudly, "Everyone wake up! The Secret Realm update is finished, you can go in now!"

With that shout, the Cultivators who were originally sleeping haphazardly on the ground all sat up.

The Second Prince was still sorrowfully lecturing Captain Yang with grand principles, speaking incessantly.

Captain Yang, however, saw the scene of those Cultivators getting up one by one.

Captain Yang carefully pulled at the Second Prince and said, "Your Highness, why don't you take a look behind you?"

The Second Prince said crossly, "Look at what? Do you have no compassion for these people?"

As the Second Prince spoke, he turned his head around.

Seeing the Cultivators climbing up from the ground, his face paled with shock, and he hastily shouted, "Oh no! These people have been invaded by Devilish Qi and have turned into reanimated corpses! Quick, take action! Don't let them escape!"

Watching the Second Fool in armor shouting nonsense, the Cultivators cursed one after another, "Where did this Second Fool come from, making such a racket so early in the morning?"

Hearing them speak, the Second Prince's remaining words were instantly stifled. He asked in astonishment, "You're all fine? Where are those Devil Cultivators?"

"What could be wrong with us? How bizarre. The Devil Cultivators were dealt with yesterday!" one Cultivator said.

"Dealt with yesterday? That's not right. Then what was that soaring fire on the mountain yesterday?" The Second Prince grew more and more surprised.

"Oh, the fire? Right, yesterday's Bonfire Party was really well done. I haven't enjoyed myself like that in many years." As one Cultivator said this, it drew nods of agreement from many others.

"In other words, the firelight, the shouting, the singing, and the cries of battle on the mountain last night were all for a Bonfire Party?" the Second Prince asked.

"Yes!" a Disciple replied.

After hearing this, the fifty thousand soldiers brought by the Second Prince looked at him with completely different eyes.

Especially Captain Yang, whose eyes were practically rolling into the back of his head.

The early winter weather was already quite cold. It turned out that because of the Second Prince, an army of five hundred thousand had stood in the freezing wind for an entire night.

No matter how foolish the Second Prince was, he could see the contempt in the soldiers' eyes. His face turned beet red, and for a moment, he found himself in a very awkward position.

Fortunately, Lin Chuan arrived at that moment. Seeing so many people standing there, he asked curiously, "The Secret Realm is open. Why are you still standing here instead of going in to take a look?"

Lin Chuan's appearance saved the Second Prince. The Second Prince quickly laughed and said, "Yes, the Secret Realm is open, so I'll be heading in first. Captain Yang, go tell the soldiers to rest!"

After saying that, the Second Prince vanished into the Secret Realm like a puff of smoke.

Captain Yang had no choice but to lead the soldiers down the mountain.

The Cultivators who were hungover from last night heard the Secret Realm was open and one after another circulated their Spiritual Qi to force out the remaining alcohol, entering the Secret Realm in high spirits.

Lin Chuan also specifically instructed, "Remember to notify those Loose Cultivators who went down the mountain that they can come back now!"

The Cultivators all agreed and left joyfully.

Lin Chuan also planned to check out the Secret Realm. As he passed by Kelli, he found all those big shots surrounding her, wondering what they were up to.

Lin Chuan curiously leaned in and saw a person sitting on the ground, while the other big shots were all staring at him with pity.

"What's wrong?" Lin Chuan stepped forward and asked.

Jian Wenxuan turned his head and saw it was Lin Chuan. He quickly kicked the person on the ground and said, "Hurry up, Little Brother Lin is here. Ask him!"

The person on the ground instantly looked up, and his old face was actually streaked with tears.

Lin Chuan took a look—wasn't this Yi Jianwu? What happened to this old gentleman?

Yi Jianwu stood up and lunged forward, hugging Lin Chuan's leg. Behind Lin Chuan, Nen Qi surged through Number 28, who was about to strike.

Lin Chuan quickly stopped Number 28, then looked up at the others and asked, "What on earth happened?"

Seeing that no one was speaking, Jian Wenxuan could only say, "Old Brother Yi Jianwu's Sky Crystal Sword was being reinforced here yesterday. It went all the way up to the Peak of Heaven Rank, and even a Sword Spirit was birthed."

"Oh? Isn't that great? Congratulations, you have really good luck," Lin Chuan laughed.

"No need to thank me, this was your own good luck," Lin Chuan said with a smile as he patted Yi Jianwu's shoulder.

"Ahem," Jian Wenxuan coughed awkwardly and said, "Wait a moment, I haven't finished yet."

Lin Chuan looked up in confusion, waiting for Jian Wenxuan to continue.

"Didn't we drink a bit too much of Clan Chief Iron Hammer's wine yesterday? Then we started egging him on, saying to keep reinforcing to see if it could reach the Immortal Grade after Heaven Rank... and then..." Jian Wenxuan didn't finish, and all the big shots looked embarrassed.

"So... what happened to the sword?" Lin Chuan lowered his head and asked Yi Jianwu.

Yi Jianwu silently pulled out a Storage Pouch, took out a handful of ashes and a piece of crystal, and said, "This is all that's left..."

"This..." Lin Chuan didn't know what to say for a moment.

Then Martial Wuling True Person said, "Little Friend Lin, see if you can find a way to restore Yi Jianwu's sword. It's only like this because our group egged him on. If not, we can all pool some Spirit Stones together."

All the big shots nodded in unison, expressing their willingness to contribute Spirit Stones.

Lin Chuan picked up the crystal in Yi Jianwu's hand and looked at it with a troubled expression.

"This is Sky Crystal. Its purity is extremely high. If added during weapon refinement, it can increase the weapon's grade, but making a new sword out of it is quite difficult," Iron Hammer explained directly.

"It shattered during reinforcement; I don't have any way to fix it either," Lin Chuan said helplessly.

As soon as these words were spoken, Yi Jianwu's last hope was shattered. He slumped onto the ground in despair, losing all his image as a master.

Lin Chuan didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that after he said those words, the corners of the mouths of the big shots behind Yi Jianwu curled up wildly.

When he wanted to get a closer look, he didn't find anything unusual; everyone had a look of regret on their faces.

"What am I to do? This sword was bestowed by the Old Ancestor. If he finds out I broke it, I won't be able to live anymore! Waaaah!" Yi Jianwu suddenly began to wail.

Watching this old man, Yi Jianwu, sitting on the ground and howling, Lin Chuan felt uncomfortable no matter how he looked at it.

Lin Chuan could only say, "Restoration is impossible, but..."

At these words, Yi Jianwu's crying stopped abruptly as he waited for Lin Chuan's next words.

"In a few days, I plan to hold a 'World's Best Martial Arts Tournament' in the Secret Realm. If you can get into the top ten, you'll have a chance to obtain a new weapon. I wonder if that could be a replacement?"

Everyone instantly thought of the weapons that those two juniors had obtained during the upgrade event not long ago. In terms of grade alone, they were indeed not inferior to their own weapons.