29: Chapter 29 That's a mid-grade Foundation Establishment Pill!

Qian Luo had actually broken through to the Qi Refining Level Six again!

Carefree Master's pupils shook violently, his body trembled slightly, and he wore an expression like he had seen a ghost.

"Impossible! How is it possible for Five Spirit Roots to still break through in Shu Mountain? ..."

Just like that, amidst Carefree Master's ghost-seeing expression, Qian Luo broke through again and again!

Logically speaking, Five Spirit Roots would encounter a Bottleneck starting from the Tenth Layer of Qi Refining.

But strangely, Qian Luo did not encounter any Bottlenecks, continuing to Cultivate until the Qi Refining Twelfth Layer Great Perfection before stopping.

"Senior Martial Uncle Carefree, then it's a deal! Little Sister Qian Luo will be your ninth Disciple from now on! Oh right, Senior Martial Uncle Carefree, I remember you still have a few foundation establishment pills here!"

"I don't have any left, long ago... Hm? What are you doing rummaging through my pants pockets? Stop it..."

An hour later, Qian Luo had an extra Medium Grade foundation establishment pill in her hand, and the main hall of Xiaoyao Peak had an additional soul-lost, white-haired and white-bearded old man.

Carefree Master's eyes were unfocused, his face wore an expression of life-weariness, and he reclined on the grand master's chair with a broken armrest.

All of the more than 100 visible and hidden pockets on his body had been turned inside out, fluttering back and forth in the cold night wind!

"What a sin! Heavens, what kind of sin have I committed that you would send such a spendthrift creature to torture me! That was a Medium Grade foundation establishment pill! It's worth at least over 2 million Spirit Stones!"

Qian Luo held the Medium Grade foundation establishment pill in her slender, fair hand, and the fragrant scent of the Medicinal Pill permeated the room.

A pill the size of a date pit, as fair as white suet jade, was reflected in Qian Luo's dark brown, beautiful eyes.

"Little Sister Qian Luo, have you thought it over? Senior Martial Uncle Carefree sees that you are gifted and intelligent and insists on taking you in as an Inner Sect Disciple; this is your apprenticeship gift! This is a Medium Grade foundation establishment pill! A while ago, a Low Grade foundation establishment pill sold for 3 million Spirit Stones at an auction! This is a Medium Grade one! You'd need at least 5 million Spirit Stones to buy one!"

"Thank you, Senior Carefree Master, but the matter of taking a master is no small thing. I must ask Young Master first. Only if Young Master agrees can I take Senior Carefree Master as my master."

"Tch! Young Master again! How many times have I heard you talk about Young Master along the way! We women must be independent and have our own opinions. Even when we are with men in the future, we must pin them underneath us and ravage them fiercely!"

However, Qian Luo couldn't take in a single word of this. Looking toward the direction of the Secret Realm, she was thinking only of Young Master.

"Young Master, have you encountered any danger in the Secret Realm? When will you appear again?"

Pei Yingxue's delicate body shook violently, her willow-like waist, which could be grasped in a palm, staggered, and her bouncy, perky buttocks sat directly onto the tattered straw mat!

"Fine, I've said all that for nothing. It seems my silly Little Sister Qian Luo has fallen deep into the field of love!"

The cold moon was like the Milky Way falling from the Nine Heavens, carelessly scattering its moonlight down. It was shredded by the clouds, casting a layer of ethereal white halo over the Spirit Medicine Immortal Sect ruins in the Ancient Desolate Secret Realm.

The Spirit Medicine Immortal Sect ruins no longer possessed their former glory, leaving only the giant stone gate lintel, severely weathered and corroded, standing lonely in the cold night, appearing exceptionally desolate and bleak.

Although the Spirit Medicine Immortal Sect ruins had been abandoned for over ten thousand years and had not seen the footprints of any Cultivator, Divine Beasts frequently appeared here because there were ancient spirit plants.

The ancient spirit plants could produce three fruits every hundred years, known as hundred-year spirit fruits. The hundred-year spirit fruits could grow into thousand-year spirit fruits after a thousand years, and the thousand-year spirit fruits could grow into ten thousand year spirit fruits after ten thousand years.

More than forty yellow-robed Cultivators, their sleeves fluttering, their robes snapping like war flags, stepped on Flying Swords, tearing through the air and creating wisps of white smoke from friction, were flying toward this place!

Every one of the more than forty yellow-robed Cultivators had the character "Beast" embroidered on their cuffs.

They were none other than the Disciples of the Myriad Beast Sect!

This time, they had entered the Ancient Desolate Secret Realm not for Immortal Artifacts, but for the main ingredient of the Soul Transformation Stage Pill for the Myriad Beast Sect Old Ancestor's natal Spirit Beast, the "Heaven-Reaching Giant Python" — the ten thousand year spirit fruit!

The leading Cultivator, his three thousand strands of dark hair dancing in the wind, was wearing a golden-yellow robe with a golden giant python soaring into the sky embroidered on the back!

If Pei Yingxue were here, she would definitely be able to recognize at a glance that this was the sixth-generation great-grandson of the Myriad Beast Sect Old Ancestor, Wan Yichen!

Wan Yichen had grown up in a honey pot since he was a child and couldn't stand even a speck of dirt.

This time, entering the Ancient Desolate Secret Realm, there was killing everywhere and people dying everywhere; how could it not be dirty?

Whenever Wan Yichen got even a speck of dust on him, he would stop, look disgusted, and brush it off vigorously!

While Wan Yichen brushed himself off in front, all the Myriad Beast Sect Disciples stood straight behind him, heads lowered, waiting respectfully.

This kind of display probably couldn't be found a second time among the Nine Sects and Eighteen Schools.

There was no helping it; who told him to be born well, being the sixth-generation great-grandson of the Myriad Beast Sect Old Ancestor.

Therefore, the Myriad Beast Sect group had been in the Ancient Desolate Secret Realm for almost two days and still hadn't reached the Spirit Medicine Immortal Sect ruins!

Although all the Cultivators in the Ancient Desolate Secret Realm had their eyes red with blood from killing, no Sect dared to seek out the Ten Thousand Longevity Sect for a fight!

The reason was very simple. First, the Myriad Beast Sect was ranked second in the Taixu Alliance and had a profound foundation. Furthermore, it was rumored that Wan Yichen carried three Talismanic Incantations from the Myriad Beast Sect Old Ancestor!

The Myriad Beast Sect Old Ancestor was a true Great Nascent Soul; it was estimated that any one of his Talismanic Incantations could easily kill a Great Golden Core!

Secondly, the Myriad Beast Sect's Secret Realm team each had a Late Qi Refining Stage Spirit Beast.

Things like "Crimson Flame Foxes", "Venomous Toads", "Azure Water Martens"... they had everything, all extremely precious and rare Spirit Beasts.

Once a fight started, the team of over 40 Late Qi Refining Stage Cultivators instantly became 80 Late Qi Refining Stage ones!

The most crucial point was that Myriad Beast Sect Cultivators and Spirit Beasts could perform joint attacks; a combined strike was at least equivalent to the full-force strike of a Foundation Establishment Middle Stage powerhouse!

Myriad Beast Sect Disciples might not be that powerful in one-on-one fights, but in group battles, they were absolutely fierce!

As soon as a battle started, Spirit Beasts would instantly fill the sky, followed immediately by over forty joint-attack skills, each equivalent to the full-force strike of a Foundation Establishment Middle Stage Cultivator!

Could that be blocked? What could block that? Even if a Great Golden Core came, they would definitely be beaten to a cripple at the very least!

Wan Yichen led the Myriad Beast Sect group and finally arrived near the Spirit Medicine Immortal Sect ruins.

Wan Yichen held the "ten thousand year spirit fruit treasure map" given by the Old Ancestor and circled around many times, but he couldn't find the ten thousand year spirit fruit marked on the map.

"When can the Old Ancestor be a bit more reliable? He only gives old maps. The terrain of this Secret Realm has long since changed; this map doesn't match the actual terrain at all!"

Indeed, the map in Wan Yichen's hand was already a century-old map; the Ancient Desolate Secret Realm had indeed undergone major changes in terrain compared to a hundred years ago!

The corners of Wan Yichen's mouth twitched slightly, his tightly clenched knuckles turned slightly white, and he threw the map given by the Old Ancestor onto the ground, lifted his foot, and stomped on it fiercely!

"Daring to play me! Useless thing!"

The Myriad Beast Sect Disciples' faces turned deathly pale, their spines felt cold, and cold sweat dripped down their cheeks, "drip! drip!", onto the cold snowy ground, creating little clouds of snow mist!

"Young Master, this old servant's Flame Eagle seems to have found the ten thousand year spirit fruit!"