Chapter 1609: Chapter 1591: The Immortal Palace is Amazing, Glancing Back Tenderly at Mu Fan_1 Chapter 1609: Chapter 1591: The Immortal Palace is Amazing, Glancing Back Tenderly at Mu Fan_1 “You guys are great, successfully entering the Immortal Palace for cultivation, not disappointing your master’s expectations.”
Lin Qingluo patted her three disciples on their shoulders one by one, and looked at Mu Fan with an extra gentleness.
“Sister.”
Mu Fan was reluctant to leave: “Tomorrow, we have to go to the Immortal Palace to cultivate.”
“Go.”
Lin Qingluo gently stroked his long hair by the temples, her eyes tender: “In the Immortal Palace, cultivation will be on the right track. Work hard, and all of you will have a great future.”
“The Immortal Palace is so cool!”
Shitou couldn’t suppress his excitent, and couldn’t help joining the conversation: “Every month, we get a thousand High-Grade Spirit Stones, and there are three chances to enter the secret realm for cultivation. The Monster Cores of the spiritual beasts you slay in Trial Canyon are all yours to keep.”
“Moreover, the flow of ti in each secret realm is different.”
Feng Yi was also excited, and added with a smile: “So secret realms are three tis faster than the outside world, so are four tis, ten tis, the fastest is even ninety tis! It’s even faster than the Orb’s ti acceleration.”
“To enter secret realms with more than ten tis the ti flow, you have to pass through challenges.”
Jiang Manyun is very familiar with the rules of the Immortal Palace, she explained with a smile: “Disciples of all levels can participate in the arena competitions and win in the trials. Only then will they be eligible to enter the higher-level secret realms.”
“And, each ti you enter a secret realm, you can’t stay longer than one day. When the ti limit is up, the secret realm will kick you out. To re-enter, you have to win the competition in the arena again.”
“Damn it.”
Shitou complained with a bitter face: “Doesn’t that an that if you can’t win the arena match, you won’t be able to enter the higher-level secret realms?”
“Exactly.”
Jiang Manyun smiled playfully, her deanor alluring.
“Fortunately, we can only enter three tis a month.”
Lin Jinhua glanced at Mu Fan, with an implied aning: “Otherwise, the secret realms would be monopolized by so extraordinary people like him. What would we even do?”
“Mhm.”
Everyone nodded in unison, showing their agreent.
“Hehe.”
Lin Qingluo was amused by their words and waved generously: “Let’s eat! Tonight is a special celebration feast prepared for you all. Enjoy the Spiritual Wine as much as you want – we won’t stop until we’re drunk!”
“Yay!”
Everyone’s spirits were lifted, and they cheered with excitent.
*
The celebration feast was filled with joy and laughter.
Jiang Chenxi took an opportunity, holding his wine cup, and approached his sister.
“Sister, are you really not going back to the Jiang Clan?”
He was rarely serious and showed concern: “Father was furious, and said that he would sever father-daughter ties with you. The power to manage Fuxin Business Firm was also taken away. Without the protection of the family, will you be alright as a woman all alone in the world?”
“I have already thought this through, and I am prepared to be kicked out by the family.”
Jiang Manyun’s eyes showed determination: “I’ve had enough of the cold eyes from the elders in the clan. I don’t want to serve them anymore.”
“What about Aunt Juan?”
Jiang Chenxi’s heart sank: “Aren’t you taking care of her anymore?”
“How is Mother doing?”
When it ca to her biological mother, Jiang Manyun’s heart ached, and an unspeakable sadness surged.
Her mother was just a concubine, with no status in the mansion. She not only suffered neglect from her father, but also constant bullying from her other aunts.
“A few days ago, Aunt Juan ca looking for .”
Jiang Chenxi took out a set of handmade clothes from his Storage Bracelet and handed them to his sister, holding them with both hands.
“She asked to give you these clothes and remind you that when you’re out there alone, you must take care of yourself and not worry about her.”
“Mother.”
Jiang Manyun took the clothes, her eyes reddening, tears gushing out.
“Sister.”
Jiang Chenxi couldn’t bear to see her like this and gently comforted her: “Since you’ve made up your mind not to return, don’t go back. I will take care of Aunt Juan for you.”
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