Looking at the necklace so close at hand, Song Lingqing's mood was indescribably subtle, a mix of pleasure and displeasure.
After hesitating for a mont, she shook her head, "It's pretty, but I don't like it."
Hearing this, Chu Zheng nonchalantly withdrew his hand and casually said,
"Get ready, I will need the two of you to help later."
Watching the necklace disappear into Chu Zheng's palm, Song Lingqing's lips slightly pursed as she looked towards Song Lingxue with a aningful expression,
"Ever since I was young, my tastes have differed from my sister's."
"Naturally, you have been intelligent since childhood, and your preferences have always been unusual," Song Lingxue replied with a slight concentration in her gaze.
"But the things you like always have sothing unique about them."
Elsewhere, Chu Zheng was preoccupied and paid little attention to their conversation, which went in one ear and out the other. He pulled out the Blood Jade Wall, moved a jade bed from the adjoining room, and looked towards the two won,
"Lie down."
Song Lingqing glanced at the jade bed, her thoughts, which had just cald, becoming chaotic once more.
The bed was clearly enveloped with the Qi of Song Lingxue and Chu Zheng, which unavoidably brought so inappropriate images to her mind.
These images were fragnted, hazy, seeming real yet not, impossible to think through in detail.
It was hard to imagine the details of events she had never experienced.
The two sisters lay side by side on the bed, Song Lingqing was rigid all over, unconsciously tensing up.
"Relax, it will be over soon."
Chu Zheng's brows furrowed slightly as his palm swept over the tops of their heads.
Song Lingqing felt a warmth atop her head, then darkness fell before her eyes, and she lost consciousness.
Chu Zheng's expression beca slightly more solemn; his fingertips emitted a thread of Sword Qi, slicing open their wrists.
Blood burst forth, held aloft by Yuan Qi, splitting into two streams, suspended in midair.
The two were closely related by blood, and there should have been no differences in their bloodlines, but Song Lingxue lacked an Immortal Bone and instead possessed exceptional talent in martial path.
Chu Zheng sought to uncover the secret behind this.
As the essence blood drained away, the control panel soon signaled a significant loss of vitality for the two, but Chu Zheng, undistracted, manipulated the control panel to heal their wounds.
Through the contact with Yuan Qi, Chu Zheng began to refine the two streams of essence blood, removing impurities and continuously purifying them.
Soon, two streams of refined essence blood were extracted, and after observing them for a long while, Chu Zheng saw no abnormalities, except perhaps for Song Lingqing's blood being slightly warr. Discover more stories at m,v l'e-
After pondering for a mont, Chu Zheng attempted to inject the two streams of essence blood into the Blood Jade Wall.
Instantly, the Blood Jade Wall glowed faintly and reacted slightly, but the entrance to the Secret Realm didn't open, clearly indicating insufficient bloodline power.
Recalling what Patriarch Song had said earlier, Chu Zheng didn't wake the two sisters; instead, he took the Blood Jade Wall and hurried towards Taixuan City.
He was only there to verify if the thod was viable and had no plans to open the Secret Realm at that mont.
This Secret Realm, unopened for countless millennia, was of unknown condition inside; if opened, soone would need to enter first to explore.
There were many risks involved that required people to undertake.
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North of Taixuan City.
A once barren piece of land had, within few hours, the foundation for a brand-new mansion, and construction was rapidly underway—an effortless task for cultivators.
As Chu Zheng arrived at the entrance, Patriarch Song, accompanied by Song Yusang and other Soul Condensing Monks, ca out to greet him.
"Prepare a secret chamber and gather ten Entry Dao Realm cultivators. I need to draw blood to open the Secret Realm," Chu Zheng stated plainly without beating around the bush. With Patriarch Song's prior words, the clanspeople would surely have reservations, and he was well aware of this.
But he had no intention of explaining to the people of the Song Clan. He needed an attitude; there were no free favors in this world.
Moreover, even after the Secret Realm was opened, it would still require people to enter for exploration, and it was very likely to result in casualties. The Song Clan needed to be ntally prepared in advance.
"Just a mont, Saint Heir, I will arrange it imdiately," the Patriarch Song responded without hesitation and turned his head to Song Yusang.
Song Yusang hesitated for a mont, gritted his teeth, and left.
Within the ti it took to brew tea, the secret chambers and Entry Dao Realm cultivators were all ready.
The ten people brought forward were mostly elderly, their lives more than half over, and their expressions filled with a resolute readiness to embrace death.
Obviously, they were prepared for death before coming here.
Chu Zheng glanced at them, closed the door of the secret chamber, and knocked out all ten with a wave of his hand, beginning the long and tedious process of blood extraction and purification.
Half a day later, as the essence blood continued to be injected, the jade wall reflected a blood light that illuminated the entire secret chamber, and a portal slowly erged beneath the jade wall.
For Chu Zheng, who possessed a Small World, this entrance was all too familiar—it was a space passage.
The aura of the portal gradually weakened at a slow pace, and at this rate, the entrance would close on its own in at most two hours.
Chu Zheng did not waste any ti and imdiately awakened the ten Song Family cultivators.
After these people woke up, they were clearly surprised by the fact that they were still alive, and for a mont, they could not regain their senses.
Soon, they all discovered the portal beneath the jade wall, their expressions mixed with shock and joy.
"Go in and take a look. I will wait here for you. If I don't see anyone co out in an hour, I will close the entrance. If you can co out alive, whatever you obtain during this period will belong to you alone."
Chu Zheng handed out a Shadow Retention Wall and spoke in a deep voice. This action undoubtedly involved great risks, and the slight gains were rewards for those who ventured first.
"Thank you, Saint Heir."
The ten individuals bowed and, without any hesitation, stepped into the passage one after another.
Before coming here, they had prepared themselves for death, so at this mont, they naturally had no fear of losing their lives.
Chu Zheng closed his eyes and quietly waited.
Ti flowed like water, and just as an hour was about to pass, there was a stir from the entrance of the secret realm, and ten figures erged one by one, not a single person missing.
The expressions of the group were identical, all filled with ecstasy, evidently reaping significant rewards.
One of them stepped forward, holding the Shadow Retention Wall in both hands, and bowed as he presented it to Chu Zheng.
Chu Zheng glanced at the contents of the Shadow Retention Wall, and his expression gradually underwent so changes.
This secret realm, unlike the Small World that Chu Zheng possessed, was a treasury left by a True Immortal.
It roughly contained three areas, with the outermost being vast fields of Spiritual dicine. Although a considerable portion had perished due to neglect—eight or nine out of ten—there was still a large amount of high-grade Spiritual dicine that had survived, so over tens of thousands of years old, and even so Immortal Elixirs among them.
The second area was three Blood Pools covered by arrays, corresponding to low-, middle-, and high-quality Immortal Bones respectively.
This arrangent by the True Immortal could stimulate the True Immortal Bloodline inside the Song Clan mbers' bodies. Those with exceptional talents had a chance to transform their Immortal Bones and experience Ancestral Return.
The most core area was the third zone, guarded by a Divine Sense left by the Song ancestors, which set up many trials. Any Song Clan descendent who passed the trials would receive different rewards: Spirit Pills, magic treasures, cultivation techniques, secret arts, and even Immortal Treasures!
Without a doubt, this was a foundation left by a True Immortal who exhausted countless efforts to cultivate his descendants.
In those years, the reason why the branches of the Southern Territory Song Clan agreed to lend their elites to protect the direct lineage of the Song Clan as they withdrew from the Southern Territory and crossed the Rift Valley Sea to the Eastern Region was largely due to this priceless secret realm.
They believed that the main vein of the Song Clan would not easily give up this heritage secret realm, which served as the foundation of the clan.
However, as fate would have it, nobody could have predicted that after leaving the Southern Territory, a True Immortal would erge in the Eastern Territory Song Clan, sweeping through the Eastern Region and occupying vast territories, no longer troubled by resource shortages.
Moreover, with the elites from the Southern Territory branches, eight or nine out of ten perished in the Rift Valley Sea, and gradually this matter was pushed to the back of their minds, no longer discussed.
Had it not been for the True Immortal of the Song Clan who disappeared without return after a trip to the Immortal Alliance thousands of years ago, the Eastern Territory Song Clan might not have thought of returning to seek this legacy left by the ancestors.
After digesting the information from the Shadow Retention Wall, Chu Zheng ca back to his senses and couldn't help shaking his head. This was indeed an astonishing treasure, which over ti, could develop into a force not inferior to a Holy Land.
Seeing Chu Zheng silently shaking his head, the group of Song Family cultivators could not help feeling anxious—they were acutely aware of the value of this secret realm, and even if Chu Zheng chose to monopolize it, they could completely understand.
Just now in the secret realm, due to limited ti, the ten people did not participate in the trials, rely gathered a few low-grade Spiritual dicines they recognized, then retreated.
As for those high-grade Spiritual dicines, most had specific harvesting thods, and if touched rashly, they could greatly damage the dicinal potency, which was quite disheartening for the group.
Chu Zheng looked at the group of Song Family cultivators before him, imdiately noticing their unease, and spoke:
"This secret realm belongs to the entire Southern Territory Song Clan, but you cannot protect it now. I will temporarily place the jade wall within Taixuan Holy Land until soone from the Southern Territory Song Clan can take over."
"I will take one-third of the Spiritual dicines and hand them over to Taixuan Holy Land. The rest will belong to the Southern Territory Song Clan. Before the branches of the Southern Territory Song Clan gather, they must not be disturbed."
Owing much to Taixuan, Chu Zheng had to consider things for Taixuan as well.
This ti, in assisting the Song Clan's migration, Taixuan had deployed a Pseudo-Immortal, in addition to bearing pressure from the Eastern Territory Song Clan. Taking one-third of the Spiritual dicines as compensation was more than reasonable.
Upon hearing this, the group of Song Family cultivators nodded repeatedly, their expressions involuntarily showing so gratitude, even if Chu Zheng would swallow the secret realm directly, they had no complaints.
Without Chu Zheng, they would not even have had the chance to touch the secret realm.
"Later, you should notify Patriarch Song to select young, potentially talented individuals from the clan, make so preparations. In three days, I will reopen the entrance to the secret realm and initiate the first trial for the Southern Territory Song Clan."
As his words fell, Chu Zheng raised his hand and knocked several people unconscious again. After spending two full days refining four portions of essence blood sufficient for opening the secret realm, he finally stopped.
After all this, Chu Zheng felt his energy nearly depleted. Though his physical fatigue could be healed, the ntal toll remained.
Every ti the secret realm was opened, it required a substantial ti commitnt and consud a great deal of energy to purify the essence blood. This was quite inconvenient; having a direct line descendant of the Song Clan present could save an untold amount of effort.
After resting for a mont, Chu Zheng pushed open the door of the secret chamber and walked out. Exhausted to the extre, he had no intention of entertaining the hesitant Song Family cultivators and left directly.
He needed to inform Gong Rulong first, to have the Taixuan-assigned Spiritual dicines harvested. After the completion of the Southern Territory Song Clan's first trial, he would arrange for Song Lingqing to undergo the trial based on the specific circumstances at that ti.
As for Song Lingxue, Chu Zheng had so concerns and did not plan to let her co into contact with the secret realm.
After all, this was a legacy left by a True Immortal, and if the Divine Sense guarding the secret realm detected Song Lingxue's identity as a Martial Cultivator, it might decide to exterminate her kin in the na of righteousness, potentially leading to a perilous situation.
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