Ye Xingchen had changed.
He actually chose Simple Mode in the Nine Heavens Secret Realm!
My heavens!
This would have been absolutely impossible in the past, after all, he was once the Night Emperor, one of Xingyun Continent’s strongest.
Choosing Simple Mode, it was still when challenging the Life-Death Secret Realm—starting with Hell Mode and getting beaten into developing psychological trauma.
Moreover.
After cultivating in the sect all these years, while his exterior still seemed quite aloof, internally he had undergone great changes.
To put it accurately, the Night Emperor was no longer as reckless as before.
This wasn’t cowardice.
This was truly meaningful change.
At this very moment, he could even sing “clang clang clang” together with Jun Changxiao.
“Whoosh—”
After choosing Simple Mode, nine more options appeared, respectively headed with the characters for metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, ice, and martial to form layers of heaven.
Ye Xingchen quickly gleaned some meaning from the literal text, but what did that final Martial Layer of Heaven mean? Could it be related to martial dao, or perhaps martial arts?
“This one then.”
Aniu chose the Martial Layer of Heaven.
His physical body was already forged to the extreme, and he placed more emphasis on improving his martial dao realm. If the Martial Layer of Heaven could help his martial dao, that would definitely be excellent.
“Whoosh—”
Suddenly, the scene before his eyes transformed, revealing densely packed and variously shaped weapons emanating powerful might hovering in mid-air.
“So it’s related to weapons.”
Ye Xingchen felt dejected.
If he had known, he would have randomly chosen metal, wood, water, fire, or earth.
At least they corresponded to the Five Elements Reflecting Heaven Formula he cultivated. Weapons, on the other hand… couldn’t connect to martial dao realm at all.
“Whoosh!”
“Whoosh!”
Just then, a sharp sword hovering in the distance flew over, seemingly displaying itself like a peacock’s tail as it transformed into countless sword weapons, then bombarded over in a raining-pear-blossoms momentum.
Ye Xingchen’s expression changed slightly, immediately executing movement techniques to dodge.
However, not moving was fine, but once he moved, the sharp sword came flying even faster, practically arriving in the blink of an eye, forcing him to arduously twist his buttocks and body, flashing back and forth through the gaps!
…
I am a master, master, master master master.
Unrivaled under heaven.
Fill the wine cups full, tonight we won’t rest until drunk!
…
BGM that matched Ye Xingchen perfectly began playing.
He seemed like a drunk person, dancing the most extreme Pure Land of Bliss sexy dance amidst the sword rain.
Every movement matched the background music perfectly—he could be called a beat-catching demon.
Due to years of body forging and daily morning exercises, Aniu’s body coordination and flexibility were indisputable—just one word: strong!
However, after dodging the first wave of sword rain, the second wave followed immediately after, giving him absolutely no chance to catch his breath.
“Swish!”
Ye Xingchen decisively grabbed at the void with his large hand. His exclusive divine weapon ‘Parting Grief Heaven Sacrifice’ immediately appeared, then he directly swung it around, fiercely smashing toward the incoming sword rain.
“Boom! Boom! Boom!”
“Boom! Boom! Boom!”
…
“Second Senior Brother.”
Outside the secret realm, Su Xiaomo asked in a low voice: “Can Senior Brother Ye make it through?”
“According to Shangtian, inside there are modes like the Life-Death Secret Realm. If he chose Hell Mode, he’s probably in trouble again,” Li Qingyang said.
About an hour later, under everyone’s anxious waiting, they finally saw Ye Xingchen walk out from within the Nine Heavens Secret Realm, his face displaying an aloofness even stronger than before entering.
“Disciple Ye Xingchen has passed the Martial Layer of Heaven trial.” A resonant voice transmitted from within the secret realm.
“He passed!”
“Senior Brother Ye is amazing!”
Li Qingyang, Xiao Zuiji, and others instantly surrounded him with a “swish.”
Before they could inquire about the situation inside, Ye Xingchen’s body fell straight down face-first with a crash, his back clothing showing sword marks one after another—it was almost shredded to rags.
Zoro: “I never take wounds on my back.”
Night Emperor: “I never take wounds on my front.”
“This…”
Li Qingyang, Xiao Zuiji and others were dumbfounded.
Even Senior Brother Ye passed and still ended up in such a miserable state—one could imagine how terrifying the Nine Heavens Secret Realm was!
“Junior Brother.”
Li Qingyang helped him up and asked: “What mode did you choose?”
“Normal Mode.”
The Night Proud one still cared about his image, so he would never admit he chose Simple Mode even if beaten to death.
Li Qingyang said: “Let’s choose Simple Mode then.”
“Good!”
Ye Xingchen’s strength was recognized by them, so they definitely wouldn’t stupidly challenge Normal Mode.
After the disciples made their decisions, they entered the Nine Heavens Secret Realm one by one in order, respectively choosing a certain layer of heaven corresponding to their own attributes.
“Disciple Li Qingyang has passed the Thunder Layer of Heaven trial.”
“Disciple Xiao Zuiji has passed the Earth Layer of Heaven trial.”
“Disciple Su Xiaomo has passed the Wind Layer of Heaven trial.”
“…”
Several core disciples entered successively, all successfully passing the trials within half an hour, but also like Ye Xingchen, collapsed on the ground exhausted.
The process wasn’t important—what mattered was the result.
At this moment, although they were in a sorry state, they all had gained higher understanding of martial dao and their attributes.
Especially Su Xiaomo, who had fallen behind her fellow disciples due to being a spy. After passing the Wind Layer of Heaven trial, not only did her speed improve, but her realm also increased by one grade!
“Ding! Disciple Su Xiaomo passed the Nine Heavens Secret Realm Wind Layer of Heaven trial and successfully increased by one grade. Host has obtained 10 contribution points.”
Jun Changxiao, sitting outside the secret realm sipping tea, heard the notification sound and immediately revealed wild joy on his face.
A disciple breaking through one grade in the Nine Heavens Secret Realm actually rewarded him with 10 contribution points. If tens of thousands of people each broke through one grade, wouldn’t that equal tens of thousands times ten, equaling hundreds of thousands of contribution points!
“Ha ha ha!”
“Ha ha ha ha!”
Jun Changxiao couldn’t help but burst into loud laughter.
The disciples queuing to enter turned their heads to look, all shaking their heads: “Did the Sect Master forget to take his medicine?”
Jun Changxiao’s groundless sudden laughter had become commonplace throughout the sect, so they didn’t take it seriously and continued focusing their thoughts on the Nine Heavens Secret Realm.
One day passed.
Ten thousand disciples entered the Nine Heavens Secret Realm to accept trials, with only a mere thousand ultimately passing.
If this were the Training Tower or Life-Death Secret Realm, once failed one would be depleted for several days, but the mid-grade Nine Heavens Secret Realm was more humane—after failure, one only needed two hours of recovery.
Even if the trial failed, it would still give certain consolation, obtaining small amounts of martial dao experience and small amounts of understanding of the chosen layer of heaven’s attributes.
Of course.
The rewards for successful trials were much richer.
Of the thousand-plus who passed, at least eight hundred broke through one grade from their original realm. Those who didn’t break through had only recently advanced.
The initial-grade Life-Death Secret Realm could be considered a normal cheat, while the mid-grade Nine Heavens Secret Realm belonged to the advanced cheat category.
“If I could farm a high-grade secret realm, wouldn’t that be a flying-through-the-sky cheat, capable of blowing off little devils’ heads from eight hundred li away with one shot?”
Jun Changxiao’s gaze became fervent.
He was extremely pleased now.
Because he had been drinking tea all day, to the point of almost developing gallstones, but with over eight hundred disciples passing the trials, he had gained over eight thousand contribution points out of thin air!
Eight thousand a day.
Eighty thousand in ten days.
Eight hundred thousand in a hundred days.
A thousand days…
“Thud!”
Jun Changxiao clutched his chest and toppled from his chair face-up with a smile on his face.
“Not good!”
“The Sect Master fainted again!”