Chapter 907 - 398: Arrogant Artifact Spirit, Breaking the Record

For a father and son to both be named Saint Child was quite a celebrated tale.

During this trip to the Secret Realm, Liu Xuanfeng would serve as the leader, guiding several talented geniuses of the Purple Mist Sect to undergo the Artifact Spirit’s trial together.

"Li Chang’an!" He frowned, spotting Li Chang’an at a glance.

Li Chang’an saw him as well.

"Daoist Liu, it’s been many years. I heard you’ve become the Saint Child. Congratulations."

"The title of Saint Child is merely the starting point of my path to Nascent Soul Formation. The road ahead is long. It’s nothing to be happy about," Liu Xuanfeng replied coldly, his expression indifferent.

Zi Xia True Monarch was well aware of the conflict between them. She told the two, "You are both Righteous Cultivators and should unite your hearts against the Demonic Dao. You must not fight over past grievances."

"Yes!" the two responded in unison.

Zi Xia True Monarch’s eyes were calm as she took in their expressions, but she said no more.

Soon, Li Chang’an and Liu Xuanfeng’s group passed the inspection of the Illusion-Breaking Treasure and entered the Secret Realm one after another. Zi Xia True Monarch did not leave, opting to wait outside the Secret Realm.

Waiting alongside her were Zi Xi and Liu Haichao.

Liu Haichao cupped his hands, explaining the previous situation. "Xuanfeng is young and hot-blooded. Please forgive him, Supreme Elder. Once he grows a bit older, his state of mind should mature."

"It’s fine," Zi Xia True Monarch said flatly, not taking it to heart. Her calm eyes gazed into the depths of the Secret Realm as she asked the two beside her, "How do you think they will fare in the trial?"

"Supreme Elder, the juniors Xuanfeng is leading have decent talent, but they aren’t top-tier. The number of Demon Beasts they slay should be between thirty and sixty," Liu Haichao answered respectfully, sharing his judgment.

Slaying over thirty was already considered quite impressive; ordinary Purple Mist Sect Cultivators usually couldn’t even surpass ten.

"As for Xuanfeng... his talent is greater than those juniors, though far inferior to Daoist Zi Xi." Liu Haichao paused, seemingly deep in thought. A moment later, he gave an estimated number. "The number of Demon Beasts Xuanfeng can slay should be between eighty and ninety."

"Mhm." Zi Xia True Monarch nodded slightly, finding this estimation agreeable.

Zi Xi didn’t speak, silently agreeing as well.

Liu Haichao glanced at her and asked, "Daoist Zi Xi, how do you think Li Chang’an will fare?"

"Although Daoist Li’s talent isn’t extraordinary, he possesses numerous methods. I believe he should be able to slay over ninety Demon Beasts."

"Over ninety? Isn’t that a bit too high?" Liu Haichao’s tone carried a hint of skepticism.

During his own trial back in the day, he had just barely surpassed ninety, slaying ninety-one Demon Beasts. Zi Xi’s words were practically implying that Li Chang’an’s talent was no weaker than his—a Saint Child of the Purple Mist Sect.

"In my opinion, Li Chang’an will slay just over seventy at most," Liu Haichao voiced his deduction.

Hearing this, Zi Xi said no more, quietly gazing into the depths of the Secret Realm as she waited for the trial to conclude.

Meanwhile.

Inside the Secret Realm, Li Chang’an was observing the world around him. Looking around, the Secret Realm World was completely desolate. Dark red sandstorms howled between heaven and earth. The withered bones of Demon Beasts were scattered everywhere across the ground. An oppressive and deathly stillness permeated almost every corner.

ROAR!

A beastly howl echoed in the distance.

Before long, a crimson, ferocious-looking Demon Beast charged toward them. Its eyes were blood-red, its entire being exuding a sense of madness. With strength nearing the Tier Three Late Stage, it closed the distance in the blink of an eye.

"Sever!" Liu Xuanfeng’s expression was stern as he pointed a finger.

A ray of Spiritual Light flew from his Storage Pouch, transforming into a sharp blade. It was incredibly keen, slicing the Demon Beast in half in an instant. Blood splattered, adding a splash of crimson to the earth.

Behind him, several Purple Mist Sect disciples began heaping praise.

"I’ve heard that the Demon Beasts in the Sect’s Secret Realm are all driven mad and fearless of death, making them far harder to deal with than ordinary ones. Yet Senior Brother Liu slew it so easily!" one disciple exclaimed.

"As expected of the Saint Child. We’re truly far beneath him..." another chimed in.

Amidst their flattery, they didn’t forget to warn Li Chang’an. "You there, outsider! Stay close and don’t wander off. If something happens to you, Senior Brother Liu will have a hard time explaining it to the Supreme Elder!"

None of them held any goodwill toward an outsider like Li Chang’an. In their eyes, the only reason he could enter was because of his connections with Zi Xi; his actual abilities probably weren’t much to look at. The strength of a Loose Cultivator was inherently inferior to that of a Sect Cultivator.

Li Chang’an paid it no mind. His expression remained calm as he silently sensed the surrounding world. Along the way, they occasionally passed desolate and dilapidated Ancient Sect Ruins, most of which were already half-buried by the sand and wind.

A few days later.

They arrived at the center of the Secret Realm World.

What appeared before Li Chang’an’s eyes was a Beast Taming Wheel as massive as a mountain range. Standing about ten thousand feet tall, it was entirely dark gold. Its surface was covered in complex runes and motifs of Demon Beasts. A small portion of it was ruined, leaving the larger half jutting out of the earth at an angle, resembling a crescent moon.

"A Tier Five Beast Taming Wheel!" Li Chang’an’s gaze deepened as he stared at the artifact.

Although this Treasure was damaged, its aura was still astoundingly terrifying. It gave even a Nascent Soul True Monarch like him an indescribable sense of oppression.

Surrounding the Beast Taming Wheel was a desolate and ruined expanse of the Beast Taming Sect’s ruins. They entered the site, stopping right in front of the Beast Taming Wheel.

The next instant.

A ray of light emerged from the Beast Taming Wheel, manifesting into a child clad in a crimson robe right before them.

It was the Beast Taming Wheel’s Artifact Spirit!

"Halt!" Looking displeased, his gaze swept across the group. "This place is the Sub-Sect of the Beast Taming Sect. If you dare trespass, do not blame me for showing no mercy!"