Staying Alive Cautiously in the Celestial Realm and Becoming the Strongest-Chapter 598 - Ninth Uncle

Chapter 598: Chapter 598 Ninth Uncle

The secret repository is the foundation of an immortal cultivation family.

Under normal circumstances, only the most core members of the family have the privilege of entering.

For a great immortal cultivation family like the Yin Family, the treasures stored in its secret repository are surely of extraordinary value, some of which may even be used as capital to make a comeback after encountering a major crisis.

It is absolutely intolerable for outsiders to lay a finger on them!

Now that the Yin Family is willing to fully open their secret repository to Wang Chen, allowing him to select treasures at will, the depth of their trust and gratitude goes without saying.

After pondering for a moment, Wang Chen tentatively asked, “Senior Sister, how much do you know about the Upper Realm?”

“The Upper Realm?”

Yin Sulan was momentarily stunned: “Are you talking about the Haotian Realm?”

Wang Chen nodded.

The Upper Realm of the Mountain and Sea Realm is known as the Haotian Realm, one of the nine realms of the Immortal Domain, the true Immortal Realm.

Wang Chen’s understanding of the Haotian Realm mainly came from the narratives of Monk Wuxiang.

However, this venerable monk did not reveal much useful information to Wang Chen, and for him, the Upper Realm was still shrouded in a layer of mystery.

He wanted to know more and even wanted to find a Path to the Heavens through the Yin Family!

In comparison, the treasures of the Yin Family’s secret repository were nothing.

“I know very little about the Haotian Realm.”

Yin Sulan said, “But my Ninth Uncle once went to the Upper Realm, I can take you to see him.”

Wang Chen was astonished: “An elder of your family has been to the Upper Realm?”

He could hardly believe his ears!

It’s not an unusual thing for cultivators from the Lower Realm to go to the Upper Realm, and there are various ways to do so.

The most official is undoubtedly by ascending.

When a cultivator reaches the pinnacle of this realm’s cultivation level, they will be repelled by the consciousness of heaven and earth, and if they pass the Heavenly Tribulation, they can ascend.

Next are being guided or sneaking in.

Wang Chen’s situation was special; ascending or being guided were both impossible, so sneaking in was his only option.

He had never imagined that someone could go there and come back.

Could they possibly be going there for a vacation?

“Yes,”

Yin Sulan explained: “It was the Great Uncle who guided him up there, but for some reason, he was sent back. Ninth Uncle never talks to us younger generations about matters of the Upper Realm.”

“But you saved my brother, and he will certainly be willing to make an exception for you.”

Wang Chen immediately gave thanks: “Then I will trouble you, Senior Sister!”

Wang Chen’s eagerness was unexpected to Yin Sulan.

However, she had no intention of going back on her word, and promptly sent out a Message Talisman.

According to Yin Sulan’s words, Ninth Uncle held an extraordinary status within the Yin Family, and she could not directly bring Wang Chen to meet him.

She needed to first present a request through the family elders.

After roughly half a two-hour period, Yin Sulan received a reply.

After reading it, she was very pleased: “Junior Brother Wang, Ninth Uncle has agreed to see you. Let’s go!”

Like other great immortal cultivation families, the Yin Family owned an entire island in the West Sea Lake, and it was very close to the main island.

After leaving the Carefree Pavilion, they flew on their swords for merely the time it takes to brew half a cup of tea, and arrived at the island.

Yin Island.

The area of Yin Island was not very large; it was nothing compared to the West Sea Main Island, and even fell short when compared to Long River Island.

But its proximity to the main island was its greatest advantage, and after long-term management by the Yin Family, this medium-small-sized island was built to be stunningly beautiful. Pavilions and towers were hidden among exotic flowers and trees, and from afar, it looked like the Langya Fairyland.

Yin Sulan alighted with Wang Chen in the midst of a large estate.

“Sulan sister!”

Just as the two touched ground, a sprightly half-grown boy with ruddy lips and handsome features came running over excitedly, clamoring, “Are you here to see me? What gift did you bring for me?”

“Get lost!”

Yin Sulan waved him off with disdain, “I’m here on serious business, no gifts.”

The boy’s eyes spun deceitfully, as if he had an epiphany, “I get it, you’ve brought your lover to see the uncle, seeking his support for you both, right?”

His gaze shifted to Wang Chen as he mumbled, “Looks pretty ordinary.”

“Nonsense!”

Yin Sulan’s brows shot up in irritation, and she reached out to grab the rascal, “Come here and meet your doom!”

However, the youngster was incredibly slippery, darting into the inner courtyard and shouting at the top of his voice, “Uncle, Uncle save me! Sister Sulan wants to kill someone to silence them for her lover’s sake!”

Yin Sulan was both embarrassed and anxious, just about to chase after him to teach him a harsh lesson, when suddenly, an elderly voice came through, “Little Sulan has a lover?”

The voice carried a mocking chuckle.

A breeze swept into the courtyard, picking up four or five petals, and a figure appeared along with it!

Yin Sulan hurriedly bowed in greeting, “I pay my respects to Ninth Uncle.”

She then introduced Wang Chen who was beside her, “Ninth Uncle, this is my junior brother Wang Chen.”

Wang Chen followed suit in greeting, “Junior Wang Chen pays respect to Elder Yin.”

The figure that had just appeared was an old man with white hair, leaning on an antique-looking cane, benevolent face and kindly eyes, much like a retired senior from the countryside.

But Wang Chen didn’t dare take him lightly.

On the outside, Yin Sulan’s Ninth Uncle looked utterly ordinary, with no distinguishing features whatsoever.

Yet Wang Chen was completely unable to discern the elder’s cultivation realm.

He appeared to be just an ordinary person.

Of course, that was impossible. The only explanation was that the elderly figure before him had already reached the realm of returning to one’s original simplicity.

Previously, Yin Sulan hadn’t mentioned whether her Ninth Uncle was of Purple Mansion or Golden Core.

But now Wang Chen could be certain that this elderly figure was indeed a True Person, who might have even attained the ninth peak level!

“Sit.”

The Ninth Uncle said with a merry smile, “Our Yin family does not like being indebted to others. You have saved Yin Mingcheng’s life, so tell me what you desire in return.”

Wang Chen hesitated.

Ninth Uncle glanced at Yin Sulan, “Sulan, go brew a pot of spiritual tea. Use the Misty Cloud Spiritual Tea leaves and water from the Thousand Echo Spring Water, freshly fetched.”

With clear understanding, Yin Sulan immediately knew what her uncle meant and briskly went to carry out the task.

Once she had left, Ninth Uncle’s smile vanished.

This prestigious elder of the Yin family stared at Wang Chen and asked sternly, “Young man, do you wish to learn about the Upper Realm? Are you aware that within our sect, there is a rule stating disciples must not privately discuss matters of the Upper Realm?”

Wang Chen truly was unaware of this rule. He met the gaze of the Golden Core True Person before him, “The disciple wishes to ascend to the Upper Realm, Elder, can you guide me?”

“You wish to go to the Upper Realm?”

Ninth Uncle’s expression turned bizarre, “Young man, one must take bites of food one at a time, and walk the road step by step. If you stride too fast, be careful not to rip your sack!”

It was just short of saying Wang Chen was ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth!

Unable to reveal the truth, Wang Chen had no choice but to use the pretext he had thought out beforehand, “A highly revered monk has divined for me, stating that I must leave the Mountain and Sea Realm before the age of forty-four, or else I will face a certain deadly calamity!”

Ninth Uncle was skeptical, “Which revered monk would that be? You don’t strike me as someone with a life of misfortune!”

Wang Chen replied, “Lantuo Temple, Master Wuxiang.”

Ninth Uncle’s face changed at once.

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