Song Junwan from Middle Peak brushed a lock of hair back behind her ear, her eyes sparkling as she said, "Little Brother Nightcrypt, why don't you come to Middle Peak…?"

Seeing those elders fighting over Bai Xiaochun made the other disciples sigh bitterly and lament in their hearts.

Yan Xiaobao couldn't help thinking about how outstanding he was. No matter how hard he tried to keep the Spiritual Sect and Blood Flow Sect low-key, he always somehow ended up with people chasing after him.

Marveling at his own accomplishments, his eyes suddenly grew hazy, as if infatuated. Staring at Song Junwan, face flushing, he said, "I… I choose Big Sis Song's Middle Peak!" Yan Xiaobao's answer immediately made Zhao Wuchang's heart tremble. How could this Master speak with such shocking foresight?

All the other disciples gasped, then pretended they had never even heard of such a cheeky way of addressing a Middle Peak elder.

Song Junwan's eyes went wide. Her first impression was that Nightcrypt was being deliberately disrespectful, but then she saw the infatuation in his eyes and let out a soft laugh. For some reason, he suddenly looked even more charming than before.

"Big Sis?!" The Great Elders of the other three peaks all had strange expressions on their faces. They looked at Bai Xiaochun, then at Song Junwan. In the end, they just shook their heads and turned to leave. As for Zhao Wuchang, he chose to go to Xiao Ze Peak.

Before leaving, the Great Elder from Corpse Peak let out a sigh.

He truly felt regret that Bai Xiaochun had chosen Zhongshan, and was also very reluctant to lose such a refined disciple who, by fate, clearly had a connection with Soldier Peak. Walking forward, he produced a jade sliding plate and handed it to Yan Xiaobao.

"Ye Xiao, this is my command medallion. If you change your mind, bring it to Corpse Peak. We will forever keep a Buddhist Law-protected spot open for you!"

Yan Xiaobao generously accepted the command medallion, thinking about how wonderfully the Blood Flow Sect treated him. Although they had done some rough things, they really did take very good care of him.

"Whenever I cause a disaster, they don't punish me, they reward me!" he thought. "These four Great Elders even fought over me, and in the end, the Great Elder of Corpse Peak still set his sights on me." He sighed again.

Everyone left, and Song Junwan of Zhongshan sized Yan Xiaobao up and down, smiling the whole time. A smoky charm clung to her body, and when she stepped forward, her milky white thighs were revealed. It was incredibly tempting, and although Yan Xiaobao considered himself a man of iron will, he couldn't stop staring. His heart began thumping against his chest.

Swaying as she moved, Song Junwan stopped right in front of Yan Xiaobao and reached out a finger to lift his chin. Her dark red lips curved into a smile as she sighed. "What did you just call me, you little scoundrel?"

"Big Sis So–Song…" he replied shyly, as a faint fragrance drifted into his nose.

Seeing him act like that, Song Junwan chuckled softly. She lifted an eyebrow slightly, stretched out her hand, and in it was a jade pendant. Then she turned and drifted away.

Yan Xiaobao stood alone above the endless blood, holding the jade pendant, sighing as he was forced to go seek out the eternal indestructible relic. He couldn't help but admire himself. Then he thought of the matter of calling Song Junwan Big Sis; the next time he ran into Song Que, he would clearly have higher seniority.

More excited than before, he proudly returned to his Immortal Cave. By then, it was night. Upon arriving, he began packing, preparing to report to Middle Peak the following morning. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

Late that night, as Yan Xiaobao sat there in meditation, moonlight suddenly poured in through the window, casting a shadow in front of him. As it did, an indescribable sense of dread filled him; it was almost like an unseen figure was about to take form right before his eyes.

His eyes went wide and his scalp tingled. As he watched, his shadow rippled and twisted, almost as if it were made of mist. In the blink of an eye, it filled the Immortal Cave, turning everything black. It was as if even the moonlight itself had been infected and cut off!

Seeing what was happening made Yan Xiaobao think of the Mysterious Sect mentioned by Nightcrypt. Yan Xiaobao had never forgotten that sect's story, and in this moment, although his expression remained unchanged, inwardly he grew very tense. He rose to his feet quickly and cautiously looked around.

"Imposter Nightcrypt said that in the past few decades, this Mysterious Sect has only appeared three times. It's been a long time since they last showed up. Why would they appear again now…?" His heart pounded in terror; if that Mysterious Sect saw through his mask, who knew what would happen…

He quickly noticed that in the shadowy Immortal Cave, the ground was undulating, almost like water. Before long, it turned semi-transparent, and Yan Xiaobao suddenly appeared in an illusory world.

At first, it seemed as if that world existed underground, but upon closer inspection, Yan Xiaobao was astonished to discover that it was actually a projection. It was almost like he was on the other side of a mirror, looking at some other location.

In that world were mountains and bodies of water, and above them a blue sky dotted with white clouds. Gradually, a figure in white robes appeared, radiating a profound, ancient aura; for some reason, Yan Xiaobao immediately knew this was a powerful expert from that Mysterious Sect. In that instant, he gained a much deeper understanding of just how formidable that sect was.

"Ye Xiao!" When the white-robed person finished forming in his vision, it was impossible to tell whether the voice belonged to a man or a woman. Yan Xiaobao was already growing nervous, but apparently the white-robed person didn't notice anything amiss. The figure flicked a sleeve, and three Pill Bottles appeared, each decorated with traces of a shining moon. They immediately flew toward the semi-transparent ground, as if about to pierce through and emerge inside the Immortal Cave.

As the Medicine Bottles drew near, the ripples on the floor grew even more intense.

"I sensed the fluctuations of Foundation Establishment coming from you," the figure said. "You've succeeded. Excellent. These are the pills you need. They should carry you all the way to mid Foundation stage. The cost of sending you these medicine pills far exceeds the value of the pills themselves.

"Remember, the eternal indestructible relic is located beneath the Immortal Cave of the Middle Peak elder. It doesn't matter how long it takes; you must find a way to obtain it." The Medicine Bottles finally passed through the ground and entered the Immortal Cave. At the same time, the white-robed figure vanished. The floor returned to normal, the shadows disappeared, and moonlight once again spilled in through the window.

Several minutes passed without Yan Xiaobao saying a single word. However, he was drenched in sweat. Taking a deep breath, he calmed himself down. The bizarre actions of that Mysterious Sect far surpassed anything he had imagined.

"What kind of sect are they?" he wondered. From what he could tell, they were far stronger than the Blood Flow Sect; the two couldn't even be compared. Apparently, despite their power, they were located incredibly, incredibly far away.

"Over there, it was actually daytime…" he thought. He reached up and touched the mask he wore. His secret identity was still secret, which made him feel a lot better than before.

"So even that white-robed envoy didn't notice that I've taken the impostor's place? Or the envoy did notice and just didn't say anything?" After a moment of hesitation, he decided to try getting confirmation from the Imposter Nightcrypt.

Imposter Nightcrypt was in utter agony over what had just happened. He had requested these pills many times, and only now had they finally been sent. On top of that, they now belonged to Yan Xiaobao. After a while, he sighed. Not daring to complain, he began answering Yan Xiaobao's questions.

In the end, Yan Xiaobao frowned. There really was no way to be sure whether the white-robed figure had seen through his disguise.

"Whatever. Overthinking it is pointless. Even if he did notice, he didn't say anything. In that case, we have a mutual understanding. Based on my previous analysis, it seems more likely than ever that they're just putting on an act. Or who knows, maybe he really didn't notice." Yan Xiaobao shook his head and lowered his gaze to the three Medicine Bottles bearing traces of a shining moon. He opened them one by one.

Inside the Pill Bottles were a total of thirty pills. After carefully examining them, Yan Xiaobao's eyes went wide.

"They're all top-quality! Tier-4 spiritual medicine!

"What kind of sect is this? They're terrifying!"

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