"Martial Uncle, please come this way." Upon hearing Chu Lingwei's words, the two maids immediately stepped forward and led Chu Lingwei to the bedroom that had been prepared for her.
"You may leave." After entering the bedroom, a surge of pure spiritual energy washed over Chu Lingwei. She dismissed the maids and walked into the palace chamber.
Her chamber was vast, with a dedicated area for cultivation and even a residence for spiritual beasts. Behind her bedroom, there was a spiritual spring from which spiritual energy continuously emanated.
It turned out that the spiritual energy within the room was all thanks to this spiritual spring.
Chu Lingwei set up a barrier around the area and, after shedding her clothes, stepped into the spiritual spring. Instantly, a warmth enveloped her entire body, and her wounds began to heal at a visibly rapid pace.
This spiritual spring possessed restorative properties.
Once again, Chu Lingwei was awestruck by the opulence of the Cultivation Academy. No wonder all the disciples of the Xuanxin Sect dreamed of studying here; the facilities were unparalleled.
The spiritual resources alone in her chamber surpassed those of Su Xianrou's entire Qingxin Peak.
Thinking of Su Xianrou, Chu Lingwei's eyes turned cold. The only reason she had managed to endure the past two months was the burning desire to avenge herself personally.
Emerging from the chamber, Chu Lingwei looked at Fengming, who was still asleep in the spiritual beast bag. Although not awake, its body was clearly much better than when she had first seen it.
"Junior Sister, you're here."
Leng Xingzhi was already waiting at the academy entrance. By his side stood thirty disciples, all at the Spirit Movement and Spirit Wheel stages.
Like her, they were all disciples slated to enter the Hengtian Secret Realm.
Chu Lingwei nodded slightly at these disciples and then followed her Senior Brother, boarding his jade token flying artifact.
Standing on the artifact this time, she noticed it had been transformed.
At the front of the jade token was a viewing deck that could accommodate a hundred people, and behind it was a building with individual rooms assigned for each of them to rest.
This could already be considered a spiritual artifact.
Chu Lingwei couldn't help but cast a few more glances at her Senior Brother. She had only been at the Cultivation Academy for two months and had met him only a few times, yet every artifact he possessed was of the treasure-grade or higher.
She was certain that even the Ancestor of the Xuanxin Sect did not possess such wealth, let alone display it so ostentatiously.
Were people at the Cultivation Academy all this wealthy?
Leng Xingzhi seemed to perceive Chu Lingwei's thoughts and led her to her room. "Junior Sister, it will take us over half a month to reach the Hengtian Secret Realm. You can use this time to thoroughly organize your thoughts and experiences."
"Thank you, Senior Brother." Chu Lingwei bowed to him and then, after a moment's thought, said, "Senior Brother, after entering the Hengtian Secret Realm, I wish to act independently and do not want my identity to be known."
The Xuanxin Sect's disciples would undoubtedly be present in the Hengtian Secret Realm. Chu Lingwei did not want her identity revealed so soon; at least, before entering the secret realm, she did not want anyone from the Xuanxin Sect to recognize her.
"Alright."
Leng Xingzhi showed no surprise, nodding his head, and left the room.
Chu Lingwei breathed a sigh of relief. She had genuinely worried that her Senior Brother might think she was being difficult and insist she join the Cultivation Academy's team for entry into the Hengtian Secret Realm.
After all, entering the Hengtian Secret Realm required not only caution regarding the dangers within but also vigilance against disciples from various sects.
Half a month later, they arrived at a town near the Hengtian Secret Realm, Muxa Town.
Upon entering the town, they found it already bustling with activity. Various sects had arrived early with their disciples, awaiting the opening of the Hengtian Secret Realm.
Where there were people, there was business.
Shops of all sizes lined the streets, filled with disciples from various sects equipping themselves. Even the sides of the street were lined with small stalls, vendors calling out their wares.
Chu Lingwei was dressed in a simple, low-grade blue robe and had altered her appearance to something utterly ordinary.
Leng Xingzhi led the disciples of the Cultivation Academy into the largest establishment, the Wangchuan Restaurant.
"Young Master, you have arrived." As soon as they entered the lobby, the innkeeper, who had been attending to guests, rushed over and said respectfully, "The rooms have long been prepared. Please follow this old servant, Young Master."
Chu Lingwei, following closely behind Leng Xingzhi, was surprised by the address "Young Master." Her Senior Brother's background was clearly not simple.
However, after searching through all the memories in her mind, she found no mention of any prominent family surnamed Leng.
"No rush, first have someone arrange for them to rest," Leng Xingzhi said to the innkeeper, glancing at the lively lobby.
The innkeeper repeatedly nodded and instructed his staff to escort the Cultivation Academy disciples to their rooms.
Chu Lingwei watched them depart one by one, but no one came to lead her to her room. A flicker of confusion crossed her eyes, and she looked towards her Senior Brother.
"Junior Sister, do not worry. Your room is next to mine. I will take you there shortly," Leng Xingzhi said gently, noticing the questioning look in Chu Lingwei's eyes.
He couldn't help but sigh inwardly; it seemed his Junior Sister did not fully trust him.
As a guest, Chu Lingwei nodded and obediently followed Leng Xingzhi.
Internally, however, she maintained a heightened state of vigilance. Although Leng Xingzhi was her Senior Brother, until they became truly familiar with each other, she needed to remain constantly alert.
In the world of cultivation, one could not easily trust anyone; a single misstep could lead to an abyss.
In a secret room of the inn.
Chu Lingwei sat in a chair beside Leng Xingzhi, sipping spiritual tea, her gaze lowered as she listened to the conversation between him and his servant.
"Young Master, disciples from all major sects have arrived," the steward reported, approaching his Young Master.
Leng Xingzhi nodded, having sensed this upon his arrival in Muxa Town.
"Young Master, rumor has it that a great treasure will appear in the Hengtian Secret Realm, which is why the Demon and Beast tribes have also shown themselves," the steward said softly, seeing his Young Master's lack of reaction.
Hearing the words "Demon tribe" and "Beast tribe," Chu Lingwei's hand, which was holding the spiritual tea, involuntarily faltered.
In her memory, the Demon and Beast tribes had once waged a great war against the human cultivators. They had been driven to their respective territories and had promised the human cultivators never to return to the human continent.
She hadn't expected them to appear here.
Leng Xingzhi sensed his Junior Sister's subtle reaction, a smile flashing in his eyes, though his expression remained unchanged. "They intend to enter the Hengtian Secret Realm?"
Chu Lingwei listened intently, secretly marveling. If the Demon and Beast tribes entered the Hengtian Secret Realm, they would likely attack these sect disciples.
"Yes, they are after the great treasure," the steward nodded. Regardless of the sect, facing a great treasure would stir desire.
"Mm, I understand," Leng Xingzhi waved his hand, instructing the steward to gather information on the movements of the Demon and Beast tribes before letting him depart.
"Junior Sister, you heard. This journey to the Hengtian Secret Realm is extremely perilous," Leng Xingzhi said, turning his head to face Chu Lingwei.