1508: Chapter 1508: Really the Last but One?_1 1508: Chapter 1508: Really the Last but One?_1 Brandan Moore waved his hand and said, “Mullen, you need not be discouraged.
After all, the higher the realm, the harder it is to make a breakthrough.
As long as you gain sothing from this Secret Realm Trial, that’s quite an accomplishnt.
Moreover, I can sense that your cultivation is not far from a breakthrough.”
“Mm!”
Lionel Yeager nodded and, looking at Lily Tisdale and the others, said with a smile, “Everyone’s cultivation has also made a breakthrough, not bad at all!”
Although his own cultivation hadn’t made a breakthrough, it was quite good that Lily Tisdale and the others had.
Christopher Moore closed the Secret Realm and said, “Mullen, you’ve been seriously injured; let’s go back to the Great Hall so Elder Steel and the others can heal you!”
“Okay!”
Lionel Yeager nodded.
After that, everyone boarded the ancient ship and left the Secret Realm, flying towards the Supre Hall.
Upon arriving at the Great Hall.
While Lionel Yeager was healing himself, Nash Steel, Barrett Sherwood, and Simon Dallas assisted him from the side.
So, it didn’t take long before Lionel Yeager had mostly recovered.
Afterward, Lionel Yeager and Lily Tisdale and the others went to the guest room to wash up and change clothes before joining Brandan Moore and the rest for breakfast.
While having breakfast.
Lionel Yeager turned to Christopher Moore and said, “Uncle Moore, after breakfast, I plan to visit the Immortal dicine Sect with Elder Steel and the others.
Then, I intend to make a trip to the Northern Martial Clan.”
Christopher Moore asked curiously, “What are you going to the Myth Martial clan for?”
Lionel Yeager said coldly, “Brother Moore must have told you about the grudge I have with Payton Immortal Island’s Heaven-Spread Sect and the Purple Sky Sect.
One day, I will go to Payton Immortal Island to seek revenge on these two major sects.
Therefore, I want to visit the Myth Martial clan to see whether they can lend their help when the ti cos.”
Christopher Moore said, “Mullen, the Myth Martial clan has always been proud.
It might not be easy to ask for their help.”
Lionel Yeager replied, “No matter what, I still have to give it a try.”
Christopher Moore nodded and said, “Alright then, let Martin Jules go with you.
Our Supre Gate has good relations with the Myth Martial clan.
We hope that they will consider our friendship and lend you this favor.”
Brandan Moore then said, “Mullen, whether the Myth Martial clan helps you or not, our Supre Gate will support you!”
Haward Mansfield said coldly, “Our grudges with the Heaven-Spread Sect and the Purple Sky Sect are not yet settled!
Next ti, we shall set foot on Payton Immortal Island again and decide the outco in a fight to the death with these two great Immortal Sects!”
Lionel Yeager saluted with his hands and said, “Thank you all then!”
After breakfast.
Lionel Yeager and the group arrived on the square.
Christopher Moore said, “Mullen, if you encounter any danger later on, make sure to contact us right away!
No matter where you are, we will co to help in ti!”
Brandan Moore reminded, “This Kun Lin Ruins is not like the secular world; there’s no law to bind us, survival of the fittest, with the strong ruling supre!
So when you’re out and about, you must always be cautious!”
“Mm!”
Lionel Yeager nodded firmly, saluted with his hands, and said, “Everyone, until we et again!”
“Until we et again!”
Christopher Moore and the others also saluted.
Afterward, Lionel Yeager and his group boarded the ancient ship and flew away from the Supre Gate.
After leaving the Supre Gate.
The ancient ship flew southward.
Lionel Yeager inquired, “Elder Steel, is the Immortal dicine Sect far from the Supre Gate?”
Sun Minggu laughed and said, “It’s not too far, we should be able to arrive at our Immortal dicine Sect by midday.”
Lionel Yeager nodded his head.
Thinking of Brandan Moore’s reminder, Lionel Yeager felt that it would be better to keep a low profile on the road ahead.
So, he took out the Spirit Treasure Jade, a high-quality magic weapon given to him by Haward Mansfield, and hung it on his waist, concealing his cultivation.
By midday, Lionel Yeager and his group had reached the Immortal dicine Sect.
The scale of the Immortal dicine Sect was, although not as large as the Supre Gate, quite impressive nonetheless.
Ninety-eight peaks stood tall in the distance, reaching into the clouds, majestic beyond description.
The grey-white retro-style palace buildings stood on the mountain, magnificent and awe-inspiring.
In each valley, nurous Spirit Beasts were raised, and the hills and fields were covered with cultivated dicine fields.
Stepping into the territory of Immortal dicine Sect, waves of dicinal fragrance hit them, refreshing the mind and invigorating the senses.
Seeing so many rare and exotic herbs, Lionel Yeager’s eyes shone with excitent.
Worthy of being a dical sect indeed, they’ve planted so many top-quality dicinal materials.
Shortly,
Lionel Yeager and his group reached the Immortal dicine Sect’s Main Peak by riding an ancient ship.
“Greeting Elder Steel, Elder Sherwood, and Elder Donnavan!”
The disciples of the Immortal dicine Sect all bent their waists and bowed.
Sun Minggu nodded his head and asked, “Where are the Sect Leader and the others?
Why aren’t they here?”
A disciple replied, “Elder Steel, yesterday the Sect Leader took so people to attend the ‘Pill Refinent Grand Competition’.”
“Oh…
Sun Minggu nodded, “I seem to have forgotten about that.”
“Elder Steel, what is the ‘Pill Refinent Grand Competition’?”
Lionel Yeager asked.
Sun Minggu said with a smile, “In our Central State, we have four great top-tier dical sects and three great top-tier pill refinent sects.
The four great dical sects are the Hall of the Sacred Doctor, Heaven dicine Sect, dical God Sect, and our Immortal dicine Sect.
The three great pill refinent sects are God Pill Valley, Spirit Pill Sect, and Immortal Pill Sect.
Every year, our seven sects would hold a Pill Refinent Grand Competition, to exchange and learn from each other’s Alchemy Art.
After all, whether it’s the pill refinent sects or our dical sects, we are all quite skilled in the Alchemy Art.”
“So that’s how it is.”
Lionel Yeager suddenly understood and nodded.
Bardon Bard said with a smile, “Elder Steel, how is your Immortal dicine Sect’s proficiency in alchemy then?”
“Uh…”
Sun Minggu chuckled and said, “Our Immortal dicine Sect mainly focuses on the dical arts; our Alchemy Art is sowhat weaker.”
Bardon Bard pressed on, “What sort of rankings do you get each year in the Pill Refinent Grand Competition?”
Sun Minggu replied awkwardly, “Well, the rankings aren’t that important…”
Bardon Bard curled his lip and said, “Let’s hear it, it can’t possibly be the last place every ti, can it?”
Hearing this,
Sun Minggu, Barrett Sherwood, and Simon Dalls fell collectively silent.
Bardon Bard looked on in surprise and said, “I an, you guys aren’t actually at the bottom every single year, are you?”
“Cough cough…”
Sun Minggu coughed twice and said, “It’s not like we’re always at the bottom, at least in these past ten years we’ve achieved third from last three tis!”
Bardon Bard rolled his eyes, saying, “With only seven sects competing, doesn’t third from last an second last?”
Lionel Yeager said with a laugh, “Alright, Bardon, stop rubbing salt in their wounds.”
Bardon Bard said, “How about my elder brother Yang helps you achieve a good ranking this year?”
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