Chapter 18
Lin Chaoyang had stumbled into the path of cultivation by sheer luck—after chancing upon a cultivation manual. Because of this, he held an unshakable belief in the power of serendipity.
Yet, when faced with his exuberant declaration about the secret realm, Qi Ping and the others fell silent.
None of the three were the type to blindly trust rumors of hidden treasures.
If a truly valuable secret realm existed, why would news of it spread so freely?
The sects and powerful clans would’ve long since claimed it—ordinary cultivators wouldn’t stand a chance.
In this world, good fortune rarely trickled down to the bottom. If it seemed to, it was likely honey laced with poison.
Wang Shan, steady and pragmatic despite his rough exterior, wasn’t one to trust hearsay lightly.
Nan Jie shared his skepticism—if anything, her wariness ran deeper.
As for Qi Ping? The mere mention of a “secret realm” made his skin crawl.