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"Uh, by the way, why can't we enter the mystic realm yet?" Seeing the looks others gave them became ever stranger, Lonemoon couldn't help but interrupt Chef's words, feeling that something was exposed.

Dong Wu who stood beside him was stunned, and only just realized all disciples of his own sect were standing in place and didn't set out. Because they were the host, before Divine Heavens Sect moved, the other sects couldn't bring themselves to enter first.

"What's the matter?" He frowned, couldn't help but looked towards his own disciples. "Why aren't you entering?"

"Sect master..." A leading disciple at the front of the row replied, his face whitened and he looked slightly embarrassed, "The... the people from Wu Xiang Peak hasn't come yet."

"Disciples of Junior Brother Wu Xiang?" Dong Wu frowned, and some displeasure showed in his eyes. "Quickly send someone to tell them to hurry."

"There's no need." Just after his sentence finished, a familiar voice sounded and a mid-aged cultivator came flying. He was Wu Xiang, the same person who once went to Honesty Sect and ended up being robbed by Lonemoon. "Senior Brother, I'm here."

He still looked proud and arrogant. Three disciples followed him. Among them, the one with the highest level of cultivation was a disciple on his right. He was in mid-stage Foundation Establishment, and the aura on him was a bit unstable. He seemed to have only broken into this level recently. It was also a familiar face- he was Jing Qi, who suddenly disappeared in the sect years ago.

His body had grown visibly much taller, and he had an adult-like look. Yet the fat shadow around him was indeed too ugly that it made one ignore, almost completely, the look of the occupied body.

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Lonemoon held his gaze. It seemed that the method of sending Wu Xiang monthly bills did work. Wu Xiang indeed had some grudge towards this disciple. He once vowed that he would only take this one disciple, but now he already had three.

And the karma which originally filled Jing Qi's body seemed to have lessened significantly.

"It's you!" Wu Xiang saw Lonemoon the moment his feet touched the ground, and he was shocked.

"Supremacy Wu Xiang. Long time no see!" Lonemoon smiled in a business-like way.

Wu Xiang's mouth twitched. As if he remembered something, he snorted and did not pay him any more heed. He turned to wave towards the three disciples, "Go!"

The three nodded, before they joined the other disciples of Divine Heavens Sect. Yet Jing Qi looked back frequently, and his glance fell upon Yi Qing who stood beside Shen Ying. His expression became even more gloomy, with a hint of viciousness that nobody noticed.

Yi Qing! He didn't expect him to be here as well. Not only was he at Foundation Establishment level just like him, his cultivation seemed to be higher. Why? Why is it he? Both of them had been disciples of Soul Formation Supremacies, but Yi Qing was always one step faster than himself!

"Everybody is here. You may enter!" Dong Wu told the disciples. They turned back to make a salute, before flying up on their swords towards the direction of the mystic realm.

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Seeing that disciples of Divine Heavens Sect had all entered, the group from Honesty Sect naturally came next. Yi Qing's hands tightened beside his body. He looked again at Shen Ying, "Master, wait for me to return."

With that said, he brought everyone and they flew in on their swords, disappearing behind the door instantly.

The other sects followed. Soon, on the originally crowded square, there were only a couple dozens of higher-level cultivators who came to escort their disciples. It seemed somewhat empty.