Chapter 411

"East Sea Immortal Realm?"

"I didn't expect there to be such a large sect. Wouldn't that be stronger than the three major Nascent Infant sects in the Central Continent?" Qin Ming could not help but be surprised.

Yue Yue Lingyan was also startled and asked with a strange expression: "Does Fellow Daoist Qin not know? This palace thought Fellow Daoist Qin already knew about the human cultivation world."

"Hehe! Fellow Daoist Yue Lingyan, you also know that Qin came from a remote place like the Southern Wasteland, so news is naturally blocked," Qin Ming said with an awkward smile.

Qin Ming had always been buried in farming and hard cultivation. He had to admit that his knowledge of the Immortal Realm was indeed too shallow.

Yue Yue Lingyan did not mock him but patiently explained: "In the human world, besides the Southern Wasteland Immortal Realm and the three countries of the Central Continent, there are also the East Sea Immortal Realm, the West Nether Immortal Realm, and the North Cold Immortal Realm."

"Beyond the East Sea Immortal Realm, it is said that there is a mysterious outer sea that is extremely vast, which even a Nascent Infant True Person could hardly explore in their entire life."

"Originally, the Southern Wasteland Immortal Realm was also a place with extremely rich cultivation resources, and even a branch of the Profound Origin Sect once established a sect there, giving birth to many outstanding figures. However, it completely sank during the ancient war, and what exists now is only the tip of the iceberg."

"Since then, the Southern Wasteland has become a barren land in a corner, and not even a single Nascent Infant cultivator has been born there since."

When Yue Yue Lingyan said this, she sighed with emotion.

Qin Ming heard her narration and also learned this information for the first time, "Hehe, I didn't expect the Southern Wasteland Immortal Realm in its heyday to be no weaker than other Immortal Realms. If Fellow Daoist Yue Lingyan hadn't mentioned it, Qin would truly have been ignorant."

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, when Fellow Daoist Qin's cultivation reaches that level, you will come into contact with some of the secrets in these Immortal Realms sooner or later," Yue Yue Lingyan smiled indifferently.

Qin Ming suddenly remembered something, a flash of brilliance in his eyes, and he simply asked again: "What about the Blood Universe Realm? Is it broader and more powerful than the human world?"

He was quite concerned about this realm; after all, he had killed several demon sect disciples in succession, and he had even slaughtered their Saint Son.

Now that he was still carrying the Blood Ring Curse, which was extremely thick, he wanted to understand it clearly.

"That is not the case. According to this palace's understanding, there exist countless small realms beneath the Spirit Realm, almost too many to count."

"However, in terms of geographical vastness and the number of high-tier cultivators, the human cultivation world is also considered one of the top realms beneath the Spirit Realm."

"And this Blood Universe Realm is the same. It is rumored to be controlled by several large Transformation stage sects and is dominated by the demon path."

"In terms of overall strength, it is slightly superior to the human world."

"Nowadays, there are still Transformation stage sects existing in the human world."

Qin Ming nodded repeatedly upon hearing this, "So that's how it is..."

After communicating with Yue Yue Lingyan for a while, he bid farewell and left the fox clan's holy land.

Yue Yue Lingyan and the little silver fox walked out of Twilight Mist Mountain and watched Qin Ming leave.

She was still holding the Demon Flame Wine and Infant-Nurturing Fruits that Qin Ming had given her.

……

A few days later.

Qin Ming took out a map, chose his direction, and continued flying toward the east.

This map was given to him by Yue Yue Lingyan.

Gradually, after crossing several mountain ranges in succession, a vast coastline appeared in Qin Ming's line of sight.

In fact, when he was with the fox clan, he learned from his communication with Yue Yue Lingyan that there was more than one way to return to the Southern Wasteland Immortal Realm.

One could even reach it from the Beast-Crying Mountain Range, but if one went deeper, various powerful demon races were entrenched there.

The path to the Southern Wasteland was occupied and cut off by several royal clans possessing Tier 4 Demon Saints.

If one encountered the Tier 4 mid-stage Demon Saint Gu Shan or the Demon Saint of the Rending Wind Eagle clan, even if Qin Ming were stronger now, it would still be a dead end.

Unless he broke through to the Nascent Infant stage or pushed his body-refining technique to the realm of physical sanctification.

"I choose to take a ship from Small Turtle Island to return. Although there are certain risks from the wind and waves on the Black Sea, it is relatively safer."

Qin Ming's eyes flickered, and he immediately summoned the Silver-Winged Frost Bee, mounted it, and flew toward the Black Sea.

The Silver-Winged Frost Bee hissed happily, carrying Qin Ming as it turned into a silver escape light and disappeared into the horizon.

After flying for more than ten days, there was nothing but the boundless Black Sea beneath him, without even a place to land.

Even with the Silver-Winged Frost Bee flying at full speed with its Tier 3 late-stage cultivation, it gradually began to feel fatigued.

Just as Qin Ming was considering whether to swap out the Heaven-Devouring Mouse to ride for a while.

A black dot appeared on the sea surface in the distance.

Qin Ming's eyes lit up, and after comparing it with the map, a smile appeared on his face, "Finally arrived."

He immediately recalled the Silver-Winged Frost Bee into the Small Spirit Realm and cast the True Demon Illusion, once again transforming into the appearance of Shopkeeper Lu.

He hid his cultivation to the Foundation Establishment late-stage before descending toward the island in the distance.

However, when Qin Ming was about to land on the island, he discovered that this Small Turtle Island was truly worthy of its name because it was really small, not even as large as a small island in the Spirit-Perching Archipelago.

Looking down from above, Small Turtle Island was bare and lifeless, full of black rocks that were split into pieces and distributed like a turtle shell. There was no place to hide, and it could simply be said to be unobstructed... There was no defensive force on the island either.

When Qin Ming arrived, there were already several cultivators on Small Turtle Island waiting for the ship to arrive.

He only needed to sweep his spiritual sense to see that these cultivators were all low-tier cultivators; there was only one at the Foundation Establishment early-stage, and the rest were all at the Qi Gathering stage.

'Didn't Yue Yue Lingyan say that if one sets out from Great Jin, it is difficult for cultivators below the Golden Core stage to reach Small Turtle Island?'

'Could it be that these people are all cultivators from the East Sea Immortal Realm?'

Thinking of this, Qin Ming became interested.

He had a great interest in learning the secrets of the Immortal Realm.

Qin Ming turned into a green rainbow and arrived in an instant, landing in front of the people on the island.

At the same time.

The people waiting for the ship on Small Turtle Island obviously also discovered Qin Ming's arrival.

When Qin Ming approached, they felt a huge spiritual pressure from him, which made all of them change color.

"Such terrifying spiritual pressure! It's a Foundation Establishment late-stage expert!"

Qin Ming's appearance made the people on Small Turtle Island feel as if they were facing a great enemy, extremely nervous.

On such a remote and isolated island, if they encountered someone with evil intentions who killed to seize treasures and destroyed the bodies.

These low-tier cultivators would have nowhere to cry.

After Qin Ming landed, the people were extremely nervous, but then he put on a warm smile and said: "Fellow daoists, do not be nervous. Lu is also here to take the ship and has no ill intentions."

The people opposite him.

Hearing him say this, and after carefully examining Qin Ming several times, seeing that he was quite upright, they let go of their hanging hearts and all bowed: "Greetings, Senior Lu!"

Qin Ming greeted them, and after some understanding, he discovered.

Among them, the Luo-surnamed Foundation Establishment early-stage cultivator was a square-faced middle-aged man, mature and steady.

The remaining Qi Gathering stage cultivators were all his clansmen.

They came from a small family on the outskirts of the East Sea Immortal Realm. This time, the Luo-surnamed cultivator intended to take his clansmen to an island in the Black Sea for training and, by the way, hunt some low-tier sea monsters to subsidize their household expenses.

The Luo family members, seeing Qin Ming's profound cultivation, were extremely respectful.

They were even more cautious and flattered by Qin Ming's inquiries.

However, after Qin Ming understood a little, he found that the knowledge of these low-tier cultivators was also extremely limited.

Seeing that he could not learn any useful information, Qin Ming lost interest in continuing to ask.

Immediately, he sat down on the spot, closed his eyes, and began to meditate.

……

On Small Turtle Island, after waiting for half a day.

Qin Ming, who was meditating, slowly opened his eyes.

His spiritual sense had already detected a ship two hundred miles away, rushing toward Small Turtle Island.

However, Qin Ming showed a strange expression and could not help but mutter to himself: "This ship is a bit too small, isn't it?"

"Can this really sail across the Black Sea and reach the Southern Wasteland safely?"

After another stick of incense time.

The ship swayed and bumped until it reached Small Turtle Island and docked.

I saw that this was a small black ship less than fifty zhang long, covered in rust, and even the hull was covered in water plants, with quite a few traces of repairs. "Uh, this..." Qin Ming looked at the ship blankly, somewhat speechless.

The Luo-surnamed middle-aged cultivator, however, said excitedly to Qin Ming: "Senior Lu, the ship has arrived, let's board."

Qin Ming nodded. His spiritual sense swept through the ship and found that it was already full of cultivators.

However, most of them were low-tier cultivators, presumably on short trips. There were probably very few like Qin Ming who were going directly to the Southern Wasteland.

After the ship docked, two figures, one large and one small, appeared on the deck at the bow, looking at the people on Small Turtle Island.

The adult was a Golden Core early-stage old man, presumably having run ships on the sea for many years; his skin was tanned dark, his beard was stubbly, and he was chewing on a pipe, puffing out clouds of smoke.

The small one was a clever-looking boy, wearing shorts and a short-sleeved shirt, bare-chested.

"Dad, more business."

(End of chapter)