Chapter 1803

Listening to the Guo family's Second Sequence with a calm face, as if speaking of something extremely ordinary, yet the words were utterly pretentious.

Zhao Zhengping, Xu Jie and the others were all filled with mixed feelings—just listen, what kind of talk is this?

Are they just too unsophisticated, or is the Immortal Realm simply too extravagant?

Even if placed in the current Dao Yi Shengdi, discovering a Lingchi would drive countless disciples mad.

To vie for a chance to Xiūliàn within it, the competition is beyond fierce—beyond anything you could imagine.

But coming from the Second Sequence, it's barely better than nothing—just how great is the gap?

Forget it—Zhao Zhengping, Xu Jie and the others admitted they'd given up.

Even Ye Zhangqing, who usually had little demand for Xiūliàn resources, now felt a twinge of envy.

I have a system, so I don't care about these, but for others the gap in Xiūliàn environment is worlds apart.

No wonder, in the Immortal Realm, countless cultivators Xiūliàn—compared to Xia Jie, it's smooth sailing.

The overall environment is incomparable, almost surpassing the gap in talent and aptitude.

For instance, in Xia Jie you might have greater talent, yet compared to a cultivator born in the Immortal Realm, you still struggle to reach their height.

This isn't your personal problem; it's an issue with the overall Xiūliàn environment, hard to change.

Moreover, the Immortal Realm places even greater weight on the talent of juniors; otherwise, how could Liufang Dizhi exist?

Therefore, when the overall Xiūliàn environment differs so vastly and their talent surpasses yours, only then will the gap between the Immortal Realm and Xia Jie be so huge.

Carrying complex feelings, under the Second Sequence's lead, everyone pressed on.

Walking along, the Second Sequence continued to introduce.

"This grassland also belongs to my Guo family, but compared to the Mind-Washing Pool, its usefulness is smaller; normally we rarely stop here."

Huh???

"No use?" As soon as those words were spoken, Zhao Zhengping, Xu Jie and the others felt as if a dagger had pierced their chests.

Over this short stretch of barely a kilometer, the few of them had already seen three Lingchi of varying sizes.

Less than a kilometer—three Lingchi.

As they passed those three Lingchi, the Guo family's sequence disciples truly didn't even glance at them.

On the contrary, Zhao Zhengping, Xu Jie and the others stared, eyes wide, drooling—they really wanted to strip off and jump in for a soak.

"Shī xiōng, how about we take a break?"

Later, Xu Jie couldn't help but speak up; hearing this, the Second Sequence instantly guessed his thought and laughed aloud.

"Junior Brother Xu, no need for this; the Lingchi isn't anything special—we should hurry on; later there are better opportunities, even surpassing seizing this Lingchi."

"Junior Brother Xu, don't lose the watermelon for a sesame seed."

Huh???

Looking at the Second Sequence's smiling face, Xu Jie opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.

That sounds somewhat reasonable, but damn it, it's a Lingchi.

At this moment, Xu Jie suddenly felt like a country dog, seeing others discard something like dirt while treating it as a treasure.

But I'd gladly be that country dog—just soaking in a Lingchi feels wonderful just to think about.

But the Second Sequence had no intention of stopping, so Xu Jie and the others could only reluctantly press on; as they brushed past one Lingchi after another, Xu Jie's heart bled.

Lingchi, nothing but Lingchi.

It's like having mountains of gold before you, yet you can only watch them slip away—this feeling left Xu Jie, Zhao Zhengping and the others utterly despondent.

Along the way, no one knew just how vast this grassland was, but fortunately they encountered no danger.

But just as everyone had been uneventful along the way, suddenly an aged voice came from ahead.

"Old servant greets the Master."

Huh???

Faced with this sudden voice, Zhao Zhengping, Xu Jie and the others furrowed their brows and then looked toward the sound.

Yet they looked all around, seeing no trace of a person, let alone sensing any aura.

But that voice just now was heard clearly by everyone.

"Have we seen a ghost?"

Xu Jie said with a doubtful expression, "Hearing the voice but seeing no one—what's going on?"

However, the Guo family's sequence descendants remained remarkably calm; the leading Second Sequence gazed toward the empty lawn ahead and said.

"You old grass, haven't shown yourself in over ten years, have you?"

"Master, please forgive me; the old servant recently had a feeling and thus retreated into seclusion for a while."

This time, as the voice sounded, a blade of grass before them flashed with a jade-green light, and immediately a stooped, diminutive old man barely a meter tall appeared before everyone.

Don't let this old man's frail appearance fool you—when he appeared, Xu Jie, Zhao Zhengping and the others adopted a stance as if facing a formidable foe.

Because from the old man's aura it was obvious he had surpassed the Ancestor Realm.

His cultivation even exceeded that of the Second Sequence.

Yet before the Second Sequence, this old man behaved with utmost reverence.

After exchanging a few casual remarks, the Second Sequence then turned to Ye Zhangqing and said.

"Junior Brother Ye, this is the Xianling Grass of this grassland, which can be considered an immortal spirit under my Guo family."

The so-called immortal spirit is the name given to strange objects of the Immortal Realm after they give birth to spiritual awareness.

The Immortal Realm is vast, its spiritual energy extremely rich; theoretically, anything between heaven and earth—a blade of grass, a tree, a mountain, a stone, even a spark or a drop of water—could give rise to spiritual awareness.

After such things give rise to spiritual awareness, they are called primordial spirits.

Like the old man before you, he is the spiritual awareness formed from the grassland's living grass, the core essence of this grassland.

And after the Guo family took control of this grassland, it naturally chose to submit to them, becoming an immortal spirit of the Guo family, at their beck and call.

So, even though this old Xianling Grass's cultivation and strength all surpass the Second Sequence, but before the multitude of Guo family sequence, he still shows respectful demeanor, not daring to have the slightest rashness.

Hearing the explanation of the Second Sequence, Ye Zhangqing nodded with a look of surprise in his eyes; this Immortal Realm really does have many strange things, ah.

And that Xianling Grass also followed the Second Sequence's gaze to look at Ye Zhangqing, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

Ye Zhangqing and the others, it had never seen before, and also from their bodies, it did not feel any Guo Jia Zi Di's bloodline aura.

These people probably aren't Guo family members, but as members of the Guo family Second Sequence, they are so friendly toward Ye Zhangqing; this is quite thought-provoking.

Seeing this, the old Xianling Grass also actively offered a salute to Ye Zhangqing.

"Old one has met all fellow Daoists."

This is also an active show of friendliness, of course entirely out of respect for the Guo family's face.