Chapter 85: 85 - Serene Cloud Sect Qingyi quickly settled into the group’s wagon. They were very close to the gate, but given the speed at which the queue was flowing, it should be at least another hour before they finally manage to enter the city. During this time, Qingyi took the opportunity to find out more about the lightning spirit sealing site. He was quite surprised at how wrong all the books in the temple were. That mountain wasn’t simply a sealing site; it was actually an entire secret realm called the Tempest Secret Realm, full of rare spirit materials and powerful spirit beasts. This secret realm opened once a year, where tens of thousands of cultivators tried their luck. Even if they weren’t lightning cultivators, they could still end up rich if they obtained some rare lightning essence or killed a spirit beast. The lightning spirit itself was well known, standing on the highest part of the mountain, but few actually tried to challenge it. Firstly, because most of them never got there, and for all those who did, death was certain. In the end, only a few crazy adventurers really tried their luck at conquering the lightning spirit. None ever came back alive. The Blue Wing mercenary group could already be considered veterans in that secret realm, having faced it for ten years in a row without losing a single member. Even so, they never even came close to the spirit of lightning. While thinking about the Tempest Secret Realm, Qingyi paused for a brief moment. His eyes filtered to a caravan arriving in the distance. They didn’t even bother with the queue, cutting their way through. Any complaints from those who were overtaken were directly erased by a deep, crushing aura. ’An Iron Body Realm cultivator... what is someone so powerful doing here?’ Qingyi wondered. There shouldn’t be anyone of that cultivation on this island. His eyes swept over the caravan, then focused on the banners they carried. "Serene Cloud Sect," he muttered. He knew that sect well, it was one of the most powerful in the entire outer region of the Blue Moon Continent, part of the three great sects. The Ascending Dragon Sect, the most powerful, ruled the east; the Burning Heart Sect ruled the south; and the Serene Cloud Sect ruled the west, while the north was an inhospitable and cold region, often considered part of the Nine Peaks Basin. This was the general distribution of power in that region. This ignored the many countries, but these nations often remained outside the sects’ disputes, so it was as if they existed in a separate world. As the Kingdom of Heavenly Thunder was in the western part of the continent, it wasn’t exactly strange that it had some contact with the Serene Cloud Sect, but even so, Qingyi couldn’t help but be surprised. What would bring such a powerful sect to a place where even the most powerful experts barely stood a chance against their weakest core disciples? Did they also have an interest in the lightning spirit? But why? The thought took over Qingyi’s head, but he soon remembered a rumor he had heard in the Ascending Dragon Sect. The current son of the Serene Cloud Sect had been born with a rare lightning constitution and spiritual root, and the sect was buying tons of resources related to cultivating lightning Qi. ’That complicates things...’ Qingyi frowned as the caravan finally arrived in front of the gates. Dozens of guards at the peak of the Foundation Realm formed a barrier as the doors of the large, luxurious central carriage opened. Out of it emerged a young man whose beauty was only slightly below that of Qingyi himself. His eyes were a deep blue and his black hair was elegantly tied up. He looked just over twenty-two, but his Foundation Realm aura was profound, clearly just a single step away from reaching the Golden Core Realm. His beautiful blue eyes swept the walls with dissatisfaction, focusing on a powerful-looking man equipped with imposing black plate armor. This man shuddered under the young man’s gaze, his legs trembling as he leapt from the wall. He landed heavily in front of the young man. "Bao Heizi, Supreme Commander of the Royal Forces of the Heavenly Thunder Kingdom , greet young master Shen!" The man prostrated himself, but Young Master Shen only grunted in response. "I remember that my father demanded a respectable welcoming ceremony." "I beg your pardon, young master, you arrived earlier than-" "No more excuses. Remove the commoners from the gates. I hope your king has prepared a proper banquet, at least." Bao Heizi hesitated for a brief moment, but sensing the aura of the Iron Body Realm cultivator inside the carriage, he submitted. "What are you waiting for? Make way for young master Shen!" Bao Heizi roared, and dozens of Foundation Realm auras fell on the line in front of the gate. The animals became agitated and the merchants’ goods fell off their carts as they tried to get out as quickly as possible. With everything cleared, the caravan from the Serene Cloud Sect finally entered the city and, after a few more minutes, the queue began to flow again. "Ugh... those bastards from the main land have no respect for human life. Now that the secret realm is weakening, they want to take everything for themselves!" Xiaogou gritted his teeth, being silenced by Laosan’s stern gaze. From Qingyi’s power and talent, Laosan was pretty sure that the young man was also from the main land, so what if he was offended? Fortunately, Qingyi didn’t even seem to pay attention to those words, at least not beyond the last part. "The secret realm is weakening? What do you mean?" Qingyi asked, curious. Xiaogou was about to explain, but Laosan intervened. It was better not to let the brat say any more. "They say that the secret realm is close to breaking. The maximum entry level recently dropped from the Golden Core Realm to the Foundation Realm, and many young talents from the main land are coming here in search of trying to get as many benefits as possible from the breach."