Listening to Chen Changsheng, Yuanshan suddenly said, "Brother Changsheng, since that senior left behind a legacy."

"Then why isn't there a test here? Isn't he afraid that his things will be picked up by just anyone?"

"Who said there's no test? The entire Boundless Secret Realm is the greatest test."

"The reason it's named 'Boundless' is that this secret realm is nearly endless."

"It can be opened once every fifty years, and it has existed since the founding of the Royal Dynasty."

"Even after more than a thousand years, the treasures here have not been exhausted."

"Faced with such an inexhaustible gold mine, who would pay attention to this beautiful but useless sea of flowers?"

"Our cultivation is in pursuit of the Dao. Some seek the martial Dao, others the Dao of longevity."

"No matter what Dao one pursues, the most important thing is not to be confused by external things."

"But look at the people entering the secret realm; they're all blinded by the treasures here, forgetting their original intentions."

"How can those who forget their original intentions stop to look at this sea of flowers?"

Listening to Chen Changsheng, Yuanshan nodded, half understanding.

"Brother Changsheng, what's the name of this senior?"

"I don't know. It's not written above. Maybe we'll find a clue if we open it."

"Alright!"

Hearing that they were going to open the coffin, Yuanshan immediately got excited.

"Squeak~"

With a teeth-grinding sound, the heavy stone coffin was opened by the two of them, revealing a crack.

As the crack widened, before Yuanshan could peek inside, a beam of light shot out from the stone coffin, pulling them in.

After a dizzying spin, Chen Changsheng and Yuanshan found themselves in a white, misty space.

In the center of the space stood a man with indistinct features, hands behind his back.

"To gain this opportunity proves you have not been confused by external things."

"I am skilled in fist techniques. This set contains all my life's learning. I hope future generations cherish it."

With that, the figure began to practice the fist technique on his own.

The moves were not complicated, but each carried an indescribable charm.

Soon, the demonstration ended, and the figure spoke again.

"This fist technique does not emphasize form but intent."

"In my later years, I faced nine opponents, nine punches, nine defeats."

After speaking, the surroundings transformed again, showing the figure on a mountain peak.

Around him were nine powerful shadows.

The figure on the peak slowly threw a punch, its speed extremely slow.

Yet, the mountains and rivers around shattered under that punch.

Chen Changsheng and Yuanshan were stunned, speechless, watching the battle unfold.

The figure threw nine punches, each with a different intent.

Such a profound realm was beyond Chen Changsheng and Yuanshan's comprehension.

When the battle ended, they returned to the white space.

"Future practitioners of my fist must remember: the technique can lose, but the momentum must not be weak."

"When you throw a punch, it must make your opponent's liver and gallbladder shatter."

With that, the space began to collapse, and the figure gradually faded.

The changes brought Chen Changsheng back from his shock.

He cupped his hands and asked, "May I ask the senior's esteemed name?"

Hearing this, the figure seemed to gain a trace of consciousness.

"The world calls me the Immortal Lord of a Hundred Defeats."

"Thank you, Immortal Lord, for the opportunity. May I ask the name of this fist technique?"

"In my hands, it is my fist technique. In yours, it is yours."

"Thus, the fist technique has no name."

With those final words, the Immortal Lord of a Hundred Defeats vanished completely, and Chen Changsheng and Yuanshan returned to the sea of flowers.

Looking at the familiar surroundings, Chen Changsheng felt as if he had just woken from a dream.

"Brother Changsheng, I've formed my Golden Elixir!"

Hearing this, Chen Changsheng turned his head to see Yuanshan happily displaying his cultivation.

Seeing Yuanshan advance from the middle stage of Foundation Establishment to the Golden Elixir Realm, Chen Changsheng seemed to realize something and quickly checked his own realm.

Originally at the ninth level of Qi Refining, he had unknowingly reached the peak of Foundation Establishment, just a step away from forming his Golden Elixir.

"Brother Changsheng, what's going on? How did I form my Golden Elixir in less than an hour?"

Facing Yuanshan's confusion, Chen Changsheng smiled slightly and said, "It wasn't an hour. We spent at least two months in there."

"Two months? Was it that long?"

"Of course. When we dug out the coffin, we damaged many flowers around us."

"But look around; those flowers have grown back."

"Although the Boundless Secret Realm is rich in spiritual energy, it would take at least a month or two to reach this level."

Hearing this, Yuanshan looked around and found it was just as Chen Changsheng said.

"The reason we felt we weren't in there long is that the senior's realm was too high, creating an illusion for us."

"Moreover, when the senior demonstrated the fist technique, our bodies unconsciously practiced it many times."

"With such a powerful senior teaching us fist techniques hand-in-hand, it's no wonder our realms improved."

"So that's how it is!"

"If two months have passed, does that mean we have to leave the secret realm soon?"

"Probably soon. The Boundless Secret Realm opens for five months."

"We spent two and a half months brewing wine and over two months learning the senior's fist technique."

"We should pack up quickly, or we might be expelled from the secret realm."

With that, Chen Changsheng headed to his temporary wooden hut, where he had stored ten jars of painstakingly brewed Hundred Flowers Wine.

......

"Swish!"

The altar trembled, and countless figures were spat out by the black hole.

Some were excited, some regretful, and others full of hostility.

But soon, everyone realized something was wrong.

The elders from their sects were nowhere to be seen, with only one or two people there to greet them.

"Sixth Senior Brother, why are you the only one here? Where are Master and Senior Brother?"

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Facing Chen Changsheng's inquiry, Sixth Senior Brother forced a smile and said,

"The border is in urgent need. Master and Senior Brother left two months ago."

"It looks like you both gained a lot, which puts my mind at ease."

"For now, you two will manage Shangqing Temple. We'll be back soon."

With that, Sixth Senior Brother flew away on his sword.

Watching him leave, Chen Changsheng's brow remained furrowed.

Sixth Senior Brother was known for his steadiness. What could have happened at the border to make him so urgent?

Thinking of this, Chen Changsheng shook his head helplessly.

Besides worrying about his Master and Senior Brother, he was also concerned about a little monk and a young girl.