On My Wedding Day, I Went to Kill My Junior Brother—Why Are You Crying When I'm the One Leaving? - Chapter 19:

Chapter 19: Secret Realm of the Spirit Abyss

“Let’s go. We must reach your old sect as soon as possible, then hurry back immediately, or we’ll miss the opening of the Spirit Abyss Secret Realm.”

Bai Lu frowned and said, “The Spirit Abyss Secret Realm… we’ve been out training for over three months now. The academy has already sent out urgent notices. It’s said that deep within the Spirit Abyss, a rare Heaven-and-Earth treasure is buried—the Lotus Lantern. Rumor has it that it’s a rare defensive treasure. All major forces are determined to get their hands on it. We can’t afford to miss it either.”

After pondering for a long time, Bai Lu seemed to make a decision and said, “Forget it, let’s not go back to the Heavenly Profound Sect. Let’s head straight to Tsar City and wait there for the secret realm to open! Come to think of it, there’s not much left in the Heavenly Profound Sect that I’m attached to—just Master and a few Junior Sisters. Once all this is settled, I’ll return if there’s a chance.”

The young man leading the group nodded and said, “That’s even better. Then we won’t have to rush around so frantically.”

After speaking, Bai Lu furrowed her brow again and glanced around. Only after confirming that no one was nearby did she leave with the others.

Hidden in a tree above, Hun Yu muttered, “It’s her? Senior Sister Bai Lu!”

Bai Lu was two years older than him, now exactly twenty. Although Hun Yu had joined the sect earliest, Bai Lu had also entered the Heavenly Profound Sect at the age of five. Back then, Zhou Yashi had once said that Bai Lu was the daughter of a wealthy merchant family. For some unknown reason, her entire family was wiped out by an assassin organization—dozens of lives gone, and only she survived. Zhou Yashi discovered her talent for cultivation and brought her back to the sect.

At that time, Bai Lu was deeply traumatized by the massacre of her clan, constantly frightened and timid. She would often wake from nightmares in the middle of the night, then sit alone at the edge of her bed and sob.

During those years, Hun Yu was always by her side. Even though he didn’t understand why Senior Sister cried, he still stayed with her. Whenever she woke from a nightmare, he would hug her, giving her a bit of warmth.

It wasn’t until four or five years later that Bai Lu’s condition began to improve. She finally learned how to talk to others like a normal person, and gradually, smiles began to return to her face.

Eventually, Bai Lu fully emerged from the shadow of the past. She returned to normal, but Hun Yu knew she hadn’t forgotten the hatred in her heart. She merely buried that deep-seated grudge within herself and began to grow stronger as time passed.

He remembered the force that had annihilated her family—it was called [First Pavilion].

At first, he and Bai Lu had the closest relationship, but because Hun Yu’s talent surpassed hers, and he always outshone her in cultivation and sparring, her pride and thirst for revenge led her to resent him and push him away.

Although Hun Yu never minded and still treated her well as always, she didn’t appreciate it. Instead, she often lost her temper with him for no reason and even resorted to physical outbursts.

Eventually, Hun Yu couldn’t bear it anymore and stopped trying to get close to her. He turned to Mu Qingwan and the others for companionship and cultivation. When Hun Yu was crippled, Bai Lu no longer spoke harshly to him, but she also showed no concern. Within two years, she left the sect, and he never heard from her again.

Now, seeing her again, things had completely changed. Hun Yu didn’t want to be involved with her anymore. That was why, the moment he sensed her familiar aura, he hid in the tree.

He had no particular interest in Bai Lu’s sudden appearance, but the Spirit Abyss Secret Realm they mentioned did catch his attention.

Perhaps it was the influence of the Chaos Green Lotus within him, but nowadays, any mention of lotus-related things made him exceptionally sensitive. He would always connect it to the green lotus inside him.

Moreover, the Chaos Green Lotus wasn’t in its complete form. He still needed to retrieve the six pieces of the twelve-petal lotus that had scattered when the green lotus shattered. He couldn’t even imagine how heaven-defying it would be if he could fully integrate those lotus pieces with the lotus inside him.

After all, he had seen it with his own eyes—this entire chaotic world had been supported by that lotus.

Only now did he recall what they were talking about.

“Tsar City? So it really is there. I almost forgot this even happened. I remember… in my previous life, this secret realm opened too. Although I didn’t have any cultivation at the time, I still managed to sneak in. My original plan was just to grab some scraps and leave, but I accidentally stumbled into a palace. In the center of the main hall, a glowing green lotus lamp hovered.”

“I remember clearly—it felt familiar, even fond of me, but it didn’t follow me. That lotus lamp ended up in Xiao Han’s hands. Thinking about it now, it must’ve sensed the Blue Lotus Stone Platform Xiao Han always carried with him.”

He also remembered that only cultivators under the age of twenty could enter the realm.

But it wasn’t something one could just enter freely. Tsar City had set up a stage, and contestants would compete to earn their ranking. The higher the ranking, the better.

Later, the sects and the city lord of Tsar City would jointly open the secret realm. But due to the strength of the realm’s protective barrier, only one entry passage could be opened.

The higher one’s ranking, the earlier they could enter the secret realm. The top fifty would enjoy a protection period. Each person would enter half an hour apart. After all fifty had gone in, there would be a time window of two hours before the realm opened to all eligible cultivators under twenty.

Hun Yu had been among the last group back then, almost blocked from entering altogether.

He remembered that Xiao Han and Mu Qingwan ranked in the top ten. Hua Wucuo and the others had much lower rankings, nearly outside the top forty.

The resources and benefits in the secret realm were limited. The earlier you entered, the more likely you were to grab something valuable. People like Hun Yu back then were just there to make up the numbers. There was barely anything left for them. Even if one got lucky and found a treasure, surviving and bringing it out was another story.

But now, Hun Yu had nothing to worry about. Of course, he wouldn’t reveal himself or his cultivation.

He knew an event like this was something the Heavenly Profound Sect would never miss. Zhou Yashi, Mu Qingwan, and the others would certainly arrive early. If he rushed over carelessly, he would inevitably get entangled with them—something he didn’t want to happen.

In his heart, once ties were severed, there was no need to reconnect. Better to avoid complicated entanglements.

With that thought, Hun Yu leapt down from the tree. He needed to reach Tsar City as quickly as possible and prepare some items to conceal his identity.

Once his direction was clear, he dashed off swiftly.

Not long after he left, a pair of eyes silently observing him reappeared. They stared at Hun Yu for a moment, then vanished without a trace.