Chapter 51: Heading to the Seal of Demons Realm

Five days later, Su Che brought the Flowing Cloud Golden Cup to Linglong.
Its slender, pale golden leaves swayed gently, like golden hair dancing in the wind. Each leaf was enveloped in a faint mist, creating a dreamlike, mesmerizing effect… It was obvious that this spiritual herb was full of vitality, with withering and decay long gone.
“Senior Linglong, it has fully recovered. With proper care from now on, there should be no more problems,” Su Che said softly.
“Great!” Linglong stood excitedly in front of the pot, eager to touch it but still worried about harming such a fragile life.
“Senior, it’s best not to touch it often. This kind of spiritual herb is extremely delicate and highly sensitive to the presence of other living beings,” Su Che explained. “I don’t know how your mother took care of it before, but I can guess that some human factors must have affected its growth patterns—like nourishing it with wood-based energy. When its owner became you, your way of caring for it must differ greatly from your mother’s, so it became extremely unaccustomed. Besides, it had basically lost its ability to survive on its own, which is why…”
There was no need to continue. Linglong surely understood.
“Yes, yes!” Linglong nodded repeatedly. “Mother indeed specialized in wood-based cultivation techniques, and her hobby was raising spiritual herbs. I’m not good at that at all; I’m really not skilled in this area.”
Su Che then carefully explained some precautions. In short, this spiritual herb had been nourished by the Warm Currents of the Immortal Prison, akin to being reborn from the flames. All the survival habits formed by previous human influences had been erased. With normal care, it could survive healthily. Such top-tier spiritual herbs often lived for thousands of years—ordinary people could never outlive them.
Another very important matter was that Su Che and Lao He had figured out that the Warm Currents of the Immortal Prison, which had healing effects, did not appear out of nowhere—they had a clear origin.
In essence, these warm currents were a form of life energy that could nourish all things and revive dying beings.
So, where did this life energy come from?
Recently, Su Che and Lao He noticed that while the Flowing Cloud Golden Cup had indeed saved lives, some of the plants in the Immortal Prison, once lush and green, now showed varying degrees of yellowing.

This change is extremely subtle and generally not easily noticeable. However, Su Che and Lao He have reached a supreme level of control over the Immortal Prison, so not the slightest change can escape their notice. Based on these changes, Su Che and Lao He concluded that it was the life force of countless ordinary plants and flowers in the Immortal Prison that contributed to saving that rare and noble spiritual herb. “Drawing on the life force of certain creatures in the Immortal Prison to heal a specific creature designated by its master”—this, they believed, was another function of the Immortal Prison. As for how powerful this function truly is, further verification will be needed in the future. At that moment, Linglong took out a bag of spirit stones and handed it to Su Che: “Younger brother Su, I’m sorry for troubling you these days. This is a small token of my gratitude; please accept it.” “Thank you, senior sister,” Su Che said calmly, taking the bag without hesitation. After all, it was the result of his own efforts, so there was no need to feel embarrassed. Besides, so many plants and flowers in the Immortal Prison had also suffered… After that, Su Che asked, “Senior sister, do you already know that in a few days, we will follow Senior Yu Qing to the Demon Sealing Realm for training?” “I know,” Linglong nodded gently. “Yu Qing is my cousin.” “Oh?” Su Che was slightly surprised and guessed, “So perhaps the Elder of the Medicine Garden is Linglong’s father? The internal relationships within the Tianxuan Sect are truly complex; many important figures bring their families along…” But this was only natural. If it were him, he would also want his descendants to join a powerful sect like the Tianxuan Sect. To put it bluntly, the path of cultivation is full of uncertainties. If the elders encountered misfortune, having a strong sect to rely on would help their descendants, even if their situation wasn’t ideal, it would still be better than being ordinary cultivators on their own. Linglong continued, “I just don’t understand. Why would my cousin take you to such a dangerous place as the Demon Sealing Realm? It’s not a place you should go at this stage. Even I feel it’s a bit risky… I’ve asked him the same question, but he refuses to explain.” “Senior Yu Qing must have his reasons for making such a decision,” Su Che said calmly with a smile. “Anyway, I trust that he won’t harm me.” “You’re quite bold,” Linglong glanced at him lightly. Although she knew he had just reached the second level of Qi Cultivation, what difference did it make between being at the first or second level in such a dangerous place as the Demon Sealing Realm?

Yet, she was still grateful to Su Che for saving her beloved Liu Yun Jin Zhan. She added, “Once you go there, be extremely careful. No matter what happens, my cousin and I will take care of you.”
“Thank you, senior sister.”
After expressing his thanks, Su Che bowed and left.
The next five days passed in a flash. One morning, Yu Qing led Ling Long and Su Che out of the spiritual herb garden, rode their swords into the air, and flew toward the westernmost part of the Tian Xuan Mountain Range.
Although Ling Long was only eighteen in bone age, she already possessed the cultivation level of the Eighth Layer of Qi Cultivation, allowing her to fly effortlessly on her magical weapon. Su Che, carried by Yu Qing, once again stood on his azure spiritual flying sword.
Su Che noticed that the flying artifact beneath Ling Long’s feet was a silver-white disc that could change size at will. Normally, given her cultivation level, it should have been difficult for her to control such a magical artifact, so easily. Therefore, this disc might be a special, top-tier magical instrument, its value surely exceeding that of Yu Qing’s spiritual flying sword.
Ling Long had a keen sense of perception and immediately noticed Su Che’s gaze. Turning her head mid-air, she said, “This was given to me by my master.”
Implied was that it was a reward from her sect earned through her own merits, not something she got easily by relying on her father.
Yu Qing smiled silently. He had long been aware of his niece’s innate pride.
Su Che nodded calmly, but his heart was filled with deep thoughts: “Our master is nominally the supreme ruler of Xuan Ji Peak, the ‘Venerable Xuan Ji.’ Yet, as an outer sect disciple like me, I don’t even have the right to see my own master…”
In the Immortal Prison, Lao He spoke up for his master: “Master, one day, when you achieve great success, making that Venerable Xuan Ji meet you will be as difficult as climbing to the sky.”
“When that day comes, I won’t care about such trivial matters,” Su Che replied with a calm smile. Nevertheless, hearing Lao He’s words made his heart feel much lighter.
Yu Qing and Ling Long could travel a thousand miles in an hour. Even so, it took them an entire morning to reach the western region of the Tian Xuan Mountain Range.
By studying books, Su Che already knew that the entrance to the Seal of Demons Realm was located at ‘Dang Mo Peak’ in the western part of the Tian Xuan Mountain Range.
At the top of the vast Dang Mo Peak stood a solitary building, dozens of feet tall, with a peculiar shape resembling a giant qilin lying on the mountain summit. The entrance to this building was the giant qilin’s slightly open mouth.
The entrance door was tightly closed, and outside it stood eight cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage, all with solemn expressions and cold gazes.

Seeing the three from Yu Qing approaching, one of the cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage shouted in a deep voice, “My disciple, show your training certificate.”
Yu Qing took out his training certificate and handed it over.
To enter the Demon Sealing Realm, one must be a disciple of Tian Xuan Sect and also carry a training certificate. This measure was in place to prevent those with ulterior motives from sneaking into the realm, causing trouble, harming the trainees, or even undermining the seal on the demon gods.
“Xuan Ji Yu Qing, ranked among the top ten on the Inner Sect’s ranking list, with a chance of becoming a true disciple,” said the cultivator at the Foundation Establishment stage, nodding slightly before returning the training certificate. His tone became much more polite: “I’ve long heard of your reputation. Your fellow disciples and I are also very optimistic about you.”
“Thank you, senior brothers,” Yu Qing replied with a bow.
Although Yu Qing’s cultivation level was lower than theirs, his status was higher than that of these inner court officials, so he didn’t need to use respectful language with them.
“Come in!”
The cultivator at the Foundation Establishment stage stepped back two steps, along with the other seven cultivators, each taking their position as they channeled their true energy to activate the mechanism that opened the large door behind them.
The dark gray metal door was covered in intricate runes, and now all of them glowed with a faint dark golden light…
With a rumbling sound, the door slowly opened.