The Hidden World 1

The man, in his late twenties, wore a fitted black suit, his demeanor respectful yet slightly tense. He had the look of someone accustomed to following orders but was clearly aware of whom he was facing.

 "Hei Long must have sent you "Ye Feng spoke casually. The man looked at Ye Feng slightly surprised by his age ,as he was told that he person he will be meeting is Black Dragon's new boss but still he was surprised. 

"Boss," the man greeted, lowering his head slightly in deference. " My name is Zhao Wu, and I was instructed to deliver these to you." He presented a sleek black bank card with both hands, treating it with the reverence one would offer a sacred artifact.

Ye Feng took the card without a word, glancing at it briefly before slipping it into his pocket. "How much?"

" 200 million yuan," Zhao Wu replied promptly. "Boss Hei Long said "If you need more, just say the word."

Ye Feng smirked. Hei Long was certainly efficient. "And the car?"

"It's yours, Boss. Fully registered under your name. All necessary documents are in the glove compartment."

Ye Feng stepped closer, running a hand over the smooth hood of the X5. It was a fine machine, luxurious yet formidable—a perfect blend of class and power. Without further ado, he opened the door and slid into the driver's seat. The moment he settled in, the scent of high-quality leather filled his senses, and the dashboard lit up with an elegant glow.

Zhao Wu stood by the door, awaiting further instructions. Ye Feng turned his gaze toward him, his fingers tapping idly on the steering wheel. "Good work. Tell Hei Long I'm pleased."

Zhao Wu nodded quickly. "Yes, Boss."

Ye Feng started the engine, the low growl of the SUV exuding pure dominance. Without another word, he pulled away from the university gates, the BMW merging effortlessly into the traffic.

He had what he needed. Ye Feng was taught how to drive during his training in just few minutes he became comfortable with the functions of car.

Now , the most important matter in his hand was to get cultivation resources and for that there were already 2 options for him one was using the Qi stones in his ring and other was harnessing energy from outsides environment, but the second option was too slow . He was currently at peak of initial foundation establishment stage just a little push and he will be able to break into middle stage.

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Somewhere in a separate dimension, a grand mansion stood tall, surrounded by other houses. Inside, an elderly man with a white beard, piercing black eyes, and a confident demeanor sat on an ornate chair. Though he appeared aged, his face bore no wrinkles, only a deep-seated worry. This man was Wang Jie, father of the current master of the Azure Sky Sect—one of the top powerhouses in the cultivation world hidden within this dimension.

The sect was facing turbulent times. The previous master, a just and honorable man, had been slain in battle against the Moonlight Serenity Sect. The conflict had ignited over the killing of an Azure Sky Sect elder who had been searching for a treasure. Retaliation was swift, and what started as a skirmish soon escalated into a full-scale war, claiming many lives on both sides. The bloodshed only ceased when external forces intervened, forcing an uneasy truce.

However, the current sect master, Wang Zhe, was nothing like his predecessor. He was a scheming and ruthless man who sought to eliminate his niece from the line of succession, ensuring that his son would become the sole heir. There were only two ways to achieve this: assassination or marriage. But with Wang Jie still alive, outright murder was not an option. Instead, Wang Zhe chose the second path and was now negotiating a marriage alliance that would bring him the greatest political advantage.

Wang Jie, on the other hand, adored his granddaughter. She was the very image of her parents—kind-hearted, intelligent, and exceptionally talented in cultivation. Wang Suyin, at just twenty years old, was already a prodigy. Her silver-hued eyes shimmered with determination, and her waist-length black hair cascaded like silk. Her complexion was flawless, her pink lips soft, and her curvaceous figure accentuated by the sky-blue robe she wore. A sword hung gracefully on her back, a testament to her battle prowess. She had already reached the Late Nascent Soul Stage, thanks to the abundant resources provided to her from a young age.

Currently, she stood before her grandfather, her expression resolute.

Wang Jie studied her face, sighed deeply, and finally spoke, "Suyin, you are aware of the growing tensions within the sect. Your uncle is determined to marry you off, caring only for the benefits he can gain from such an alliance. Most of the elders now support him, and I fear I won't be able to oppose him for much longer."

Wang Suyin's eyes flickered with determination. "I know, Grandfather, but I am training relentlessly. Soon, I will break through to the Sage Stage. Once I do, Uncle will no longer be able to pressure me."

Wang Jie sighed, shaking his head. "I do not doubt your potential, but your uncle will not give you enough time. He is growing impatient, and I can only stall for so long. But there is something else—something far more important."

Suyin's brows furrowed. "What is it, Grandfather?"

His gaze drifted to the sky as if recalling something from the past. "I have wanted to tell you this for some time, and I believe now is the right moment." His voice turned solemn. "Five years ago, before your grandmother passed away, she had a vision. According to her, when our sect begins to decline, a calamity will descend upon the cultivation world. A man will rise—one who will bring the entire world to its knees. Rivers of blood will flow, many sects will be annihilated, including ours. Only those who submit to him will survive; those who resist will be erased from existence."

A heavy silence filled the air as his words sank in. Wang Suyin clenched her fists. The fate of the Azure Sky Sect, and perhaps the entire cultivation world, hung in the balance.