Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups
Chapter 372 - 244_2

Chapter 372: Chapter 244_2

"This mysterious figure is able to transmit voices into each of our ears. If he intended to use spiritual power to deal with us, he could have acted already without being so polite. Since he dared to extend an olive branch, he might actually have some aces up his sleeve."

"Of course, the risks of cooperation are also apparent."

"But I feel the risk doesn’t lie in the Spiritual Secret Realm, rather choosing to attend this cooperation meeting is akin to handing over the initiative, essentially acknowledging the other party as the leader."

"White Ghost makes a valid point."

Listening to Fang Cheng’s rather unique analysis, Lord Bao nodded and continued:

"But in this stalemate, we have no good options; if we continue to linger, we’ll have to retreat down the mountain without anyone lifting a finger."

Seeing the bigshots uncertain, Ah Da cautiously asked:

"Lord Bao, Lord Wolf, Lord Ghost, should we go to that so-called Secret Realm?"

"Yes."

Fang Cheng’s eyes sharpened as he replied firmly:

"If other teams attend this secret meeting and only we don’t, imagine what’s most likely to happen next?"

Upon hearing this, everyone couldn’t help but gasp, a scene flashing in their minds.

Other teams would unite, under the mysterious person’s lead, to eliminate their out-of-sync team first to prevent future troubles.

Everyone realized, the other party’s strategy was indeed astute, each step calculated to grasp the hearts of all the Treasure Hunters.

Even if you know it’s a trap, you have to tread cautiously and explore to find out.

"Then let’s participate too, to see exactly what the other side is up to."

Lord Bao pondered for a moment, then decided:

"If cooperation can be achieved, our chances of success will be significantly increased. The manor is heavily guarded, and there are so many wolves and tigers outside; relying on ourselves alone definitely won’t work."

Black Wolf frowned:

"Do we all go?"

Lord Bao thought briefly and replied:

"Send two people, so they can look out for each other, the others stay and stand by."

Among the team members with high Spirit Attributes, qualified to enter the Secret Realm, are Black Wolf, Lord Bao, and that Ah San.

After some discussion, they decided Lord Bao would take Ah San to the meeting, while Black Wolf stayed to watch over the team and guard against any external changes.

If the mental state of those entering the Secret Realm showed any abnormalities, they could promptly intervene and awaken them.

Suddenly Fang Cheng said:

"Let me go with Lord Bao."

Black Wolf was stunned, showing a look of surprise:

"White Ghost, is your Spiritual Energy sufficient to enter the Secret Realm?"

He clearly assumed Fang Cheng, with such physical strength, should be slightly weaker in spirit.

Fang Cheng responded calmly:

"No problem."

Seeing his confidence, although Black Wolf still had doubts, he couldn’t say much more and nodded in agreement: "Alright."

Lord Bao was fine with it.

After all, having such an able helper in the Secret Realm enhanced their confidence in dealing with the unknown risks.

Promptly, everyone made some brief preparations and carried out the plan.

Fang Cheng slightly closed his eyes, focused his spirit, and fluently recited that extremely convoluted spell.

As the noise at his ear surged like a tide, it swiftly dissipated.

When he opened his eyes again, Fang Cheng’s gaze penetrated the thick black mist and quickly fixed on the target hidden within the dark world.

At the edge of his consciousness, a magnificent building slowly appeared.

It rose from the ground, reaching four stories high, with a dome rising majestically.

The whole structure was meticulously carved and assembled from immaculate white marble.

When his consciousness touched this mysterious building, he could vaguely hear a melody of ethereal organ music.

Fang Cheng then pushed open the door, walked out of the Memory Palace, and stepped forward.

Before he could raise his hand to knock, the large door creaked open.

It released a hazy halo, faintly illuminating the front, as if welcoming a traveler of the darkness to visit.

Fang Cheng stepped forward, skillfully passing through this gateway of light.

White light flickered before his eyes, and in the next moment, his figure appeared in a very spacious room.

Just upon landing, a strong sense of space overwhelmed him.

Looking up, only to see the dome high above, unreachable, giving a sense of profound boundlessness.

Crystal chandeliers are scattered along the walls and ceiling, like stars twinkling in the night sky, providing soft lighting for the entire room.

The most striking feature is the rows of bookshelves that form the front wall.

They stand tall and majestic, filled with books of all kinds; some have ancient, heavy covers, others are resplendent and seem to contain mysterious powers.

These books are packed tightly, stacked layer upon layer, extending to the edge of sight.

"It’s like a library..."

Fang Cheng carefully observed his surroundings and murmured softly.

Gentle music, like the wind, swirled around his ears, accompanied by faint yet clear voices.

Waves of ripples appeared in the surrounding space, with other figures gradually emerging.

Some stood alone, while others gathered in pairs, whispering to each other.

These people might belong to the host of the Secret Realm, or they could also be invited guests.

And their numbers were gradually increasing, making the previously empty room lively.

A moment later, Lord Bao appeared in the mysterious library, enveloped in soft light.

He opened his eyes, seemingly shocked by the magnificent scene before him, freezing in place.

Once he regained his composure, he glanced around and saw Fang Cheng standing nearby.

Seeing that Fang Cheng had arrived earlier than he did, a trace of surprise flashed in Lord Bao’s eyes.

He then walked over and stood beside Fang Cheng knowingly.

"Have you discovered anything?"

Lord Bao asked first.

Fang Cheng shook his head and replied:

"The scale here is surprisingly large and seems different from ordinary Secret Realms. The host’s strength is not to be underestimated."

Lord Bao nodded slightly, indicating his agreement.

Both of them were wearing Qiangmu masks and dressed in black, looking identical to their real-world appearances.

This Spiritual Secret Realm is different from the Smiling Demon’s "chatroom," as it can directly project the current body image of visitors.

Fortunately, they had disguised themselves in advance, so they’re not worried about revealing their identities.

Looking around, they could see that some people were also wearing masks or otherwise concealing their appearance.

Of course, most were showing their true faces.

Perhaps they were highly skilled and confident in their abilities, or maybe they hadn’t anticipated the special rules of the Secret Realm, leaving them unprepared.

They naturally formed small groups, maintaining a certain distance from each other, their eyes wary, as if surrounded by potential enemies.

After discreetly observing, Fang Cheng tilted his head and asked in a low voice:

"Do you know these people?"

Lord Bao’s eyes chilled, carrying some resentment, as he replied:

"I’ve crossed paths with a few before, so I’m somewhat familiar."

As he spoke, he pointed out familiar figures in the crowd.

"That skinny guy is Ba Ming; don’t be fooled by his unimpressive appearance, he’s full of tricks, adept at using poison, making him hard to defend against, quite troublesome to deal with."

"Those two bear-like hulks are called the ’Black River Heroes’—a pair of twins with astonishing strength. They once shattered one of my crew’s head with a single punch!"

"And that Nail Head, whose abilities are unknown, but be particularly wary, extremely dangerous..."

Fang Cheng nodded slightly, listening to Lord Bao’s introduction of each potential opponent.

His gaze unintentionally fell on a figure emanating black and red light.

The light was like eerie flames, leaping and dancing around him, exuding an enigmatic aura.

Seemingly aware of Fang Cheng’s gaze, that person also turned his head, staring directly at him.

Fang Cheng remained calm and collected, then casually withdrew his gaze, continuing to speak softly with Lord Bao.

Various speculations and discussions filled the air, rising and falling, making it somewhat noisy.

Everyone had been waiting in the library for a long time, the initial novelty and vigilance slowly fading away.

Just as some began to impatiently shout, a voice suddenly sounded:

"The time is about right; those who are supposed to come should have already arrived."

The voice was gentle and stable, full of penetration; it belonged to the mysterious person who had previously communicated with each Treasure Hunter.

Everyone immediately turned toward the voice, their eyes full of eagerness and curiosity, wanting to be the first to see his true appearance.

Then, a tall and slim figure stepped out slowly from behind a bookshelf.