The two years were not peaceful for the Divine Yang sect. Strange things appeared in the auction over and over again, at first, no one thought too much about it but when the buyers started to surpass others of the same generation, the chaos began.
The potions and elixir cost the same as their pill variant but their effect was many times greater. At first, only ordinary disciples bought them because they didn't dare to compete for pills with their seniors but soon the seniors started competing for the potions too.
This didn't go unnoticed by the elders, and while they were impressed by the effectiveness, they grew sour over time as their income decreased and the popularity of potions increased.
They tried to find out who was providing the auction house with the potions so that they could steal the secret of the potion's effectiveness. Some wanted to genuinely improve the effect of the pill, while most of them just wanted a share of the cake or at least make the maker disappear so that the pill could become the no.1 income again.
To their dismay, there was no trace of him and the auction house refused to say anything, even when tortured to death. If anyone had a brain, they would suspect that something wasn't right, almost as if they had been brainwashed.
I spent the two years experimenting with various things, the potions I sold were just failed products I didn't want to throw away, they also provided a good source of income for future projects.
It was finally time for the secret realm to open and many people were raiding shops to prepare for it, hoping to get an opportunity that might change their life. The truth was, most would never get anything more than a few herbs, only to be robbed by someone stronger later on. Strictly speaking, killing each other was forbidden but as long as there were no witnesses, people tended to disappear.
Over the two years, Xiao Chen had proven himself to be too boring to mess with and instead of leaving him in peace, I threw him into my basement, leaving only Lin Fan to follow around.
Since the sect was super rich, they sent us to the location where the realm would open with a teleportation array instead of some lame flying sword or carpet. The other participating sects were already there, including the Pure Yin sect that Qin Yue joined, you know, the former bride of the guy who's rotting in my basement.
Aside from Qin Yue, the granddaughter of the sect master of the Divine Yang sect was also participating, leading me to think that there was at least one son of destiny who would get lucky in the secret realm and it wasn't me, I wouldn't be horny for the foreseeable future.
We didn't have to wait for long for the realm to open and all the bickering stopped for the moment, fully knowing that they would kill each other in the secret realm soon. The various sects had a strange relationship, they had some respect for each other but still thought of their sects as the best, they pretended to be nice but once they were left unsupervised, they would group together to kill the geniuses of other sects and the elders knew that, in fact, they encouraged it.
If you asked me, everyone here had some kind of mental illness, I would have to cut someone's brain open later for research.
After we entered the secret realm, we were separated and everyone found themselves somewhere in the secret realm alone. I was kind of expecting this to happen, even if it made no sense for space to behave that way.
Instead of putting a tag on Lin Fan so I could follow him, I opted for a method a lot more eye-catching but equally beneficial.
Normally, no matter how lucky someone was, there was a limit to how many opportunities one person could get due to the size of the secret realm but I wasn't them. All I needed was an army of countless servants searching the entire secret realm for treasures.
I specifically prepared something for this occasion, a word that held great meaning in other realities but not this one, a word that would shake even this world soon.
"ARISE"