Infinite Professions

Chapter 464: Chapter 238: Secret Realm

The entrance to the Secret Realm seemed like a portal but was actually a special kind of teleportation.

When Shen Hex stepped inside, he felt the world spinning and time and space becoming disordered before normalcy returned in a moment.

Raising his eyes again, he found himself in the wilderness, location unknown.

Shen Hex was in no rush to move but first sensed himself and his surroundings.

"Professional Power can be used, so this is indeed not a Virtual World."

"True Essence Qi Blood, Divine Power, and Magical Power are operating freely, not under control."

"Is that heavy security mechanism about the way of life and death and the use of Professional Power?"

"In any case, there’s no need to take risks, as this is indeed where my true self resides."

Shen Hex’s gaze flickered but soon returned to calmness, and he stepped forward.

After less than a hundred steps, he saw a figure leap out from the forest.

Gazing intently, it was a young man whose aura suggested he was in the Tier Five Golden Core Realm.

Although all cultivation levels and items must be registered before entering the Secret Realm, this registration is only with the Academy, not with others.

So, after entering the Secret Realm, you can completely hide or disguise your realm cultivation using various methods, achieving the effect of appearing weak but actually strong or bluffing.

This adds more variables to the combat, and coupled with the effects of various external items and Professional Power, it is not wise to judge opponents solely by their aura.

The young man was aware of this point. Watching Shen Hex, who was hiding his cultivation and whose aura was unclear, his gaze flickered before he finally cupped his hands in salute, "Please enlighten me!"

Because the competition used a scoring system, apart from the basic win or lose, there were many scoring factors, such as Martial Virtue.

Although the academy hasn’t made it clear how exactly Martial Virtue is scored, it’s never wrong to be a little polite and humble.

Better to first earn some Martial Virtue points!

Shen Hex looked at him and was straightforward.

"Come."

His calm response, a single word, seemed disdainful.

"Huh!?"

The young man’s eyes narrowed and then turned cold.

As a special recruit, he was an elite existence on his original planet, so how could he endure such disdain?

Immediately...

"Ha!!!"

With a low shout, the Golden Core revolved, True Yuan fully stimulated, and the Cyan Dragon suddenly appeared.

It was the Cyan Dragon Divine Gang.

Tier Five cultivation, Tier Six techniques!

"Roar!"

But unexpectedly, before the strong move was unleashed, the opponent raised a hand, sending out a palm through the air.

This palm moved slightly, with the right hand just slightly raised, but the palm force was unparalleled and domineering.

"Dragon Subduing Palm!?"

The young man’s pupils shrank, and his body instinctively moved to counterattack.

"Boom!!!"

The result was a loud explosion, the Cyan Dragon shattered into light, dispersing.

Shen Hex’s gaze flickered but soon returned to calmness, capturing the opponent’s remnants with a reverse hand movement, without a second glance, he took them into his sleeve and continued to move forward.

On the other side...

"Hah!!!"

Chen Bin sprang up, looking again to see no opponent, just an expanse of emptiness.

It was a square.

"What happened?"

Chen Bin was confused, but he soon saw Spirit Light flashing, guiding one person after another to the square, like him, full of bewilderment.

Seeing this, Chen Bin finally realized.

Had he... been eliminated in a flash?

Thinking of this, even Chen Bin couldn’t help feeling a bit lost.

Being a genius from his original planet and having earned a special quota from the Xingyi Martial Mansion, he thought he’d make a mark in this competition, yet he was unexpectedly eliminated just after entering.

This disparity was hard for him to accept and made him realize a harsh truth.

This world doesn’t lack geniuses, and even more so, it doesn’t lack...monsters!

That person casually smashed his Cyan Dragon Divine Gang with a palm from afar.

What else could that be but a monster?

You should know that although he was only at Tier Five Golden Core Cultivation, he could form a Tier Six Cyan Dragon Divine Gang with professional support.

A Tier Six Heavenly Gang Sha should be considered mid to upper level in this special recruit competition, right?

Yet it was easily broken by that person’s one palm.

"Could it be a character with Tier Seven Divine Intent?"

"Going to university at Tier Seven, isn’t that bullying?"

Chen Bin lowered his head in defeat, then reached toward his waist, and his expression changed.

"Where’s my Space Belt?"

"What’s going on!"

Chen Bin was aghast and even a bit panicked.

"Why shout, of course it’s shattered."

A fellow freshman, also "returned from death," saw this and irritably replied.

"Shattered?"

Chen Bin was stunned, full of confusion.

"What else?"

The person rolled their eyes at him: "You still expect the Secret Realm to bring back your belongings? Be glad it leaves you with clothes for respectability; those items you brought in were your wagers, lose them and naturally, they’re others’, as was clearly stated at registration, wasn’t it?"

"This..."

Chen Bin hesitated but still forced himself to speak: "But I had important things inside."

"Are you serious? Whose possessions aren’t important? I lost a Tier Six weapon too."

The person sneered, a hint of mockery in their words but showed some kindness seeing Chen Bin’s dejected look: "Every special recruit competition has guys like you who don’t heed warnings. If anything’s really important, you can report to the academy and request it back, but that’ll cost academic credits and depend on the other party’s mood, possibly requiring a ransom."

This made Chen Bin feel lost: "I just enrolled, where do I get academic credits?"

The person rolled their eyes again: "Isn’t there student loans?"

Chen Bin: "..."

The harsh reality delivered another blow to this genius from a small planet.

Came with high ambitions to compete, only to leave with no academic credits and some debt.

Who could he complain to?