CHAPTER 355: CHAPTER 242 EXPOSURE_2

In just a few seconds, a flash of light appeared, and the three individuals were already beside Small Knife, startling him.

He had no idea how they appeared.

Seeing them, Small Knife hurriedly paid his respects.

Good heavens, they were three Core Disciples, as indicated by the insignia on their robes that only Core Disciples possess.

"No need for formalities." The leading woman waved her hand, her gaze fixed on the Space Teleportation Gate.

They had researched this kind of site several times before, and it was always one-way.

But now, they didn’t believe that an Outer Disciple would dare to lie.

So the leading woman directly took out a mirror and shone it towards the Space Teleportation Gate.

"Oh! It’s really two-way?" Her face lit up with excitement.

Immediately, another Core Disciple behind her took out something like a flashlight and shone it inside.

After some examination, he said, "There’s a restriction; only those at the Foundation Establishment of the Second Realm can enter, the Third Realm Purple Mansion can’t."

"The fluctuations are similar to the spatial fissures that appeared tens of thousands of times earlier; all originate from a Little World. The world’s upper limit isn’t high, just the Third Realm," explained the third person, using hand formulas that Small Knife couldn’t comprehend, restraining his excitement.

"We must inform the higher-ups."

This was great news.

The Five Elements Sword Sect had existed for hundreds of thousands of years, producing powerful Immortals, famously strong in the Great World, yet was still a top-tier second-rate.

The reason being, they could only roam the Great World.

Had they not taken desperate measures, paid a heavy price, they wouldn’t have acquired a Little World.

Using the Little World as a core, the Five Elements Void Battleship was constructed, allowing them to traverse the void beyond the Great World, exploring numerous other worlds.

This granted them the potential to become a top-tier sect.

The value of a world can be seen as immensely powerful.

The discovery of a new Little World is naturally exciting.

Yet no one knows what triggered it.

A flash of light appeared, and an elder showed up.

"Good, good, it’s neither a Blessed Land nor a Grotto Heaven; the rules are complete, it’s definitely a Little World." The elder was also excited upon arrival.

Last time, the Five Elements Sword Control Sect had to compete for that Little World.

The native power of a Little World is limited, frightening are the other competitors.

The currently discovered Little World might be easier to obtain.

Right then, another group of goblins charged out from inside.

But with a wave of the elder’s hand, all these goblins trembled in unison, their eyes glazed over, walking over like puppets.

"Green-skinned Alien Race, interesting." The elder, having a perceptive eye, walked directly towards the sole player being protected in the middle and placed his hand on his head.

"There’s protection, but it’s confirmed to be a Third Realm Little World." The elder muttered, seemingly explaining to the three Core Disciples as well.

Then he snapped his fingers, and flames engulfed all the green-skinned aliens, reducing them to ashes within seconds.

"Infiltrators from otherworlds must be eliminated immediately, otherwise, the longer they linger in our world, the more rules they can acquire from here, even gaining coordinates, so we absolutely can’t be careless."

The elder lectured them.

At this time, light swiftly flew over from a distance, reaching an extreme speed.

Upon arriving, it floated before their eyes, and turned out to be an enormously large sword.

There were quite a few people on it.

The sign on their clothes indicated they were all Inner Sect Disciples.

Good heavens, Small Knife observed, these Inner Sect Disciples were all below Level 300, and they were all Foundation Establishment level, each very young.

He couldn’t discern the level of their leader, who wasn’t a disciple but an Outer Sect Elder.

Outer Sect Elders were at least born as Inner Sect Disciples, and only sought such a position when they couldn’t advance further.

Even with great power, he was still amiable to these young Inner Sect Disciples.

"With a Foundation Establishment Stage in the Second Realm, one can enter the Inner Sect, having a great hope of becoming a Core Disciple. Therefore, even if these young disciples are merely Inner Sect Disciples, they are among the most talented, and even Core Disciples might avoid offending them," Small Knife mused.

Suddenly, he was startled; the mirror in his possession trembled slightly, prompting him to check it.

It turned out to be a reward, a million Contribution Points.

The rewards for those reporting opportunities like these were indeed generous.

Additionally, there was an optional mission.

It involved a quota for entering the Little World. The mission was extremely dangerous, only accessible to Inner Sect Disciples.

There were various requirements that surprised Small Knife, but just the requirement of a Foundation Establishment Stage disqualified ninety-nine percent of Inner Sect Disciples.

For most disciples, entering the Inner Sect at the Purple Mansion Stage was already difficult.

Sometimes only those at the Golden Core stage could become Inner Sect Disciples.

There had to be some potential for a chance to progress further.

If lacking potential, barely breaking through to Golden Core through secret techniques wouldn’t suffice to become an Inner Sect Disciple.

Of course, if one had enough potential, even a Qi Cultivation Stage could become a Core Disciple, or even a rare, top-grade potential seed, closely cultivated True Disciple by the sect.

But, such prospects were far beyond Small Knife’s reach.

This quota was not originally Small Knife’s, but now counted as a form of reward and could be declined.

Entering another world naturally meant a high risk of death, very perilous, but if completed, aside from other benefits, one would at least gain the identity of a Core Disciple.

Even if merely surviving, the status of an Inner Sect disciple would be assured.

Small Knife was already planning to go, so he accepted the mission without hesitation.

He swiftly spent Contribution Points to purchase items, preparing for this action.

Having long studied the various treasures and items available for exchange, Small Knife acted swiftly.

Moreover, the mission time was also limited.

In just a few seconds, the million Contributions were expended.

After exchanging items, Small Knife was promptly sent by an elder, taking just a few seconds.

With a flash of light, the items appeared next to Small Knife.

"The space channel permits limited passage; this time, Daoist Soldiers can’t be carried, take care," the elder reminded once more.

Set off!

Unity of Body and Sword.

In an instant, ten flying swords shot out.

Small Knife gasped, Magical Treasure?

These were treasures exceeding top-grade magical artifacts?

Starting from the Third Realm Purple Mansion, one nurtures a Lifebound Magical Artifact, reaching top-grade to undergo the Golden Core Thunder Tribulation together to form a Magical Treasure, yet with a certain chance.

Theoretically, even Fourth Realm Golden Core Cultivators have only a thirty percent chance of possessing a Magical Treasure.

A Magical Treasure is assuredly nurtured from a Lifebound Magical Artifact.

So theoretically, the strongest possession for a Foundation Establishment Cultivator would be an Upper Grade Magical Artifact.

But now.

Ten figures leapt up.

Unity of Body and Sword.

In an instant, their bodies merged with the flying swords, with a brilliant light. They flashed and penetrated the spatial rift.

This status, with Magical Treasure-level flying swords to rely on, Small Knife speculated that even a Third Realm Purple Mansion could be killed in one strike.

Not to mention the potential, merely mastering Unity of Body and Sword was already enough to become an Inner Sect Disciple.

Naturally, through his identity as the Master of the World, Small Knife had already opened the indigenous user channel permissions; otherwise, they wouldn’t enter.

However, Small Knife also made a restriction, allowing only entry, with no return.

Then, without hesitation, Small Knife released the Golden Bell.

The Golden Bell enveloped Small Knife, charging into the spatial rift, flashing and disappearing.

In an instant, he arrived at another world.

Before his eyes lay an endless desolate wasteland, with numerous chaotic, low structures visible in the distance and countless green figures stretching beyond the horizon.

This was obviously a goblin tribe, a massive tribe.

However, nearby, there were numerous Goblin Warriors and Goblin Soldiers, dense and numbering over ten thousand.

They were surrounding the Space Teleportation Gate.

They were all organized in groups, each led by a player.

Small Knife moved forward quickly, others following closely.

Each was protected by various colors of light.

Beep: Maximum number of entrants reached, space rift channel disappeared, cooldown time: 365 days.

You can choose to open the channel again at the cooldown’s end or open a random channel.

All of this happened within just a few seconds of the first ten Inner Sect Elite Disciples entering.

At this time, the eighteen flying swords in their direction had already changed.