"Seeds?"
Qin Hao was completely puzzled, rubbed his eyes, and upon opening them, found himself in a vast area. The surroundings were lush with greenery, and the sun shone directly overhead. This should be the outer area of the Immortal Mansion.
In front of him stood an elderly man in a spotless Taoist robe, his face showing a hint of delight.
"Who is this old man?"
Qin Hao scrutinized the old man carefully, his expression full of confusion.
Wasn't this Secret Realm supposed to be inaccessible to those over thirty?
This old man, with his gray hair, must be fifty or sixty years old, right?
"Not bad, encountering a stranger without panic. Young man, it's not surprising that you've passed the Martial Ancestor's test with such composure."
The old man clicked his tongue in wonder, finding Qin Hao increasingly pleasing to the eye.
"Wait a minute!"
Qin Hao couldn't help but speak up, "Sir, what on earth are you talking about? What Martial Ancestor's test, what seeds and so on?"
