Chapter 7 The White Moonlight Kills the Male and Female Protagonists (7)

"How could this be..."

"I am your time manager, Arno. The 48-hour system is now activated. You can use the extra time to do whatever you want."

"who?"

Jin Shu heard the familiar voice again.

She remembered the voice in her dream, and when it rang out again, she felt as if she were still in a dream.

"I am your time manager, Arnold."

The other party repeated it patiently.

"The 48-hour system, also known as the 24-hour system, means that you have twice as much time in a day as others."

This is based on the flow rate in the human body.

You are in the celestial realm, where time flows at a rate of 1 to 7 compared to the mortal realm. In other words, a day in your life is 14 times longer than in someone else's.

The extra time will be distributed in the early morning.

The rules have been explained. Feel free to call Arnold if you have any questions.

The sound in my ears stopped abruptly.

Jin Shu was insightful and quick-witted, and she understood almost everything the other person meant.

If she had heard these voices before, she might have thought she was being possessed and bewitched by demons.

Now that she knows her tragic fate from her dream, and has a second chance at life, what is there for her not to believe?

If you calculate it that way, one of her days is equivalent to fourteen days for others.

Looking at the spiritual herbs before her, Jin Shu's heart pounded wildly.

She got up and labeled the order in which the spiritual herbs matured, one by one, and then took out the Hunyuan Cauldron that her father had left her.

Her father was Emperor Hao, who died on the battlefield during the war between immortals and demons to drive away evil spirits.

Her father left her many celestial treasures after his death.

After she lost all her spiritual power, she entrusted most of the treasures to her master, Canglan, for safekeeping. After all, possessing a treasure is a crime, and doing so was indeed a way to protect her.

She carried this golden cauldron with her in her storage bracelet so that she could refine the spiritual herbs whenever she found them.

She wanted to preheat the golden cauldron before the spiritual herbs matured.

The cave was dark, so Jin Shu lit a candle.

After the incense and candles were lit, a warm, dim light filled the surroundings.

Jin Shu sat cross-legged in front of the spiritual herbs. With nothing to do, she turned around and saw a bunch of red flowers behind her.

She remembered that Meng Ling had just picked it. It looked unfamiliar, and even though it had been picked for so long, it was still bright red and beautiful.

Incense and candles that used to burn very quickly now burn exceptionally well.

Finally, as the candlelight flickered to its end, the tip of the herb in front of them emitted an unusual and bewitching red light.

It illuminated almost the entire cave.

By this time, the Golden Tripod had been warmed up enough.

Jin Shu took a deep breath.

She didn't know how much time she had to refine and absorb these spiritual herbs, so she could only concentrate wholeheartedly.

The immortal herbs mature at different times, and Jin Shu picked the first batch that matured and put them into the golden cauldron.

Refining takes time, so Jin Shu waited patiently.

As a wisp of smoke rose from above the golden cauldron, the smoke, as smooth and flowing as water, seemed to consciously envelop Jin Shu.

The process of rebuilding one's spiritual root is painful. The dried-up dantian is destroyed by the first wisp of spiritual power, pulverized into dust, and then tightly enveloped by the spiritual power that follows.

This process is akin to having bones and flesh removed, causing immense pain.

Jin Shu sat cross-legged on the spot, motionless.

She could not make any sound or move an inch.

Because the process of rebuilding one's spiritual root is extremely dangerous, the slightest mistake could result in the destruction of one's dantian, which is a minor matter. If someone with ulterior motives tries to sabotage one's progress, it could mean losing one's life.

The spiritual veins, enveloped in spiritual energy, are being reshaped at a very slow pace.

Jin Shu's eyes were tightly closed, and blood seeped from the corner of her lips due to the pain. Just at the critical moment, footsteps suddenly came from outside the cave.

"The system will automatically shut down after 48 hours, ending at midnight."

As that unfamiliar yet familiar voice rang in my ears.

Jin Shu realized that another day had begun, and everything had returned to normal. She had been in the cave for fourteen days, while a day had passed outside.

The Immortal Venerable Canglan has arrived.

"Jin Shu, are you alright inside? If you're alright, please let your master know."

Seeing that Jin Shu ignored him, Cang Lan took a step back, grabbed at the air and gathered spiritual energy with his bare hands, then fiercely attacked the cave entrance.

"Bang--"

Many pebbles fell onto the cave entrance, and when the smoke cleared, a hole the size of a fist was clearly visible at the cave entrance.

Jin Shu knew that this door wouldn't hold for long.

"Master, how much longer until we can open the door? Junior Sister is in a lot of pain."

Meng Ling lay in Jing Ye's arms, looking at Canglan Immortal Venerable with teary eyes, her voice weak.

"Master, I'm in so much pain... What happened to my senior sister? Did something happen to her inside?"

Something must have happened to her... otherwise, my senior sister wouldn't have refused to open the door...

Master, please open the door and see Senior Sister!

A hint of reluctance appeared on the usually calm and composed face of the Immortal Venerable Canglan.

With a wave of his hand, a gentle white aura enveloped Meng Ling, which slightly alleviated her pain.

Canglan turned around immediately, his gaze fixed on the gate, his voice cold.

"Jin Shu, we are fellow disciples. If you, as the senior sister, truly stand by and watch someone die, then I will be utterly disappointed in you!"

disappointment?

Jin Shu, with her eyes tightly closed, couldn't help but sneer.

Since that's the case, let's just disappoint him completely!

As she spoke, Jin Shu harvested all the spiritual herbs in the cave and stuffed them all into the golden cauldron.

The Golden Cauldron was a treasure, the most cherished magical artifact of her father. Even Canglan, Jin Shu never revealed a single word about the Golden Cauldron to him.

No matter how turbulent the spiritual power is, once it enters this golden cauldron, it can be transformed into gentler spiritual energy, gradually seeping into Jin Shu's body.

At this moment, the eyes of the Immortal Venerable Canglan outside the door sharpened.

"Jin Shu, you've refined the spirit herb?!"

Jingye couldn't help but shout upon hearing this.

"Those spiritual herbs aren't mature yet! Junior sister, even if you refine immature spiritual herbs, you won't be able to convert them into much spiritual power. Not only will you fail to rebuild your spiritual veins, but you'll also waste so many spiritual herbs!"

Jin Shu could no longer hear the voices of the people outside.

After enduring that long and excruciating pain, she felt as if she were in a warm spring, her whole body enveloped by an incredibly gentle yet powerful force.

She could feel her shattered spiritual veins rapidly coming together like puzzle pieces, eventually forming a pale white void.

The spiritual energy within the golden cauldron surged wildly into this space. Once the spiritual energy within the cauldron was exhausted, Jin Shu slowly opened her eyes and let out a long, satisfied sigh.

At this moment, I felt incredibly light and comfortable in body and mind.

She looked down at her palm, where a ball of white light was gathering.

This is her spiritual root.

The purest and simplest spiritual root does not belong to any of the six meridians.

Her spiritual veins have finally been repaired.

At this moment, the voices of those people outside the cave became clearer and clearer. Things that she couldn't hear or see before were now within reach.

(End of this chapter)