Chapter 33: Cultivating under the pressure of an Immortal Venerable? Is that even possible?!
The main hall was deathly silent.
Fang Li's "essence of the soul" Tai Chi is so convincing that she's almost convinced of it herself.
She kept her head down, afraid that the big shot above her might displease her and treat her as a heretic.
On the platform, the blurry light and shadow seemed to move.
An even heavier pressure than before, like an invisible mountain, crashed down on Fang Li!
This pressure doesn't feel like the all-encompassing crushing pressure of before; it's more like an expression of dissatisfaction!
Dissatisfaction with her watertight yet utterly meaningless ramblings!
Fang Li groaned as her knee slammed heavily against the black stone floor tiles.
The shadow of death gripped her heart instantly! Her mind went blank, leaving only the instinct to survive!
The spiritual energy within his body roared wildly at the critical moment of life and death, like a powder keg that had been ignited, and exploded with a bang!
A crimson light emanated from her body, forcefully withstanding the oppressive force!
Just as the spiritual energy was fully mobilized to resist the extreme pressure.
Buzz!
A golden light flashed at Fang Li's spiritual core, and under immense pressure, she was forced to reveal a little bit of her true nature!
From the cloud platform, a voice rang out:
"Huh?"
Almost simultaneously, the oppressive aura vanished!
The oppressive aura emanating from the main hall receded like a tide.
Fang Li felt a wave of relief wash over her and gasped for breath.
What did he find out?! Fang Li felt a chill run down her spine, as if she had been stripped naked!
Ye Wuyang didn't ask any more questions, nor did she offer any explanation.
He simply waved his sleeve casually, and his indifferent voice rang out again, with the nonchalance of dismissing a cat or dog:
"Go down."
Fang Li felt as if she had been granted a pardon! She didn't dare to linger for even half a second!
"This disciple takes her leave!" she practically shouted, her voice still trembling.
Forget about decorum, he scrambled around and rushed toward the heavy door.
His back view looked disheveled, as if he were being chased by a demon.
Pushing open the palace door and breathing in the fresh air outside, Fang Li felt as if she had crawled back from hell to the human world.
She leaned against the cold, black jade palace wall, panting heavily, her legs still trembling uncontrollably.
Wow, that's terrifying!
She didn't dare look back and fled from the forbidden area shrouded in thick fog.
It wasn't until she saw the familiar sect buildings and figures again that she felt like she had come back to life, but her heart was still pounding wildly. The terrifying pressure in the hall and the last soft "eh" lingered like a nightmare.
Fang Li had just fled back to her dilapidated little courtyard like a frightened rabbit.
Immediately afterward, a bombshell-level message, ten times more powerful than the previous "three senior brothers' Shura Field" incident, exploded instantly!
Fang Li was summoned by Immortal Venerable Ye Wuyang! Alone! In the Forgotten Dust Palace!
The news spread like wildfire, reaching the outer sect, inner sect, various peaks, and the Elder Hall at the speed of light, and even alarmed the old monster who was in seclusion!
This news naturally reached the ears of certain people immediately.
Xie Chen heard his subordinate's report while he was enjoying tea. He paused slightly in his white jade teacup, and a few drops of tea spilled out.
Those ever-smiling fox eyes narrowed instantly, a hint of seriousness flashing deep within them.
“Wangchen Palace… Uncle Ye…” he murmured to himself, his knuckles tapping lightly on the table. “It seems that the secret of my junior sister is more interesting than I imagined…” He put down his teacup, a playful smile curving his lips. “Go, prepare a fine calming incense. I’ll be visiting my frightened junior sister later.”
Shen Yunzhou learned this while practicing his sword. He had just finished a powerful sword technique, and the chill lingered around him. When he heard the words "Fang Li has been summoned to the Forgotten Dust Palace by the Immortal Venerable," the longsword in his hand, radiating a chilling aura, suddenly stopped, its tip carving a deep mark on the bluestone floor!
He turned abruptly, his icy gaze piercing the reporting disciple like a tangible object: "Where is she?! What did the Immortal Venerable... say?!" His tone was urgent and tinged with worry.
The disciple trembled with fright and stammered that Fang Li had already returned, but no one knew exactly what the Immortal Venerable had said.
Shen Yunzhou frowned, remained silent, sheathed his sword, and vanished in a flash, heading straight for Fang Li's courtyard!
Ji Qianqiu was struggling with a huge piece of black iron ore on the back mountain, and sparks flew everywhere when he swung his hammer.
Hearing the disciples watching the commotion whispering, "Fang Li was summoned to the Forgotten Dust Palace by Uncle Ye," he froze, his massive iron hammer clattering to the ground, nearly hitting his foot. His eyes, like copper bells, widened in shock: "What?! Uncle Ye?! What does he want with Fang Li? Does he dislike her and want to teach her a lesson?!" He panicked instantly, forgetting all about his precious hammer and black iron, and took off running, shouting as he went, "Fang Li! Fang Li! Are you alright?! Did the Immortal Venerable bully you?! You wait! Senior Brother is coming!!"
So, Fang Li, still shaken and wanting nothing more than to retreat to her little nest to lick her wounds, had just poured herself a cup of hot tea to calm her nerves, but hadn't even had a chance to take a sip yet...
Bang bang bang!
The courtyard gate was pounded on again! Even louder than Ji Qianqiu's commotion before!
Fang Li's hand trembled, and the tea spilled all over her.
She closed her eyes in pain.
It's here... I knew I couldn't escape it!
She opened the door with a dark expression.
Xie Chen stood at the front, holding an exquisite jade box in his hands, with an impeccable gentle smile on his face: "I heard that Junior Sister was summoned by the Immortal Venerable, and I imagine she must have been quite exhausted. I have specially prepared some 'Jade Marrow Incense' to calm the mind and spirit, hoping that Junior Sister can find peace and focus."
No sooner had he finished speaking than Shen Yunzhou's cold figure forcefully squeezed in from the side, his gaze sweeping over Fang Li's face like a searchlight, his tone cold and direct: "What does the Immortal Venerable summon you for? Is he trying to make things difficult for you?" His posture suggested that if Fang Li uttered a single word, he would immediately draw his sword and rush back to the Forgotten Dust Palace.
Ji Qianqiu's loud voice boomed out, drowning out everyone else: "Fang Li! Are you alright?! Why is the Immortal Venerable looking for you?! Did he scold you?! Don't be afraid! Tell your senior brother!" His large, fan-like hand was about to pat Fang Li's shoulder.
Fang Li felt her head buzzing and her vision going black.
She took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the urge to kick the three of them, along with the courtyard gate, and tried to make her voice sound calm:
"Thank you for your concern, three senior brothers." She first thanked Xie Chen for the jade box and Shen Yunzhou and Ji Qianqiu for their care, then spoke quickly and decisively:
"The Immortal Venerable was merely concerned about my cultivation progress and inquired about the preparations for the Grand Competition. Nothing else! I am somewhat fatigued and need to meditate to recover. Please, my three senior brothers, return!"
After saying that, without caring about the expressions on the three people's faces, Fang Li slammed the courtyard gate shut with all her might and quickly activated the protective array!
Leaning against the cold door, Fang Li gasped for breath, her heart still pounding.
She felt no relief after sending the three powerful figures away.
Ye Wuyang definitely discovered something! At the very least, he sensed that there was something wrong with her spiritual root!
The Chaos Spiritual Root is her greatest trump card, and also her greatest secret!
The consequences of exposure would be unimaginable!
Fang Li leaned against the door, feeling a chill run from the soles of her feet straight to the top of her head.
Ye Wuyang, that old monster... is unfathomable!
The terrifying night at the Forgotten Dust Palace left Fang Li with nightmares for several days in a row.
My dreams are filled with the boundless oppressive darkness and those indifferent eyes that seem to pierce through my soul.
But in the world of cultivation, there's no time for sentimentality.
With the competition just around the corner, every minute and every second is precious.
Fang Li locked herself in the small courtyard, never venturing out of the main gate or the inner gate, and didn't even bother to repair the collapsed corner of the courtyard wall.
She sat cross-legged in the center of the quiet room, forcing herself to calm down.
Although Ye Wuyang's final probing attack did not cause any serious injury, it still caused considerable shock to the soul.
She swallowed a few calming pills, circulated her cultivation technique, and carefully sorted out her consciousness.
Gradually, she realized something was wrong.
Her spiritual power seems a little different!
Within the dantian, the originally crimson spiritual energy had become even purer.
The colors are also deeper, with an indescribable sense of weight as they flow.
The meridians also seemed to widen slightly, becoming more resilient.
Although there was still some stinging in my sea of consciousness, my range of perception had expanded considerably, and I was much more sensitive to the surrounding spiritual energy!
Was it because it was forcibly "tempered" by the pressure of the powerful figure?!
Fang Li was both surprised and delighted! She quickly sat cross-legged and began to circulate her internal energy.
The spiritual energy flowed through my meridians, and it was indeed much smoother than before!
The time required to complete one full cycle of spiritual energy has been shortened! The total amount of spiritual energy has also increased significantly!
boom!
Things will fall into place naturally!
With almost no resistance, the invisible barrier was shattered by the condensed torrent of spiritual energy! An aura several times stronger than before erupted from Fang Li's body!
Qi Refining Level 8!
It's done!
Fang Li opened her eyes, a glint of light flashing in them.
Feeling the surging power within her and her heightened senses, she couldn't help but clench her fist!
This was a worthwhile investment! Although I was scared half to death, my cultivation level has genuinely increased! I'm one big step closer to Foundation Establishment!
[Ding! Buzzing... Warning! Warning! Detected a rollercoaster-like surge in host spiritual power! Abnormal energy fluctuations! Exceeding the threshold! System core overload! Code disorder! Logic module crash! It's...it's going to break down...(╥﹏╥)]
Suddenly, the system's voice rang in my mind, trembling with tears...
Fang Li was taken aback: "System? What's wrong with you?" This lousy system always messes up, what kind of trouble is it causing at this crucial moment?
[Sizzle... Host... spiritual power... too strong... can't hold on... System... forced upgrade... restart... sizzle sizzle sizzle—!!!]
The piercing noise reached its peak, and then... it went completely silent.
Fang Li: "..." (⊙_⊙)? Upgrade? Reboot? This system can upgrade? Won't it be damaged by the powerful aura of the big boss?
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