Inside the Yi Ling Sect, for as long as Rong Yu endured the tribulation lightning, Geng Qi stood outside the magic array for just as long. Before the tribulation clouds had completely dissipated, a red shadow streaked across the sky, and the person had already arrived in the giant pit.
"Rongyu!"
An anxious call went unanswered.
Rong Yu's white silk robe was shattered by the lightning. Geng Qi immediately took his clothes and put them on him. When his fingertips touched Rong Yu's burning skin, he was startled.
The tribulation of lightning is meant to condense the soul and stabilize cultivation. After the tribulation, although the cultivator will be very weak, their spiritual power will be relatively stable. However, this person did not wake up and open his eyes, and the spiritual power in his body was even more chaotic.
Geng Qi exclaimed urgently, "Rong Yu!"
"What's wrong with him?"
Clan Chief Wan Yue, who arrived a step too late, had a rare look of worry in her eyes. Geng Qi frowned and did not look up. Suddenly, a clang was heard, and the scabbard loosened, revealing half of the blood-red blade. Blood energy surged out from the gap.
“A malevolent aura?” Wan Yue frowned.
Seeing the flush between Rong Yu's brows, Geng Qi's eyes darkened slightly. "Is there a place for meditation within the sect?"
He suddenly spoke, his voice deep and somber, no longer the carefree and flamboyant person he had been before. Wan Yue was taken aback for a moment, then immediately said, "Come with me."
Just as she was about to help him up, she was suddenly pushed, and Geng Qi was taken aback.
"Leave here!"
The few words squeezed out between his teeth were followed by Rong Yu's open eyes, his blood-red pupils glaring at him before he quickly lowered his gaze again.
"Leave my ass!" the person who was pushed away suddenly roared, "I said I'd die with you, if anything happens to you I'll never forgive you!"
"..."
"..."
After saying that, he helped the person up and supported them on his shoulder, then turned to the astonished person and said, "Thank you for your help."
Wan Yue: "..."
She doubted her ears!
The supreme ruler of the demon realm says he wants to be buried alive with people?
Her surprise lasted only a moment; she quickly composed herself, turned around and left without a word.
The arranged meditation spot was beside a spiritual pool. A spiritual spring cascaded down from the mountain, falling into the pool like a waterfall. However, due to the presence of a magic array, it did not create any ripples. The water in the spiritual pool was calm and still. Without thinking, Geng Qi led his men to jump in.
The clear spring submerged them, and the bloodlust clinging to the two of them dissipated considerably.
"This is the Soul Purification Spring; it will be useful to him."
Geng Qi nodded and said, "Thank you."
The Soul Purification Spring can resist inner demons and is a rare and precious item. Only in places like Yiling Sect, where spiritual energy gathers, can there be such a naturally inexhaustible holy spring!
On the way from the Tribulation Ground to the Spirit Spring Pool, the Drunken Shadow Blood Blade was fully drawn, and the uncontrollable blood color almost stained the entire pool red.
However, the person who was afflicted with blood and qi seemed to be much more lucid.
"How are you?" Geng Qi immediately went over to her.
Rong Yu opened his eyes, and the bloodshot color in them had faded a bit, making him look less frightening. He raised his hand to stroke the anxious face in front of him and gently shook his head: "It's alright."
"How could he suddenly advance in rank?"
They ate and slept together every day, without any warning whatsoever!
Wan Yue stood outside the pool, her beautiful eyes slightly narrowed: "How long have you been suppressing your cultivation?"
Rong Yu did not respond.
Geng Qi turned his head in astonishment, "Suppress your cultivation? Why would you suppress it?"
As soon as he asked the question, he glanced at the Drunken Shadow Sword, which was still standing in mid-air fighting against the Spirit Pool, and his heart trembled.
The Drunken Shadow sword, which was originally lying in its sheath, was neither used by Rong Yu to fight enemies nor to resist calamities. So why did it suddenly come out of its sheath on its own?
After three days and three nights of the Nine-Nine Tribulation, it is the time when cultivators are most vulnerable to being controlled by their inner demons. The evil aura on the Drunken Shadow Sword suddenly took advantage of the situation. If Rong Yu were controlled by the evil aura, the consequences of a Mahayana stage demonic cultivator having his mind controlled by a demon would be unimaginable!
He grabbed the silver scabbard lying beside the spirit pool, his fingertips tracing the intricate patterns on it, his expression gradually becoming solemn.
This sword sheath was a gift from the Sage Zhifeng to Rong Yu!
His face immediately turned ugly.
Rong Yu remained calm, took the scabbard from his hand, and said nothing.
Just then, two figures descended from mid-air. Qing Han and Ji Rong arrived at the same time. The lightning tribulation came suddenly, and to prevent the sects outside from taking any action, the two of them had been guarding the entrance of the barrier.
"Young Master!" Qinghan quickly stepped forward.
"The major sects have gathered outside the barrier and would like to invite their patriarchs to come out for a chat."
Geng Qi paused for a moment, then sneered, "They certainly know how to pick their timing."
Wan Yue glanced at him and said, "When a cultivator breaks through to the Mahayana realm, there will be a natural phenomenon that can be seen throughout the entire continent."
Geng Qi: "..."
So it's not that they choose the time, but rather that the time chooses them?
His lips twitched slightly, and a muffled groan came from beside him. Geng Qi immediately turned his head, "How are you...?"
His voice trailed off abruptly, and the bloodlust he had just suppressed surged forth from Rong Yu's neck, clinging to his handsome face like a leech.
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