Published: March 2, 2025
Chapter 99: The Suffering of Spirit Refinement
At this moment, Liu Yu's strength was at the pinnacle of the qi refinement stage, and naturally, he did not need to worry too much about the feelings of ordinary qi refinement stage disciples. Moreover, there would likely be little intersection with them in the future.
His power brought him confidence, and his way of doing things changed as he noticed that a few people's magical auras were mixed and their strength was clearly mediocre. He was too lazy to engage with them and directly made arrangements.
"Then... we'll follow Senior Brother Liu's arrangements!"
A flicker of anger flashed in Tian Fu's eyes, but feeling the deep and profound aura of the other party, combined with his confident and calm demeanor, he suppressed his anger and forced a smile as he spoke.
"City Lord Chai, my fellow disciples have had a long journey, so please prepare a feast to welcome them."
Seeing that this person was indeed perceptive, Liu Yu maintained a calm expression and did not push his advantage. He turned to Chai Wenzheng and instructed lightly.
"Yes, I'll arrange it right away."
"Esteemed immortal masters, please take your time conversing, I'll take my leave now."
Chai Wenzheng stood aside like a deaf man, staring at the floor, wishing he could dig a hole and hide, feeling terrified by the confrontation among the immortal masters.
At this moment, hearing Liu Yu's words was like receiving a pardon. He quickly responded in a low voice, flattering the others and slowly exiting the hall.
Liu Yu did not need to consider their feelings, but Chai Wenzheng could not afford to. After all, Tian Fu still had to stay in Cold Moon City for five years, and he did not dare to offend him.
"Then, Junior Brother Tian, you all enjoy the food at your leisure. I have some private matters to attend to, so I won't accompany you!"
Liu Yu clasped his hands and said, then walked toward the exit of the hall.
Chai Wenzheng had reserved the room where Liu Yu stayed during his first visit to Cold Moon City for him. It was cleaned daily, and the room remained as neat as it had been back then.
Liu Yu pushed open the door and entered, took out the Formation Disk and flags for the great three talents formation, placed the flags in each corner, then used several spell techniques on the disk. A layer of transparent light shield immediately enveloped the room.
He took out a meditation cushion and placed it on the bed, then sat cross-legged. From his storage bag, he poured himself a cup of Clear Lotus Spiritual Tea.
Today’s meditation for qi refinement had been completed, and Liu Yu was now ready to practice the "Art of Spirit Preservation."
He tilted his head back and took a big sip of the spiritual tea. A cool aura rose from his abdomen, traveled to the Baihui point at the top of his head, and finally acted on his Primordial Spirit, causing his soul to feel a refreshing chill.
Liu Yu quickly began to cultivate the Art of Spirit Preservation and started honing his spiritual consciousness.
"Ah!"
This was a pain that originated from the Primordial Spirit, as if a fierce fire was burning it from all directions, giving the illusion of being torn apart. It was a hundred times worse than the pain of the physical body, and even though Liu Yu had gone through it multiple times, he could not help but let out a scream.
Fortunately, at that moment, a coolness reached his Primordial Spirit, slightly alleviating the burning sensation and keeping it within an acceptable range.
No wonder the predecessor who created this technique advised that it was best to cultivate with the aid of spiritual objects. This kind of pain, if endured forcibly by ordinary cultivators, was likely to cause permanent damage to the Primordial Spirit, leaving hidden dangers that were hard to rectify.
If forced cultivation continued for too long, the Primordial Spirit could become exhausted and fall into irreversible extinction.
Sweat beads the size of soybeans rolled down from both sides of Liu Yu's forehead. He bit his lips tightly, enduring the fiery pain of soul forging. Once the cool aura receded slightly, he quickly grabbed the tea cup beside him and gulped down a large mouthful.