Published: March 8, 2025
Yue Lingxue was feeling remorseful when she suddenly heard Chu Yang utter a shocking remark. For a moment, her thoughts were unable to shift, and she exclaimed in astonishment, “Wh… what?”
Feng Yuru, however, understood immediately. She straightened her posture and said, “Ninefold Pill? Primordial Purple Qi of Heaven and Earth?"
The sled glided forward like it was flying, with the sound of the wind roaring. Chu Yang's voice was very low, barely audible to Fengyue, but every word struck their hearts like thunderclaps.
“Yes, I’m sure both of you seniors can guess by now, I am the Nine Calamity Sword Master!”
Fengyue both froze in place!
Then, they fell silent simultaneously.
Chu Yang admired them inwardly; as expected of the ninth rank supreme, they had experienced much and remained calm. If it were an ordinary person, they might have shouted in surprise by now, but Feng Yuru managed to control her instinctive exclamation, ensuring she was the only one who could hear it.
They became even more composed.
Yue Lingxue said coolly, “Evidence!”
Chu Yang replied, “I only ask you, with those two items, how much can you recover? Once I have a definite answer, I will provide the evidence!”
Yue Lingxue and Feng Yuru exchanged glances and said, “We are at the ninth rank pinnacle, slightly exceeding that level. If we only have the Ninefold Pill, we can recover about twenty percent! If we add the Primordial Purple Qi… we can recover thirty to fifty percent!”
“Thirty to fifty percent…” Chu Yang contemplated: “So, that means, even if it’s only thirty percent, you could recover to the level of the eighth rank pinnacle supreme?”
“No, it would be the ninth rank supreme junior.” Feng Yuru smiled and said, “You really underestimate the power of the ninth rank pinnacle supreme!”
Chu Yang felt a surge of excitement and said, “That should be fine then.”
With that, he flipped his hand and two elixirs appeared within it, blinking as he said, “This is the evidence.”
Both of them held their breath simultaneously.
Chu Yang smiled and handed over the elixirs, saying, “Now is the time. Quickly take them to recover our cultivation level; we will at least have half an hour during which I will guard you.”
Fengyue exchanged a glance, nodded, and took the Ninefold Pill before swallowing it without uttering any thanks.
In moments like this, there is no need for thanks.
They were all in the same boat: moreover, given Fengyue’s personality, she would not say such things. Gratitude isn’t about words, it’s about actions. Safely escorting everyone back to the southeast and ensuring no injuries were more valuable than any words of thanks.
Even if you say a thousand thanks, if in the end, it leads to the one you are thanking being harmed, it’s all for naught!
Now was not the time for pleasantries, but for restoring strength.
As they ingested the elixirs, Chu Yang flipped his hands again, and two more wisps of Primordial Purple Qi appeared, swiftly and silently entering their hands, seamlessly penetrating within them.
Fengyue felt two surges of heat arise within them, intertwining and gradually permeating their limbs and bones, bringing an overwhelming sense of comfort.
The faint, pulling pain within their dantian was seemingly soothed completely by the wondrous elixir and the extraordinary Primordial Purple Qi at that moment.
Unconsciously, they both closed their eyes, extending their hands together.
Fengyue's dual cultivation divine skill activated immediately.
Chu Yang could clearly see a faint red light with a misty purple aura emanating from Yue Lingxue, slowly extending along her palm towards Feng Yuru: then, Feng Yuru's jade-like palm gradually turned red, enveloped in the misty purple aura as it spread along her body.
After passing through her right side, gradually, Feng Yuru's entire body became cloaked in a layer of misty red light, while the purple aura disappeared; on the other hand, Yue Lingxue was subtly enveloped by a layer of faint red gas.