blogombal Chapter 282 If You're Going to Cultivate, Cultivate the Path of Ruthlessness 9
Chapter 282 If You're Going to Cultivate, Cultivate the Path of Ruthlessness 9
At this moment, Ji Yingjin and Liu Dazhuang were sitting in the room with great concern.
Previously, their understanding of the Heavenly Annihilation Sect was only superficial. Although they still don't know much, all they've heard about the Ruthless Path are negative aspects.
There's this talk of being emotionless, severing ties with family, and I've even heard of people killing their wives to prove their enlightenment...
Ji Yingjin didn't know if these things were true or false, but the more she listened, the more monstrous they seemed...
"Don't rush, let's write a letter to Xixi first and see if that's really the case," Liu Dazhuang comforted Ji Yingjin, but his hands kept trembling.
Although he has a daughter, it's impossible for him to kill his wife to prove his Tao, but severing ties with his family is something they absolutely cannot accept!
"That girl is so afraid of getting tired, she definitely won't get involved in that ruthless path," Liu Dazhuang murmured.
He's panicking. The environment is so influential; even if his daughter doesn't want to study, she'll still be affected by those heartless people.
Ji Yingjin frowned deeply: "The Liu family girl is there too. She went to Tianjue Sect earlier than Xixi."
The two looked at each other, their faces filled with despair.
What if Ji Chaoxi is provoked by Liu Fuyin and vows to cultivate the Path of Ruthlessness?!
Liu Dazhuang immediately wrote a letter to Ji Chaoxi.
[Xixi, please come back. Your parents don't need you to bring glory to the family anymore. Please don't learn those heartless things, and don't let that Liu family girl provoke you. Your parents love you.]
As Liu Dazhuang wrote, he started to cry. He didn't want his daughter to become a cold, lifeless rock.
At this moment, Ji Chaoxi was wearing a cloak in the black market.
She was accompanied by Liuli, who was also acting suspiciously.
The black market and the Tianjue Sect are two completely different worlds. The air in the black market is filled with the smells of various kinds of wine, meat, and a mixture of various unknown herbs.
The vast majority of the stall owners wore masks and were dressed even more conservatively than Ji Chaoxi and her companions, revealing only their shrewd eyes.
Ji Chaoxi bought many magical artifacts here because she was afraid of getting injured during her future training, since she had no spiritual energy.
But if she had a magical artifact, things would be different; she could die a little later...
There are many independent cultivators and wealthy merchants looking for treasures in the vicinity, with shouts of vendors rising and falling, and occasionally the low growls of spirit beasts can be heard.
The two were turning around when a deep voice suddenly rang out.
"girl."
Ji Chaoxi and Liuli looked over and saw a gaunt old man sitting in the corner. He was completely covered up, wearing a felt hat, so even his eyes could not be seen. There was a black box in front of him.
Seeing that the old man was a little scared, Liuli held Ji Chaoxi's hand tightly.
Inside the box lay something as thin as a cicada's wing, with a very intricate groove in the center, from which a faint green light seemed to move.
The old man's voice was a little hoarse: "Young lady, this treasure is called the Reverse Pulse Cicada. Even if someone has no spiritual energy at all, as long as they put a spirit stone in the box, the spiritual energy can flow back into their body."
Ji Chaoxi and Liuli squatted down. Ji Chaoxi looked at him curiously: "You can tell at a glance whether someone has spiritual energy?"
The old man kept his head down, but Ji Chaoxi always felt that he was staring at her: "If you want to see, you can see it."
Ji Chaoxi hesitated and asked, "Won't this be bad for your health? What if something happens and we can't find you?"
The old man's laughter was somewhat sinister: "Young lady, you haven't been cultivating for long, have you? This black market is all about mutual consent. You pay the money, I give you the item, and the transaction is complete."
Ji Chaoxi looked at the box, her heart itching with desire. She bought it, thinking it would be similar to other magical artifacts.
She readily paid the money, and the old man, seeing that she knew her stuff, stopped trying to keep her in suspense.
The withered, wooden fingers gently pressed on the Reverse Pulse Cicada, and a faint light suddenly flashed, accompanied by a "click" sound from inside the artifact.
"Young lady, there are three hidden clasps here. After you put the spirit stones in, twist them three times."
The old man gestured for Ji Chaoxi to extend her wrist, and he placed the magic artifact on Ji Chaoxi's pulse point, his voice hoarse.
"This Reverse Pulse Cicada requires high-grade spirit stones. Don't throw in any low-grade stuff in the future, or you'll harm your own body."
Ji Chaoxi nodded, her eyes fixed on the magical artifact.
She had never experienced spiritual power before. Liu Fuyin had always bragged about it in front of her, so she wanted to see what it felt like to have spiritual power.
With a flick of his finger, the old man placed a high-grade spirit stone precisely into the magic artifact.
Before Ji Chaoxi could react, a scorching power surged into her meridians, forcibly expanding the meridians that had been blocked for more than ten years.
It stung a little, but it was bearable.
Liuli kept her eyes on the old man. If something happened to her young lady later, she would definitely hold him back and not let him leave.
Ji Chaoxi lowered her eyes. For the first time, she saw those invisible and intangible auras. She sensed tiny blue specks of light mixed in with the noisy black market.
"Miss, I feel like your aura has ascended to heaven." Liuli said earnestly.
Looking at the points of light around her, Ji Chaoxi felt as if the heavy weight on her body had disappeared, replaced by a sense of lightness.
Ji Chaoxi looked at Liuli with surprise and delight: "Liuli, I can really feel the spiritual power."
No wonder those people from the Heavenly Annihilation Sect cultivate so desperately every day; so this is what it feels like to have spiritual power.
She felt as if her whole body had been washed clean.
"If I use it every day, will I be able to truly become a person with spiritual roots in the future?" Ji Chaoxi looked at the old man expectantly.
The old man's lips twitched, but he didn't answer her. He packed his things and prepared to go home; he had earned enough money for the day.
"Is it really not working? Even adding more high-grade spirit stones won't work?" Ji Chaoxi asked dejectedly.
She really liked the feeling of having spiritual power.
The old man, carrying a bundle on his back, nimbly climbed over the wall.
He was too lazy to answer her.
Almost everyone who comes to buy Nimaichan asks this question; people only get more and more greedy.
The sunlight slanted down on the buildings of the Tianjue Sect. The air was dry and warm, and every glazed tile emitted a halo of light. It was the time for disciples to study in the Sutra Repository in the afternoon, and the surroundings were very quiet.
Ji Chaoxi didn't have the jade token, so she couldn't study it. Therefore, she continued to train with Wen Shubai.
The two wooden buckets were full of water. Ji Chaoxi didn't count how many buckets of water she had carried. She just carefully looked at the bluestone steps under her feet.
"Senior Brother, how many more rounds do I have to finish?"
Ji Chaoxi was exhausted. Her shoulders ached terribly, and her legs were trembling uncontrollably.
Wen Shubai said gently, "Junior Sister, this is only the second trip."
Ji Chaoxi continued carrying water with a worried look on her face: "Really? I thought this was the twentieth trip..."
It felt like the sun had made her brain go numb.