Cultivation: Starting from a Mortal Bone

Crisis resolved.

On the main peak, the gathered disciples of the Cyan Mountain Sect gradually dispersed. Qin Yu, worried about several beloved wives, left hastily after communicating with Liu Zixiao.

Inside the main hall.

The Sect Leader of the Demon Sect naturally received the highest hospitality.

However, deep in Su Xiyue’s eyes, there was a hint of barely perceptible worry.

It seemed like the crisis had passed, but she knew well that once the Sect Leader of the Demon Sect learned about Leng Ruyu’s true condition... the consequences would be unpredictable.

Finally, Leng Ruyu, led by the maid, arrived at the main hall as well.

Her face was still pale as paper, and the aura around her was chaotic and disordered, a scene causing the elders of the Cyan Mountain Sect present to exchange perplexed glances.

Evidently, none of them knew that the sect leader was actually on the main peak.

At this moment, not only Su Xiyue but also the Sect Leader Su Xihe were extremely anxious.

It can be said, as long as Leng Ruyu slightly lamented, the current relationship between the Cyan Mountain Sect and the Demon Sect would directly collapse.

Cold mist furrowed Cold Peak’s brows unconsciously.

He could naturally sense Leng Ruyu’s current state.

However, his daughter slightly curved her lips towards him, then walked straight toward Su Xiyue.

"Sister Xiyue."

Leng Ruyu handed the jade thread to Su Xiyue.

Su Xiyue hesitated for a moment, her gaze lingering between Leng Ruyu’s sincere eyes and the jade thread in her hands, eventually accepting it.

By accepting it, she practically forgave Leng Ruyu.

Cold Peak said nothing, merely giving the two a meaningful glance.

Did he just arrive at Cyan Mountain Sect?!

Clearly not.

He didn’t intervene when Su Xihe was at a disadvantage, nor when the elders of the Cyan Mountain Sect were trapped in an array.

He only saved Su Xiyue.

Even so, both sect leaders knew, Su Xihe still owed him this favor, as did Su Xiyue.

Personal intervention signifies a favor.

After the formalities, Cold Peak stood up slowly, his figure tall and straight as a peak, clasped his hands, looked sincerely at Su Xihe, and spoke with a hint of earnestness: "Sect Leader Su, regarding my young daughter’s matter, I hope you can take special care."

"Sect Leader Leng, you place too much importance on the matter; I will certainly give it my utmost effort."

Though Su Xihe smiled in response, inwardly, he was deeply conflicted.

Should he truly give Leng Ruyu the opportunity to enhance her root bone?!

But if Leng Ruyu’s situation doesn’t improve at all, it might be impossible to explain.

What should be done?

In the end, the Sect Leader of the Demon Sect left alone, while Leng Ruyu remained in the Cyan Mountain Sect.

After all, there were still a few days left until the two-month period.

However, the elders of the Cyan Mountain Sect were even more puzzled, having no idea what had transpired among them.

...

Inside the Saintess Cave Mansion.

"Sister Xiyue, you... are okay?"

Leng Ruyu evidently witnessed that perilous moment.

Su Xiyue stopped walking, turned around, and her gaze landed on Leng Ruyu.

For some reason, Leng Ruyu felt uneasy.

As if something ominous was about to occur.

Could it be that the Cyan Mountain Sect is still choosing to tear face with the Demon Sect?!

"Do you truly want to dispel... the black qi?" Su Xiyue finally spoke lightly, her voice soft yet bearing an imperceptible depth.

"This..."

Upon hearing this, confusion flashed across Leng Ruyu’s face.

She didn’t understand why Su Xiyue was asking this.

The purpose of her visit to the Cyan Mountain Sect was, after all, to dispel the black qi.

"Sister Xiyue, you were also tainted by the black qi earlier; you are more aware than anyone of its frightening nature. Let alone cultivation, if not suppressed, I fear..."

Leng Ruyu bit her lip lightly, dimming the light in her eyes.

"Any cost, are you willing to pay it?" Su Xiyue’s words were softly murmured yet struck like a hammer upon Leng Ruyu’s heart.

"Any cost?"

Hesitation flitted across Leng Ruyu’s brows.

She clearly understood that her father had already exhausted the family’s resources during her previous visit.

Is it possible for the Cyan Mountain Sect to drain every drop of the Demon Sect’s marrow?!

Resentment and unwillingness quietly brewed in her chest, almost transforming into a fiery fury.

She couldn’t possibly pour all of the Demon Sect’s resources for her own sake!

At worst.

Only death was possible.

Just as that surge of anger was about to erupt, Su Xiyue spoke again, "What I ask is whether you yourself are willing to pay the cost."

"Me?"

Leng Ruyu was stunned; then her lips curved into a bitter smile, "Sister Xiyue, as long as the black qi can be dispelled, I am willing to pay any cost."

At this juncture, what is there that she can’t sacrifice?!

She had already anticipated that it might be the utmost torment.

Or perhaps, flesh and bone severing.

She... could endure it all!

Su Xiyue said no more, but turned to enter the room.

She shut the door.

Her brows furrowed, slowly, her gaze turned empty.

At that moment, endless remorse surged in her heart, almost drowning her.

This decision undoubtedly pushed her man onto another woman’s bed.

She didn’t want to do this.

But, does she have any choice now?!

Even if she abandoned everything in the Cyan Mountain Sect, could she refuse the favor of Cold Peak’s help?

No matter what the Sect Leader of the Demon Sect’s intentions were for intervening, his presence genuinely mitigated her crisis, alleviated the crisis for the Cyan Mountain Sect.

Of course, all this depends on Qin Yu’s willingness.

He... would be willing, wouldn’t he?

Actually, Su Xiyue had an answer in her heart.

But once such matters begin, would Leng Ruyu stop?!

I’m afraid...

Not possible.

No cultivator can resist the temptation to enhance their root bone.

Any!

Even she, the First Fairy as ethereal as a deity, is no exception!

Her affection for Qin Yu developed gradually through everyday interactions.

Suddenly, an absurd thought arose quietly in Su Xiyue’s mind.

She thought that in terms of talent, status, and appearance... each aspect, Leng Ruyu wasn’t inferior to her.

She even feared that Leng Ruyu, that demoness, so enchantingly alluring, might someday lead Qin Yu to distance himself from her?!

After all, she always maintained an attitude towards Qin Yu as calm as water, as serene as the moon.

Never having shown any intentional flattering or pleasing.

Moreover, she couldn’t mimic Leng Ruyu’s enticing gaze.

Thinking this, a faint melancholy arose in Su Xiyue’s heart.

In the future.

Can she truly contend against that demoness?!

Wait.

Why did she suddenly think of competing with other women for a man?!

Su Xiyue gently bit her lip, then walked to the middle of the room, and sat down cross-legged.

Earlier, she was injured quite severely, and even tainted by black qi.

However, with the warm current present, she had no concern about any residual harm.

Suddenly, she thought of her sister Su Xihe.

During the fight with the Sect Leader of the Hundred Sword Sect, Su Xihe was quite injured; she had been by her sister’s side earlier and could feel her sister suppressing the injury the entire time.