Cultivation: Starting from a Mortal Bone

Liu Zixiao clearly already knew the healing process Qin Yu spoke of.

Honestly speaking,

after using the forbidden technique, she has been feeling unwell these past few days, and even taking elixirs has only slightly alleviated her internal injuries.

Pain is inevitable.

It’s like having a sharp blade continually slicing across her meridians and dantian... which is why she looks so weak and pale.

To say she doesn’t want to heal at all would definitely be a lie.

Whether it’s restraint or fear of something... led to Liu Zixiao being rather resistant at the moment.

However, its usefulness may not be significant.

Qin Yu wasn’t too intrusive; he just removed her outer garment and carefully placed her in the bath barrel.

Though she was still in her undergarments, the excessive firmness couldn’t be concealed, appearing stark white before Qin Yu’s eyes.

Indeed!

Almost comparable to the beauty of the Master Lady!

Such contrast, appearing on a reserved elder sister, made it even harder for one to resist.

Qin Yu felt his temper flaring.

”Y-you... get out!”

Liu Zixiao crossed her arms in front of her, trying to block the view, but being in the bath barrel, her elusive form made it more tempting to explore.

”Master, you can’t move easily, let your disciple take care of it; I must have a chance to show filial piety and repay your tutelage!”

Qin Yu earnestly persuaded.

”Show filial piety?”

Liu Zixiao was both angry and amused.

Is this how you show filial piety?!

This isn’t repaying tutelage; it’s clearly trying to offend your master!

”No...”

Boom!

At that moment, a sudden boom as if the sky was torn apart, accompanied by a deafening roar and a slight tremor on the ground, like a giant beast trampling, smashing something heavily into the earth.

This sudden change made Qin Yu and Liu Zixiao’s faces serious, a flash of surprise shared between their eyes.

”Master, allow me to go out and investigate.”

Such disturbance clearly indicates a confrontation, with its shockwave reaching them.

The two exchanged a knowing glance, Qin Yu’s thoughts no longer on teasing Liu Zixiao, and he exited the room.

Outside, the streets were already chaotic, with noise and shouts incessantly echoing.

Qin Yu looked into the distance, seeing dust rising on the streets, vaguely revealing a large pit within.

Above overhead, were dozens of powerful figures suspended in mid-air.

All were clad in black with cold eyes, looking at the cultivators below as if observing livestock in pens, devoid of emotion, carrying intense murderous intent.

”Such a lineup...”

Qin Yu lightly furrowed his brows, silently amazed.

These people were all Foundation Establishment Cultivators, and their leader was of Golden Core Realm.

Such a display couldn’t possibly belong to the Loose Cultivator City!

Could it be an Immortal Sect?

But this is no longer the Yunlan Domain, so Qin Yu was unsure about the Immortal Sects here, cautiously choosing not to act, instead observing.

However, he couldn’t shake the feeling that these people’s aura... seemed familiar.

Not a sense of acquaintance, but something about them seemed familiar to Qin Yu.

”Formation—rise!”

Just as Qin Yu pondered, up above, as the Golden Core Cultivator shouted, a peculiar ripple spread out.

Before anyone could grasp the situation, the Golden Core Cultivator swung his sleeve, revealing a black banner suspended in mid-air.

Instantly, the banner emitted piercing and chilling sounds, as if countless souls were trapped within.

They wailed or screamed, their voices forming a chilling melody that pierced through one’s mind, sending shivers down the spine, filled with dread.

With a slight movement of the Golden Core Cultivator’s fingers, Spiritual Power flowed, animating the black banner with life, black mist swirling as it rapidly expanded, transforming into an overwhelming black cloud, casting evil and dark energies flooding out, engulfing the entire city.

”That’s... Black Qi?”

Seeing this, Qin Yu’s face was shocked, then it turned sullen.

No wonder the familiarity, it was the Black Qi from the Hundred Sword Sect!

The identity of these cultivators was now self-evident.

Previously, he heard of cities and Immortal Sect cultivators mysteriously disappearing in other regions without any trace.

At the time, since it didn’t occur in Yunlan Domain, Qin Yu didn’t pay attention.

But now, it appeared this was the work of the Hundred Sword Sect.

”Ah—!”

”Run! Run—!”

Just as Qin Yu’s heart surged with tumult, pondering over the events, the previously silent cloud suddenly erupted, with countless black figures breaking free, resembling ghosts in the night, carrying horrific screams, attacking those panic-stricken cultivators below.

Wherever they went, the majority of cultivators couldn’t resist much, pulled into the black cloud.

Even Foundation Establishment Cultivators couldn’t fend off the black shadows, even if dispersed, they instantly reformed.

In an instant, the entire city fell into chaos, even some tamed demon beasts were not spared, also seized into the black mist.

It seemed the Black Qi specifically targeted living beings with flesh.

”Why are people from Hundred Sword Sect here?”

Liu Zixiao had approached Qin Yu, immediately recognizing the identities of these individuals, her eyes ice-cold with killing intent.

If she hadn’t been weakened, she would have charged ahead!

But it confused her as well; why would Hundred Sword Sect extend its reach beyond regions? What’s their gain?

”Why are they capturing these cultivators? Could it be...”

”Watch out!”

Just as Liu Zixiao speculated on Hundred Sword Sect’s motives, suddenly a large hand wrapped around her waist, her ear filled with Qin Yu’s warning.

Before she could react, she felt herself losing balance, body spinning in the air.

”Qin Yu...”

Once she raised her head, she saw Qin Yu standing in front of her, his back against the window.

From Liu Zixiao’s perspective, a shadow seemed incorporeal, directly passing through the window, claws gleaming sharply, viciously clawed at Qin Yu’s shoulder.

But as Liu Zixiao expected Qin Yu to be hurt, she heard the piercing scream.

It wasn’t Qin Yu’s; it was the shadow’s.

”?!”

Liu Zixiao’s eyes widened, her face painted with incredulity.

The terror and eeriness of Black Qi was something she had personally felt up close, even together with the Cyan Mountain Sect elders couldn’t resist it.

However, before Qin Yu it seemed different.