Mortal: The Heavenly Spiritual Root that Begins from the Demonic Path

"Fortunately, I have accomplished my mission. It took me several hours to find this monk from the Fu family."

When Yi Jue came in, Xin Ruyin was sitting in the same position as yesterday. On the stone table was the formation diagram they discussed yesterday.

Yi Jue sat down on the other side of the stone table, picked up the teapot on the table, poured himself a pot of tea, took a sip carefully, and then said.

When Xiaomei saw someone coming in, she hurried out from the inner room. She was happy to see that it was Yi Jue, but she also felt a little scared when she remembered what the young lady said yesterday.

With the pastry in his hand, he was in a dilemma as to whether to move forward or backward.

Xin Ruyin looked at the head that Yi Jue placed aside, and she was not as happy as she had imagined. After all, with her intelligence, she already knew the result, and there was nothing worth being surprised about.

"Sir, please sit down for a moment. You can keep this golden elixir for yourself. I only need this head to pay tribute to the spirit of my late husband."

As he spoke, he carried the frozen head and slowly walked into the lobby of the house. When he passed by Xiaomei, he said,
"Don't neglect the guests."

Xiaomei frowned and slowly walked to Yi Jue's side. She gently placed the cake on the table and said in a low voice,
"Please use it, sir."

Then he ran away slowly like a frightened rabbit.

After a long time, Xin Ruyin slowly returned to the stone table and said,

"Don't blame me, senior."

"Ruyin's revenge was achieved, and she couldn't help herself for a moment."

Yi Jue smiled and said,

"Let me introduce myself. I am the mayor of Tianshu Immortal City in Jiang Kingdom. I am a Jindan cultivator. My last name is Yi and my given name is Jue. I have been cultivating immortals for more than a hundred years."

"If you insist on calling me Senior, that's fine, but I hope it's in a more private setting."

As he spoke, the possessiveness in his eyes was undisguised.

Xin Ruyin sighed secretly.
"You can't escape after all. But don't worry, Yunxiao. Ruyin will be here to accompany you."

The dead look in his eyes became more and more obvious. He just looked at Yi Jue and said,

"Since Fellow Daoist Yi insists, Ruyin really has nothing to repay you with, so you can take the Yang Qi of the Dragon Roar Body."

As he spoke, he slowly took off his robe.

Yi Jue pulled Xin Ruyin and took her robe in his hand. He appeared in Xin Ruyin's boudoir in a flash of blood, and then said,

“Ruyin, don’t worry.”

"I have a spell here that you need to familiarize yourself with first. I also need to familiarize myself with the meridians in Ruyin's body first."

As he said this, he left Xin Ruyin's clothes in disarray, took out a spell, and gave it to Xin Ruyin to study carefully. Xin Ruyin had already made up her mind to leave the world, and her heart was free of worries.
But she also knew that the Fu family had only lost one Jindan master. Although that person was the murderer of her husband, the Fu family was not wiped out. If Yi Jue wanted to find his other half, she first needed to fulfill some conditions.

"But what he doesn't know is that if I really went to the underworld with my broken body and met my husband, how could I have the face to do so?" "All I want is to see my husband get his revenge."

Thinking of this, Xin Ruyin studied this secret technique while quietly waiting for the drug in her body to take effect.

Yi Jue's spiritual power was continuously transferred into Xin Ruyin's body, constantly familiarizing herself with Xin Ruyin's chaotic meridians. Xin Ruyin had not yet waited for the effect of the medicine to take effect, but instead waited for changes in her body.

I just felt that as I became more familiar with this magic formula, my body became softer and hotter. Looking at Yi Jue in front of me, I felt an unstoppable desire in my heart.

Xin Ruyin had anticipated this scene, but only after it actually happened did she realize that she was not as indifferent as she had imagined.

Xin Ruyin let out a sticky moan. At this moment, she felt that the secret technique she had just studied was already circulating in her body. The yang energy scattered throughout her body began to rise, and waves of pain came over her body.

She was very familiar with this kind of pain. It was the pain that would surge from her body every time she practiced. But this time, it seemed particularly painful.

And when her hand touched Yi Jue's hand and the magic power in her body flowed towards Yi Jue, she only felt a stream of refreshing coolness coming, as if she suddenly entered an ice cave in the middle of summer, and her whole body radiated a comfortable feeling from the inside out.

As the magic power entered Yi Jue's body, her magic power was wrapped up by Yi Jue's magic power and continuously wandered in his body. When it returned to her body, an unprecedented sense of satisfaction emerged from the depths of her soul.

This is the feeling of the growth of one's own origin, and it is also the fundamental source of the cultivators' tireless practice. Sensing the continuous sublimation of one's own life, this kind of pleasure is unimaginable for ordinary people.

Xin Ruyin had never felt this kind of pleasure in such a long time. When she was practicing, the pain caused by the distortion of the meridians caused by the Dragon Roar Body was far stronger than the pleasure of the strengthening of her origin.

As the magic powers of the two continued to entangle, Xin Ruyin became more and more aware of the abnormalities in her body. The practice of the Yin and Yang Art of Heaven and Earth itself carried a powerful infectious force.

In the face of the essence of magic power, even a trace of lustful power would be constantly amplified by Yi Jue. What's more, the poison that Xin Ruyin took, thinking it would end her life, was just a tonic to strengthen her origin.

Xin Ruyin, who waited for the drug's effect to wear off and prepared to commit suicide, did not wait for death. Instead, what she waited for was her own thoughts that kept rising and falling like waves.

Xiaomei stood outside Xin Ruyin's boudoir, listening to the noises inside. Her face flushed and her body became weak. She thought to herself,
"I'm sorry, miss. I know you can't live any longer, but just think of it as Xiaomei's sake and bear with it for a while."

"Without you, Xiaomei really doesn't know what the meaning of this world is."

Yes, Yi Jue simply encouraged Xiaomei, and Xiaomei became the key driving force behind Xin Ruyin's current situation.

Rabbits run and crows fly, and in the blink of an eye it is already noon the next day.

Xin Ruyin woke up with a sob, feeling the changes in her body. She felt that the situation inside her body was better than ever before, and her body was healthier and more complete than ever before.

The pain that had to be endured all the time disappeared completely like the first clear day after the snow.

However, looking at the man in front of her, Xin Ruyin's thoughts were indescribably complicated, while Yi Jue was meditating with his eyes closed, refining the pure yang spiritual power in his body.

The essence of this spiritual power was so high that even Yi Jue found it quite extraordinary. The scorching aura made Yi Jue involuntarily excited.

Yi Jue himself was a top-notch spiritual root talent, but his six-yin spiritual body constitution caused him some troubles when he was young. He had to use the netherworld spiritual fire to temporarily absorb his own yin energy. It was not until he obtained the Heaven and Earth Yin and Yang Secret that he solved the hidden dangers of cultivation. (End of this chapter)