Simultaneous traversal: All Abyss difficulty.

Chapter 702 Senior Sister, are you really going to give me everything?

Outside the mountain cabin, Su Su's eyes gleamed with a green light.

This new junior brother was able to avoid the pain of being crawled by thousands of insects. How could Su Su miss such a wonderful encounter!

"Want one? There's a rolling pin in the kitchen! Don't bother me!"

Before he could finish speaking, he slammed the heavy wooden door shut with a loud bang.

"No! I want what you just read."

Inside the room, under the dim light of the oil lamp, Fang Yu leaned against the cold, rough wall, feeling the sudden, earth-shattering changes within his body.

After the excruciating pain receded like a tide, what remained was not emptiness, but an unprecedented sense of fullness.

A gentle yet clear power, like a trickle, is flowing continuously from the limbs and bones into the deep, silent world of the dantian, the place that should have been stagnant and was judged as a "pseudo-spiritual root"!
It felt incredibly unfamiliar, yet it followed some ancient instinct.

Fang Yu subconsciously sat cross-legged on the cold ground, closed his eyes and looked inward.

Although he was confused, he could "sense" the subtle, cold yet warm radiance in the air—the spiritual energy of heaven and earth!
They are being drawn by an invisible force, penetrating the skin and flowing into the bloodstream, slowly circulating through the body along some mysterious path, leaving a cool and comfortable feeling wherever they go, as if soothing and nourishing a dry and twisted riverbed.

He even clumsily tried to control his thoughts.

A faint golden light appeared in response to his thought, flashing and disappearing at his fingertips. Immediately afterward, his internal energy surged erratically, causing a slight stinging sensation.

Divine consciousness is correct; it is divine consciousness!

Although it was like looking at flowers through fog, and the range was no more than three feet around his body, he did vaguely "perceive" the outline of the stone house and the flickering of the lights!

With greatly increased strength and sharper senses, a warm current flowed through his body. His body was now far stronger and more agile than that of ordinary people, as if he had undergone an invisible tempering.

However, it is clearly a far cry from the ethereal, otherworldly existence of riding the wind and drinking dew; bones are still bones, and flesh is still flesh, remaining within the realm of the mortal world.

"What kind of realm is this?"

Fang Yu was completely bewildered; he lacked even the most basic knowledge of cultivation.

But then he suddenly remembered the death sentence given to him by that withered old man when he first entered the sect, a death sentence for his "pseudo-spiritual root"—he had exhausted his life's blood and bones, and even if he spent his whole life, he would only reach the seventh or eighth level of the Qi Refining stage, and that would be the end of his life!

Fang Yu suddenly shuddered and looked down at the Qingjing Jing (Classic of Purity and Tranquility) on his lap, which had changed drastically.

The book cover is made of warm, white jade, and the three gilded ancient characters exude a Taoist charm.

Qi Refining Stage, Level 7?!
An unbelievable idea cleaved through the chaos like lightning!

I just read the book a few times!

He actually reached the "peak" that the old ghost had described as something he would need to work hard for his whole life to achieve, and something that would be almost impossible to reach even if he worked hard.
How can this be? !
Fang Yu scratched his messy hair vigorously, his mind buzzing as if he were having a bizarre, unreal dream. Wait!

After the overwhelming sense of absurdity and shock, a chilling cold suddenly rose!
Su Su's reaction!
She had cultivated that withered old ghost's technique for so long, and when she heard me recite the "Qingjing Jing" (Scripture of Purity and Tranquility), she had the expression of someone seeing a true immortal descend to earth, and that broken "I want it."
This makes one thing crystal clear!

The "Qingjing Jing" in my hand is completely different from the nameless evil book that the skinny Taoist gave me at the beginning!
What a difference!

A bead of cold sweat instantly trickled down Fang Yu's temple.

What he was most worried about now was not Su Su's reaction, but the withered master in the stone house next door, whose wall still had a peephole and whose aura was decaying!

What if that old ghost discovers he gave away a tattered book, and this "trash" servant suddenly experiences a bizarre surge in cultivation overnight, his aura becoming completely different?
What will he think?
What will he do?
The thin Taoist priest reached out his withered, leaf-like hand, demanding the book. Should I give it to him or not?

Even if it's given
Knowing such a shocking secret, can he still live? He'll probably be stripped of his soul and reduced to ashes in the next second!
Silencing them! Only by silencing them can this mind-blowing secret be kept secret! Just like disposing of a piece of insignificant trash!

The intense sense of crisis was like ice water poured over his head, instantly plunging Fang Yu's heart to the bottom!
We absolutely cannot sit idly by and wait to die! We must at least find out what that old ghost's original cultivation method was like before we can find a way to disguise and conceal it!
Thinking of this, Fang Yu stood up abruptly, his movements much more swift than before. He rushed to the door and flung open the latch with a clatter! He had to catch up with Su Su, and whether he had to coax, threaten, or beg, he had to get the truth about their sect's martial arts technique out of her!
A cold wind swept in from outside, carrying the desolate atmosphere unique to the mountain cliffs.

Fang Yu took a step forward, his gaze quickly sweeping across the courtyard, his voice carrying a hint of urgency and surprise that he tried hard to conceal:
"Senior Sister Su! Senior Sister Su, wait a minute!"

"Junior brother!?"

Seeing that Fang Yu had actually chased after her, Su Su's eyes lit up as if she had grasped a lifeline. She immediately stepped forward, her usual coldness and aloofness gone, replaced by an almost humble pleading:

"Please...please help me!" Her voice trembled almost imperceptibly as she pointed to the house behind Fang Yu. "The agony you just endured, the torment of being devoured by a thousand ants, the pain that gnaws at your very bones...I have to go through that every three days!!"

She took a deep breath, looked directly into Fang Yu's eyes, and made a resolute vow: "I know it's wishful thinking to ask you directly for this divine incantation that can alleviate pain! But junior brother, as long as you are willing to help—from this day forward, through mountains of knives and seas of fire, through the deepest hells and the underworlds, as long as you, Fang Yu, say the word, I, Su Su, swear on my Dao heart, I will not utter a single word of refusal! Even if it means facing death immediately, I will not hesitate! I only ask... I only ask to live... without suffering so much!"

Her words were resounding, carrying the weight of a cultivator's vows of faith, each word dripping with emotion.

Upon hearing that Su Su was willing to pledge her Dao heart as collateral for such a solemn promise, Fang Yu felt even more anxious, as it further confirmed the evil nature of the withered Daoist's cultivation method.

He glanced quickly at the desolate cliffs, then grabbed Su Su's arm and said, "Come in!" Without further ado, he dragged her toward his simple stone house.

Su Su was caught off guard and was pulled forcefully into the house, staggering as she went.

The room was dimly lit, and only the two of them were left facing each other.

She recalled the "method that all men know" that she had been too embarrassed to mention outside the door earlier, and now Fang Yu was so forcefully pulling her into the stone chamber where she was alone with her fellow disciples. A lone man and woman, could his eagerness be...?

Instantly, a surge of scalding heat rushed to Su Su's cheeks, burning her ears until they turned bright red.

Her heart pounded like a drum, and she even held her breath for a moment.

She never expected that Fang Yu actually had this idea.
She instinctively wanted to back away, but Fang Yu gripped her wrist tightly.

(End of this chapter)