Simultaneous traversal: All Abyss difficulty.

Chapter 703 Qi Refining Stage is My Peak? Sorry, I Reached Foundation Establishment in Just One Day.

Su Su felt dizzy and instinctively wanted to pull her wrist back and escape this embarrassing situation.

However, before she could make a move, Fang Yu had already released her wrist, strode to the old wooden table, grabbed the book "Qingjing Jing" (Classic of Purity and Tranquility) with its warm, jade-like cover and three ancient Taoist characters engraved on it, and turned around urgently to shove it in front of Su Su's eyes:

"This is what I'm reciting." Fang Yu's voice was filled with undisguised urgency, his gaze fixed on Su Su's eyes, as if trying to find the answer within them. "You also need to show me the contents of the ancient book he first gave me! I need to compare it! I need the exact contents!"

"Huh???" The shyness and indignation in Su Su's eyes were like flames extinguished by ice water, instantly turning into extreme astonishment.

She suddenly looked up, her eyes wide as she stared at the scroll in Fang Yu's hand—

The cover, with its warm, jade-white hue, features three golden ancient Taoist characters that seem to possess life, radiating a sacred aura. The peaceful and tranquil atmosphere it exudes is completely different from the old book she knew that emanated a cold and evil aura!
A massive, almost maddening lightning bolt flashed through Su Su's chaotic mind!
Her gasp of surprise almost caught in her throat the moment she saw the cover; her eyes widened, and her pupils contracted violently from extreme shock!
"You! You took this!" Su Su's voice suddenly rose, sharp with disbelief, "This is an 'outer sect technique'?! This is absolutely not, this is not something Master gave you!"

"Ah! I should have known better. How could my master possibly give you such a secret manual?"

She gasped, as if the fog had finally lifted before her eyes, and an extremely bold yet absurd idea began to take shape uncontrollably!
"Where did you get this from?!"

"That's none of your business," Fang Yu said, pursing his lips.

"What about the books your master gave you?"

Fang Yu thought about how to fabricate a story, but there were loopholes in his ideas. So he decided to tell the truth: "At first, I was indeed practicing a painful technique, but as I practiced, the text changed, and it stopped hurting. Then it turned into this new content."

"Junior Brother!" Su Su instinctively covered her mouth, lowering her voice. Her usually cold and aloof eyes were now filled with horror and realization as she stared intently at Fang Yu. "You...you know some incredibly powerful expert behind you?! Is he helping you? Right? Was it that golden light? Was it the old immortal within that golden light who gave you this thing?! Is that why you can recite that calming, bone-deep pain-relieving sutra?! Is that why you were able to attract such a strange phenomenon as soon as you entered the sect?!"

Looking at Su Su's rapidly changing expression and her eyes filled with sudden realization, Fang Yu thought to himself that there was indeed something fishy going on.

He immediately followed her train of thought and decisively shook his head, saying, "Gao Gao? I don't know! I don't know anything! I just woke up inexplicably and found myself right next to you!"

Fang Yu stepped forward, his tone urgent and earnest, "Senior Sister Su, now is not the time to talk about this! Tell me quickly! What kind of ancient book did that old guy give you? What was it reading? I need to know the whole story! I must start 'cultivating' immediately! I can't wait any longer!"

Su Su stared intently into Fang Yu's eyes, trying to discern any trace of pretense from his seemingly bewildered face.

After a moment, the shock in her eyes slowly subsided, replaced by an extremely complex and profound look, as if she had weighed countless possibilities and enormous dangers in an instant.

"Good, good, good." She murmured to herself, as if she had finally sorted out her thoughts and understood the true meaning of Fang Yu's "comparison".

She quickly suppressed all her emotional fluctuations, her beautiful face returning to its usual wooden and cold expression, but a hint of desperate determination, as if she had found a way out of a desperate situation, flashed deep in her eyes.

Su Su didn't speak. From the deep sleeve of her faded, wide blue Taoist robe, she pulled out a thin, old-fashioned yellow booklet that was carefully sealed and rolled up with wax.

She didn't hand it directly to Fang Yu. Instead, she listened intently to the sounds hidden by the howling wind outside the door. Only after confirming that there was nothing wrong did she shove the old booklet sealed with wax into Fang Yu's hand!
She gripped Fang Yu's wrist tightly with her cold, slender fingers, so hard that her fingertips turned white. She lowered her voice, almost hissing in his ear, and said, "Take it! Remember! This is the 'true teaching' our 'master' gives to his new disciples! But the one in your hand is what will truly save your life!!"

Su Su's gaze was sharp as a knife, piercing Fang Yu's eyes with unprecedented fear and warning:

"Absolutely! He absolutely cannot know that you have this book! Otherwise... otherwise neither of us will survive! Not a single word is to be revealed! Keep it buried deep inside!!"

Fang Yu felt the cold, rough texture of the booklet in his hand and nodded emphatically, "Don't worry."

"Oh, right." Fang Yu suddenly held up the Qingjing Jing in his hand, "I certainly can't give it to you directly, but you can memorize part of it."

"it is good!"

Su Su nodded immediately; to be more comfortable, this compromise was no big deal.

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Su Su had already memorized several long passages.

As it grew dark, Su Su prepared to leave.

"See you tomorrow, bye-bye." Fang Yu waved.

Su Su paused slightly just as her foot was about to step across the threshold.

The voice, as cool and clear as ever, drifted back, carrying a hint of indescribable probing and uncertainty:

"Fang Yu, aren't you afraid I'll turn around and report you to him? Report everything to him?"

She tilted her delicate chin slightly, seemingly trying to catch every change in Fang Yu's expression. "After all, the risk is too great." Fang Yu did not answer immediately.

He walked to the door, his gaze passing over Su Su's shoulder, looking towards the deep, silent stone house of the thin Taoist priest beneath the withered stone wall outside the courtyard. His eyes shone with an indescribable, intuitive light that transcended reason.

He turned back and looked at Su Su's profile, which was now close enough to his face to look like a snowy white face. He suddenly smiled, a smile that carried a touch of youthful languor, yet also a strange certainty.

"Afraid? Of course I'm afraid. Who in this world isn't afraid of death?"

He shrugged, but his tone was extremely frank. "But I don't know why, looking at you, my intuition tells me that we should be the ones tied together, you, me, and that withered 'master.' Our relationship should be—to oppose each other! Don't you agree?"

This frank, almost reckless answer made Su Su's back stiffen noticeably.

In the depths of those eyes, gazing into the distance, cold and empty, it seemed as if tiny shards of ice were silently melting in the sunlight.

She subtly, almost imperceptibly, curved the corners of her lips into a slight smile.

Although his face remained that blank and cold expression, the slight curve of his face was like a warm current flowing quietly beneath the icy plains, fleeting in an instant.

She didn't say another word, nor did she look back at Fang Yu.

She merely raised her chin slightly, reverting to her aloof, icy demeanor.

But that last, almost inaudible, faint echo was clearly etched into Fang Yu's ears:

"Um"

Of course, Su Su's imagination was only deceiving herself.

Fang Yu showed Su Su the Qingjing Sutra out of sheer necessity.

Let's not even mention that Su Su had already overheard the contents of the Qingjing Jing outside the door.

Even if Su Su hadn't reported him, if Fang Yu hadn't sought Su Su's help, the skinny Taoist would have noticed his problem sooner or later.

Fang Yu watched Su Su leave, and was just about to close the door and go to sleep.

Su Su shouted again.

"The sect disciple competition will be held tomorrow. You and I will directly advance to the top 32. However, you've just entered the sect and haven't even reached the Qi Refining stage yet. I've heard about your conflict with someone who has connections within the sect. Master certainly won't stand up for you, so..."

At this moment, Su Su was not able to discern Fang Yu's cultivation level at a glance.

To put it bluntly, without using some underhanded methods, no one in the entire sect would know Fang Yu's cultivation level.

After offering a word of advice, Su Su hesitated, as if trying to save face for Fang Yu. After thinking for a moment, she shook her head and said directly, "But even if you forfeit the competition, you still have to go through the motions."

Fang Yu was furious. He kicked the door open and shouted back defiantly.

"Who said I was going to forfeit the match?"

"I fucking want to participate!"

"I'm beating up people who look down on me!"

"you"

Seeing that Fang Yu had said that, Su Su didn't know what else to say, so she sighed and went back to her room.

Fang Yu closed the door and rubbed the Qingjing Sutra hidden in his clothes.

You haven't even reached the Qi Refining stage?
My buddy's been training like crazy tonight!

(End of this chapter)