Madam, please ascend.

Chapter 204 Bai Wuyi

Since returning to the court, Su Qing has been busy with government affairs all day long and has long neglected his spiritual practice.

Seeing the sad look on her face, Yun Yi felt a little sorry for her, as she no longer had the high-spirited look she had before. He took the initiative to talk about the many problems he had encountered in alchemy recently and wanted to ask for her advice.

When Su Qing heard this, her face lit up and she urged Yun Yi to quickly take out the medicinal materials for the alchemy furnace.

Only then did Su Qing turn back into the gentle woman she once was. She was a few years older than Yun Yi, and her every move had a "sister next door" vibe that made people feel at ease.

Yun Yi pretended to listen to the class attentively, but in fact he did not encounter any difficult problems in alchemy at all, so he secretly looked at Su Qing.

Her eyes and brows are like ink washed by mist and rain, always shrouded in a soft, misty warmth. Most captivating of all are the dimples on her face, which only appear when she purses her lips or smiles, evoking the aroma of aged wine.

When she was in Fuyao Sect, Su Qing always wore ordinary disciple uniforms, and often wore an apron and a headscarf, dressing like a cook.

Now that she was back in the palace, she could no longer dress as she pleased. She wore a pale blue skirt, the hem of which was embroidered with hundreds of butterflies and flowers, plain yet elegant.

The key point is that Su Qing has an excellent figure, like a slender fruit, but her loose coat makes her look unremarkable.

I wonder how many disciples in the Fuyao Sect will be charmed by this outfit.

Regardless of gender, all the disciples of Fuyao Sect admire Senior Sister Su.

A woman as gentle as her is rare in the world. A disciple once praised her privately, saying: Last time when Senior Sister Su handed me the medicine bowl, I accidentally touched my fingertips, and my pain was mostly healed at that time.

It can even be said that when Meng Fan died at the hands of Song Xinci, none of his disciples held a grudge and shouted for revenge on the witch.

But if something happens to Su Qing, I'm afraid everyone in the Fuyao Sect will be mobilized to seek justice for her.

When Yun Yi thought about how the now beloved Senior Sister Su had left Fuyao Sect, and how the disciples would surely beat their chests and stamp their feet, and howl to the sky, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Su Qing said angrily: "You are distracted again!"

Yun Yi quickly apologized: "It just suddenly occurred to me that without you, Senior Sister Su, the Fuyao Sect must be filled with resentment."

Speaking of his master, Su Qing's eyes were filled with attachment: "I don't know how Master and the others are doing..."

Yun Yi suddenly had an idea: "Hey, I suddenly thought of someone, maybe we can ask him to come to Daxia to help."

"Who?"

"Boyo!"

Thinking of the sword maniac who loved swords like his life, Su Qing raised his eyebrows: "That's a solution. With more helpers in the Return to Void Realm, I can do some things more freely."

Yun Yi added, "The key is that he feels uncomfortable being idle all day. It would be better for him to go down to the world and stretch his muscles."

Su Qing decided to send a message to Fuyao Sect the next day, asking Bo Yue to come down the mountain to help. The two of them discussed the art of alchemy for a long time. Now that he had reached the Return to Void Realm, he could try some of the recipes that had been ineffective before.

Before we knew it, we were chatting from night till dawn.

Yun Yi stood up to say goodbye. Although Su Qing wanted to keep him, he knew that now was not the time to lose his temper, so he could only send him away reluctantly.

After this separation, I don’t know when we will meet again.

Compared to Su Qing, Yun Yi was actually more moved.

Because he stayed in the world of the painting for three whole years.

Although he devoted himself to sword practice during the past three years, he often missed the time he spent in Fuyao Sect.

Fortunately, those who practice Taoism have a long lifespan, and there will always be a day when we meet again.

……

In a hidden cave within the Tiancan Sect, countless crescent-shaped bubbles floated on the surface of a pool of blood, each reflecting the smiling faces of young boys and girls. It was unknown how many innocent lives were contained within these bubbles.

Bai Wuyi sat cross-legged in the middle of the blood pool. His skin began to peel off, revealing the silver-blue meridians underneath, which glowed like stars under the moonlight.

Five shadows were guarding him, and their expressions varied when they saw the strange sight.

A full moon appeared faintly behind Bai Wuyi, but he didn't like this perfect image, so he used his spiritual power to repeatedly hit the moon, making a hole in it.

Qianji was quite impressed by this. The Second Sect Master, as a Hedao Realm cultivator, was indeed extraordinary. The Tiancan Sect's cultivation methods were based on their imperfections, yet they yearned for perfection.

But Bai Wuyi is just the opposite. He has clearly succeeded in merging with the Dao and could have achieved perfection, but he insists on creating imperfections.

The Way of Heaven is to reduce the excess and replenish the deficiency. What he cultivated was that "deficiency".

Incompleteness is also the great way!

"Crack!"

As a corner of the full moon behind Bai Wuyi collapsed, the blood pool began to boil and a whirlpool was faintly formed.

Seeing this, the shadows threw all the offerings they had prepared in advance into the pool of blood. Suddenly, children's songs were sung in the room, which were pure and innocent, and seemed out of place with the weirdness of the blood pool.

"It's not enough..." Bai Wuyi's throat made a sound like sandpaper rubbing against each other.

Upon hearing this, the five shadows cut their wrists and let their blood drip into the pool.

The vortex in the center of the blood pool suddenly stopped, and Bai Wuyi's spine exploded one by one, with blue-black mist spewing out from every bone gap.

And a scene suddenly emerged from the mist, which was the scene where Bai Wuyi had his fingers cut off by Song Xinci.

Back then, he and Song Xinci were both in the Return to Void Realm. As the senior, he was naturally in the late stage, but Song Xinci was just a young girl who had just entered the Return to Void Realm.

But in this battle with a huge disparity in strength, in the end Song Xinci was unharmed while Bai Wuyi lost a finger.

This incident became Bai Wuyi's inner demon from then on. Even when he achieved the Dao, Song Xinci was still his inner demon.

If the Grand Master had not sacrificed his life to protect the Dao, Bai Wuyi would never have been able to succeed in achieving the Dao, and death at the hands of his inner demon would have been his only fate.

After achieving the Dao, Bai Wuyi acted much more low-key in order to consolidate his cultivation, and never sought revenge on Song Xinci.

This "Crescent Moon Swallowing Stars Art" is the unrevealed secret of the Tiancan Sect. It can be used to make up for the wounds left behind when he merged with the Dao, and even turn that regret into a great opportunity to improve his cultivation.

He heard that Song Xinci survived the disaster and entered the Hedao realm, so he was eager to fight and just wanted to have another battle with her.

Unfortunately, his brother has always prevented him from challenging Song Xinci. Although he said that he was afraid of damaging the harmony of the Demon Sect, he was actually worried that his brother would die at the hands of Song Xinci.

As for the treasure of the Hehuan Sect, he didn't care.

Bai Wuyi finally absorbed all the spiritual power in the blood pool, and the black mist finally condensed into the shape of a woman holding a sword.

He pointed a finger at the black fog, and the figure of "Song Xinci" instantly disappeared.

The shadows said respectfully, "Congratulations to the Second Sect Master on achieving his divine power!"

Bai Wuyi snorted coldly, unconcerned. His face now resembled ancient jade corroded by moonlight, pale with a bluish-gray tint.

The left side of his face was covered with dark silver runes from his brow bone to his jaw. His narrow and long phoenix eyes should have been full of affection, but instead, there was a half-moon of blood embedded in his pupils.

He had loose white hair and looked like a half-human, half-ghost, with his heart filled with the obsession of killing Song Xinci with his own hands.

(End of this chapter)