Cultivation Begins with Daily Intelligence Reports

216: Do not take credit”Pure Yang Expelling Evil Fire, go!”

Vice President Gu Yue snorted coldly, flicked his finger, and a lychee-sized, blazing white Pure Yang flame shot out.

Like a meteor chasing the moon, it carried a majestic righteous Qi that purified all evil, heading straight for the third Ninth Layer of Qi Refining Demonic Cultivator.

That Demonic Cultivator evidently knew the power of this pill and dared not take it head-on. With a strange cry, he awkwardly dodged backward, and the several streams of foul demonic light he unleashed collided with the flame.

They were instantly incinerated and purified, emitting sizzling sounds and a foul stench.

This sudden attack was perfectly coordinated!

The combined attack formation that the Demonic Cultivators relied on was forcibly torn apart and disintegrated by this thunderous strike within mere breaths.

The leading Demonic Cultivator was both shocked and enraged. He stared intently at Feng Xixi, sensing her unfathomable cultivation and extremely pure ice-elemental spiritual power.

He knew that it would be impossible to gain any advantage today, let alone complete the mission.

He made a decisive choice, letting out a sharp cry: ”The wind is strong! Retreat! Report to the Holy Emissary, there are powerful enemies interfering!”

The few Demonic Cultivators were well-trained. Upon hearing this, they immediately abandoned their attack, and a dense bloody light erupted from their bodies simultaneously, their figures becoming blurry and distorted.

They unhesitatingly performed the costly Blood Escape technique, transforming into several dazzling streaks of blood and fleeing rapidly in different directions, attempting to split up their pursuers.

”Trying to leave? Leave one behind!”

Feng Xixi’s Phoenix eyes flashed with killing intent. How could she let them escape so easily, especially wanting to capture one alive for interrogation?

She waved her jade hand, and the tip of her ice soul cold light sword pointed at a blood streak that was fleeing slightly slower. A more condensed and faster ice-blue Sword Qi arrived later but struck first.

It instantly traversed space, about to freeze and capture him.

However, a hint of insane resolve and fanaticism towards the so-called ”Holy Sect” flashed in the eyes of the locked-on Demonic Cultivator. He unhesitatingly reversed his escape technique, and his entire body suddenly swelled up like an inflated balloon.

”For the glory of the Holy Sect! Netherworld forever!” A shrill, distorted roar echoed through the Chaotic Stone Beach.

”Be careful! He’s going to self-detonate his Demonic Essence!” Shopkeeper Shui Sheng exclaimed in alarm, her voice tinged with urgency.

Feng Xixi reacted extremely quickly. Her sword momentum instantly shifted from pursuit and capture to absolute defense. The ice soul cold light sword drew a perfect arc in front of her.

Vast ice-elemental spiritual power surged out, instantly condensing into an incredibly thick giant ice shield carved with profound ice patterns, firmly protecting her and Lin Jingyu and the others behind her.

”Boom!”

A deafening explosion suddenly erupted!

The Demonic Cultivator’s body exploded into a dense, foul-smelling bloody mist. Violent and chaotic Demonic Essence mixed with flesh fragments and malevolent Yin Qi.

Like a bursting dam, it violently slammed into the crystal-clear ice shield, emitting a grating creak and sending ice shards flying.

Although the vast majority of the self-detonation’s power was easily blocked by Feng Xixi, there was clearly no one left alive. The remaining Demonic Cultivators took this Opportunity, using the energy turbulence generated by the self-detonation as interference.

Their speed increased by another third, and they completely vanished into the depths of the dim chaotic stones and withered trees, leaving behind only a few lingering wisps of bloody evil Qi.

Feng Xixi dispersed the ice shield, her expression slightly cold, her jade-like Face covered in a layer of frost.

The ruthlessness and resolve of these Demonic Cultivators, as well as their fanaticism towards the so-called ”Holy Sect,” far surpassed ordinary Loose Cultivator demonic disciples. Behind them, there must be a vast, well-organized force with evil beliefs.

This raised her vigilance to the highest point.

Silence temporarily returned to the Chaotic Stone Beach, with only the lingering smell of blood, Demonic Qi residue, and the burnt scent of energy collisions permeating the air.

Mixed with the dead and decaying smell of the Secret Realm itself, it formed an extremely uncomfortable atmosphere.

Feng Xixi moved with light steps, walking to Xu Li, who had completely collapsed from exhaustion due to the backlash from his self-detonation being forcibly interrupted by external force.

She naturally knew about this Sword Dao Genius, whose reputation had soared in the Qinglan Sect in recent years.

She knelt down, extended her slender jade fingers, and gently placed them on Xu Li’s cold wrist.

A trace of pure, gentle, yet cool spiritual power carefully entered his body, meticulously examining his injuries.

The more she probed, the tighter her delicate brows furrowed.

Xu Li’s internal condition was much worse than it appeared. Many of his Meridians were fractured, like a violently torn spiderweb, and his Dantian Qi Sea was on the verge of depletion, even showing subtle cracks.

Feng Xixi no longer hesitated. From her Storage Ring, she took out a warm, jade-like white jade bottle emitting a faint chill, its body carved with complex spirit-preserving runes.

She pulled out the stopper, which was sealed with a spirit talisman, and immediately, a refreshing medicinal fragrance, containing vast life energy, diffused.

It instantly dispelled the foul aura in a small area around them, making everyone nearby feel refreshed, as if after a long drought, a sweet rain had fallen.

”This is... a Six Revolutions Soul-Restoring Pill!”

Shopkeeper Shui Sheng’s beautiful eyes flashed with surprise and understanding, and she murmured with emotion.

She recognized this pill. It was a sacred healing medicine of High Grade, Second Tier, extremely difficult to refine, requiring only rare medicinal ingredients. Its efficacy was said to be able to bring the dead back to life and regrow flesh on white bones.

It had miraculous effects in stabilizing the Divine Soul and repairing damage to the Dao Foundation, especially in counteracting Demonic Qi erosion, with significant results.

Even Foundation Establishment Cultivators regarded it as a treasure, yet Feng Xixi unhesitatingly took it out for a Cultivator she had just saved, with whom she had no close relationship. This courage and kindness were moving.

Feng Xixi’s expression remained unchanged, as if she had merely taken out an ordinary Medicinal Pill.

She carefully used spiritual power to extract a lychee-sized, perfectly round Medicinal Pill, glowing with a soft green luster and a faint white light. The surface of the pill seemed to have faint, flowing pill patterns, indicating its extraordinary nature. She used spiritual power to support it, gently sending the Medicinal Pill into Xu Li’s mouth, and continuously infused pure spiritual power to help him dissolve the medicinal properties.

The pill melted upon entering his mouth, transforming into a gentle yet powerful warm current full of vitality, like sweet spring water flowing over a dry riverbed.

It rapidly surged into Xu Li’s limbs, bones, internal organs, and damaged Meridians and Dantian. His pale Face visibly regained a trace of color.

His weak, thread-like breath also gradually became steady and strong, and his body no longer trembled violently from pain.

Although still extremely weak and the Demonic Qi not completely cleared, he had at least escaped the danger of immediate death, and even more commendably, his cultivation Foundation was preserved.

Xu Shousheng, on the other side, was unconscious, but his condition was much better than Xu Li’s.

He was slowly recovering.

Xu Li’s heavy eyelids fluttered a few times, and he painstakingly opened them.

His vision gradually cleared from blurriness, and he saw Feng Xixi, who was peerlessly beautiful and had a cold yet somewhat concerned demeanor.

The daze of surviving a catastrophe and immense gratitude instantly surged into his heart. His throat bobbed, and he struggled to support himself with his arm to bow and express thanks.

”Fellow Daoist Xu Mou, do not move rashly.”

Feng Xixi gently pressed his shoulder, her voice clear as jade, yet carrying a reassuring strength.

”Your injuries are extremely severe, and the Demonic Qi that entered your body has already damaged your Foundation. Although the Six Revolutions Soul-Restoring Pill can stabilize your vitality and repair some damage,

The subsequent complete removal of Demonic Qi, warming and nourishing your Meridians, and repairing your Dao Foundation will not be achieved in a single day. At this moment, you need to calm your mind and guide the medicinal power. Any strenuous movement could cause the Demonic Qi to backlash again.”

”Many... many thanks, Shopkeeper Feng... for the pill... for saving my life... Xu Mou... Xu Mou...”

Xu Li’s voice was still hoarse and dry, and every word seemed to pull at the pain in his body, but the gratitude in his eyes was utterly sincere.

If not for her timely arrival and willingness to use such a Spirit Pill today, he would have already perished.

Feng Xixi shook her head slightly, her gaze turning to Lin Jingyu, and she spoke in a flat yet meaningful tone:

”Fellow Daoist Xu Mou, if you wish to express thanks, perhaps the one you should thank most is Young Friend Lin. If he had not keenly sensed the anomaly here and insisted on investigating, we would not have arrived so coincidentally and timely.”

Xu Li’s gaze, guided by Feng Xixi, slowly and with difficulty turned, finally landing on Lin Jingyu. When he clearly saw Lin Jingyu’s young yet already steady and resolute Face,

His eyes were filled with disbelief, shock, and complex emotions:

”Lin... Young Friend Lin? It’s actually you...!”

He naturally recognized Lin Jingyu, the youth who, at the entrance of Lin Family Village at the foot of Mount Taihang, had resisted his Sword Intent pressure with only Qi Refining Mid-Stage cultivation. His unwavering Heart-Nature had even caught Xu Li’s attention, prompting him to extend an invitation.

At the time, he merely felt that this child had an extraordinary Dao Heart and was a promising talent, perhaps destined to be brought into the Qinglan Sect in the future. Yet, he never expected that in such a short time,

It was this youth who, in some unknown way, played a crucial role, bringing in rescuers and pulling him back from the brink of death at the very last moment before his Dao perished from self-detonation.

This stroke of luck, this debt of gratitude, was truly immense!

”Fellow Daoist Xu Mou, you overstate it.”

Lin Jingyu quickly stepped forward, cupped his hands in a bow, his tone sincere yet respectful.

”Junior merely happened to be here and noticed unusual energy fluctuations, feeling uneasy, so I reported it to Shopkeeper Feng to investigate.

It was Shopkeeper Feng and the Seniors who truly repelled the Demonic Cultivators and treated Fellow Daoist. It is only right to help a Fellow Daoist in danger; there is no need to dwell on it.

The most important thing now is to recuperate with peace of mind and recover your strength.”

His words were appropriate. He explained the situation while attributing the credit to Feng Xixi and the Alliance members, appearing humble and declining credit, giving ample Face to all the experts present.

For Xu Li, he only needed a favor, not to take all the credit.

Feng Xixi secretly nodded at Lin Jingyu’s response. This child not only had outstanding talent and Opportunity, but his Heart-Nature was also quite steady and mature, knowing when to advance and retreat, and understanding propriety.