Cultivation: Starting with a Dual Cultivation Technique at the Immortal Rank

97: Chapter 97 Bingxin Asks the WayCountless female Disciples were desperate to enter Yifei Peak to work as handymen.

Regarding the surging winds and clouds of the outside world, Li Yifei, situated at the center of the storm, seemed completely oblivious.

At this moment, he stood atop the summit of Yifei Peak, overlooking the Qingyun Sect which had regained its vitality and vigor, a faint smile playing on his face.

A Golden Core Sect Master was merely the beginning.

With a Rank Four Killing Array, Li Yifei could become even more unscrupulous.

His gaze had already turned toward that Second Senior Sister, who was as cold and aloof as the summit of a snowy mountain.

It was time for the Profound Ice Palace to add another touch of gold.

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The grandeur and clamor of the Sect Assembly would eventually dissipate with time.

But the aftershocks it triggered transformed into turbulent waves in the heart of the Profound Ice Palace’s Second Senior Sister, Jade Purity Cold, that could not be calmed for a long time.

For two full days, she had shut herself inside a Quiet Room.

In the past, as long as she held her life-bound spiritual sword ”Frostfall,” her heart would be as calm as a still well, and her sword heart would be clear. But now, no matter how she breathed and regulated her Qi, or how she practiced her sword moves, the scenes from three days ago remained lingering in her mind.

It was the peerless elegance of Eldest Martial Sister Yun Ni Chang, draped in golden light and reigning over the world.

It was also the calm profile of the instigator, Li Yifei, looking indifferent as if everything was under his control under the gaze of the multitude.

The Golden Core Great Dao!

These four words were like a ten-thousand-foot mountain pressing down on the hearts of all Foundation Establishment Perfection Cultivators, so heavy that it made them breathless.

She, Jade Purity Cold, possessed stunning natural talent and was hailed as a once-in-a-century sword dao genius of the Profound Ice Palace, yet she was similarly trapped before this mountain, unable to advance even an inch.

And now, a seemingly absurd shortcut to the heavens, proven by facts, lay before her.

The price, however, was her arrogance as a Sword Cultivator, her pure and noble Dao Heart, and perhaps... everything she possessed as a woman.

“Clang!”

The Frostfall sword let out a mournful cry as she sheathed it.

Jade Purity Cold slowly opened her eyes; those eyes, like cold stars, were filled with unprecedented confusion and struggle.

She couldn’t go on like this.

If the heart is not at peace, the sword will not be at peace. Over time, let alone attempting to reach the Golden Core stage, her Dao Heart might become clouded, and her cultivation could even regress.

She took a deep breath and pushed open the door of the Quiet Room. The cold moonlight spilled onto her plain white dress, adding a touch of loneliness.

Without the slightest hesitation, her figure turned into a streak of light, flying toward the deepest part of the Profound Ice Palace, her Revered Master’s residence.

...

Deep within the Profound Ice Palace, inside the hall forged from Ten-thousand-year Profound Ice, cold mist swirled in silence.

Su Muxue remained seated cross-legged on the ice bed, her eyes slightly closed, as if she had completely merged with this world.

When Jade Purity Cold’s figure appeared at the entrance of the hall, she did not open her eyes, but her long eyelashes trembled imperceptibly.

“Revered Master, your Disciple has a matter to consult you on.” Jade Purity Cold bowed, her voice exceptionally clear in the empty hall, yet carrying a hint of a tremor she hadn’t noticed herself.

Su Muxue did not respond immediately. The hall fell into an extreme silence once more, with only the swirling cold mist flowing noiselessly.

This heavy silence was like an invisible mountain pressing on Jade Purity Cold’s heart, making her already chaotic thoughts even heavier.

After a long time, that voice, as cold as profound ice from beyond the heavens, finally spoke slowly.

“Speak.”

Just two words, devoid of any emotion, yet they made Jade Purity Cold’s heart suddenly tighten.

She parted her sexy red lips, as delicate as flower petals. The words she had prepared for so long were now as if frozen, and she couldn’t utter a single one.

How should she ask?

Ask if she should discard her dignity for the sake of the Great Dao?

Ask if she should follow the Eldest Martial Sister’s example and submit herself to that mysterious Junior Brother?

No matter which of these questions it was, they all made her feel immense shame and embarrassment.

Seeing her most prized Disciple’s hesitant and agonized state, Su Muxue still didn’t open her eyes, but her words were like the sharpest sword, instantly piercing through all of Jade Purity Cold’s pretenses.

“It’s for the Golden Core Great Dao, isn’t it?”

It wasn’t a question, but a statement.

Jade Purity Cold’s delicate body trembled as if her most secret thoughts had been seen through instantly. On her cold and beautiful face, the color drained away, leaving her pale.

She subconsciously lowered her head even further, her long eyelashes hiding the distress in her eyes.

“...Yes.”

She almost squeezed the word out from between her teeth, her voice as faint as a mosquito’s buzz.

Su Muxue said indifferently, “You actually already have the answer in your heart; why bother asking?”

These words caused Jade Purity Cold’s body to stiffen once more.

She snapped her head up, her eyes full of vacancy and confusion.

Do I have the answer? If I had the answer, why would I come here and endure such torment?

As if sensing her confusion, Su Muxue’s voice continued, carrying a hint of icy determination.

“If you must ask me, then I will give you a piece of advice.” She paused and said word by word, “And that is, do not go.”

“But, Revered Master...”

Jade Purity Cold blurted it out! Those words were full of urgency and unwillingness, even carrying a hint of pleading she hadn’t noticed. As soon as she spoke, she herself was stunned.

The hall fell back into silence.

This time, a blush of shame and indignation rose on Jade Purity Cold’s cheeks.

She understood.

Revered Master was right.

When her Revered Master said “do not go,” her first thought wasn’t “as expected,” but rather a strong resistance and rebuttal. This already explained everything.

Su Muxue seemed to sigh, or perhaps she didn’t. Her voice rose again, interrupting Jade Purity Cold’s thoughts. “You see, you have already made a decision in your heart.”

Jade Purity Cold bit her lower lip hard, her nails digging deep into her palms. She argued unwillingly, “But... in my heart, I feel like I can’t get past it. This act goes against my sword heart, I fear... I fear it will give birth to a Heart Demon.”

This was what she feared most. A Sword Cultivator cultivates a sword heart that is undaunted and pure. If she broke through in this manner, would her sword still be pure?

“Heart Demon?” In Su Muxue’s voice, there was finally a trace of a nearly imperceptible ripple, seeming like mockery, yet also like pity.

“If you lose this chance to attempt the Golden Core stage and watch your Lifespan run out and your path to the Dao be severed, will a Heart Demon not be born then?”

Her voice suddenly turned sharp, like two ice swords piercing straight into the depths of Jade Purity Cold’s Soul!

“Do you want a Golden Core after that?，Perhaps the inner demons can be gradually eradicated.；Or should we trap someone to death in the Foundation Establishment stage?，Never to be free，The inner demon of regret that ultimately turned into a handful of yellow earth？”

Boom!

These words were like a clap of thunder from the Nine Heavens, exploding in Jade Purity Cold’s mind!

She was completely stunned, her face deathly pale, her delicate body swaying.