Chapter One Hundred and Nine: Shattered Before Standing, Reborn Through Nirvana

In the main hall of the Demon Sect in the Holy Star City, Yun Ziqi lay weakly in the room. There was no one else in the room except for Jì Miè and Shen Yueru. Jì Miè was healing his injuries while Shen Yueru sat beside him, looking worried.

"Jì Miè, how is he?" This was already the seventh time Shen Yueru had asked Jì Miè.

"Madam, the Sect Master is fine," Jì Miè repeated his response.

After a long while, Jì Miè stood up and replied, "Madam, the Sect Master is fine now. He just needs some time to recuperate."

"Good." Shen Yueru watched as Yun Ziqi woke up, holding his cold hand and saying, "Yun Ziqi, are you alright?"

Yun Ziqi shook his head, then after a moment, asked, "Yueru, don't worry, I'm fine. Can you make me some porridge? I'm a bit hungry."

"Okay." Shen Yueru hurriedly ran out.

After Shen Yueru left for a moment, Yun Ziqi called out, "Jì Miè."

Jì Miè walked in and bowed, saying, "Sect Master."

"Help me up."

"Yes." Jì Miè slowly helped Yun Ziqi sit up, then stepped back to stand aside.

Yun Ziqi asked, "Jì Miè, how is Yun Chuxue now?"

"According to my knowledge, the guards on the city wall have increased. I believe Yun Chuxue is dead," replied Jì Miè.

"Dead?" Yun Ziqi was greatly surprised.

"Yes."

Yun Ziqi frowned and pondered for a moment before asking, "How are Shui Huo, the two elders?"

"They still need another month to recover."

"Alright, you may leave."

"Yes." After Jì Miè left, Yun Ziqi felt a mix of emotions, murmuring, "Yun Chuxue, how could you possibly be dead?"

Disappointment showed on Yun Ziqi's face as he looked out the window, feeling uneasy.

After a moment, Shen Yueru came in carrying a bowl of hot porridge. Seeing Yun Ziqi sitting up and staring out the window, she worriedly said, "Yun Ziqi, why are you up? You should rest properly."

As she spoke, she placed the porridge on the table beside the bed and moved to help him lie down.

Without waiting for Shen Yueru's reaction, Yun Ziqi forcefully kissed her.

At first, Shen Yueru wanted to resist, but fearing she might touch Yun Ziqi's wounds, her hand stopped in mid-air.

The two kissed for a long, long time. Yun Ziqi looked at Shen Yueru's shy face, a hint of joy appearing on his own face.

"What are you doing?" Shen Yueru blushed and asked.

"Nothing much, just feeling troubled."

"Have the porridge."

"Okay."

Yun Ziqi felt very happy now. When he was injured, having someone feed him porridge, could anything be happier than this?

A month passed quickly. During this month, Shen Yueru had been taking care of Yun Ziqi, sometimes forgetting to eat herself. Yun Ziqi felt a happiness he had never experienced before.

One day, Yun Ziqi finally could get up from bed. Because of his poor innate talent, his recovery was naturally slower.

Meanwhile, at the main camp of Qingyun Pass, Yuzi Xi sat expressionlessly beside Yun Chuxue's corpse, combing her hair. She had lost count of how many times she had done this.

She had become thinner. Many people tried to persuade her, but she ignored them, spending all her time in this tent. No one knew what she was doing inside.

In Yun Chuxue's spiritual sea, Mò Xi and the sword spirit were constantly repairing Yun Chuxue's spiritual sea.

Initially, her spiritual sea was completely shattered, lacking vitality and showing no signs of life.

After a month of restoration, Yun Chuxue's spiritual sea had been completely repaired. Mò Xi could sense that Yun Chuxue's eight spiritual bodies were no longer present. She couldn't absorb spiritual energy anymore, but the sword spirit pointed to the magic pool where magic power was stored.

Mò Xi walked over and was shocked to find that the magic pool was continuously generating magic power. "How is this possible? Magic power is scarce on this continent. Why is there magic power stored here?" With doubt in her mind, Mò Xi quietly slipped away from Yun Chuxue's body and appeared in the sky.

She used her spiritual sense to probe if there was any magic power on the continent. After sweeping across the entire Tianling Continent, she found no traces of magic power. Just as Mò Xi was about to give up, a thought occurred to her. "Why don't I use magic power instead of spiritual sense?"

Mò Xi invoked the tiny amount of magic power on Yun Chuxue's body and used it to explore. As expected, magic power was everywhere. Because of the presence of spiritualists on the Tianling Continent, the intensity of spiritual energy in the world had decreased, disrupting the balance and allowing magic power to thrive over spiritual energy.

"I can infuse magic power into Yun Chuxue, accelerate her physical recovery, and then use magic power to guide spiritual energy into the spiritual pool. That's the plan."

Afterward, Mò Xi created an invisible array thousands of miles away from Qingyun Pass so that Yun Chuxue's absorption of magic power wouldn't be detected by others.

Once the array was activated, Mò Xi quietly returned to Yun Chuxue's body.

In the spiritual sea, Mò Xi was helping Yun Chuxue absorb magic power. The magic power surged crazily into Yun Chuxue's body, unnoticed by Yuzi Xi or anyone else at Qingyun Pass.

Half a year later, Mò Xi had helped Yun Chuxue absorb all the magic power within a thousand miles, but Yun Chuxue's body still lacked color.

On that day, Yuzi Xi wrote a note and placed it on Yun Chuxue's left hand before leaving. The note read, "Mother, I will avenge you. Wait for me."

She had just learned that the Demon Sect had amassed a large army outside the city. She had to go out and fight. This time, no one could stop her. She had to avenge Yun Chuxue.

After Yuzi Xi left, Yun Chuxue's right hand moved slightly.

Mò Xi saw that the magic pool was already full, and Yun Chuxue's magic realm had reached the pinnacle of the second rank. However, the spiritual pool was still lacking.

Cooperating with the sword spirit, Mò Xi was replenishing spiritual energy for Yun Chuxue. They tried to see if Yun Chuxue could absorb spiritual energy without a spiritual body, and indeed, she could, and at a very fast rate.

Mò Xi sighed, "Shattered before standing, reborn through Nirvana."

An hour later, Yun Chuxue had regained her color. She woke up in the spiritual sea, seeing Mò Xi and the sword spirit beside her. "Mò Xi?"

"Yun Chuxue, you're finally awake. I thought you were dead."

"I remember after the battle, I used up all my spiritual power to fight Yun Ziqi, then I knew nothing." Mò Xi recounted everything that happened since Yun Chuxue's awakening, explaining how Yuzi Xi had been by her side the whole time.

Yun Chuxue felt a bit disheartened and slowly said, "This time, I won't let Xixi down."

Feeling the changes in her body, she was surprised to find that all her wounds were healed, and her strength had increased further.

"I have no spiritual body, why can I still absorb spiritual energy?"

"You have broken free from the constraints of the spiritual body, so your strength naturally grows." Yun Chuxue sensed the changes in her body and realized she had reached the second-rank realm.

"Thank you."

"No need to thank me. Now, go back. The outside world still needs your help."

"Okay." Yun Chuxue emerged from the spiritual sea, opened her eyes slightly, and stretched her body. Changing into clean clothes, she suddenly saw a note. Upon reading it, her face darkened, and she disappeared in an instant.