Hidden Perils of Ying Wuji’s Cultivation Method

After purchasing the spicy strips and cola, Gu Yunxi and Jiang Wanshang didn't consume them immediately.

Firstly, they had no idea what these mysterious items would taste like.

Secondly, they regarded them as valuable life-saving resources. How could they waste such precious items so casually?

Several minutes passed, signaling it was time to enjoy their instant noodles.

As they lifted the lids, an intoxicating aroma of wheat mixed with potent spiritual energy wafted up, filling the air.

The rich fragrance instantly ignited their appetites, their mouths watering at the tantalizing scent.

Having never encountered food that required nothing more than hot water to prepare, they found the concept fascinating.

Holding the disposable forks in their hands, they fumbled awkwardly with the unfamiliar utensils at first.

But as soon as they took their first bites of the noodles, all hesitation vanished.

The sound of enthusiastic slurping echoed in the room.

Moments later, the two had polished off the noodles, leaving not even a drop of the soup behind.

After all, how could they waste a broth infused with vitality spring water?

Their bodies now felt invigorated, their perceptions of the surrounding spiritual energy significantly heightened. Everything seemed sharper and more vivid, and their sensitivity to the aura of heaven and earth had multiplied several times over.

This, they realized, was the secret to dramatically increasing their cultivation speed.

After a brief farewell, they hurriedly left the store.

An hour of tenfold cultivation speed was not something they were about to squander.

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"Yunxi, Wanshang, why are you rushing back in such a hurry?"

At Drunken Moon Pavilion, Murong Haitang, noticing their urgency, called out to the two girls in confusion.

"Teacher, nothing's wrong! We're heading back to practice!"

"Don't worry about us, Teacher. Please, carry on!"

The two spoke almost simultaneously before darting off, leaving Murong Haitang staring after their retreating figures.

Murong Haitang blinked in bewilderment.

She knew her students well. When they'd heard they were traveling to Nine Stars City, they'd been thrilled, eager for a break from the monotony of university life.

But their current behavior didn't match her expectations at all.

Though Gu Yunxi and Jiang Wanshang came from noble families, they seemed suddenly driven, throwing themselves into cultivation with an enthusiasm she hadn't seen before.

"I didn't expect Yunxi and Wanshang to be so committed to their practice," Murong Haitang mused, shaking her head with a smile. "I should use this as motivation to push the other students harder."

Next to her, Ying Wuji stood silently, his expression impassive.

Murong Haitang wasn't bothered by Ying Wuji's demeanor. She was clearly accustomed to his stoic personality.

At Soaring Cloud Academy, Ying Wuji's cold and indifferent nature was well-known.

However, very few people knew the underlying reason for his aloofness.

It was the fault of his cultivation method.

Ying Wuji's technique consumed the vitality of his body as the price for advancement.

By the time Ying Wuji realized the flaw in his cultivation method, it was far too late to abandon it.

Abandoning the method would mean destroying his cultivation base entirely.

It was an unbearable cost, one he couldn't afford to pay.

Thus, Ying Wuji was left with no choice but to continue practicing the flawed method.

As his strength grew, so too did the vitality his body required.

To compensate, Ying Wuji had dedicated himself entirely to cultivation, becoming a near-obsessive martial artist. He paid no attention to anything outside his path.

"Don't worry," Murong Haitang said after a brief hesitation. "According to the academy's intelligence, the ancient ruins opening soon may contain something that can restore vitality."

Ying Wuji's expression remained unmoved, showing no hint of excitement or hope.

He knew better than anyone how rare items that restored vitality were. Each time one appeared, it sparked a bloodbath.

This time, the opening of the ancient ruins would undoubtedly draw countless powerful cultivators. He could only prepare himself for the storm to come.