Chapter 276
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Chapter 276: Eyes
From the depths of the Heart of Immortals and Demons erupted a stream of pure spiritual energy so refined it could directly transform into true qi without further processing.
Ye Yun felt joy as this energy surpassed all previous ones in magnitude. Absorbing it would restore most of his depleted true qi, and after brief adjustments, he could fully recover.
But just as he prepared to convert the energy, thunderous explosions roared in his mind. Golden light blazed, nearly knocking him unconscious.
“Is the dream scene repeating?” Excitement surged—each appearance of the golden-armored warrior had granted him power boosts and mental fortification.
Yet he felt conflicted. While the Cleansing Immortal Heart Technique strengthened his body and spirit, it demanded proportional growth in true qi to maintain equilibrium for cultivation breakthroughs. Stronger foundations meant harder progress, but greater rewards—a bittersweet cycle.
To his shock, the golden light revealed neither warriors nor shattered landscapes, nor mysterious cultivators. Instead, he saw…
A pair of eyes.
Crystal-clear eyes brimming with Childlike Innocence, flawless as a newborn’s—utterly untouched by worldly taint. They hovered in his mind, watching silently.
Under that gaze, Ye Yun’s thoughts stilled. Heaven and earth merged into harmony—no violence, no sorrow, only serene unity. He felt cradled in a mother’s arms, too languid to move.
Time lost meaning—a day? A millennium? Gradually, the golden eyes dimmed until they vanished completely.
Ye Yun awoke to find his true qi fully restored. Even the exhausted Thunder Spirit Qi and other exotic energies had replenished, now richer than before.
Most crucially, his body and true qi had regained their subtle balance. He’d soon attempt the fourth level of Qi refining. Those eyes! How could mere eyes achieve this?
The infant-like gaze had granted profound enlightenment—renewed strength, a faint connection to nature’s flow. While the heightened sensitivity to spiritual energy faded, his sharpened awareness remained.
Unbothered, Ye Yun focused on preparing for the Soul-Cutting Mountains’ trials. His eyes snapped open, a glimmer flashing within.
“Ye Yun! You’re awake!” Su Ling rushed over.
He caught her, brushing her cheek before rising.
“Your true qi… recovered completely?” Su Yinxue stared, her sword glinting.
“Yes.”
“Impossible! Less than an hour!” Her astonishment mirrored Duan Chenfeng and Yu Minghong’s stunned expressions.
“Monstrous! Exhausted to empty, yet restored this fast?” Duan Chenfeng muttered.
Yu Minghong’s admiration deepened—Ye Yun kept defying expectations.
“Why the fuss?” Su Ling shrugged. “Haven’t you learned by now? Freakishness is his norm.”
Su Yinxue shook her head, gaze lingering wordlessly on Ye Yun.
“What should we do now?” Duan Chenfeng blurted out loudly, his brief astonishment already fading.
“Now that I’ve regained my strength, we shouldn’t linger here. This place is unpredictable—we’ll move cautiously,” Ye Yun said after a moment’s thought.
“We’ll follow your lead,” Duan Chenfeng replied with a casual shrug.
“Shall we keep moving forward, then?” Su Yinxue asked.
Ye Yun paused, gazing into the distance before answering slowly, “I suspect something unexpected lies beneath the sealed mountain now that the True Fire Flying Lion has departed. Let’s backtrack to investigate.”
Su Yinxue and Duan Chenfeng exchanged uneasy glances. Returning meant risking another encounter with the fearsome spirit beast.
Noticing their hesitation, Ye Yun reassured them, “The lion won’t return soon. The other spirit beasts scattered after breaking free from the seal—they’ll avoid this cursed place. Without their leader, they pose no threat.”
“That makes sense,” Su Yinxue conceded, her experience acknowledging the logic.
“But what if we face swarms of lesser spirit beasts?” Yu Minghong fretted, brow creased.
Ye Yun chuckled. “If anything valuable remained, the lion wouldn’t have left. The beasts have fled—trust me, the path is clear.”
“Your call,” Duan Chenfeng shrugged, indifferent.
Su Ling nodded silently, her unwavering faith in Ye Yun radiating calm.
“Then we move quickly,” Ye Yun decided, grasping Su Ling’s hand. “Others might beat us to any treasures in the Soul-Cutting Mountains.”
The group surged forward openly, abandoning stealth. While Ye Yun and Su Yinxue could’ve crossed the hundred-li distance swiftly, they slowed to match Duan Chenfeng and Yu Minghong’s pace—the journey took roughly an incense stick’s burning time.
They arrived at a collapsed mountain encircling a vast pit. The crater stretched hundreds of zhang wide, its glassy stone walls plunging into unfathomable darkness.
“Now what?” Su Yinxue whispered, studying the perilous drop.
Ye Yun’s response died on his lips as his head snapped up. “Hide!” he hissed, dragging Su Ling behind rubble.
Five figures crouched just as heads emerged across the pit. “Lan Yue Peak disciples,” Su Yinxue identified.
More movement revealed Murong Wuhen’s group. Then a woman’s silhouette materialized atop the debris—Jun Ruolan, her cultivation level still intimidating years after their first trial. Her graceful figure scaling the stone cliffs remained etched in Ye Yun’s memory.
“Seems we’re all here,” Murong Wuhen announced from his perch, voice carrying across the chasm.
