CHAPTER 202: CHAPTER 201: YELLOW SPRINGS CORPSE POISON (FIRST UPDATE, PLEASE SUBSCRIBE)

Activating the escape technique, traversing through the void at incredible speed.

A few breaths later, he was thousands of miles away.

At the foot of a mountain, Liu Ruming activated a secret technique, concealing his own aura and perfectly merging with the surroundings.

Putting down Ye Xuanji, he also coughed and spat out a mouthful of poisoned blood.

The originally formidable aura suddenly weakened, no longer as powerful as before.

"Cough cough, thank you. If not for your intervention, I would have certainly perished in the human tribulation!" Liu Ruming smiled and said, "The human tribulation is over, only the heavenly tribulation remains. The heavenly tribulation is actually the simplest; with twenty years of preparation, I could overcome the catastrophe and attain the Golden Core!"

"This is what I should do!" Lu Xuanji smiled and said, "If it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t have been schemed against!"

"This has nothing to do with you!"

Liu Ruming smiled and said, "Human tribulation is unpredictable; even if you avoid this one, there will be another. All other tribulations can be avoided or dispelled, but the human tribulation cannot be evaded; the more you avoid it, the fiercer it becomes. As for you, using a secret technique to step into the Ninth-Layer of the Purple Mansion, slaying the Demon Monarch of Xumi, no wonder the master values you so highly!"

"It was just luck!"

Recalling that moment of confrontation, Lu Xuanji commented, "Whether it’s combat technique or timing, the Demon Monarch of Xumi was above me. His only mistake was underestimating me, underestimating the power of the Elemental Magnetic Celestial Saber. My True Essence was limited, allowing only one strike. If he had used a body technique to dodge that strike, I would have been exhausted by then. Victory would have been his!"

"But he chose to activate the Yellow Springs Demon Palm, facing the elemental magnetic strike head-on!"

"It wasn’t carelessness, but the arrogance of the strong. If facing a strong opponent, choosing to dodge can be justified; but against a weaker one, choosing to dodge is something his heart simply couldn’t bear!" Liu Ruming said, "A strong person can fail, but they cannot lose confidence. When doubt in their own blade arises, doubt in themselves emerges, and their spirit wavers, can they still be called strong?"

Lu Xuanji was speechless, changing the topic, he asked, "Whose was that golden hand?"

"That golden hand is a magical treasure. It’s said that a Hall Master of the Yellow Springs Demon Sect refined a Nascent Soul hand, turning it into a top-tier Fourth Grade magical treasure, capable of bearing some of the Golden Core cultivator’s power!" Liu Ruming said, "This time the Demon Cultivation from Yue Country could infiltrate deep into Chu Country and ambush us, indicating there’s a big figure acting as an inside agent... Killing me was secondary; the key was to use me to interfere with the master’s breakthrough into Nascent Soul."

"My death would only be a small matter, but if it affects the master’s crossing the threshold, it would be a significant bad thing."

"Will those demon cultivators come after us?"

Lu Xuanji asked.

"No. During the ambush, there was a Golden Core demon cultivator presiding over the Celestial Secret Platform, disrupting the celestial secrets, which led to my blood rush subsiding, and a lapse in the crisis response, which allowed them to succeed! But after that battle, the aura of the great battle has already leaked out, known to some Golden Core great cultivators in Chu Country!"

"If they do not wish to be surrounded, they can only retreat a thousand miles away after missing a single strike and hide themselves!"

Liu Ruming said, then coughed again, "No more talking, I need to heal!"

Saying this, he sat beside and began to heal.

Lu Xuanji also coughed, entering healing mode.

The power brought by the Mad Demon Talisman began to dissipate, falling from the Ninth-Layer of the Purple Mansion to the Eighth-Layer, all the way down to the second layer of the Purple Mansion.

Cultivation was declining, and his heart felt empty.

The sense of loss was indescribable.

All people are like this, able to rise but unable to fall, able to win but unable to lose.

Once high and mighty Immortals, once fallen into the mundane world, the despairing environment is enough to shatter one’s mental realm, plunging into madness; a genius undefeated in life once encountering a certain defeat might become entirely devastated, thoroughly collapsing.

Suppressing the agitation within, Lu Xuanji coughed once more.

Not only had his cultivation fallen back to the second layer of the Purple Mansion, but the sense of weakness also surrounded his body, as if he experienced a great illness.

Sickness like a cold only existed in memories of past lives.

In this life, during childhood, he had the care of his parents; after growing up and cultivating immortality, he was not afflicted by any illness, not feeling sick anymore.

At this moment, feeling the body’s weakness, even an ordinary Purple Mansion Cultivator, or even a Ninth-Layer Foundation Establishment cultivator could easily kill him.

"Cough cough!"

Lu Xuanji coughed again, his body shaking, his arm trembling.

He took out a Nirvana Pill and swallowed it directly.

The medicinal power of the Nirvana Pill began to be digested, forming a faint Nirvana fire inside and outside the body, working with Heaven Mending Qi to repair the injuries, gradually recovering his wounds.

But suddenly, a stream of yellow energy surged within his body, clashing with the Nirvana fire, extinguishing it.

The yellow energy continued to circulate within, constantly corroding the essence blood, the yellow energy increasing, and the injuries not only did not improve but expanded slightly.

Pfft!

Lu Xuanji coughed again, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood.

At this time, Liu Ruming also coughed, the expelled blood containing stench, the injury not improving but aggravating.

"Cough cough, I still underestimated the Yellow Springs Corpse Poison!" Liu Ruming said, "Yellow Springs Corpse Poison is one of the strange poisons of the Demon Dao, able to continuously erode a cultivator’s essence blood, constantly strengthening the physical body, quite troublesome, even troubling to Golden Core cultivators, let alone us..."

"Why not ask Purple Sun Mountain for help?"

Lu Xuanji suggested, "Purple Sun Mountain is full of experts; if someone were to come to retrieve us..."

"No way!"

Liu Ruming flatly refused, "The master is attacking the Nascent Soul, and Purple Sun Mountain is on high alert at this time, with many demon cultivators and demon cultivators eyeing it covetously. This attack on us is also aimed to draw the tiger away from the mountain, causing a gap in Purple Sun Mountain’s defense!"

"But you are the esteemed disciple of Elder Jin!"

Lu Xuanji said.

"I am not, I am merely the master’s maid!" Liu Ruming said, seeming to recall something, "At that time, I was just an orphan, my parents mere low-level loose cultivators, killed outside, leaving only me, begging on the streets, fighting stray dogs for food."

"It was then I met the master, the master took me in, making me one of the sword maids."

"I am just a Four Spirit Roots cultivator, with limited prospects, but the master taught me [Four Symbols Sword Scripture], helped me in establishing my Foundation, helped me to condense the Upper Grade Purple Mansion, but I am not enough to become the master’s disciple. Yet you, are the first the master ever opened his mouth for, the first intending to take as a disciple, yet it was also the first refusal!"

Saying this, looked at Lu Xuanji with a faint grievance.