Chapter 99: The Fallen Noble Youth

Lu Ming looked at Mu Baiyun sitting beside him. After holding back his words for two days, he finally spoke out.

“Your mood has been very unusual lately.”

Having grown up together, Lu Ming had been just as anxious and frustrated when Mu Baiyun first fell ill, desperately seeking any method to heal his junior brother’s facial ailment as quickly as possible.

But now, seeing Mu Baiyun showing signs of improvement, yet constantly frowning, made Lu Ming even more uneasy.

“It’s nothing. I’ve already made some arrangements. You wait for Gu Qiu to come out; she should be returning to the sect with Junior Sister Ji and the others, right?” Mu Baiyun withdrew his gaze from the distance and returned to his usual expressionless demeanor.

Lu Ming glanced toward the hillside where the young junior sister stood alone in a primrose-colored dress, leisurely at ease. She had a distinct presence, handling matters according to her own principles, regardless of others’ attitudes around her.

At the time, when she had shown such concern over Dongfang Shun’s situation and even used her connections to help, Lu Ming had thought it was just a one-sided infatuation, a youthful folly. But now, it seemed not to be the case.

Moreover, Ji Yao carried a calm aura, with a restrained killing intent. Lu Ming had asked Yun Fei, the junior brother in charge of the Qixian Secret Realm this time, and learned that the junior sister had performed remarkably well. Her extensive knowledge had already attracted the attention of some keen observers.

This time, upon returning to the sect, no matter what, they would wait until she had firmly established her Foundation before letting her venture out, at the very least allowing Lu Ming, the true senior brother, to properly understand her abilities.

The number of people emerging from the Qixian Secret Realm far exceeded expectations.

Due to the shortage of participants, many of those who entered were disciples serving as sect officials, who acted with proper restraint. As a result, the survival rate was slightly higher than the usual average, and the matter was resolved satisfactorily.

In the cultivation world, aside from a few incidents, everyone’s attention quickly shifted to the Yunqi Secret Realm.

Today, every newly opened low-level trial secret realm was precious, signifying more resources and more juniors who could progress naturally without relying solely on alchemical pills.

The Yunqi Secret Realm was traditionally recorded to be open for forty days, but this time, after tens of thousands of years, it was opened again. The energy inside was unstable, showing signs of closing prematurely on the night of the thirty-fourth day.

This meant that by tomorrow at the latest, all disciples who had ventured into the Yunqi Secret Realm would be coming out.

Before emerging from the Qixian Secret Realm, Ji Yao hadn’t felt much, but afterwards, she became more concerned.

Mainly because she hadn’t expected the array talisman to be so effective, nor knew whether the patching of loopholes here would have any impact on the upper-level Yunqi Secret Realm.

Thinking of Gu Qiu’s temperament, no matter how clever she was, she could be stubborn to a fault. Combining these factors, Ji Yao knew she couldn’t afford to be careless.

The next morning, the elliptical mirror-like passage began to pulsate rhythmically, like breathing. One by one, Foundation Establishment disciples were pushed out from within the mirror surface, and Ji Yao’s heart grew heavier.

That was because each person who emerged was injured, their spiritual power depleted. Some were missing limbs, stained with blood. Others were carried out unconscious, and some barely clung to life, their breathing faint but still alive.

Finally, Ji Yao saw the first disciple from Lingyun Sect appear. Though wounded and bloodstained, he was intact.

One after another, disciples clad in Lingyun Sect uniforms appeared, all tainted with dull bloodstains, until a disciple still holding a deep blue flying sword appeared, and Ji Yao finally relaxed slightly.

She observed Gu Qiu, who was usually somewhat fastidious, now with a greenish stubble on his chin, blood not yet wiped from his face, and wearing a new, sky-blue disciple robe, though the hem was tattered.

Ji Yao suddenly felt like laughing. Walking behind Senior Brother Lu Ming, she naturally stepped forward to take a closer look at Gu Qiu.

“Second Senior Brother? You’re hardly recognizable now!” Ji Yao said with a smile, but she clearly noticed Gu Qiu’s pale lips and the heavy blood aura concealed beneath his appearance.

This was not the bloody stench of a beast—Gu Qiu himself had been injured!

Seeing Lu Ming subtly supporting Gu Qiu, Ji Yao stood on the other side, ready to assist.

Gu Qiu’s condition was more serious than it appeared. Although he had advanced to mid-Foundation Establishment, his injuries made his realm unstable, with the risk of regression looming.

Seeing Gu Qiu fall into a deep sleep after taking the pills instead of meditating to recover, Ji Yao couldn’t help but feel a certain sympathy—perhaps the cleverest people were the most stubborn.

Ji Yao stayed behind until the end, sighed, and contributed a drop from her own Ten-Thousand-Year Void Essence to stabilize Gu Qiu’s condition. Only then did she turn to leave.

Less than the time it took to boil tea after Ji Yao left, the unconscious Gu Qiu woke up. Feeling the abundant healing power flowing between his lungs and dantian, he sat cross-legged in thought, guiding the energy through his meridians.

Lu Ming, who had returned from the Alchemist Valley with more pills, entered the tent and immediately sensed his junior brother’s stabilized aura. His spiritual power was fully replenished, and even his cultivation was solidly fixed.

Aside from the still-untidy appearance from the ordeal, Gu Qiu’s physical state was completely different from when he had entered the secret realm.

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