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The moment the spiritual energy entered his body, a sharp, tearing pain shot through his meridians, causing Cui Yi to groan involuntarily.

But this pain did not last long.

The pagoda in the sea of ​​consciousness trembled slightly, emitting an extremely domineering suppressive intent, which actually suppressed all the mixed spiritual energy!

All the surging, violent spiritual energy was forcibly stripped and purified the moment it came into contact with this suppressive intent, transforming into the purest spiritual essence, which was then absorbed by the Floating Pagoda!

After undergoing transformation inside the pagoda, the spiritual energy was completely purified, silently nourishing Cui Yi's body and replenishing his earlier consumption!

Furthermore, a portion of it merged into his sea of ​​consciousness, accelerating the recovery of his mental power and even propelling the Refining Spirit Technique to a deeper level!

The spiritual energy in the entire illusion seemed to have become almost imperceptibly thin and fluid as a result!

Even many of the Blood Robe Sect disciples who were fighting could clearly feel that the monster in front of them had become weaker!

at this time.

The high platform was deathly silent.

The figures on the thirteen bloodstone thrones seemed to have frozen into sculptures at this moment!

As the peak masters looked at Cui Yi sitting cross-legged in the mirror, the expressions on their faces gradually shifted from shock to horror!

What's that kid up to now?!

Why is he sitting there cultivating instead of killing monsters?

It even absorbed the spiritual energy of the illusion?!

Is it possible to absorb the spiritual energy of this illusionary realm at will?!

Even Hun Ji, who had been resting with his eyes closed as if recuperating, trembled slightly with his usually calm eyelids. His deep gaze was fixed on the Blood Shadow Illusion Mirror, and a barely perceptible ripple passed through it!

Although the fierce confrontation between Cui Yi and Li Han had attracted attention, it was still within the scope of understanding the potential to transcend levels.

But what happened in the blink of an eye was completely beyond their comprehension!

"Red Demon, just how many trump cards does your good disciple still have hidden?"

"I don't think someone with your disrespectful attitude as an elder can train any good apprentices!"

"How about this! I'll make a deal with you: three low-grade Xuan-level magic treasures in exchange for your disciple joining my Fierce Nether Peak! What do you say?"

"Three low-grade Xuan-level disciples for one Foundation Establishment stage disciple—you've made a killing on this deal!"

"You think you can trade three low-grade Xuan-rank items for that?"

"Old Man Yan, you're so stingy!"

"This talent is arguably the best below the Core Formation Realm. He could easily acquire even a low-grade Xuan-rank magic weapon, let alone a low-grade Earth-rank one! I'll offer five!"

"Five low-grade Xuan-level magic treasures, each with different attributes and functions!"

"Red Demon, if you're willing to part with it, I'll send someone to deliver it right now!"

"I'll offer seven! Plus three Blood Essence Condensing Golden Pills."

"Eight! Plus a gourd of Bone Tempering Thunder Marrow!"

"Nine! Plus the exclusive right to use our peak's Nine Netherworld Cold Fiend Cultivation Secret Ground for a hundred years!"

This price is enough to bankrupt a small sect and move any Core Formation cultivator to tears!

All eyes were fixed intently on the Red Demon, awaiting his reaction.

Among the many peak masters, the only one who did not participate in the bidding was Bone Demon, whose face was gloomy. The cold and smug smile on his face had long since frozen and then shattered inch by inch!

Because of excessive anger, the muscles in his face twitched uncontrollably, and his thin fingers gripped the armrest tightly, making a soft clicking sound.

The massive bone sword on its back seemed to sense its master's overwhelming rage, and at this moment it also let out a low, mournful cry!

We lost...

It's not just a gamble, it's not just about losing face.

This is simply throwing his face, that of Bone Demon and Blood Demon Peak, on the ground and trampling it repeatedly!

What chilled the Bone Demon even more was the unknown and terrifying methods Cui Yi displayed.

What is that?

Is it a trump card secretly bestowed upon him by the Red Demon?

Or is it part of some kind of inheritance of this child himself?

If it's the latter...

This child's threat will far exceed expectations!

After a long silence, the Red Demon finally spoke softly, "Sigh, young man, you don't know your own strength."

"I need to have a serious talk with him later. It's just a friendly sparring match between fellow disciples; we should stop when we've reached a point."

These words were tantamount to rubbing salt into the bone demon's bloody wounds!

"You old Red Demon! Don't be too happy yet!"

"This little beast is reckless and courts death, daring to absorb that filthy, blood-fiend spiritual energy from the illusion!"

"The intrusion of such mixed energy into the dantian and qi sea is a major taboo in cultivation! The hidden danger has been sown, like maggots clinging to the bone, it will erupt sooner or later!"

"Oh, and then?"

"You think his current safety is a stroke of luck? What a joke!"

"Such hidden dangers cannot be eliminated without top-tier elixirs or the intervention of a Nascent Soul cultivator!"

"His cultivation will never improve even a fraction in his lifetime!"

"Cultivating the Core? Wishful thinking! It's nothing but a fleeting moment; in the end, one will become a cripple!"

"Oh, and then?"

"you......!"

Seeing the Red Demon's nonchalant attitude, the Bone Demon choked, his chest heaving violently, almost choking on those three casually uttered words.

He suffered a huge loss today!

My precious disciple's blood pool tempering is gone, and I've also lost my Xuan-rank magic weapon. Now I'm being driven half to death by this damned old ghost's swaggering around!

He tried to steal a chicken but lost the rice instead; he lost both his apprentice and his army!

"snort!"

The Bone Demon abruptly stood up from his seat, hurled the White Bone Soul-Slaying Nail fiercely towards the Crimson Demon, and then sped towards Blood Demon Peak.

At the same time, his true energy erupted, and his figure transformed into a streak of light, rushing towards Blood Demon Peak without looking back.

Red Demon slightly raised his hand, his true energy sweeping over it, and steadily caught the nine still trembling white bone Soul-Slaying Nails.

This is a precious treasure left to my good disciple; it absolutely cannot be allowed to go wrong.

As for Cui Yi's reckless actions, it's alright!

He believed in Cui Yi's own considerations!

Furthermore, even if his cultivation level truly couldn't improve, how could he, as his master, sit idly by?

Even if it means searching through the Blood Robe Sect's treasure trove, begging all the alchemy masters he's befriended, or even risking his reputation to beg the patriarch, he will definitely find a way to cure this so-called hidden ailment!

Even if we take a step back and assume we can't eliminate it, what does it matter?

What's wrong with being the number one person below the Core Formation Realm, dominating the Foundation Establishment generation, and making all the other geniuses of the same generation bow down?

For the next half hour, the rankings on the stone tablet continued to roll, with Cui Yi's name being pushed down by one successor after another.

Until the very last moment, Cui Yi's name was firmly welded to ninth place!

Boom!

In the center of the square, figures appeared one after another on the previously empty ground, as if dumplings were being dropped into a pot.

Some were covered in blood, some were weak and listless, and most of them looked disheveled.

After three hours of bloody fighting, they returned to the real world, and the square was filled with exclamations and whispers.

However, everyone's attention was involuntarily drawn to one particular figure.

This person was none other than Cui Yi!

When he appeared, he was still sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed. His aura did not fluctuate after leaving the illusion; on the contrary, it became more calm and restrained!

"Why...why is he still cultivating?"

"Could he be too badly injured and have passed out?"

"Look at his aura, something seems off..."

A low murmur arose from the crowd, and just as everyone was filled with doubt and uncertainty—

hum! !

A powerful surge of energy suddenly erupted from Cui Yi's body!