Dual cultivation makes you stronger, everyone else is a prodigy, and I'm the only one slacking

Deep within the ruins, the sun and moon are oblivious.

Li Yunyu had no idea how long he had been there.

Time here is chaotic and does not flow at a fixed rate; the closer you get to the core, the more distorted time becomes.

Legend has it that at the end of Guixu, one can dream for a hundred years.

The world was utterly silent.

In the crimson, chaotic sky, the illusory images of the sun, moon, and stars continuously sank, while countless ancient remnants of soldiers floated and sank.

Occasionally, a massive phantom would flash past from the red mist, and even the slightest glimpse of its aura was enough to terrify ordinary cultivators, causing their souls to tremble.

In short, this place is perfect for spiritual practice.

Li Yunyu sat cross-legged, and rich spiritual energy continuously flowed into his body.

His robes were already soaked in blood, and the meridians in his body were being rebuilt time and again after being broken.

The pain from the bone marrow cleansing treatment lasted for countless days.

This place is extremely dangerous, and naturally there are wicked and malevolent spirits here.

The ground trembled, and amidst the surging red mist, a gigantic centipede earth dragon soul burst forth from the earth.

Its body was as large as a mountain, and most of its body was corroded by red mist, emitting a pungent stench.

The earth dragon hissed as it opened its massive jaws and lunged at Li Yunyu.

The white ribbon covering his eyes flew through the air, but stopped just before it was stained with blood.

Li Yunyu slowly opened his eyes, his gaze as clear as black ink and as cold as autumn water.

"Come back! I don't want you anymore if you're dirty!"

The white silk ribbon snapped back immediately.

Li Yunyu chuckled and casually raised his hand.

In an instant, the sword intent of annihilation exploded, and the enormous creature instantly turned into dust.

Li Yunyu glanced down at his palm.

He has become stronger again.

While only a few months may have passed in the outside world, he has actually been cultivating diligently in Guixu for several years.

His cultivation has progressed rapidly! He is now at the Golden Core stage!

Unfortunately, it's not enough, far from enough!

To bring back those who misbehave is futile given our current meager strength; it would only bring shame upon ourselves.

He closed his eyes and plunged back into the endless cycle of cultivation.

Meanwhile, in the once tranquil depths of the Red Sea, towering waves surged.

Li Yunyu felt something and suddenly looked up at the red sea area that had triggered the riot.

He stood up, his entire body transforming into a beam of light, and arrived at the edge of the reef in the red sea.

In the crimson mist sea, there seemed to be a crystal-clear golden tower, emanating a terrifying pressure that made people's breath suffocate.

Even when he was only at the edge of the sea, the protective aura around him began to falter.

Interesting? We deliberately lured him here.

A hoarse, shrill voice echoed in his mind.

"Since you're here, young friend, why don't you come in and have a seat?"

Li Yunyu gripped the longsword in his hand, a cold smile curling at the corner of his lips.

He looked out at the sea, where malevolent energy swirled around the tower.

Li Yunyu activated his cultivation technique to protect his heart meridian, then directly rode the waves, instantly breaking through the barrier of malevolent energy and landing steadily on the tower platform.

In the center of the platform lay a skeleton-like corpse; the voice that had just been heard had come from him.

Another divine sense broke through the air and rushed straight into his sea of ​​consciousness.

The old man praised, "Young friend, you're not afraid at all."

Li Yunyu smiled and said, "Senior, I think it should be said the other way around."

"How arrogant!"

The old man snorted coldly, and the entire tower suddenly closed up, becoming a cage.

The remnant soul of the Asura royal family swirled and flowed in the shadows, its gaze fixed greedily on Li Yunyu like a nail, filled with undisguised covetousness.

After waiting for tens of thousands of years, he finally met a living person.

This person possesses exceptional physical constitution and an incomparably resilient spirit.

Heaven did not forsake him, the Asura of Swiftness.

The next instant, Xiu Luo Jie's remnant soul rushed into Li Yunyu's sea of ​​consciousness, attempting to forcibly seize his body.

Li Yunyu felt as if his body was burning with fire, and his internal organs were being torn apart and reshaped.

He coughed up a mouthful of blood, and the pain made his vision go black.

Before my consciousness faded, a figure appeared in my mind.

I wonder what she's doing now. With that kind of personality that always gets her into trouble, she's probably gotten herself into a lot of trouble.

During this period of time, a few more strange people have appeared around her.

Yes, that must be it.

Little darling, you can't be naughty!

As soon as the thought arose, the young man suddenly opened his eyes, and his long-accumulated spiritual power burst forth.

Deep within his sea of ​​consciousness, the remnant soul of the Asura was being burned inch by inch, and he struggled unwillingly.

"You're just a Golden Core cultivator? What makes you think you can?"

Li Yunyu smiled gently, as if the snow had just cleared.

"The path of Nirvana I cultivate shares the same origin as the Asura's murderous aura, so I am not afraid of your Asura's murderous aura..."

A wisp of smoke dissipated, and Li Yunyu sat upright in the center of the tower, his gaze calm and undisturbed.

The old man tried to use his body to be reborn, but instead, he was completely drained of his life force.

She truly is a compassionate and loving bodhisattva.

He looked down at the items that had fallen from the old Taoist priest, a slight smile playing on his lips. The trip had been worthwhile.

According to the old Taoist's memory, this tower was one of his Asura treasures, named the Spirit-Locking Jade Tower. The tower was hard and indestructible, and could not be forcibly entered. Only its master's mind could control it.

Now that things have changed, it has become the perfect place for him to retreat into seclusion.

What a kind person!

Li Yunyu, palms facing upwards, resumed his cultivation.

The tower still stands quietly in the Red Sea, shrouded in crimson mist, as if none of the turmoil had ever happened.

But that aloof figure had a different kind of expectation surging in his eyes.

He had a premonition that that day was not far off.

Capture her! Trample her! Torture her!

Well, if she hugged him and softened up, saying a few pitiful and sweet words...

Just calculate a few less entries?