Chapter 19: Are you a little sorry for Yun Luoxi?

Yun Luoxi’s beautiful eyes were also fixed on the ball of white flame, and then she gently nodded.

Although the gap between the Profound Sky Realm* and Ling Xue was still vast,

No matter what, she was one step closer to her revenge!

[*” Profound Sky Realm (天玄镜, Tiān Xuán Jìng)”: A cultivation level representing advanced mastery in spiritual power, with different stages such as mid and late stages.]

Such an opportunity, of course, she wouldn’t let slip by.

At that moment, Liu Wenwan raised her hand, and a gentle stream of spiritual energy flowed out, covering Yun Luoxi.

Liu Wenwan said, “You will need to absorb this yourself! The process might not be easy!”

After placing a layer of spiritual protection over Yun Luoxi, Liu Wenwan said, “You just focus on absorbing and refining it. I will guard you!”

“Thank you, Master!” Yun Luoxi nodded lightly.

Immediately, without hesitation, She leaped into the sea of fire. Her figure first landed on the outermost stone platform.

She could clearly feel the scorching heat coming from the center ahead as soon as she landed. It wasn’t the heat from the lava but purely from the small ball of light in the center.

If she could absorb and refine all that flame power* into her spiritual energy, She would break through to the Profound Sky Realm!

[*” Power (火焰力量, Huǒyàn Lìliàng)”: Refers to the powerful energy generated by the flame essence, used in cultivation to enhance one’s strength.]

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As her master said, reaching the mid or even late stage of the Profound Sky Realm was possible.

Yun Luoxi exhaled softly.

Then, she sat down cross-legged on the spot!

She slowly closed her eyes, calming her mind and beginning the long process of absorption…

Meanwhile, Liu Wenwan quietly waited on the side. She stood there, watching Yun Luoxi sitting in the sea of lava from a distance.

Looking at her flawless, beautiful disciple. Her pure white robe and hair made her seem even more radiant than the ball of light in the center of the lava.

She was perfect in every way—her unparalleled beauty and temperament, her once-in-a-lifetime talent for cultivation.

In the past, Liu Wenwan had planned to pass the Lingxu Sect down to her daughter, Liu Chengshuang.

But ever since she took Yun Luoxi as her disciple, she changed her mind. Because in every aspect, Yun Luoxi was superior to Liu Chengshuang. She was more suited to becoming the Saintess of Lingxu Sect!

She was like a dazzling pearl of the Lingxu Sect, the pride of the entire sect.

And also the pride of Liu Wenwan. Back then, Liu Wenwan had angered her daughter, Liu Chengshuang, over this matter.

Later, Yun Luoxi took the initiative to have a private conversation with Liu Chengshuang. No one knew what happened during that conversation, but after that, Liu Chengshuang no longer had any prejudice against Yun Luoxi.

To some extent, they even became good friends.

This was exactly what Liu Wenwan had hoped to see.

“Sigh…”

Liu Wenwan looked at Yun Luoxi’s figure and gently shook her head.

At times, she even felt like she treated Yun Luoxi better than her own daughter.

She Thought, Why is that?  

Is it because she placed too much hope on Yun Luoxi?  

Or perhaps… had she even placed some of her own hatred onto Yun Luoxi?  

Things she herself couldn’t do, she hoped her disciple would accomplish!  

Was she being unfair to Yun Luoxi by doing this?  

Liu Wenwan stood there, dazed, as she stared at Yun Luoxi.

“Hehe! White Nether Demon Fire!* This place is truly littered with treasures!” As Liu Wenwan waited, a sudden aged laugh echoed sharply.

[*” White Nether Demon Fire (白冥妖火, Bái Míng Yāo Huǒ)”: A rare and powerful flame in the cultivation world, said to be formed from the essence of demonic energy. The “sparks” mentioned are parts of this fire that have scattered across the globe after its master perished.]

Liu Wenwan’s expression slightly shifted, and she glanced toward the other side.

She saw two figures entering from a cave opening in the opposite stone wall.

One was an elderly man with graying hair and a gaunt face, and the other was a young man in black, appearing no older than his early twenties.

The moment she saw these two, Liu Wenwan’s eyes filled with caution.

Though she didn’t know them, her instincts told her they had ill intentions!

“It’s said that the master of the White Nether Demon Fire was a close friend of the master of the Heaven and Earth Sword Art back in ancient times!”

The old man’s raspy voice rang out again, “Later, when the master of the White Nether Demon Fire perished, the fire split into eighty-one sparks, scattering across the world!”

“Who would’ve thought that one of those sparks would be hidden within this ancient tomb?”

“Young man, this trip wasn’t wasted!”

“Compared to the Heaven and Earth Sword Art, I believe the most valuable thing in this tomb is that small spark of fire!”

As he spoke, the old man glanced at the black-clothed young man beside him.

The young man also wore a faint smile.

At this moment, his gaze fell on Yun Luoxi, sitting cross-legged on the stone platform below.

Looking at that snow-white figure, as graceful as a celestial being.

“It’s said that the Saintess* of the Lingxu Sect is a peerless beauty. Now that I see her today, the rumors are certainly true!”

[*” Saintess (圣女, Shèngnǚ)”: A title within certain sects or spiritual organizations, often bestowed upon the most talented and pure-hearted female disciple, symbolizing the future leader or the pride of the sect.]

The young man smiled faintly, then turned his gaze toward Liu Wenwan and cupped his fists, saying, “Junior Qin Qu greets the Sect Master of Lingxu Sect!”

On the other side, Liu Wenwan’s expression remained cold. “You know me?”

“As a traveler in the Yuanyang Continent,* it’s only natural that I would know of the top experts of this land!”

[*” Yuanyang Continent (元泱大陆, Yuán Yāng Dàlù)”: Refers to a vast and mystical land in the fictional world where various sects and powerful cultivators reside.]

The black-clad youth named Qin Qu smiled faintly, then gestured toward the elder beside him, “This is my master, Fen Yantian, a name I’m sure the Sect Master has heard of.”

At these words, Liu Wenwan’s face shifted slightly.

Fen Yantian, of course, she had heard of him!