67: Pull up your pants and then deny everything.

Time always passes particularly quickly during cultivation.

Unbeknownst to them, the sky outside the window had already turned from the pale white of dawn to the deep twilight of evening.

Lying down, Lu Yi caught a glimpse of the starlight beginning to flicker outside the window.

He then looked at Leng Ningshuang, whose brow already showed a hint of fatigue, and couldn't help but ask:

"Mar— Sister Ningshuang, should we... take a break first?"

From morning till night, without a moment's pause, Leng Ningshuang had already changed the "circulation route" several times.

Lu Yi felt like his entire body was somewhat numb.

Actually, Leng Ningshuang was not to be blamed.

It was mainly because the instructions Chu Qianqian left before departing were truly ambiguous.

Chu Qianqian's original words were:

"Just follow the 'replenishing' part of the Cultivation Technique's route a few more times and it should be fine."

A few more times... but exactly how many times?

Leng Ningshuang couldn't figure it out either.

However, she was terrified that if the "replenishment" wasn't enough, it would leave Lu Yi's Origin deficit uncompensated, causing some severe lasting effects.

Therefore, she could only operate on the principle of "better too much than too little," circulating it over and over again.

Furthermore, after every completion of the technique's Great Circulation...

She would ask Lu Yi how he felt.

Yet, every time Lu Yi's answer was that he still felt a bit empty.

What else could be done?

She could only continue.

Now, hearing Lu Yi take the initiative to suggest a rest.

Presumably, the replenishment must be complete.

Hearing this, Leng Ningshuang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She slowly began to decelerate the circulation of the Cultivation Technique.

In fact, it was more than just complete.

Lu Yi felt like he was about to burst!

After all, that was the pure spiritual energy of an Undying Realm powerhouse, pouring unreservedly into his Meridians!

The terrifying gap of an entire major Realm was right there.

If not for his Star Immortal Body, which made his Meridians far tougher and wider than an ordinary person's...

He probably would have been burst alive by this massive spiritual energy long ago.

Although Lu Yi himself didn't mind "transferring" a few more times.

Unfortunately, his Meridians simply couldn't hold on any longer!

He increasingly felt the importance of improving his own strength.

It seemed that after returning tonight, he would have to immediately claim the previous System rewards and boost his strength.

Soon, as Leng Ningshuang's Spiritual Qi was completely withdrawn from that profound Meridian circuit...

Lu Yi felt a fullness in his Meridians like never before!

Presumably, this must be due to the technique Leng Ningshuang obtained from Chu Qianqian.

The Cultivation Techniques of the Hehuan Sect truly lived up to their reputation.

It seemed he must take a trip to the Hehuan Sect with Chu Qianqian.

He stood up from the messy bed and casually threw on an outer robe.

He clenched his fists, feeling the surging spiritual energy within his body, his heart filled with satisfaction.

Then, he turned his head and saw that... Leng Ningshuang had already disappeared.

Just as he was wondering where she had gone...

A cold, yet slightly unnatural voice suddenly came from behind him.

"What are you looking at?"

He then turned around.

He saw that Leng Ningshuang had, at some point, already dressed neatly and meticulously.

She stood there properly in the center of the room.

On her pretty face was still that eternal iceberg-like expression.

It was as if the previous absurdity and ambiguity were just a dream—one that wouldn't be very touching upon waking.

As if nothing had happened at all.

Seeing her like this, Lu Yi actually felt... a bit awkward.

He scratched his head and gave a couple of dry laughs: "Heh... nothing, it's nothing."

Leng Ningshuang also seemed to sense his awkwardness.

The tips of her ears turned red, almost imperceptibly.

She cleared her throat and spoke in a businesslike, cold tone:

"This... was an accident."

"You saved me, and I saved you. We... are even."

Hearing this, Lu Yi didn't expect that he would have a day where he was the one being "discarded after use."

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch twice.

But he still put on an "I understand" smile.

Then, he deliberately answered in a sarcastic, drawn-out tone:

"Yes... Mar— tial— Aunt—!"

He emphasized the words "Martial Aunt" on purpose.

This made Leng Ningshuang feel even more ashamed, to the point where she could barely maintain her icy facade.

She could only force a stern face and issue an order for him to leave:

"You... you can leave now! I need to rest!"

Just before Lu Yi stepped out of the room, she didn't forget to add in a tone filled with disappointment:

"Also, take that Rebellious Disciple at the door with you. As for how to handle him... it's up to you."

Lu Yi was truly surprised to hear this.

He had originally thought that Leng Ningshuang would, at most, expel Wu Yang from the sect.

He didn't expect such a decisive "do as you wish" attitude.

No wonder she could put on that "refuse to acknowledge" act so quickly just now.

Lu Yi gave an affirmative response and walked out of the bedroom.

After closing the door, he saw Wu Yang, who was still immobilized in front of the door, his eyes bloodshot and filled with a murderous aura.

He crouched down, looking into Wu Yang's eyes filled with resentment and despair, and asked with a smile:

"Junior Brother Wu, was the listening... enjoyable?"

Unfortunately, not only did Wu Yang have no cultivation left, but Chu Qianqian's Immobilization Technique was still in effect.

He could only glare at Lu Yi with eyes that seemed ready to spit fire, yet he couldn't do anything to him.

At that moment, a maid from the State Preceptors Residence hurried over from outside, seemingly to report something.

When she saw Lu Yi and the haggard, mad-looking Wu Yang on the ground, she couldn't help but freeze in place.

Lu Yi slowly stood up, easing her awkwardness, and asked:

"The State Preceptor is resting. Is there something important?"

The maid was stunned for a moment before reacting, hurriedly bowing as she replied:

"In response to Holy Son Lu. Outside the residence, there is a young lady calling herself 'Qing'er' who has come to seek an audience with the State Preceptor."

"Qing'er?"

Hearing this name, Lu Yi couldn't help but sigh.

What a coincidence.

Then, he turned his head and looked at Wu Yang, who was still glaring at him on the ground.

That gaze was like looking at a lab rat about to be sent to the experimental table.

He thought to himself:

Wu Yang, oh Wu Yang, you fellow, just provide your last bit of use.

It's perfect for helping me... conduct an experiment...