The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS
Chapter 539 - 35 Sealing

Chapter 539: Chapter 35 Sealing

Qi Poison is one of the most difficult hurdles for Poison Dao martial artists.

Poison Dao martial artists extract poisonous substances for Cultivation of their Poison Skill, which results in powerful lethal abilities and some peculiar powers, but it also contaminates their True Qi.

How to purify the True Qi of poisonous substances and transform the mixed Poison Skill into pure True Qi with a Poison Attribute is a threshold that Poison Dao martial artists must confront.

Take Lin Qiuxuan for example, if he wanted to reach the True Pill Realm Peak and have the foundation to assault the Divinity Realm, he would need to refine out the poison within his True Qi, making his True Qi pure and singular.

After refining the poison, their poison becomes a component of True Qi, known as Qi Poison.

Due to the incorporation of Blood Demon Sect’s "Blood Soul True Understanding" into his martial arts, Lin Qiuxuan’s Poison Skill underwent a tremendous change. The experience from Ten Thousand Poison Sect was of minimal help to him. As for how to refine his own poison, he was constantly feeling his way across the river by groping for stones.

"However, even with Qi Poison, with that White-haired Taoist’s Realm, the drawbacks of Corpse Qi should not have completely vanished," Lin Qiuxuan muttered to himself.

Since ancient times there were many Poison Skill martial artists who practiced Corpse Poison, with Heavenly Demon Palace’s Shiyin Hall being among the crème de la crème. However, these Corpse Dao martial artists also needed to reach the Divinity Realm to completely rid themselves of the traits associated with corpses, like what happened with the White-haired Taoist was truly unprecedented.

Thus, that Taoist must have a secret.

That’s what Lin Qiuxuan believed.

He was unaware that the Corpse Qi was completely simulated by Qing Yu with his True Qi and had not gone through the process of a Poison Dao martial artist first absorbing the poison, merging it, and then refining it. According to Lin Qiuxuan’s guess, the White-haired Taoist must possess some kind of Divine Poison Skill, which is why he had such a miraculous and exquisite Poison Skill.

Which martial artist wouldn’t covet such a Divine Skill? Especially Lin Qiuxuan, who was in urgent need of refining his own poison.

"Lin Kan, you take Lin Feng back to the sect. Remember, do not reveal any information about the White-haired Taoist," Lin Qiuxuan instructed after suppressing the Fire Poison backlash in Lin Feng’s body.

Lin Kan and Lin Feng were his confidants; otherwise, he would not have brought them to share in the merits of the assault on Xuan Shang and to partake in the spoils.

However, Lin Qiuxuan didn’t expect that Xuan Shang, who usually secluded himself for Cultivation in the mountains for ten years and rarely took action, would possess such strength. This led to the attack being a near success but ultimately failing.

Nevertheless, if he could find a magic door to refine his own poison, even a few more failed attempts would still be worth it.

Lin Kan was also aware of Lin Qiuxuan’s desire, and he nodded slightly before leaving with the still unconscious Lin Feng.

"What remains is that White-haired Taoist..." Lin Qiuxuan looked towards the direction of Tianzhen Temple, his eyes gleaming with indecipherable scheming.

Inside Tianzhen Temple.

Xuanzhen and Qing Yu returned to the temple and went to their mentor-protege room.

"We do not know if Ten Thousand Poison Sect will attack again. It is best for your Daoist sister and my junior disciple, Xuan Shang, to leave soon. So, Daoist Qingyu, I am troubling you."

Looking at the peacefully sleeping Qingling, a flash of pity and regret swept through Xuanzhen’s eyes before she respectfully entrusted Qing Yu with the task.

Past suffering can sometimes become an obstacle in present life. For the well-being of her disciple, Xuanzhen decided to seal her painful memories.

"It’s just a small effort, Daoist, no need for thanks."

Qing Yu stepped aside to avoid Xuanzhen’s etiquette, walked to the window, and looked at the little Daoist nun who had a good master.

The little Daoist nun, Qingling, was still deeply asleep. It was evident that she had been troubled by past nightmares, which is why, after Qing Yu had recited the "Mental Tranquility Technique" for her, allowing her to sleep peacefully, she continued to sleep until now.

From now on, she would be able to sleep peacefully like this all the time.

He raised his hand and pointed at the sleeping Qingling’s forehead, where invisible Power of Thought penetrated her mind, awakening her painful memories of the past.

The previously peacefully sleeping Qingling’s brows furrowed again, and her delicate little face showed signs of painful struggle.

What was a stable sleep, due to the resurgence of those memories, turned into a nightmare.

In Yang City, she had witnessed the lifeless boy with no signs of spirit and a vacant look in his eyes, dying in her arms.

In Xixian City, several fellow disciples were killed, Qingzhou and Chen Qinglin were captured, and the eldest disciple, Qingxu, was severely hurt. That night, the strange laughter of the blood-red figure, the godlike and demon-like Gong Ziyu, was also a fear that Qingling couldn’t forget.

Moreover, hearing later that Qingxu and Chen Qinglin both nearly died on the pursuit of Gong Ziyu, of all the Zhenwu Sect disciples who encountered Gong Ziyu, only the little Daoist nun Qingling survived. This gave rise to a strong sense of survivor’s guilt in the heart of this kind little Daoist nun.

’It’s not really anything...’ someone inside, who had no sense of being the instigator, muttered to himself.

In truth, if it were Qing Yu himself, he definitely would not have any pain or guilt; simply being alive was, in itself, already extremely fortunate.

However, thinking of how Qingling had lived carefree in the Zhenwu Sect since she was young, never having tasted a bit of the troubles of the human world, this mindset seemed quite reasonable.

After all, not everyone can be like Qing Yu, with a fifty-year-old’s mindset in a twenty-year-old body.

"If it’s so painful, then forget it..." he murmured like a chant, and the invisible Power of Thought began to dilute and modify those memories.

In Yang City, the little Daoist nun’s first trip down the mountain turned into eating, drinking, and merry-making; by the time she came back to her senses, she was already sitting in the carriage on the way back to Zhenwu Mountain. For the "Qing Yu" junior brother who died tragically, Qingling felt sympathy, but it did not shock her as deeply as having him die in her arms.

As for the memory of Xixian City, it quietly faded in Qingling’s mind, gradually disappearing, sealed into a corner of her heart.

As long as it was not deliberately mentioned in the near future, this memory would only fade with the passage of time. Without the depth brought by constant recollection, even if she thought of it in the future, it would be like losing something as a child; even now, when thinking about it, it would not evoke such deep emotions.

After all, humans are forgetful creatures. The reason why something is unforgettable is simply because you keep thinking about it. As long as there’s a significant interval of time between these thoughts, so-called unforgettability is no different from forgetting.

With Qing Yu’s actions, Qingling’s furrowed brows smoothed out again, and the pain and struggle on her face vanished; she could sleep peacefully again. And if nothing unexpected happened, this peace would accompany her forever.

Qing Yu slowly withdrew his finger and turned to Xuanzhen, who was anxious on the side, flashing a smile, "All’s well that ends well. Your disciple will now be able to wake from those nightmares."

Upon hearing this, Xuanzhen finally felt at ease.

Her beloved disciple had finally escaped her old nightmares, and according to her observations, this Qing Yu Daoist, who shared the same Daoist name as her deceased junior, had not used any underhanded methods.

"Thank you, Daoist Qing Yu," said Xuanzhen solemnly as she expressed her gratitude.

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