Su Zimo widened his eyes, wanting to see Die Yue's every move clearly. However, a wave of exhaustion overwhelmed him. He could not hold on any longer and collapsed.
From the intense battle in the capital to killing Luo Tianwu at Jian An City, from the ambush in Cang Lang Mountain Range to the escape, Su Zimo had been running day and night for more than half a month without sleep and rest. He had already exhausted the last bit of energy in his body.
The moment he closed his eyes, Su Zimo only saw Die Yue extending her fair palm and blocking the surging purple ocean easily.
The next moment, Die Yue clenched her fist.
The purple ocean exploded instantly, bursting into a beautiful blood mist.
Su Zimo fainted.
…
After some time, Su Zimo woke up slowly. He opened his eyes and sensed a familiar aura.
This was the cultivation ground.
Su Zimo soaked in the wooden bucket. It was as if he had returned to a year ago.
Die Yue sat on a green rock not far away. Her expression was cold and indifferent. It was unknown what she was thinking about.
"Where's the monkey? How … how is it?" The first thing Su Zimo did when he woke up was to find out about the spirit monkey's condition.
Die Yue did not answer.
Su Zimo hurriedly explained, "There's a spirit monkey lying in the cave. It's my friend. It was severely injured in order to save me. Miss Die, you must save it! It, it … "
Su Zimo was a little anxious but could not continue.
Given Die Yue's character, it was already unexpected that she would step forward to save him. Why would she care about the life and death of a spirit beast?
After a while, Die Yue said lightly, "You don't have to care about it. Its physique is much stronger than yours."
"Ah?"
Su Zimo was stunned for a moment. Subsequently, he was overjoyed and asked, "The monkey is still alive?"
Die Yue was silent, as if she could not be bothered to reply.
Su Zimo couldn't help but laugh. He nodded and muttered to himself, "Not bad, not bad. Since I survived, and the damned monkey's physique is stronger than mine, it must still be alive."
Putting aside his worries, Su Zimo was puzzled. He could not help but ask, "Miss Die, although I'm not a demon, after cultivating The Mystic Classic of the Twelve Demon Kings of the Great Wilderness, why is my physique still inferior to that damned monkey?"
The corner of Die Yue's mouth twitched. "You've only cultivated Body Tempering, Tendons Transformation and Bones Strengthening. The most difficult part of this cultivation method and the most significant changes to one's physique are at the back. You are still far from it. "
Su Zimo nodded and looked at his body. He found that his right arm, which was almost crippled, was now intact. There were no wounds on his body.
"How long have I slept?" Su Zimo asked.
"Ten days."
Su Zimo was secretly shocked.
He had suffered such serious injuries and thought that he was lucky to be alive. There was no way for him to recover fully. To think that he would recover fully in ten days after being rescued by Die Yue!
Not only that, after this battle, Su Zimo could clearly feel that his physique had become stronger, his strength was greater and his bones were tougher. He had already reached the realm of lesser mastery of Bones Strengthening!
This method could be said to be reviving the dead.
Was there anything that Die Yue could not do?
Although Die Yue had warned Su Zimo not to ask about her background, Su Zimo often pondered about it in private.
Who exactly was Die Yue?
What cultivation realm was she at?
Suddenly, Su Zimo sensed something and looked up.
On the green stone, Die Yue looked at Su Zimo quietly. Her eyes were like water, clear and moving, rippling with light.
For some reason, Su Zimo suddenly felt flustered.
"Miss Die, you …"
"I'm leaving."
Su Zimo's expression froze and his mind went blank.
"You're not coming back?"
"That's right."
Su Zimo went silent and was in low spirits. The joy of surviving a calamity had disappeared without a trace.
Die Yue said, "I can't teach you anymore in the future so I planted a spirit root for you. It won't be any weaker than a heaven spirit root. You can find a sect to cultivate in from now on."
"You can plant a spirit root?"
"Others can't but I can."
Die Yue seemed to have thought of something as she smiled faintly. "After you cultivate, you can also fly on your sword and won't be as pathetic as before."
Cultivators could fly on their sword and take the head of their enemies from a thousand miles away. It would be a lie to say that he was not envious.
If he had heard this news before, Su Zimo would have been overjoyed.
But now, Su Zimo was truly uninterested.
"Why?"
After a long silence, Su Zimo raised his head and asked.
"Do you know why I brought you on the path of cultivation?" Die Yue asked instead.
Su Zimo shook his head.
A year ago, when Su Zimo was at his lowest and almost lost everything, Die Yue appeared before Su Zimo and asked him, "Do you want to cultivate?"
That scene and those words were something that Su Zimo would never forget for the rest of his life.
However, Su Zimo did not know why Die Yue would impart to him the techniques of the demon race and teach him cultivation.
"There are two reasons. Firstly, when you met me three years ago, I was at my weakest. You brought me here to save my life. For the next two years, you made delicious food every day and delivered it to my door. Although I ignored you, I still remember it. "
At this point, Die Yue stood up from the green stone and her entire aura changed. She exuded a sense of pride that was above the world and could not be looked at directly. She raised her voice and said, "I, Die Yue, have never begged anyone or owed anyone anything except you. Teaching you cultivation can be considered as settling this karma. "
Su Zimo was shocked.
Who could guarantee that they had never begged anyone in their entire life?
Even immortals could not avoid it.
It was hard to imagine how difficult it would be to reach Die Yue's level without begging anyone for their entire lives.
"There's another reason. I can see a shadow of myself in you."
Die Yue looked at Su Zimo and said, "You look weak on the outside but you have a ferocious tiger in your heart. It's just that this tiger has always been in a deep slumber. A year ago, the departure of your childhood sweetheart and the bullying of Perfected Being Cang Lang caused this tiger in your heart to awaken. Do you still remember how you reacted when that ruffian came to assassinate you a year ago? "
Su Zimo pursed his lips and did not say anything.
"You almost killed him!"
Die Yue continued, "Who would have thought that a weak scholar would have such a calm gaze and steady wrist when he was filled with killing intent while wielding a sharp knife? At that time, in my eyes, you were a piece of unpolished jade that had yet to be carved. You were born to wander in the cruel and bloody world of cultivation.
Su Zimo was somewhat emotional.
If Die Yue had not brought him into cultivation back then, he might have died of depression for the rest of his life, not to mention the blood feud of the Su Family.
Even if he had a ferocious tiger in his heart, without a spirit root, he was just a tiger without claws.
As though she could sense Su Zimo's worries, Die Yue frowned and said doubtfully, "Your potential is one in a million but you lack a spirit root. Logically speaking, everyone should have a spirit root the moment they are born. It's just a matter of strength. However, in this world, many people do not have spirit roots. That's strange. "
Pausing for a moment, Die Yue shook her head. "Forget it. Every world hides its secrets. I don't have time to investigate. It's time to go."
As she spoke, Die Yue's figure moved and walked outside.
Su Zimo jumped out of the wooden bucket hurriedly, grabbed a shirt and put it on before chasing after her.
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