Chapter 113: The Power of Rejection

  After the flames dissipated, the spiritual liquid suspended in mid-air was refined bit by bit, condensed and under the scorching fire energy, it was refined into a small green ball. The narrow stone room was filled with a faint fragrance.

  "Transform!" A single-handed seal, a silent imprint appeared.

  The refined spiritual liquid sphere fell under the control of the seal character and landed on the top of the quiet Tianling tree.

  Under Ding Yan's control, a little bit of infiltration went in.

  As the spiritual liquid merged, a thread of green breath spread along the main trunk of the quiet Tianling tree, and the originally withered yellow leaves gradually gained vitality, and a green meaning gradually expanded.

  "Cough..."

  Suddenly, a strong sense of rejection emanated from the depths of his mind.

  Ding Yan, who was originally refining the spiritual liquid, spat out a mouthful of blood under this sharp pain, and the flame in his palm also suddenly went out...

  After losing the support of Xianyuan, the light on the Jitian Ling tree dimmed, and the green spiritual liquid stagnated on the leaves, being slowly absorbed by the withered yellow leaves. Under the effect of the spiritual liquid, the leaves gradually shed their yellow color and restored to a deep green, with threads of visible spiritual energy entwining them, revealing a vibrant vitality.

  Ding Yan sat in the distance, his face extremely pale. In the center of his brow, a persistent thought howled and filled him, tearing apart his soul.

  "Unexpectedly, the force of rejection... has appeared so quickly......" Ding Yan covered his mouth with his palm and spat out another mouthful of fresh blood.

  After borrowing the corpse to return the soul, Ding Yan already knew that in the flesh, the previous owner's lingering obsession had not yet dissipated, and before completing the three things he entrusted to him, it could not be considered a true rebirth.

  Normally, one may not feel this repulsive force, but as their cultivation increases, this repulsive force will become stronger and stronger, until one day, it will squeeze Dingyan's soul out of his physical body.

  Originally, when Ding Yan's cultivation was low, this repulsive force was not very obvious. However, as his cultivation improved, the repulsive force also grew stronger, especially after he survived a Tribulation of the Scattered Immortals. The transformed obsession would turn into a repulsive force that constantly impacted his Sea of Consciousness until it completed those three things and let that obsession completely dissipate.

  Wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth, Ding Yan closed his eyes and his soul's power began to spread out.

  His soul power far surpasses the physical strength and boundary, can temporarily suppress this repulsive force.

  After a long time, Ding Yan opened his eyes again, and a hint of fatigue flashed in his eyes.

  "For the time being, I've suppressed it, but this isn't a solution after all..." Ding Yan muttered to himself, wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth.

  Looking at the quiet Tianling tree behind him, Ding Yan stood up.

  She waved her hand and broke the seal of the stone room, then walked out.

  On the mountain.

  The sea breeze blows gently, bringing a hint of coolness.

  As I look up and gaze into the distance, the world is a vast expanse of pure white. Unbeknownst to me, winter has arrived once again.

  The cold wind howls.

  Take a deep breath and bring a hint of coolness into the lungs.

  Ding Yan walked alone to the top of the mountain, brushed away the snow on a boulder, sat down and gazed into the distance at the horizon. He took out a bag of strong liquor that he had treasured in his sleeve, and took a sip. The pungent feeling went down his throat and deep into his body, spreading a warm sensation.

  Snowflakes filled the sky, covering the entire world, leaving only the sound of the sea.

  Alone in a foreign land, loneliness is even more pronounced.

  Ding Yan sat alone on the mountain top, drinking wine, one mouthful after another, until the wine bag was empty.

  "I should have died a long time ago, but since I've made it this far, I won't give up again. Erasing my obsessions and thoroughly rebirthing myself is my first step......" With a fierce motion, he tossed the empty wine pouch in his hand away, and the light in Ding Yan's eyes was more resolute than ever before.

  Turned around and stepped on the snow, returned to the stone chamber.

  After a long time, the wind and snow blew by, burying that footprint as well, leaving no trace at all...

  After returning to the stone room, Ding Yan swept away his previous depression, and a strong will spread from his soul. He sat down cross-legged, and the Qiankun Dao Jing silently began to operate. This was the first time since Ding Yan came to this world that he abandoned all distractions and focused on cultivation.

  The spiritual energy of this world is scarce, and even a divine scripture like the Qian Kun Dao Jing can only absorb a small amount of it.

  In his cultivation, Ding Yan stretched out his right hand and took down a green leaf from the quiet Tianling tree behind him.

  A pure and genuine vital energy flowed along the center of his palm and slowly surged into Ding Yan's meridians.

  Due to the previous failure of the refining ceremony, most of the medicinal effects of the spiritual liquid remained on the leaves, causing them to turn deep green. The spiritual energy contained within was comparable to dozens of low-grade spiritual stones.

  At the time when Ding Yan was in seclusion and bitter cultivation.

  Something earth-shaking happened in the Eastern Territory.

  The Heavenly Gate has changed, suddenly closed. All the scattered immortals who entered to seek treasure have disappeared. After losing the Thunderbolt Immortal's suppression, many medium-sized sects are eager to move, and at this time, the Northern Domain's powerful forces launched a large-scale invasion, and it is said that many Thunderbolt experts appeared among them.

  In an instant, the winds and clouds changed, and the entire Eastern Territory was thrown into chaos.

  Many medium-sized sects took advantage of the chaos to attack and occupy many regions of several major sects, and some even directly invaded the core areas of the four major sects, attempting to eradicate them. The situation in Lianhuagu was no exception.

  "Master Gu, what can we do... The Fuhai Sect has three Loose Immortals!"

  In the depths of Lotus Valley, a disciple spoke with a terrified expression.

  Gǔ Yù stood beside the chessboard, hands clasped behind his back. The chessboard next to him was where Xue Changlao and Lu Renxing usually played against each other. A few days ago, Tiān Mén's group had left because of their strength, and Gǔ Yù had been left behind in Lián Huā Gǔ, thus narrowly escaping disaster.

  "Activate the grand formation, guard day and night, wait for the return of the ancestors..." Gu Yu's face was expressionless as he said.

  He is now the only loose immortal in Lianhuadong, and his face naturally cannot have a hint of tension.

  "But... when will Master Gu and Elder Taishang return?" The disciple asked, his voice trembling as if he had also heard some news.

  "The master has already sent back a message saying she will be back in half a month. You can rest assured and wait." Gu Yu said calmly.

  That disciple heard this and a hint of joy appeared on his face "Has the Supreme Elder really sent news?!"

  Ancient Jade frowned, "This is natural, the Supreme Elder's cultivation has reached the heavens, and he had long passed through the 19th scattered immortal calamity. His divine powers are not something you or I can imagine. Don't worry, go guard the great array, when the Ancestor returns, I'll let them revive the Hai Pai sect!"

  The young monk's eyes regained their confidence, and after a slight bow, he hastily went down.

  After that disciple left, Gu Yu finally let out a long sigh of relief and looked towards the grass hut at the core of Lotus Flower Valley, muttering to himself "Ancestor, you must hurry back...and also, Ding Shidi, if you can rush back, you can also help me share some of the pressure..."