"Yes, yes, yes." Lu Guijiu's mind was in a daze, left with only one thought. He had to become stronger, stronger, stronger...

An object carrying the stench of blood rolled in front of him. Lu Guijiu blankly stared, but still reached out and cupped the object in his hands.

Only after carefully examining it did he realize the object was actually a bloody heart.

Lu Guijiu let out a dry laugh, then began laughing maniacally. He said, "Master, I'll carry you with me, Master... I'll carry you with me, Master..." He tightly clutched that heart in his hand, pressing it against his own chest.

Zhang Jingmo could no longer see any of this. After sacrificing his own heart, he collapsed to the ground and lost consciousness. However, if one looked closely, they would find a faint, enigmatic smile at the corner of his mouth.

Because the formation had successfully activated, the reef rock beneath Lu Guijiu and Zhang Jingmo began to collapse. Lu Guijiu sat in place. Upon noticing the ground starting to give way, he wanted to rush over to where Zhang Jingmo was to hold his corpse. But as soon as he stood up, the ground instantly caved in.

So Lu Guijiu could only watch helplessly as Zhang Jingmo's corpse, along with the huge chunks of reef rock, plummeted into the endless darkness.

Lu Guijiu blankly stared, as if his soul had left him, until he fell into the spiritual pulse. Only then did he realize he seemed to have entered underground.

The spiritual pulse flowed quietly, the spiritual liquid within emitting a golden glow in the darkness, even more eye-catching than gold.

Lu Guijiu fell into the water, allowing himself to drift with the current for a long time before finally regaining his senses.

By this time, he had already been soaking in the spiritual pulse for over ten days.

With a pathetic cry, Lu Guijiu numbly crawled out from the spiritual pulse. After emerging, he didn't hurry to move, but silently curled up on the shore like an abandoned young beast.

Lu Shu's voice sounded. He said, "Do you want to let your master's corpse be left without a proper resting place?"

Hearing the word "corpse", Lu Guijiu's expression instantly turned fierce. He said, "Shut up."

Lu Shu said, "He made this sacrifice in order to open this spiritual pulse. Don't forget the words he said right before he died."

Hearing this, Lu Guijiu suddenly remembered something. He hurriedly searched his chest, and fortunately, what he was looking for was still in that bloody heart.

Having been soaked in the spiritual pulse, this heart had not rotted and was still as fresh as when it was first removed. Lu Guijiu felt that it would start beating the next second as he held it in his hand.

Lu Guijiu lowered his head and kissed that heart, saying in despair, "Master, don't be afraid, I'm coming to find you."

Seeing that Lu Guijiu had finally regained some semblance of humanity, Lu Shu breathed a sigh of relief. He said, "Lu Guijiu, the road ahead of you is still very long... Don't be blinded by what's in front of you."

Lu Guijiu remained silent.

This spiritual pulse was winding and tortuous, extending for dozens of miles without end. Lu Guijiu searched for Zhang Jingmo's corpse for a long time but couldn't find it.

Due to the spiritual pressure, Lu Guijiu had an extremely difficult time in this spiritual pulse. If it weren't for the endless spiritual liquid sustaining him, he probably would have died long ago.

Lu Shu also didn't try to persuade Lu Guijiu. He knew that only when Lu Guijiu figured it out himself could this matter be resolved.

In this darkness, after an unknown length of time, Lu Guijiu suddenly asked, "Lu Shu, in this world, are there methods to reanimate the dead, to put flesh back on bones?"

Lu Shu laughed, "Of course there are. Have you forgotten? Your master was previously captured and taken to Kuchan Valley for this very matter, and in the end, he refined the Heavenly Core Yellow Spring Pill."

Lu Guijiu said, "Can the Heavenly Core Yellow Spring Pill really bring the dead back to life?"

Lu Shu replied, "Otherwise, how did Tianfeng from Kuchan Valley come back to life?"

He had always thought it was a scam; even with his master's involvement, he had never truly believed it.

Lu Guijiu never believed that there was something in the world that could compete with the King of Hell for lives. Instead, he believed more in the idea that death is like a lamp going out. But now... Zhang Jingmo's death had forced him to believe.

Lu Shu said, "The world is vast, how do you know it doesn't exist?"

With this belief, Lu Guijiu finally stopped being as listless as before. He began to soak his body in spiritual liquid and cultivate continuously, clearing his mind of all distractions.

Seeing this, Lu Shu secretly rejoiced and put even more effort into guiding Lu Guijiu's cultivation. However, Lu Guijiu's temperament had become much colder. If he used to respond to Lu Shu's words with a sentence or two, now even saying a single word seemed too much effort.

In the breaks between his cultivation, he would tell the heart in his hand about how much he loved Zhang Jingmo, how he would definitely find a way to bring Zhang Jingmo back to life, and told him not to worry...

Lu Shu found this scene incredibly bizarre and even began to suspect if Lu Guijiu had entered the demonic path. But apart from these situations, there were no other abnormalities in Lu Guijiu. As Lu Guijiu's cultivation speed increased, the wounds on his body became more obvious. Previously, they only appeared inside his body, but now they had penetrated his entire body and were directly exposed.

Fortunately, with the spiritual liquid and water spiritual energy constantly repairing Lu Guijiu's body, he would not be severely injured due to cultivating the "Blood Hell Heaven Scripture".

When Lu Guijiu first entered the golden spiritual liquid, it forced out the impurities in his body, tempering it once.

And as Lu Guijiu stayed in it every day, absorbing it as if it were free, his physique was constantly strengthened. In just a few years, he could casually snap the sword blades that were used as weapons in the past.

This was why each sect valued spiritual veins so much. The spiritual liquid in the spiritual veins was limited, and every drop was precious. If a sect wanted to cultivate a powerful Nascent Soul expert who could change the situation, they urgently needed this spiritual liquid.

Some sects were rich and powerful, and it was already an excellent treatment for top disciples to soak in spiritual liquid for a year. As for cultivating in it every day like Lu Guijiu, it was simply a dream scenario.

Back then, Zhang Jingmo had also soaked in this spiritual vein for hundreds of years. As soon as he left the spiritual vein, he directly broke through to the late Golden Core stage. If someone as mediocre in cultivation as Zhang Jingmo could break through, it would definitely be even easier for a genius like Lu Guijiu.

While Lu Guijiu was bitterly cultivating day after day due to the stimulation on this side, Zhang Jingmo had also experienced a rebirth on the other side.

What was the point of eating the Luo'e Pill? What was the point of entering the Cold Mirror Wall? Zhang Jingmo had long prepared a trump card and was not afraid at all. His only concern was whether Lu Guijiu would lose his fighting spirit if he saw him do this.

But at that time, Zhang Jingmo thought again that it would be better to give Lu Guijiu a powerful stimulus. Rather than letting Lu Guijiu worry about him every day, he might have another extraordinary encounter.

Zhang Jingmo was right. Lu Guijiu did have an extraordinary encounter. After seeing Zhang Jingmo mutilate himself, it was as if he had lost a part of his soul. He only knew to cultivate day after day, with no smile on his face.

Only when facing that heart would Lu Guijiu show a trace of tenderness.

Zhang Jingmo did not know what consequences his actions had caused. At this moment, he only knew that using the heart he had taken from the Gu siblings to restore his body was the top priority.

Once his body was restored, the Luo'e Pill would lose its effect, and the damage to Zhang Jingmo's dantian from the Cold Mirror Wall would disappear. Zhang Jingmo would turn misfortune into fortune, his dantian would become even more vast, and he could soak in this spiritual liquid for hundreds of years...

After hundreds of years, when he and Lu Guijiu left this spiritual vein and returned to Lingxu Sect, what a magnificent sight it would be.