"That's right." Zheng Yunyi stared somewhat blankly at the sword in his hand, which still ran through his master's body. There was sorrow in his eyes as well, and he said softly, "This wasn't... wasn't what I wanted either, but..."
He did not continue, but both Heavenly Mystery Child and Ju Yunxiu understood what he meant.
The energy spilling through the surroundings was incomparably dense. This was the first impression of anyone approaching this place. Yet from Nine Infants to Heavenly Mystery Child to Ju Yunxiu, no one had tried to absorb it for cultivation. Why?
Because it was an energy connection belonging to a certain person or a special region, not pure, usable Spiritual Energy.
On the contrary, one should circulate one's arts to resist it. Forcefully absorbing it for cultivation was tantamount to inviting harm into one's own body.
There was only one circumstance in which it could be used: if one had accepted the other party's mark, something akin to a master-servant pact.
Nine Infants had only dared to gamble on accepting this "inoculation" after reaching Supreme Clarity, and even then it had been like walking a tightrope, trusting that it would not be controlled. How could Zheng Yunyi, a mere Radiant Yang cultivator, possibly resist?
Even if he had not been invaded through Body Seizing, he must have suffered grave control and guidance.
He had slain his master because he was controlled? Ju Yunxiu retorted without mercy, "If it had been some brainless fool, I might believe he did not know the consequences. But you are one of the finest of the Scheming Sect. I do not believe you did not know that once you accepted the mark, your fate would no longer be your own! If you had considered your master even the slightest bit,