Su Yi did feel somewhat melancholy.
Just a few days ago, his cultivation had successfully entered the middle stage of the Spirit Wheel Realm.
Even his grasp of the Grand Dao of "Origin Ultimate" had reached the level of minor accomplishment.
Judging by the experience of his past life, with his current cultivation, he should have been able to kill opponents in the middle stage of the Profound Illumination Realm!
Unfortunately, he had yet to find an opportunity to verify it himself.
"You're still smiling?"
Su Yi frowned slightly.
You Xue immediately wiped the smile from her face and said in a gentle, melodious voice, "Daoist friend, from now on, whenever you tell me to act, I will act. If you do not permit it, I will not act."
The young woman was as docile as a cat, lowering her stance to the utmost.
She even seemed somewhat humble.
The reason the man in Confucian robes had mistaken her for a maid earlier was largely because, at Su Yi's side, she was simply too meek. No one would ever have imagined that when she fought, she could be as terrifying as a deity.
Su Yi said, "Do you know how the Buddhist sect interprets the four words 'soul-stirring'?"
You Xue humbly asked, "Please enlighten me, Daoist friend."
"A cultivator can only deeply experience the great terror between life and death by cutting off all dependence and every route of retreat, then facing life and death head-on."
Su Yi said, "Under the stimulation of such terror, one's state of mind and soul would be shaken. It would be enough to force out every scrap of a cultivator's potential, tempering their essence, energy, and spirit, achieving transformation and sublimation."
"This is precisely the benefit of tempering oneself in battle."
Upon hearing this,