A trace of reluctance flickered in Chu Mojin's eyes. "Is there really nothing we can do?"
Su Jiu said calmly, "The demon seed has already drawn out his heart demon. To recover completely, he can only rely on himself. Besides, if he overcomes his heart demon, his cultivation might rise another level."
Since ancient times, heart demons had always been a cultivator's own problem. After all, they did not arise from nothing. With no demon within the heart, no heart demon would be born. If one did arise, it ultimately meant that desire or obsessive fixation lingered within.
Whether desire or obsessive fixation, neither could be borne by someone else in their stead. Even those who wished to help could only labor in vain.
High-rank demon seeds possessed a powerful ability to draw out human desires, an ability that was virtually impossible to guard against. Even Buddhist cultivators could not escape it, just like the Buddhist cultivator implanted with a demon seed whom Su Jiu had once caught on the mountain at Zen Sound Temple...
After answering the others' questions, Su Jiu began.
This time, Su Jiu acted with speed, precision, and ruthlessness. Without giving the demon seed time to react, she first used innate origin qi to restrain the male cultivator, then poured it directly into his branching network of meridians.
She poured it in without restraint, almost reaching the maximum output she could sustain.
Compared with the gentleness the previous three had experienced, the innate origin qi's erosion of this demon seed could almost be called brutal.
Of course, the main source of that brutality was not Su Jiu, but the demon seed inside the male cultivator.
After all, it had already grown tendrils. Although it could no longer siphon its host's vitality, it could still make him