Crimson Immortal 2
Instead, her body now held two kinds of poisonous aura.
The Crimson Immortal had not been extinguished. The burning heat stayed with her, scorching her body like an icy flame.
The cold aura would never leave her in peace, piercing her body like icy needles at every moment.
She felt she was done for.
The Crimson Immortal was raging now. Her body was hot, but her heart was ice-cold.
"Heavens... why... are you doing this to me..."
Her full but bloodless lips moved gently, letting out words that were little more than breaths.
This... path to immortality... is so fucking exhausting.
She lay facedown on the ground, exhausted, her pale face gradually growing warmer. After a long while, Su Fuxi finally raised her sickly, crimson face and staggered to her feet, then stepped onto her sword and slowly flew toward the horizon.
"Cough, cough... at worst, I'll give up cultivating for immortality..."
It was the first time she had said that.
She had given up on herself.
Meanwhile.
Lin Sui, who had parted from Su Fuxi four and a half years ago and left the Heavenly Chasm Jungle three months ago, had finally reached the vicinity, flying at full speed on the No Falsehood Sword with the crystal chip dangling it.
The journey that had taken him years of stumbling along with No Falsehood back then had taken only a few months when he flew straight back.
"Ring!" When Lin Sui reached the place where they had parted, he tried activating the Moon Bell. The distances within the Black Rock Mountain Range spanned only a few thousand li, and he was surprised when the bell immediately vibrated. He hadn't expected her to be nearby!
Lin Sui formed a hand seal and sensed the pull of the Sun Bell, the other half of the bell artifact. He immediately headed toward the Black Rock Mountain Range to look for it.
Hah... Su Fuxi panted softly, lying in a cave, wishing she were dead. The Crimson Immortal had flared up, leaving her unable even to sit in meditation and regulate her breathing.
It was a beautiful stretch of mountain forest, with mountains and water, red leaves and verdant woods, a blue sky and drifting clouds. Wildflowers of every color covered the ground outside the cave, and the temperature was just right. It truly was a paradise apart from the world.
She had chosen this place herself.
If she was going to die, she would die somewhere like this.
For a time, she thought neither of cultivation nor of forming her nascent soul, much less of Lin Sui.
She set everything aside except the predicament before her.
She was thinking about how to purge the poison and, once she had done so, personally kill the red-robed Daoist Gu Sheng. If she did not take this revenge, she could not swallow this grievance, and it made her miserable.
After taking a pill to heal her meridians, she simply lay still. Hah... roasted by cold fire, she felt chilled even though her body was clearly boiling.
Yet her soul force was so formidable that she could not even faint. Instead, she remained conscious through the poison's onset, feeling it boil over again and again, only to be washed over by the cold aura each time.
Su Fuxi haphazardly tore off the silk that had been tied over her eyes for so long and tossed it aside, leaving her hair loose. She concentrated her spiritual sense in her eyes and gazed at the dim cave ceiling. The world was gray and colorless, and her expression was somewhat vacant.
After a long time, her thoughts finally settled on one course-
Purging the poison. I'm in a secret realm. Where am I supposed to find a male cultivator to purge the poison?
Should I dispose of him afterward? I may be ruthless, but I don't want to kill someone who doesn't deserve it.
Besides, she could not muster any interest in that sort of thing.
After lying there for a day, the disheveled Su Fuxi pushed herself up, cast a spell to dry her soaked clothes, and left the cave on her sword.
In a dark corner, a strip of purple silk two fingers wide was left forgotten.
Spreading out her spiritual sense, Su Fuxi swayed unsteadily as she flew above the mountain forest, intending to find a male cultivator to purge the poison, if she was lucky enough to find one.
She had been forced into this.
"Master..." Suddenly, a voice carrying spiritual power was borne from an immeasurable distance by the wind and reached her ears.
Su Fuxi froze, suspecting she had imagined it. She listened closely again, and the faint words "Master" drifted to her on the wind.
Lin... Lin Sui?
A thought struck her, and she hurriedly formed a seal to activate the bell at her waist. The next moment, the little silver bell vibrated with a jingle, and a beam of white light pointed in the direction from which the voice had come.
Her whole body jolted. *!!*
It really was Lin Sui, the last person she would have expected to appear!
Su Fuxi's thoughts turned. She immediately removed the bell and put it in her storage bag, using her spiritual sense imprint to block its sensing. Then she spread out her spiritual sense and searched quietly. Sure enough, she saw a familiar figure flying about, looking for something.
Lin Sui!
Lin... Sui...
Heaven had a road, but you refused to take it. Hell had no gate, yet you insisted on coming!
After a moment of stillness, Su Fuxi suddenly raised a hand and took out a black hooded robe, wrapping herself up tightly. Then she took a piece of silk and covered her entire face, put all her belongings into her storage bag, and even changed into a water-blue dress, leaving her long hair loose and unbound down to her lower back.
Only after forming a seal to shroud her face in a cloud of mist and prevent spiritual sense from probing her did Su Fuxi feel reassured. Her crimson face bore an expression that was hard to describe. Her eyes hardened, and she immediately took to the air, rushing toward Lin Sui three hundred li away.
Elsewhere above the mountain forest, Lin Sui had been traveling for a day. The closer he got to the other half of the bell, the more strongly his bell vibrated. It would vibrate and heat up within five hundred li, which meant they were very close.
Thinking that he ought to leave a good impression on his master after not seeing her for years, he took care to tidy himself up. He changed back into his disciple robes and tied up his long hair with a purple court sash. With his thick brows and large eyes, he looked handsome and clean, very proper and respectable.
"Jingle, jingle..."
Suddenly, the bell vibrated like mad, jingling loudly. Lin Sui was overjoyed. "Master is nearby!"
He hurriedly rode his flying sword in the direction the bell indicated.
"Who's there?!" After flying for only half a quarter of an hour, Lin Sui came to an abrupt stop. An expert! He tried to move, only to find himself restrained by a mysterious force.
A breeze blew, and a black-robed figure appeared silently before him.
"Don't move! There are at least a dozen killing restrictions around you, sealing off every one of your vital points."
The figure's voice was muffled and hoarse, impossible to tell whether it belonged to a man or a woman. Standing in midair a zhang before him, the figure spoke in a teasing tone. "Be careful. One move... and you'll be sliced into pieces scattered east and west, junior."
Lin Sui gritted his teeth and instantly probed the restrictions with his spiritual sense, but he had only just begun learning about restrictions and could not see through the simple restriction formation Su Fuxi had just set up.
"What do you mean by this, senior? You might as well speak plainly!"
If the other party had wanted to kill him, he would already be dead. Lin Sui got straight to the point; after all, he still had to find his master.
"Clever boy!" Beneath the hood, the corners of Su Fuxi's mist-hidden mouth curved slightly. "Heh heh... don't worry, I won't kill you. I just want your help with something."
"What is it?" Lin Sui was puzzled. This person's strength was unfathomable, so why would they need his help? He feared it would not be simple.
The black-robed figure did not answer immediately. Instead, she raised a hand and confiscated all his storage bags, hidden talismans, and the like, along with his flying sword. She did not even spare his disciple identity token!
Lin Sui's face darkened. "Senior, what is the meaning of this?"
Su Fuxi bit the tip of her tongue to keep her head clear, forcibly suppressing the Crimson Immortal Gu wreaking havoc in her body. "Don't worry. Once it's done, I'll return them to you."
She had not expected the boy Lin Sui to have already broken through to the Golden Core Stage. That made things even more difficult for her. If he had been at the Foundation Establishment Stage, she would not have wasted words on him.
Su Fuxi swiftly formed hand seals and cast several restrictions, sealing the circulation of spiritual power throughout his body at several vital points.
"Heh, don't try to force your way through the restrictions. If your upper, middle, and lower dantians are destroyed, you'll be crippled!"
Lin Sui could see that the black-robed figure was clearly an old woman. He did not know what she intended to do, and being at her mercy made him angry.
But those restrictions were incredibly powerful. This person was exceptionally skilled in the art of restrictions, perhaps even more so than his master.
"Junior! If you don't behave, I'll destroy your storage bags!" Su Fuxi gritted her teeth, still uneasy. She simply erased the soul imprints from all his storage bags right in front of him and sealed them with her own spiritual sense.
"Rest assured, I won't take your life."
"Senior, what exactly are you going to do? Please tell me."
Su Fuxi was naturally too uncomfortable to say it. Without a word, she waved away the restriction formation, grabbed Lin Sui by the shoulder, and carried him to the cave from before.
That casual, habitual motion of hers made Lin Sui pause.