Nowadays, Yingluo no longer made trouble or threw tantrums. She was quiet and obedient — a change that brought some peace of mind to those around her. Yet, for Xie Feng, something about this new calm left him strangely hollow inside.
Every time he saw the wounds on Yingluo's body, an uncontrollable rage surged within him. He wanted nothing more than to destroy Baili Liuyue. But just as he was about to act, Yingluo would reach out a small paw and gently pat his hand. Her paw, now stained a deep crimson, was enough to silence his fury.
He didn't understand why she affected him this way. But since his little pet didn't want revenge, he had no choice but to let things go — for now. Still, he told himself that the sooner he obtained what he desired and left this place with her, the better. Otherwise, he might really lose control and tear that woman apart.
Yingluo had always loved reading The Classic of Mountains and Seas of the Nine Provinces, so Xie Feng and the others didn't find it strange that she spent her time buried in those ancient texts.
But Yingluo alone knew what she had truly discovered within its pages — a forbidden method for transforming into a human form. It was dangerous beyond imagination; one misstep, and her soul would scatter, never to reincarnate.
She hesitated at first. But after enduring so much pain and humiliation, she made up her mind. Even if she became a demon, even if her soul was doomed never to return, she would never again live such a powerless life. Even if the odds were slim — even if there was no chance at all — she would fight.
She had already taken the essential elixir. There was no turning back now. She would either die trying or survive to truly live.
On the final page of The Classic of Mountains and Seas, she found a secret technique — one that could forcibly separate a soul from its body and guide a soul into another vessel.
For Yingluo, this was her only hope. Ordinary transformation rituals required deep cultivation and precise arrays — all unreliable. This forbidden art was the quickest, and perhaps her last, chance.
The text even revealed where to find the main ingredient and how to perform the cultivation. Risky or not, she would try it, no matter the cost.
Coincidentally, Xie Feng and his companions were heading to the same academy mentioned in the book — fate, it seemed, was lending her a hand.
As her inner core began merging with her flesh and flowing through her meridians, she could feel its power burning inside her. She knew that if she failed to control it in time, her body would eventually burst from within.
Fortunately, the method required sleep to activate, saving her from suspicion — meditation might have drawn unwanted attention.
From the next morning onward, Yingluo studied The Classic of Mountains and Seas every day, and at night, she quietly practiced cultivation.
At first, when she closed her eyes to sense her inner power, she could feel nothing. But after several attempts, she slowly began to perceive it — the faint pulse of energy coursing through her veins.
Her divine consciousness grew sharper. As her mind followed the flow of her inner core, she could clearly see every bone and meridian within her body.
By the next day, she awoke feeling lighter, her body far more relaxed than before.
It seemed this cultivation path truly was the right one for her.
Patiently, Yingluo spent seven days doing nothing more than exploring her meridians through divine sense alone. As expected, such a secret art was not something that could be mastered overnight.
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