Cultivation: When you take things to the extreme

"You...!"

Zhou Lingyun exclaimed in shock, instinctively wanting to resist.

But the newcomer had already reached her side, flipping over her head.

Immediately after, without regard for her reaction, a pair of rough, large hands pressed against her back.

"Embrace the divine, guard your heart, follow my Gang Yuan, the energy flows in the cycle of heaven!"

With those words, all her movements were suppressed. Zhou Lingyun was filled with shock and suspicion but found herself unable to move. She could only feel a burning energy forcefully enter her body from behind, aggressively circulating through her meridians, limbs, and bones.

"This..."

"What's happening?"

"Junior sister, don't move, I'm your senior brother!"

"I think I smell the Minotaur's scent!"

"I thought you were going to kill her too."

"You guys shouldn't be so filthy, the Madman Big Brother is clearly helping her heal."

"Healing, but wait, shouldn't the healing process in movies involve stripping off clothes and being face to face, hand in hand? Big brother, your healing technique doesn't seem authentic!"

"Speaking of which, it's been a long time since I've seen Madman Big Brother's clothing burst..."
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Seeing the two sitting on the ground in a posture suggesting they were cultivating energy for healing, the audience in the live broadcast began to let their thoughts wander.

Xu Yang paid no attention, just circulating his Gang Yuan, injecting it into Zhou Lingyun's body.

"Mm~!"

Zhou Lingyun moaned softly, her complexion gradually reddening, her breathing getting heavier; she felt an extreme heat throughout her body, an inexplicable pain and yet an inexplicable comfort.

"This..."

"Something's wrong!"

"There's a bull, there's a bull!"

"Are you sure this is proper healing?"

"Healing is healing, whether it's proper or not is another question."

"I wonder what that 'senior brother' would think if he saw this scene."

"Can't you people be a bit cleaner? I believe Madman Big Brother must be the pure love type."

Looking at Zhou Lingyun, whose face was reddening and who was breathlessly moaning, people's expressions turned strange.

At that moment, blue smoke rose, and whiffs of Qi Blood dissipated. Zhou Lingyun's expression showed even greater pain.

Before the audience could react, a streak of blood light shone from Zhou Lingyun's eyes, and a ghostly face emerged, its expression contorted as it yelled, "Useless, all useless, my Blood God Child has merged with her flesh and Qi, unless you kill her, you cannot harm me!"

"What the hell?"

"You're not dead yet?"

Seeing the ghostly face resembling Deng Tianqi, the audience was startled.

But Xu Yang ignored it, just intensifying his Gang Yuan and channeling it into Zhou Lingyun's body.

"Uh~!"

"Ah!!"

A low moan, a cry of pain, Deng Tianqi's face twisted in agony, and Zhou Lingyun was also suffering.

The Blood God Sutra, based on blood, inherently possesses the capabilities of seizing bodies, even surpassing Nascent Soul entry.

Deng Tianqi had recently cultivated his second Blood God Child and merged it into Zhou Lingyun's body as a last-ditch effort to save his life. He didn't expect it to still be discovered and expelled by this person.

Fortunately, his Blood God Child had already merged with Zhou Lingyun's Qi, sharing her successes and failures; they would flourish or perish together. Unless willing to forsake Zhou Lingyun's physical body, it would be impossible to kill him.

At least, that's what he thought.

But...

Xu Yang, unconcerned with Zhou Lingyun's reactions, forcefully urged the Gang Yuan, practicing the Martial Arts Scripture.

If Deng Tianqi had reached the Nascent Soul Realm, his Blood God Child would possess the abilities to seize the heart and take the soul, then handling this situation might become somewhat troublesome.

But now he's only a Golden Core, and his possession by the Blood Demon had been at the most superficial level of flesh and vital essence. What trouble could that pose to Xu Yang, who has deeply studied the Martial Arts Scripture?

Martial Artists refine their bodies, and what they refine is the Qi Blood of the human body!

Just as Gang Yuan exerted pressure, the Martial Arts Scripture operated, circulating throughout his body like purifying marrow and washing essence until it forcefully expelled the tainted blood...

"Pfft!!!"

Zhou Lingyun spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, which rapidly congealed in the void, becoming a viscous blood stream that tried to escape underground.

Yet unexpectedly, with a single grasp, Xu Yang turned the void into a prison, forcing the blood stream back, catching it in his hand and violently squeezing.

"Bang!"

With a crisp sound, the blood stream exploded, instantaneously turning to ash. The pitiful scream didn't even have a chance to emerge before it vanished without trace.

Xu Yang shook his hands, dispersing the ashes, then leapt up and turned into a long rainbow disappearing into the sky.

Arriving in haste, he departed just as quickly.

Zhou Lingyun was left alone, sitting paralyzed on the ground, with a complex expression on his face.

"This..."

"That's it?"

"Are you speedrunning this or what?"

"So, the Blood Demon is a letdown!"

"I don't even see the point of his demonic possession."

"Should have made more of a show out of it, it's not even been half an hour."

"But seriously, where do all these messed-up things come from?"

"It's not sustainable to keep playing the firefighter here, is there a way to solve the root problem?"

As the Martial Artist turned into a rainbow and left, the event reached its conclusion, yet the live broadcast room remained abuzz with discussion.

However...

The broadcast wasn't turned off; the camera shifted, following the rainbow that cut through the sky heading back to the Taoist Temples.

"This...!"

Seeing this scene, many perceptive viewers furrowed their brows.

The killed had been killed, the saved had been saved, so why not end the broadcast? What was he planning to do?

Could there be more material, another segment?

Or...

The onlookers furrowed their brows, a sense of unease rising in their hearts, a feeling of anxiety intensifying.

Shortly after, other viewers also sensed something was off.

"The broadcast is still not over?"

"Could there be another segment?"

"I knew it wouldn't be this short!"

"Is it going to be more fighting with small monsters, or is a new BOSS battle coming up?"

"Quick, quick, quick...!"

Seeing that the broadcast continued, most people were excited and expectant, with only a few feeling a chill run down their spine.

In such an atmosphere, the rainbow broke through the sky with Extreme Evasion, and eventually returned to Fulong Mountain.

Fulong Mountain, Mingxiao Taoist Temple!

The rainbow descended in front of the gate, revealing the Martial Artist's figure, who stepped into the hall.

Inside the Shenxiao Grand Hall, the air was still filled with the fragrance of incense, exuding a serene and auspicious atmosphere.

Below the Mana Altar, the Taoist Man sat with poise, and beside him stood another person, with hands behind his back standing in front of the altar.

That person stood tall and straight, his stature like a green pine, with his hands behind his back before the Mana Altar. He faced away from the crowd, his appearance unseen, wearing a pure white robe cleaner than snow, untainted and pristine, emanating an ethereal presence, as if a celestial being had descended to the mortal realm.