Chapter 3

"Knock knock." Pei Jianshu outside the door knocked, his tone stern as he ordered, "Shen Qingli, open the door!"

Shen Qingli simply had no time to deal with him, yet he tried to force his way in, "If you won't open, I'm coming in myself."

Shen Qingli felt a tightness in her chest, her breath slightly disordered; she could not stop Pei Jianshu now.

Fortunately, someone outside the door suddenly called out urgently, "Senior Brother, Junior Sister has been calling for you; she's in great pain!"

Pei Jianshu's hand paused on the door, and he warned, "Reflect well; do not let the situation worsen."

Shen Qingli heard his footsteps retreating; she felt no sadness, only relief.

But thinking about it, it's still somewhat ridiculous…

Everyone said they were a golden boy and jade girl, and he seemed to acquiesce.

Yet he had always been distant and cold toward her, and she had thought it was just his nature.

Until that day, when Su Chacha suffered qi deviation, vomited blood and fainted, he abruptly changed his aloof demeanor, anxiously embracing Su Chacha and flying on his sword to Dan Peak. Only then did she realize he was not incapable of being moved—he simply would not be moved for her sake.

It no longer mattered.

Shen Qingli felt no ripple in her heart; she orderly followed the recorded technique's essentials, circulating the immortal-demonic qi within her body.

The immortal cultivator's power, which had been continually dissipating due to the loss of her phoenix soul and phoenix bones, began to recongeal.

The meridians and skin, just shattered and severely injured, rapidly recovered under the tempering of her unwilling demonic qi, and moreover avidly absorbed the immortal cultivator's power with greater toughness.

Shen Qingli secretly gasped, "The demonic qi transformed through the Immortal-Demon Metamorphosis actually possesses such potent healing power? Moreover, immortal cultivator's power and demonic cultivator's qi actually do not oppose each other like water and fire. The Immortal-Demon Metamorphosis..."

Shen Qingli involuntarily recalled the relic where she obtained the Immortal-Demon Metamorphosis technique, picturing that colossal sculpture which seemed divine yet bore an evil, fierce, and unbridled gaze; even now she still felt a shudder.

Merely the statue possesses such a formidable aura!

No wonder his Immortal-Demon Metamorphosis is so heaven-defying.

If she continues cultivating this way, even if she never regenerates her bones, she will not die and can even return to the ranks of the heaven-gifted.

However, without bones, it cannot last long, like duckweed without roots.

Shen Qingli felt she could reforge her phoenix bones anew.

But she did not want to use the magma cavern of the Biyu Sect again!

In this life, having decided not to enter the Biyu Sect, she will absolutely have no connection whatsoever with them in terms of techniques or cultivation!

Thus, being reborn back to the moment her phoenix bones were torn out, she might as well consider it a complete severance.

Shen Qingli, who had already made her resolve, suppressed her thoughts and devoted herself even more earnestly to cultivation.

Now everyone is preoccupied with Su Chacha and has no leisure to attend to her; she must seize the time to recover.

Soon, Shen Qingli stabilized her cultivation at the Xuan Shi realm, preventing any further decline, and her disordered breath settled.

She was also finally about to grasp the core mystery of the Immortal-Demon Metamorphosis, gently circulating the two qi of immortal and demon toward her dantian, on the verge of achieving true immortal-demon fusion!

"Hum!"

At the instant the immortal and demonic powers intertwined in her dantian, Shen Qingli's vision was flooded with splendid purple light!

Afterward, she fell into a world suffused with purple vapor.

"This is..."

Shen Qingli was feeling lost when a line of text automatically appeared in her mind.

Only then did she realize she had obtained a demonic medical space!

"That person, initially, was actually a medical cultivator."

Shen Qingli recalled that evil, fierce, and unbridled statue; she felt a bit surprised, yet it was understandable.

Indeed, only a medical cultivator would understand the human meridians so deeply, and since he studied both demonic and immortal cultivation, he created this method capable of fusing immortal and demonic qi.

But how could she have never heard of such an unorthodox, powerful figure?

One capable of attaining such a level that merely inheriting his supreme art could open a demonic medical space—whether immortal or demon, is certainly no ordinary being.

Even if ages have passed, logically there should be legends about him circulating through the world.

"Huh?"

A sudden mass of white light appeared, interrupting Shen Qingli's thoughts; she instinctively reached out to catch it.

But the light split into two streams, piercing her eyes, causing a sudden stabbing pain!

She almost thought she would go blind, but the cool sensation after the pain made her feel extremely refreshed, and then there surfaced in her mind that person's medical legacy.

And within this legacy, it recorded the method for reforging one's fundamental bones!

Only then did Shen Qingli understand that the purple light within the space was the shaping energy left for the inheritor by that person—primordial qi!

In the beginning of primordial chaos, there was no distinction between immortal and demon; at the onset of chaos, there was no separation of sun and moon.

"This is perfect for me."

The more Shen Qingli comprehended, the more she felt this legacy was tailor-made for her.

It is said that a great being's legacy possesses its own spirituality, autonomously judging whether the seeker is qualified to receive it—and indeed it is so.

Moreover, she truly likes a core line in the technique—

"Heaven and earth are unkind; rules are merciless; thus only the merciless can be supreme."

Purple light flickered in Shen Qingli's eyes; she wholeheartedly agreed!

In her previous life, she was simply too sentimental, feeling her mother's betrayal by her father was too pitiful, and she felt compelled to stay by her mother's side.

To avoid hurting her mother's heart, she not only refrained from looking at her father who was in the wrong, but also dared not meet her younger brother, who originally clung to her dearly but was actually innocent.

Also, because of her sentimentality, she always felt her junior fellow disciples each had their own hardships, and she wished to help them so they would take fewer detours and suffer less.

When facing the sect master and elders, she was even more considerate of their toil, shouldering as many sect affairs as possible.

The result was that they were all snakes in the farmer-and-snake parable!

Trash!

In this life, she will cultivate this merciless Immortal-Demon Metamorphosis!

Whether she becomes an immortal or a demon in the future, she doesn't care!

As long as she can become strong, as long as she can be used by her, that's enough.

"Fusion!"

Shen Qingli had no disagreement at all, and she completely merged with the demon physician's inheritance in the space.

Also because of her heartfelt agreement and the value of her soul's resonance, her immortal-demon technique rapidly rose; but after a moment, her cultivation began to climb back up from the Xuan Master realm!

At the same time, the splendid purple qi in the space continuously poured into her body, gradually reshaping new bones filled with purple light in the place where her bones were empty!

This process is actually not fast...

But Shen Qingli, immersed in cultivation, has already forgotten time.

Because she is cultivating in the demon physician's space, no one can disturb her.

When she finishes rebuilding her foundation bones, she discovers that three months have passed in the space, while only three days have passed outside?

Shen Qingli suppresses her surprise, walks out of the door, and there are still the bloodstains she left earlier on the ground, uncleaned; instead, there is a subtle rustling sound coming from the darkness.

"Who!"

Shen Qingli flashed over and grabbed a thumb-thick little white snake from the dry grass patch?

"Hiss."

The little white snake, on the verge of death, flicked its tongue, but its tail tried to wrap around Shen Qingli's wrist.

Shen Qingli immediately slapped it away, and the little white snake went limp.

But as a flash of purple light passed through Shen Qingli's eyes, she clearly "saw" that the little white snake is a Xuan beast, but having eaten poisonous grass, its Xuan power was completely suppressed, which is why it looks like an ordinary wild snake without Xuan power.

A wisp of purple qi overflowed from Shen Qingli's fingertip, penetrating the little white snake's beast core position.

"Hiss!"

The little white snake's whole body tensed, instinctively wanting to flee!

But Shen Qingli had anticipated this and pinched its seven inches.

"Ow!"

The little white snake let out a human-like cry, its clear and foolish eyes becoming anxious and fearful.

As Shen Qingli's purple qi penetrated, a drop of black blood fell to the ground, emitting a corrosive "sizzle" sound.

The little white snake let out a miserable cry, then froze; it dazedly shook its head, and its snake eyes gradually showed surprise!

Okay!?

Meanwhile——

"Shen Qingli, get out!"

Gu Cihe's voice, noisy and annoying, came over.