parentshiftbook Chapter 2107 Using Realm to Suppress Others
Chapter 2107 Using Realm to Suppress Others
Chapter 2107 Using Realm to Suppress Others
Driven by the instinct for survival, Rong Xiuyuan disregarded the excruciating pain of half his body being torn apart and the weakness caused by the severe damage to his essence. He frantically urged the remaining resentful demonic energy in an attempt to escape this deathly wasteland.
However, just as his shadowy form showed signs of escaping, the cage around him, composed of countless cyan sword energies, suddenly tightened, and a suppressive force crashed down, as if countless invisible chains had locked him firmly in place.
Within the sword formation, the space was sealed off by sword intent, rendering his escape technique, which relied on resentment and demonic energy, completely useless. Escape? It was now a pipe dream!
A glint of madness flashed in Rong Xiuyuan's eyes. He had been entrenched in this ancient celestial ruin for countless years, and had long since formed a deep fusion with the broken formations, the earth's yin energy, and the accumulated resentment here.
Even if he is seriously injured at this moment, as long as he can activate the remaining power of the formation here, or detonate some of the earth vein's yin energy, he may not be unable to blast a way out of this deadly sword formation, or even take Cao Feiyu down with him.
Rong Xiuyuan's remaining shadowy body suddenly erupted with its last strength. His eerie green eyes shone brightly, and a strange, ancient rhythmic spiritual wave, mixed with his resentment, spread rapidly in all directions like ripples.
He attempted to establish the deepest resonance with the underground, the void, the slumbering remnants of the ancient formations amidst the ruins, and the dense yin energy and resentment in this world, forcibly awakening them and transforming them into destructive power.
However, just as his mental fluctuations were about to touch those remnant array nodes and trigger the earth's yin energy, a new change occurred. The remnant array power that should have been easily activated by him was now responding with intermittent resonance.
It was as if a force full of order and purification was mixed in with the resentful music he played, constantly creating noise and interfering with the stability of the resonance.
Rong Xiuyuan's heart sank to the bottom in an instant, and an unprecedented sense of frustration and coldness surged up.
Facing the terrifying, overwhelming sword formation from the sky head-on was already enough to drive him to despair. Now, even his last chance to perish together with the enemy was being stifled by this strange interference.
In such a high-intensity life-or-death struggle, every bit of strength and every moment is crucial.
He finally mustered his remaining strength to try and manipulate the forces of the environment, but it was like a drowning man grasping at a straw only to find that the straw was broken.
Rong Xiuyuan's gaze, filled with madness and resentment, was like two poisoned ice spikes that pierced through the storm of azure sword light that was sweeping across the sky, and fixed firmly on Chen Fei, who had been calmly watching the battle from afar.
From the initial breaking of the illusion, to Cao Feiyu breaking free from the illusion and locking onto her true form, to the timely interference from the lightning pillar during her escape, and now the continuous interference she encounters when trying to draw upon the remaining power of the formation for a desperate last stand...
Endless hatred, resentment, bitterness, and humiliation burned away Rong Xiuyuan's remaining sanity like the most intense poisonous fire.
He hated Cao Feiyu's sword for being too sharp, hated his own lack of cultivation, but what he hated most was this person with the lowest cultivation who had repeatedly ruined his plans.
If it weren't for this person, he would have already manipulated Cao Feiyu at will, devoured her soul essence, and greatly improved his cultivation.
If it weren't for this person, even if he couldn't defeat Cao Feiyu, he would have been able to retreat calmly by taking advantage of his home field and using strange illusions. Why would he end up in such a state of serious injury, trapped, and on the verge of despair?
He was once a being who looked down upon all living beings, but today he is about to fall into the hands of a mere ant in the early stage of the Tai Cang Realm.
This feeling of frustration and resentment almost drove him mad.
The near-death madness and overwhelming hatred completely overwhelmed Rong Xiuyuan's last shred of reason.
He no longer tried to communicate with the remaining troops, nor did he futilely attempt to break through the sword formation's blockade.
The broken, shadowy body, constantly being annihilated and dissolved by the cyan sword light, along with its two eerie green eyes, suddenly collapsed and condensed inward, its color rapidly deepening until it finally turned into a pitch-black color that seemed to absorb all light.
This darkness was the burning of his last primal resentment, the squeezing out of every last bit of power from the depths of his soul, preparing to launch his final, and most desperate, counterattack.
A violent, chaotic, and destructive wave erupted from the pure darkness.
Despite being severely injured and on the verge of death, its power actually increased even further, showing signs of breaking through the bottleneck of the mid-stage of the Tai Cang Realm.
That was a final burst of energy, a last hurrah. The pitch-black demonic energy surged outwards like boiling ink, attempting to resist and even devour the endless blue sword light that was swarming towards them.
However, the Heavenly Sword Formation set up by Cao Feiyu in anger was the top inheritance of Danchen Sect. How could its power be resisted by a single blow from someone who was seriously injured and on the verge of death and hastily burned his source?
"Chucky!"
The pitch-black demonic energy and the azure sword light collided and annihilated each other like fire and water.
Within the sword formation, countless sword lights mercilessly cut, shattered, and purified the struggling darkness. Rong Xiuyuan's final counterattack lasted less than a breath before being completely engulfed by the even more violent sword light.
Amidst the chilling sounds of blades slicing and energy annihilation, Rong Xiuyuan's dark, shadowy body was completely pierced, torn apart, and shredded by countless streaks of azure sword light.
He didn't even have time to fully form his final self-destruction before being purified by the sword light, turning into wisps of the most primordial black smoke, which were then completely evaporated and purified by the evil-dispelling power contained in the sword intent, leaving not a trace.
Only Rong Xiuyuan's mournful roar, filled with endless resentment, unwillingness, and curses, echoed for a moment in the sword formation like the final lament of a night owl, before finally dissipating into the cold, desolate air of the ruins as his body and soul were completely annihilated.
Sensing that the source of Rong Xiuyuan's resentment at the center of the sword formation had completely dissipated without leaving any trace, Cao Feiyu's icy expression remained unwavering.
His long sword still pointed into the distance, his mind closely connected with the sword formation, controlling the thousands of azure sword lights, repeatedly slashing at the void where Rong Xiuyuan had been annihilated for several breaths.
Only after every inch of that area had been repeatedly cleansed and purified by the sharp sword intent and the evil-dispelling sword essence did she flip her wrist, and the long sword trembled slightly, emitting a clear and melodious sound of returning to its sheath.
As the longsword was sheathed, the sword formation that had enveloped an area of several dozen feet slowly dissipated.
The azure sword light, like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, transformed into specks of light and entered Cao Feiyu's body. The violent energy fluctuations gradually subsided, leaving only the wrecked and cracked ground and the lingering evil-dispelling sword intent in the air.
With her tense mind and body suddenly relaxing, Cao Feiyu felt a wave of intense fatigue wash over her, and her internal energy was greatly depleted.
She closed her eyes slightly and slowly exhaled a long breath, which seemed to carry a trace of the heat of the fierce battle and the lingering killing intent.
When Cao Feiyu opened her eyes again, the sharp, sword-like killing intent that had been in her bright eyes had faded, replaced by a deep and complex emotion.
Her gaze swept across the battlefield, finally settling on the distant locations where her fellow disciples had been brutally murdered in the previous illusions.
Although the fight with Rong Xiuyuan was dangerous, she ultimately prevailed thanks to her cultivation and swordsmanship, which did not leave her with much lingering fear.
What truly sent chills down her spine and left her with lingering fear was the despair and pain of being trapped in an illusion without realizing it, being manipulated by that vengeful demon, and watching helplessly as her fellow disciples died tragically and Chen Fei perished. It was a feeling of powerlessness and despair that brought her Dao heart to the brink of collapse.
The illusion was so realistic that it directly touched upon her deepest fears and guilt.
If Chen Fei hadn't broken the illusion at the crucial moment and pulled her back from the abyss of despair, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
Cao Feiyu slowly turned around. Her blue skirt was stained with some dust from the fierce battle, and her hair was slightly loosened from the intense movements. A few strands of hair fell across her forehead, making her jade-like face look less aloof and cold than usual, and more tired and... somewhat dazed.
Her gaze swept across the chaotic battlefield and finally settled on the young figure walking toward her.
Looking at Chen Fei's face, which appeared even clearer in the dim light of the ruins, and at his demeanor as he walked towards her, Cao Feiyu's heart was like a lake tossed with a pebble, rippling with uncontrollable waves.
A smile, like the dawn breaking through the dark clouds, quietly crept onto Cao Feiyu's lips.
This smile was different from her usual gentle smile; it stemmed from gratitude for surviving a desperate situation, and from a soft corner of her heart that had been touched.
Her eyes brightened instantly with that smile, as if reflecting the stars.
Chen Fei's appearance gave Cao Feiyu a fleeting illusion that Chu Xuanyu had appeared. It was a feeling of being protected, guided, and seeing the only light in the darkness of despair.
Back then, whenever she was in danger, it was Chu Xuanyu who appeared and saved her. That's why Cao Feiyu was so attached to Chu Xuanyu.
That attachment is not the weak clinging to the strong, but a deep-seated trust and affection that naturally arises after going through life and death and witnessing each other's most vulnerable and strongest sides.
Chu Xuanyu's departure took away not only a relationship, but also the strongest wall and the warmest light in her life.
Thoughts surged like a tide, never ceasing.
Just as Cao Feiyu's emotions were churning and her gaze was slightly dazed as she stared at Chen Fei, who was approaching her, he was already a few steps away from her.
"Senior sister, are you alright?" Chen Fei stopped and asked with a gentle smile.
"It's nothing." Cao Feiyu responded almost subconsciously, her voice less cold than usual, with a slightly hoarse tone and a hint of barely audible melancholy.
She quickly suppressed the overly obvious smile on her face and returned to her usual calm demeanor, but the complex turmoil deep in her eyes was not so easily quelled.
A brief silence filled the space between them, broken only by the mournful howl of the unknown wind deep within the ruins. Cao Feiyu realized that Chen Fei might have noticed her momentary lapse in concentration, so she quickly adjusted her breathing and forcibly suppressed the turbulent thoughts churning in her mind.
"By the way, how did you see through the illusion just now?"
Cao Feiyu spoke again, her voice returning to its usual clear and steady tone, but upon closer listening, it seemed to have a subtle softness that was more noticeable than before.
"It's the Undying True Suchness Spiritual Mirror. The cultivation technique that Senior Sister recommended before is indeed very good." Facing Cao Feiyu's question, Chen Fei's smile remained unchanged.
He raised his hand, and a faint light flashed at his fingertips. The illusory image of the mysterious mirror from before vanished in a flash at his fingertips. Although it did not fully manifest, the clear, transparent, and illusory Daoist charm had already flowed out.
"The Immortal True Light Mirror?" Cao Feiyu was taken aback upon hearing Chen Fei's words.
The Immortal True Suchness Mirror is said to possess undimmed spiritual light, illuminating the void. True Suchness is unmoved, anchoring the past and present. But ultimately, it is only a claim, or rather, it can only be achieved to a certain extent, and one must cultivate to an extremely high level to attain it.
In fact, at the Tai Cang Realm stage, even if one cultivates this technique to a very high level, its main effects are mostly to enhance spiritual perception and stabilize the mind.
To achieve the kind of insight that sees through emptiness and anchors oneself to the past and present, to perceive all illusions and to maintain an eternally unmoved mind, is virtually impossible. This requires years of arduous cultivation and demands extremely high levels of character, understanding, and even opportunity.
With the power of the ancient Heavenly Court ruins and the cultivation of the Vengeful Demon in the mid-stage of the Tai Cang Realm, the illusionary power she unleashed was something even she couldn't withstand. Chen Fei, relying on the Undying True Light Mirror that he had just acquired, was able to see through the illusion.
Cao Feiyu's doubts deepened. She had personally experienced the terror of that illusion, which was by no means an ordinary illusion or deception.
Instead, it blends a distorted Daoist charm remaining from the ancient Heavenly Court ruins on this land, an extremely dense Yin energy and resentment, and a real illusion meticulously woven by the vengeful demon using its own primordial resentment as a guide, directly targeting the deepest fears and obsessions in people's hearts.
The level and power of this illusion are absolutely sufficient to threaten, or even severely injure, a late-stage Tai Cang Realm expert.
And what about Chen Fei? He was only at the early stage of the Tai Cang Realm, and it had only been a short time since he obtained the inheritance jade slip from the Undying True Light Mirror.
All told, it hasn't even been a month since I recommended him.
"Back in the Xuan Yu Realm, I studied illusion techniques for a period of time. There are also branches of illusion techniques in the array path. Perhaps that's why I'm more sensitive to illusions."
Seemingly noticing the undisguised surprise and deeper doubt in Cao Feiyu's eyes, Chen Fei's smile remained gentle as he explained in a calm tone.
As Chen Fei spoke, he naturally raised his right hand, his five fingers gently brushing across the air, a light flowing from his fingertips, carrying a unique rhythm.
As he waved his hand, a tiny ripple spread across the space in front of him, like the surface of water.
Immediately afterwards, spiritual light converged, and the light and shadow distorted, and a figure that looked exactly like Chen Fei in appearance and clothing appeared out of thin air.
This figure was not an illusion, but a solid, lifelike one, even its aura and expression were incredibly lifelike. After this other Chen Fei appeared, he even smiled slightly at Cao Feiyu and bowed respectfully.
Cao Feiyu's gaze shifted from Chen Fei's real body to the newly formed illusion of "Chen Fei," a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.
With her keen eyesight, she could naturally discern the reality of this illusion. It lacked any genuine life force, and its energy fluctuations were somewhat rigid and monotonous. In essence, it was merely an exquisitely crafted energy creation.
The illusion before them was worlds apart from the terrifying illusion cast by the Vengeful Demon that had previously caused even a mid-stage Tai Cang Realm expert to fall into despair and directly pointed to the flaws in their Dao Heart.
But Chen Fei's casual wave of his hand created the illusion on its own, demonstrating his talent in illusion magic with such ease and effortless skill.
Cao Feiyu dedicated her life to mastering the art of swordsmanship, pursuing the ultimate in offense and an unstoppable edge. While she wasn't completely ignorant of illusions—methods that lean towards deception and mind manipulation—she only had a superficial understanding, which she used for self-defense.
She could never conjure such a realistic illusion as Chen Fei did so effortlessly. This had nothing to do with the difference in cultivation level; it was purely a matter of different focuses and depths of study on one's path.
While Chen Fei's demonstration couldn't fully explain how he saw through the terrifying illusion, it at least provided strong evidence that he indeed had a deep understanding of illusion.
Cao Feiyu turned to look at Chen Fei, her expression filled with doubt. "Junior Brother's talent is far greater than any of our previous estimates. If that's the case, why did Junior Brother choose the Heavenly Origin Technique at the fifteenth level? And judging from Junior Brother's aura just now, did Junior Brother cultivate the sixteenth level of the Heavenly Origin Technique?"
This question had been swirling in her mind ever since she sensed something amiss with Chen Fei's aura. Now, witnessing Chen Fei's astonishing mastery of illusion techniques and the Undying True Light Mirror, this question became even more prominent, even taking on a slightly incomprehensible quality.
Facing Cao Feiyu's probing gaze, Chen Fei's smile remained calm, but he did not immediately answer Cao Feiyu's question about the choice of the Heavenly Origin Technique. Instead, he raised his right hand and made a grasping motion towards the distant Rongxiuyuan Annihilation Land.
A dark ball of light descended from the sky and was drawn in. The ball of light felt cold to the touch and emitted a kind of cold and filthy aura, but it also contained some strange fluctuations.
"Senior sister, please keep this source of the vengeful demon for now." Chen Fei held the dark ball of light and handed it directly to Cao Feiyu.
"This source of the vengeful demon is yours, junior brother. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would have died here already."
Cao Feiyu didn't even glance at the valuable source of the vengeful demon. With a gentle wave of her hand, a surge of Yuan energy supported Chen Fei's outstretched hand and pushed the source of the vengeful demon back.
After pushing the source of the vengeful demon back, Cao Feiyu did not look away. Instead, she took half a step forward and stared directly at Chen Fei with her clear eyes.
"Junior brother, you haven't answered my question yet."
She brought up the old matter again, clearly puzzled by Chen Fei's choice of the Heavenly Origin Technique and his rapid switch to cultivating the sixteenth-level Heavenly Origin Technique.
When Cao Feiyu pushed back the source of the vengeful demon, her soft hand inevitably made brief contact with Chen Fei's palm, which was holding the ball of light, and she felt a cool and delicate touch on her fingertips.
Chen Fei did not force the source of energy to be pushed in again, nor did he immediately withdraw his palm. Instead, he calmly met Cao Feiyu's persistent and inquisitive gaze in this posture.
"Senior sister has keen insight; I have indeed cultivated the sixteenth level of the Heavenly Origin Technique."
Chen Fei said calmly, "The reason for cultivating this technique is simply to improve one's cultivation level more quickly. Other techniques may be powerful, but they can only dominate within the same level."
"Like the Heavenly Sword Technique that Senior Sister cultivates, its killing power is earth-shattering. Within the sect, there is also the Earth Immovable Body Technique, which specializes in defense and is known as invincible among those of the same level. Or there is the Golden Roc Chasing the Sun Technique, which is unparalleled in escape techniques and moves like lightning. These techniques all have their unique features. When cultivated to a high level, one is hard to find an opponent within the same realm, and it is not impossible to fight against opponents of higher levels."
"Since you know that, why did you still..." Cao Feiyu's eyes showed even deeper doubt.
"Because I think it's better to advance to a higher realm faster. When the time comes, all the cultivators of the same level will not be able to advance as fast as me. Wouldn't I be able to suppress others with my realm?" Chen Fei chuckled softly.
"To accelerate your cultivation level and suppress others with your cultivation level?" Cao Feiyu's clear and cold eyes stared at Chen Fei, her delicate brows furrowing slightly.
On the path of spiritual cultivation, spiritual attainment is fundamental.
A significant leap in one's realm often signifies a qualitative leap in the essence of life. The total amount and purity of one's primordial energy, the strength of one's soul, and the understanding and application of the rules of heaven and earth will all undergo a qualitative transformation.
This gap often cannot be completely bridged by exquisite techniques or powerful magic weapons. Just like herself, as a peak mid-stage Tai Cang Realm cultivator, she has an overwhelming advantage over early-stage Tai Cang Realm cultivators and can easily crush the vast majority of early-stage cultivators.
When facing a powerful expert in the late stage of the Tai Cang Realm, even though Cao Feiyu possesses the top-tier inherited Heavenly Sword and has extraordinary swordsmanship, all she can do is maneuver around and seek an opportunity to escape. It is extremely difficult for her to actually defeat an expert from below.
The gap between different realms is real and undeniable.
Therefore, theoretically speaking, if one could break through the barriers of realms at a speed far exceeding that of ordinary people, regardless of the cost, then using realm to suppress others would indeed be the most efficient and direct way to achieve such a powerful breakthrough.
When you stand on a higher mountain peak, you can naturally overlook the scenery below without having to struggle with others on the treacherous paths halfway up the mountain.
However, theory is theory, and reality is reality.
"To suppress others with your cultivation level, there is one major prerequisite: you must actually surpass others at a faster pace and raise your cultivation level." Cao Feiyu spoke slowly, her voice clear and melodious, pointing out the most difficult part of Chen Fei's plan.
It sounds easy to say that you can improve your cultivation level faster, but on the path of cultivation, you need more than just talent and perseverance. You also need a wealth of resources, opportunities, and the key to breaking through bottlenecks.
"The Heavenly Origin Technique is undoubtedly effective in rapidly improving one's cultivation level, but it cannot raise one's realm. To raise one's realm, one must possess a high-ranking spiritual material."
Without the corresponding spiritual material, no matter how abundant your spiritual energy is, how profound your cultivation techniques are, or how outstanding your talent is, you will only be trapped at the peak of your current realm and unable to make any further progress.
Cao Feiyu's cultivation level has been stuck at the peak of the mid-stage of the Tai Cang Realm for many years, but she has been unable to obtain a sixteenth-grade high-quality spiritual material, so she remains at her current cultivation level.
Talented individuals of exceptional quality are rare and precious treasures that are hard to come by, often accompanied by enormous risks and fierce competition.
The sect may have reserves, but they require a massive amount of contribution points to exchange for, and the competition is fierce. Outside, in secret realms and dangerous places, they may also be found, but one must often fight tooth and nail to obtain them from other powerful individuals and even geniuses from other realms.
The reason she came to explore this dangerous ancient celestial court ruins was not only for various cultivation resources, but also for the sixteenth-grade high-quality spiritual materials.
Cao Feiyu's own predicament is the biggest real obstacle to Chen Fei's vision of using his realm to suppress others.
If Chen Fei's talent is truly high enough, then the sixteenth-order Heavenly Origin Technique can allow Chen Fei to rise to the peak of the early stage of the Tai Cang Realm at an extremely fast speed, but where will the sixteenth-order mid-grade spiritual materials come from?
The portion of mid-grade sixteenth-rank spiritual material left for Chen Fei inside Cuiping Peak is only a semi-finished product. Chen Fei still needs to find another half portion of mid-grade sixteenth-rank spiritual material to synthesize a complete spiritual material.
Many cultivators reach the peak of their current realm but are unable to make any further progress because they cannot gather enough spiritual materials for their rank. Moreover, cultivators who practice the Heavenly Origin Technique have the lowest combat strength among their peers. With such combat strength, how can they compete with other cultivators for spiritual materials or rank fragments?
Therefore, Chen Fei's words just now constitute a paradox.
"Senior Sister, do you think my combat strength is too weak, that I can't compete with other cultivators, and that I can't fight those demonic cultivators?" Chen Fei looked at Cao Feiyu's eyes, which were filled with a mixture of inquiry, doubt, and a hint of barely perceptible concern, and pointed out the meaning Cao Feiyu was implying.
Cao Feiyu was slightly taken aback by Chen Fei's direct question, but then nodded frankly.
"However, when Junior Brother blocked that vengeful demon just now, both the formation he set up and the timing he chose were just right."
Cao Feiyu recalled the battle just now. Every time the vengeful demon was about to break free, Chen Fei would set up an array to interfere, ultimately causing the vengeful demon to miss its best opportunity and be killed by her in the end.
It can be said that without Chen Fei, Cao Feiyu would not have been able to see through the illusion, and even if she could, she would have had difficulty preventing the vengeful demon from leaving.
However, Chen Fei's presence completely changed the course of the battle.
“I discovered long ago that I am extremely slow at comprehending many cultivation techniques that increase one’s level, but I can easily master various unorthodox methods.” Chen Fei’s voice was not loud, but the content of his words stirred Cao Feiyu’s heart.
"Therefore, after arriving on the Primordial Continent and discovering the Heavenly Origin Technique, I immediately began to cultivate it."
"Can you easily master unorthodox methods?" Upon hearing this, Cao Feiyu frowned again, but this time the frown was not due to doubt, but rather a sign that she was lost in memories.
Chen Fei's description felt somewhat familiar to her. Just as she was about to say something, a flash of lightning seemed to strike her mind, and a figure from long ago, who had left a significant mark on the sect's records, suddenly appeared.
He was a sage in the history of Danchen Sect who was not known for his unparalleled combat prowess or superior cultivation level, but was remembered for his erudition, ingenious methods, and special contributions to the development of the sect.
That senior, whose Daoist name was Baiyi Zhenren, did not cultivate the Tianyuan Jue. According to the records, Baiyi Zhenren seemed to have an extraordinary passion and talent for all cultivation skills.
He was not a battle maniac, but he had cultivated alchemy, talisman making, array making, weapon making, puppet making, plant making, and many other unorthodox skills to the level of a grandmaster in the sect at that time.
The pills he refined were remarkably effective, the talismans he drew were ingenious, the arrays he set up were ingenious, the puppets he made were agile and skillful, and the spiritual plants he cultivated were diverse in variety and had unique effects.
Cao Feiyu recalled the scattered records in the classics about the fighting style of the Hundred Arts Master. He seemed to rarely engage in direct confrontation with others, but anyone who underestimated him would suffer greatly.
He once used his self-created trapping and illusion formations to confuse several powerful enemies of the same level, subduing them without a fight. He also used specially made pills to put ferocious monsters into a deep sleep or make them docile.
Even during a sect crisis, he used his profound understanding of the earth's spiritual plants to temporarily set up a unique formation, drawing upon the earth's spiritual energy to help the sect's experts repel the invading enemy.
His strength lies not in the power of his individual moves, but in his endless stream of unpredictable and ingenious techniques.
Cao Feiyu's mind was opened up, and she realized that the path Chen Fei had mentioned was not without roots or source.
Throughout the vast history of cultivation, there have always been some cultivators who, though not the most powerful or fiercely competitive geniuses in the traditional sense, have forged their own glorious paths through special talents and dedicated research in one or more areas.
With her thoughts returning from distant history to the present, Cao Feiyu re-examined Chen Fei.
Looking back at the battle with the vengeful demon, wasn't Chen Fei's performance a perfect example of overcoming force with skill?
"Since my junior brother has his own plans, I won't try to persuade him anymore." Cao Feiyu's voice returned to its clear and melodious tone, but it lacked the previous probing and questioning, and instead had a gentler and more affirmative quality.
She no longer tried to correct Chen Fei's path of cultivation, but chose to trust her junior brother's own judgment and choices.
"You must accept this source of the vengeful demon. I'm serious." Cao Feiyu brought up the ownership of the vengeful demon's source again, her tone serious and leaving no room for argument.
Wishing all my fellow book lovers a prosperous Year of the Horse, may you possess the spirit of a dragon and horse, have a heart brimming with boundless wisdom, and may all your wishes come true and your paths be smooth!