Cultivation: Starting from a Mortal Bone

Yan Yu was shocked, but Qin Yu was troubled.

The Pure Yang Divine Body could indeed restrain Death Qi, but with the vast, cloud-like swathes of Death Qi below, how was he supposed to purify all that?!

Was he supposed to just jump in?

The thought alone was enough to send chills down his spine.

Besides, in that ink-black Death Qi, was there truly no other threat?

Obviously, there was.

Qin Yu had already activated his Celestial Eye; under its gaze, the Death Qi couldn’t obscure his sight in the slightest.

His attention landed on the core of the Hundred Sword Sect—where Spiritual Qi once flourished and the Spirit Vein wound its way—now transformed into a deep, unfathomable pit.

Inside the pit, viscous, ink-like Death Qi churned, cutting off all light. Even glancing at it brought the dread of being devoured.

And it was amid that undulating, inky Death Qi that Qin Yu’s Celestial Eye, clear as daylight, caught a trace of something abnormal.

That thing seemed tangible yet not, as if a malevolent ghost drifting out from the Netherworld, nearly melded into the surrounding Death Qi, making it nearly impossible to detect.

But beneath the Celestial Eye, it was still laid completely bare.

"That is... a ghost entity?!"

Qin Yu’s expression grew grim.

At this moment, he wasn’t particularly familiar with ghost entities.

The banner he’d seized from that Hundred Sword Sect Elder long ago didn’t hold a true ghost entity—more like a separated fragment?

It was obvious someone was using this Spirit Vein of the Hundred Sword Sect to nurture the ghost entity!

Just thinking about it made his scalp tingle.

If this could happen at the Hundred Sword Sect, could it not also happen at Cyan Mountain Sect, or other Immortal Sects?!

Perhaps, once this ghost entity completely consumed everything here, Cyan Mountain Sect and the Demon Sect would be next.

Still, Qin Yu didn’t act rashly.

Because with the Celestial Eye, he saw the presence of another monstrous entity.

It was a Malice Spirit that had broken its seal!

It wasn’t a Spirit Body, but formed of pure Malice—it was thus unhindered by Death Qi.

Back in the Secret Realm, Qin Yu already felt how terrifying Malice Spirits could be.

If not for the Celestial Eye exposing its presence, he would’ve suffered greatly no doubt.

To be sure, Qin Yu turned to the little rabbit by his side and asked, "Yan Yu, do you have the Bright Moon Pearl?"

"I do!"

Yan Yu was surprised Qin Yu had somehow detected that Malice Spirit’s presence.

This guy—was he really just a Golden Core Cultivator?!

Despite her doubts, her movements were quick—a pale, moonlit bead appeared in her palm with a flick of her slender hand.

As she spurred it on, the radiance enveloped the two of them.

"Whatever you want to do, just go ahead!"

Yan Yu’s calm voice was brimming with confidence.

Although she couldn’t purify the Death Qi below, suppressing it wasn’t an issue.

"Alright!"

Qin Yu took a deep breath. Inside him, True Essence surged; as he weaved seals one by one, profound Array Patterns slowly took shape.

"Buzz!..."

As the Star Prison Array gradually formed, the Malice Spirit below sensed it—the intertwined red-and-black eyes locked fiercely onto Qin Yu, brimming with violent intent.

"Ooo-waah!"

With a howl, it lunged at Qin Yu.

"Hmph!"

Yan Yu snorted coldly and casually extended her hand. Some special Dao Rhyme in the heavens and earth instantly transformed into a giant palm, gripping the Malice Spirit and keeping it firmly restrained.

After all, this was just a Malice Spirit suppressed below an Immortal Sect; perhaps Lotus Platform Cultivators couldn’t handle it, but she was a Flame Guard!

"Screeech—!"

The Malice Spirit shrieked, its wail piercing through space—sharp and miserable, like a blade slicing through silence. Yet, protected by the Bright Moon Pearl, Qin Yu was barely affected at all.

"Descend!"

As the final Array Pattern aligned, a complete Star Prison Array condensed in midair. Under Qin Yu’s control, the ancient array—bearing the power to suppress all things—grandly descended toward the bound Malice Spirit.

The Malice Spirit sensed an unprecedented crisis. It struggled with all its might, desperate to break free of its invisible shackles.

But all its efforts were futile; no matter how it howled or wrestled, it couldn’t halt the falling array.

[Purifying Malice +500]

[Purifying Death Qi +100]

"Screeech—!"

This scream was far more anguished than before, and the shockwave was visible to the naked eye—the entire realm flooded with violent, negative emotions.

The sound was deafening, but its effect was clearly weaker.

"Huh?!"

Qin Yu eyed the numbers flickering above the flame, a trace of surprise in his gaze.

This Star Prison Array... could it also purify Death Qi?!

Surely not—or else, Yan Yu would’ve brought him together to the Hundred Sword Sect in the first place.

Right now, he didn’t know that what was truly purifying the Death Qi wasn’t the Star Prison Array, but his own unique... True Essence!

A wave of joy flashed through Qin Yu’s heart.

He’d been agonizing over how to purify such quantities of Death Qi. He couldn’t just go for a swim in it, right?

This was saving him a ton of trouble.

So the following actions were straightforward—he kept drawing arrays, smashing them consecutively at the Malice Spirit.

[Purifying Malice +500]

[Purifying Death Qi +100]

Each round earned him six hundred Flame Points. Qin Yu was so pleased he wanted to keep going forever.

But how could that little Malice Spirit possibly withstand it?

After provisioning more than ten thousand Flame Points, it finally dissipated completely.

[Flame Point: 115658]

Not bad at all.

Keeping this up, even if his Spiritual Power didn’t break through, he could still improve his Root Bone a bit.

Qin Yu glanced at the now thinner Death Qi—and started drawing arrays again.

He hadn’t forgotten: a ghost entity was still hiding within the Spirit Vein.

[Purifying Death Qi +100]

The area purified was pretty much the same, so why did it still only grant a hundred Flame Points per round? Qin Yu figured it must be the density of the Death Qi.

Even a small mosquito is still meat.

The main thing was—the existence of this Death Qi was a huge hidden threat. It had to be dealt with.

But as Qin Yu observed, he noticed something a little off.

When the Star Prison Array fell and purified the Death Qi, it seemed a tiny bit different from how it affected Malice Spirits.

"Is it because of the True Essence?"

Might as well test it out.

Qin Yu casually gathered a wisp of True Essence and tossed it into the misty waves of Death Qi.

Beneath his gaze, that True Essence was like a scorching iron ball—any Death Qi it touched melted away like snow before a blazing sun.

[Purifying Death Qi +1]

[Purifying Death Qi +1]

...

The area was small, and the Flame Points ticked up one by one—but after nearly twenty points, the True Essence was spent and the gain halted.

"It really works?"

Qin Yu was utterly overjoyed.

This was, without a doubt, dozens of times easier than conjuring up the Star Prison Array.

Meanwhile, without him noticing, Yan Yu at his side was already too stunned for words.

She had always thought Qin Yu was just reinforcing the ancient array.

After all, the Star Prison Array only suppressed Malice Spirits—if it truly purified them, so long as the array remained, Malice Spirits could never pose a threat.

But what had she just witnessed?!

That very Malice Spirit had actually been purified!

What on earth was going on here?!

After thinking it over, Yan Yu still felt it must be because Qin Yu’s Spiritual Power was special.

In fact, she wanted to report the situation to the Empress immediately. But since Qin Yu was still going, she couldn’t let her guard down either.