"Let's call it a day!"
Seeing the third Martial Sister crouched like a ball, Bai Lian emerged from the shadows.
"Elder Martial Sister…"
Recognizing the familiar voice, Xiao Jinse quickly halted her actions, concealing her clenched fist behind her back as if afraid of being seen by Bai Lian. Although her original intention had been to assist the third Martial Sister, she didn't want Elder Martial Sister Bai to misunderstand her motives.
"I've always advocated a balance between cultivation and rest. It's quite late now, so if you want to compete, it's better to do so tomorrow."
"Elder Martial Sister, are you angry with me?"
"Competition can be beneficial, driving growth, but it doesn't mean you must go to extremes. You and your fellow Martial Sister should support each other, not just compete."
Bai Lian's words reassured Xiao Jinse, and she nodded eagerly, her head bobbing up and down like a chick pecking at grains.
On the other side, Su Youwei cautiously rose to her feet. She didn't dare meet Martial Sister Bai Lian's gaze, fearing that her true intentions might be laid bare.
Suddenly, a hand reached out and clasped her wrist without a word.
Su Youwei, "…"
Bai Lian's frown deepened as she inspected the injury. She reached into her robe and produced a milky jade bottle.
[Callus Pill]
It was used to treat injuries. Bai Lian poured out a pill and instructed Su Youwei, "Open your mouth."
Su Youwei complied, allowing Bai Lian to place the pill on her tongue. As Bai Lian withdrew her hand, her fingers brushed against Su Youwei's lips, leaving a strange sensation behind.
Unperturbed, Bai Lian focused on Su Youwei's well-being, while Su Youwei's thoughts raced. Not long ago, she had touched Martial Sister Bai Lian's foot, and now their fingers had brushed again…
She stole a nervous glance at the second Elder Martial Sister, a small thrill stirring within her. At least she had displayed such an act in front of the second Elder Martial Sister!
With Bai Lian's treatment complete, Su Youwei reluctantly closed her mouth. Despite the pain, her spirits had lifted, and the prospect of a painful competition seemed trivial compared to this moment.
Bai Lian instructed, "Gather in the courtyard at midnight tomorrow. I'll assess your progress."
"Yes!"
The two Martial Sisters chimed in unison.
With their conversation concluded, Bai Lian led Xiao Jinse away. As they passed the gate, the jade rabbit was still diligently practicing calligraphy.
Bai Lian bestowed a handful of spiritual herbs upon the rabbit, her heart swelling with affection for her adorable companion.
In her quarters, Bai Lian directed Xiao Jinse to take a seat on the futon. Extracting a Sandstone Worm's Inner Pill from her belongings, Bai Lian offered it to Xiao Jinse. Although the pill's energy level might exceed Xiao Jinse's needs, time had slightly diminished its potency, making it a suitable candidate for enhancing her Spiritual Root.
"I'm about to begin," Bai Lian informed her.
"Alright," Xiao Jinse replied, her resolve unwavering. "Elder Martial Sister, I can handle it. Don't worry about me."
Bai Lian pressed her index finger against Xiao Jinse's Dantian, transferring the pill's energy and other assisting substances into her body. Xiao Jinse felt her body warming, and as the potent spiritual force coursed through her meridians, guiding her cyclone, an involuntary groan escaped her lips.
"Uh huh -"
Startled by the sound, Bai Lian swiftly erected a sound barrier, sweat forming on her brow. The sudden noise was much louder than she had anticipated.
Panicked, she extended her senses toward Su Youwei's room, only to discover that the third Martial Sister was lying on her bed, seemingly oblivious.
Bai Lian heaved a sigh of relief. Thankfully, she hadn't heard anything.
The system tasks then came to mind. If she chose Task 1 and carried it out tomorrow night, the sound from earlier might reach the third Martial Sister's ears.
Shaking off her anxiety, Bai Lian continued her work, focusing on improving Xiao Jinse's Spiritual Root.
...
In her own room, Su Youwei grappled with her internal demons. Her greatest challenge was suppressing these inner conflicts. The consequences of failure could prove dire, imperiling her ability to weather the thunderstorm of heavenly tribulation upon reaching the Golden Core Stage.
She couldn't afford to let Martial Sister Bai Lian's efforts go to waste. How could she quell these internal storms?
Su Youwei tossed and turned in bed, reflecting on her predicament. Her main problem was her internal demons. Without suppressing them, she might not survive the impending tribulation during her Golden Core Stage breakthrough.
Determined to overcome this obstacle, Su Youwei recalled Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian's advice. Bai Lian had once conquered her own fears by visualizing a flawless self. Could Su Youwei apply the same method to battle her own inner demons?
While she lacked a full understanding of the Contemplation technique, she believed that attempting to create an idealized self was a reasonable starting point.
In this frame of mind, Su Youwei closed her senses, entering a state of deep concentration. She was confident that the safety of Qiongming Peak would protect her during this introspective journey.
Time seemed to blur as Su Youwei delved into her sea of consciousness. Despite lacking comprehensive knowledge of the Contemplation technique, creating an alternative self was straightforward. She devoted considerable time to crafting an image of this perfected version of herself.
Whether it was a quarter of an hour or an hour, Su Youwei couldn't determine. When she eventually emerged from her focused state, she was surprised to find an exact replica of herself within her mental realm.
Before she could relish this accomplishment, a vivid crimson flooded her consciousness, overwhelming her senses. A ferocious, monstrous presence emerged from the edge of her mental realm.
Her internal demon!
Su Youwei's eyes widened in terror. Her inner demon was manifesting itself!
A slap echoed, and the "Perfect Su Youwei" she had conjured shattered into fragments.