Quick Wear: Beautiful, Strong, Miserable, Whitening Guide

In this enclosed space, time seemed to have lost its meaning. Chu Ziyu sat on the cold stone bed. Although he had tried his best to mobilize the weak spiritual power remaining in his body to resist the cold, the cold was still like a sharp blade, corroding his body bit by bit.

He closed his eyes and tried to meditate to slow down the consumption of his physical strength. However, his injuries and the exhaustion of his spiritual power prevented him from entering a deep state of meditation as usual. His consciousness swung between clarity and blur, and pain and coldness became his only companions.

Inside the cold mirror, time passed slowly, and every breath Chu Ziyu took seemed more difficult than the previous one.

Rong Yu stood in front of the water mirror, staring at the scene reflected in the cold mirror with complicated eyes. Chu Ziyu in the water mirror was curled up alone on the cold stone bed. His face was as pale as snow, and his lips were a faint purple due to the cold. Every breath he exhaled was accompanied by white mist, indicating that the temperature in his body was dropping sharply.

Rong Yu frowned, knowing that Chu Ziyu's spiritual power had been exhausted and he had internal injuries, and he had hit him, so this environment was no different from torture for him. But whenever a trace of pity welled up in his heart, he would think of those future scenes - Chu Ziyu betrayed the sect, joined forces with the demons, and got the ancient magic potion from the Demon Lord. This poison could corrode the body and soul of a Mahayana cultivator without being noticed, and took advantage of his lack of defense against it, causing his cultivation to plummet to the Spiritualization Stage, and eventually being secretly harmed by it, causing the entire sect to suffer a huge disaster.

These images were like sharp swords, piercing Rong Yu's heart. He knew that if Chu Ziyu really betrayed the sect, then such a punishment would certainly not be enough. But on the other hand, he also knew that Chu Ziyu in front of him had not made any mistakes, and even if he framed his fellow disciples, it had not been confirmed.

In the water mirror, Chu Ziyu seemed to feel the gaze of the outside world. He raised his head with difficulty, and a deep light shone in his eyes. It was a firm and clear look, without anger or resentment, but only deep helplessness and sadness.

Rong Yu felt a sudden pain in his heart. He couldn't be sure whether his choice was correct, and he couldn't judge whether the future would be the same as his previous life.

The image in the water mirror gradually blurred, Rong Yu slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm his inner fluctuations. When he opened his eyes again, his face was calm again, but there was an indescribable heaviness in his eyes.

This was just what Rong Yu saw from the outside world. Chu Ziyu had already returned to the system space, and only the body's instinctive reaction remained outside.

Although Chu Ziyu in the outside world only reacted instinctively, with the help of the system, he could still sense Rong Yu's gaze. When he felt Rong Yu's gaze, Chu Ziyu's instructions in the system space made his body respond, and he slowly raised his head and looked in the direction of Rong Yu.

At that moment, the gaze of Chu Ziyu that Rong Yu saw in the water mirror was clear and firm, as if it had penetrated the boundaries of time and space and was directly facing his soul. That seemingly simple action silently but powerfully touched the depths of Rong Yu's heart, causing him to struggle subtly.

Chu Ziyu did not realize how much impact this seemingly unintentional action would have on Rong Yu.

"Boss, your body can't stand the cold here. Your spiritual roots have been corroded. If this continues, not only will your cultivation level decline, but your spiritual roots will also freeze."

"This is exactly what my good master wants to see. His resentment is already 99%. If I don't let him vent his anger, he will kill me directly. Besides, I didn't do any of those things. If he knows that he has wronged me, he will definitely take me out immediately. What is the original owner's wish?"

"The original owner hopes that the master is well and will protect the sect that raised him, so that the sect will not be disturbed by the demon world."

"He didn't ask for anything for himself?"

"No, sir. This is all he wanted. sir, you have been here for an hour, and those disciples will wake up in about half an hour. Then we can go out."

In Yichun Hall, all the disciples who were on the mission were here. The fifth elder Liu Rufeng was busy. He was busy seeing the wounded just now and had no time to go to the Discipline Hall. When he heard the news, Chu Ziyu had been locked up in the cold mirror. He had already discovered the strangeness of these disciples. Although they were unconscious, their injuries were gradually recovering. Judging from their pulses, they would wake up soon. In Yichun Hall, a faint smell of medicine filled the air. The figure of the fifth elder Liu Rufeng shuttled between the medicine racks and the wounded, and his brows were full of worry and fatigue. This mission was obviously unusual. Many disciples returned with injuries, and their faces revealed fatigue.

In the busyness, Liu Rufeng did not notice the movement in the Discipline Hall until a disciple who came to report breathlessly told him that Chu Ziyu had been imprisoned in the Cold Realm. This news was like a bolt from the blue, shocking Liu Rufeng. He knew what the punishment of the Cold Mirror meant, especially for a young disciple whose spiritual power was not yet mature.

Doubt and uneasiness surged in his heart. Chu Ziyu had always performed very well in the sect. Although he was not his disciple, he had a very good impression of him and had never heard of any faults by him.

Liu Rufeng approached the unconscious disciples and carefully checked their pulses and injuries. He found that the injuries of these disciples were not as simple as external injuries. Their spiritual power seemed to have suffered some strange interference, which caused temporary confusion of their spiritual veins. But what surprised him even more was that their bodies were healing at an incredible speed. This recovery ability was not achieved by ordinary healing spells, but by magic arrays.

This discovery made Liu Rufeng even more suspicious. He wondered in his heart whether Chu Ziyu was really related to what happened in this mission, or was there another hidden story?

While thinking, a disciple frowned slightly, as if he was about to wake up. Liu Rufeng immediately slowed down his movements, knowing that once this disciple woke up, he might be able to solve the mystery that troubled him. He decided to wait patiently and send someone to the Discipline Hall to learn more about the situation.

Wu Xiao slowly opened his eyes and felt that his injuries had improved significantly, which surprised him. He sat up dazedly and looked around, trying to find his senior brother Chu Ziyu. During the mission, the senior brother was always their protector. Whenever danger came, it was always Chu Ziyu who stepped forward.

However, there was no sign of Chu Ziyu by his bed, which made him nervous. He quickly got up from the bed and asked other disciples of Yichun Hall about the whereabouts of his senior brother. A fellow disciple whispered to him that Chu Ziyu had been imprisoned in the cold realm because he framed his fellow disciples.