In the following days, the Tiangang Sect strengthened its defenses and also tried to find out about Wu Penghui, but still found nothing.

Ye Qingyang resumed his previous life, practicing martial arts in the morning and watering the medicinal herbs in the evening, only now he was missing one person to accompany him.

One day, after Ye Qingyang finished meditating outside, he suddenly felt something was strange; he seemed to be too calm.

His best friend has disappeared without a trace, yet he can act as if nothing happened and go about his business as usual. When did he become so cold-blooded?

He began to reminisce about the happy times he had spent playing with Wu Penghui. As he reminisced, he thought of his younger sister and brother at home, and the days when they played together.

A slight smile unconsciously appeared on his face as he thought to himself, "How happy those days were! Why did I want to grow up quickly? When I grew up, I could help my family solve many problems."

"But now that I can help ease the burden on my family, why am I not happy? Instead, I have a lot of worries and prefer to reminisce about the past. Is this the price of growing up? Losing happiness, having worries, and being more guarded and calculating towards people and less sincere in order to make a living."

Ye Qingyang sighed and decided to stop thinking about these troubling matters. He stood up, stretched his limbs, and then walked towards his residence.

When he got home, he saw that the herbs in the yard were a bit messy, so he began to tidy them up. He carefully pruned the branches and leaves, removed the withered and yellow leaves, and felt the breath of nature, and his mood gradually calmed down.

As he straightened up, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart, so painful that he couldn't stand up straight. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead and onto the ground. He felt as if a large hand was squeezing his heart and tearing at his heart vessels, but he could recover in just a moment.

Ye Qingyang was completely bewildered. If it weren't for the fact that his hand was still clutching his heart and that beads of sweat were forming on his forehead from the pain, he would have doubted whether he was hallucinating.

He immediately took his pulse, but there was nothing wrong with him; he was perfectly healthy.

He thought to himself, "Could there be something wrong with the cultivation technique?" He recalled that he had been stuck on the second level for a long time. He had always thought it was because he was dull-witted. Could it be that he had gone astray in his cultivation?

The idea popped into Ye Qingyang's mind, and the more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed. He hurriedly went back to look through the "Wuji Gong" manual, but it was an incomplete copy and did not record the characteristics of demonic possession.

Helpless, Ye Qingyang could only place his hopes on Chu Xingyun, who was about to return from gathering herbs elsewhere.

The day passed quickly, and Ye Qingyang was also feeling irritable and restless. He went to bed early and closed his eyes to recall the day's events.

Ye Qingyang felt something was off. He had always been very careful in his cultivation, and he couldn't help but feel that something was wrong with his technique.

"Could it be that there's something wrong with the cultivation technique that Doctor Chu gave us? But even though it's an incomplete version, Ye Qingyang checked it and there were no signs of alteration. Where exactly is the problem?"

As Ye Qingyang pondered, he felt as if something was about to emerge from his mind, as if he was about to guess it, but he just couldn't quite put his finger on it.

Suddenly, a word popped into his mind—emotion.

When his emotions fluctuate greatly, he always seems to feel that something is wrong with his body, but I have never heard of any possibility that practicing this technique could cause him to become possessed by demons due to the great emotional changes!

It can't be some kind of technique that severs emotions and love! Cultivation requires forgetting emotions and severing desires, which is why the more I cultivate, the more ruthless and cold-blooded I become.

Thinking this, Ye Qingyang couldn't help but laugh at himself. The more he investigated, the more outrageous it became, even bringing up stories of cultivation novels from picture books.

Unable to figure it out, he simply went to sleep, since he didn't have the habit of making things difficult for himself.

But to his utter surprise, his most outrageous guess turned out to be correct: he was indeed cultivating immortality, and had unknowingly stepped into the world of cultivation.

He became increasingly cold-blooded, influenced by those around him and also by his cultivation techniques. In the cultivation world, the strong prey on the weak, and the cultivation techniques themselves are designed to make oneself stronger. In particular, things like emotions that affect oneself need to be suppressed to a certain extent.

Therefore, all basic cultivation techniques will have this characteristic, gradually making the cultivator calmer and more rational. Under the influence of the environment, some cultivators will slowly become cold-blooded and ruthless.

Of course, Ye Qingyang only learned all of this after he re-entered the world of cultivation. At the same time, he realized that he was not suffering from qi deviation in the ordinary sense, but rather that his unstable state of mind caused a backlash from his cultivation technique.

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