Gu Changyuan's Cultivation Restored

Mo Yingluo and Mo Yingyue came over, originally wanting to ask him about the path of cultivation to prepare for their future ascension to immortality.

To achieve the best teaching results, the two women suppressed their cultivation bases to the same level as Gu Changyuan.

Gu Changyuan tightly gripped the long spear in his hand and looked up at the two women above, showing not a trace of fear.

Although he temporarily lacked cultivation, his incredibly high physical strength allowed him to deal with the two women effortlessly.

In just a few moves, he suppressed them, looking down at their figures from the sky above.

Facing their master's powerful offensive, the two women's fighting spirit only increased. The battle between the two sides caused the surrounding space to slowly tremble.

If a barrier had not already been set up, it would probably have affected the entire Holy Land.

Seeing that their two junior sisters were no match for him, Ye Qingxue, Bai Ling'er, Yue Lingxi, Tushan Youyao, and Luo Qingchen also joined the battle.

Gu Changyuan let out a cold snort and brought down his palm, suppressing all these disciples who possessed the top-tier talent and combat power in the Jiuxiao Realm together.

After all, his own cultivation was converted through the system link, so his strength was greater than the sum of three major factions, let alone just seven of his disciples.

......

On the early morning seven days later, a familiar fluctuation rippled through Gu Changyuan's sea of consciousness.

The system had returned.

His cultivation began to rapidly increase.

In just a few breaths, it had recovered to its former unfathomable peak state.

The protective restrictions and formations within his body, which had temporarily stopped due to the disappearance of his cultivation and lack of spiritual energy support, were reactivated the moment his cultivation was restored.

At the same time his cultivation was restored, Gu Changyuan used the power of the Nine Tribulations Sword Formation to completely remove the restriction of the first tribulation, the Severing Dust Immortal.

The moment the spiritual energy fluctuations around him surged, an invisible oppressive might spread out, forcing the seven women to step back.

Feeling the familiar, unfathomable aura emanating from their master, the seven women's hearts instantly tightened, clearly knowing that their days of being presumptuous over the past few days were over.

In the next instant, as if sharing a telepathic connection, the seven women immediately dropped to their knees together. They knelt properly not far from Gu Changyuan, their heads lowered, awaiting their punishment.

Gu Changyuan kept his eyes closed, slowly circulating the spiritual energy around him to adjust his internal aura, origin, and meridians to their optimal state, completely smoothing out the faint sluggishness left behind after lending his cultivation to the system.

Only when the spiritual energy in his body flowed perfectly and his condition reached perfection did Gu Changyuan slowly open his eyes. The profound light in his eyes was restrained, and his expression was as calm as an unruffled well.

With the enhancement of spiritual energy, there was naturally no need to change clothes manually. With a single thought, a set of new clothes appeared on him.

Gu Changyuan sat there.

Without deliberately releasing any oppressive might, he simply sat there.

Yet that natural aura of a master effortlessly enveloped the entire room.

The bodies of the seven women involuntarily tensed up a bit.

Gu Changyuan's gaze slowly swept over the seven people kneeling properly in front of him.

At this moment, they had all changed into clean and neat new clothes, with elegant and simple makeup. They lowered their eyes and brows, and the apologetic expressions on their faces were incredibly sincere and respectful.

It was as if the people who had attacked him these past few days were not them at all.

Gu Changyuan sighed softly, his tone carrying a trace of imperceptible helplessness and indulgence.

Originally, he had been secretly pondering how to get along with the seven women and how to respond to their feelings after undoing the Severing Dust Immortal restriction.

He didn't expect them to directly hit the accelerator, catching him completely off guard.

Especially Mo Yingluo and Mo Yingyue.

When the seal was still there before, he didn't realize it.

Now that the seal was lifted and his emotions had returned, looking back at these two girls, weren't they just absolute yanderes?

As that sigh reached the ears of the seven women, their bodies trembled slightly at the same time.

Not knowing what to do, they could only lower their heads even more respectfully.

It wasn't until Gu Changyuan slowly spoke, his tone calm and devoid of any discernible joy or anger:

Speak up. Who was the first to propose this idea?

Hearing their master's question, six of the women involuntarily sneaked a glance at Yue Lingxi beside them.

However, Ye Qingxue was the first to raise her head, her expression firm and her tone sincere:

It was Xiaoxue's idea. If Master wants to punish someone, please punish Xiaoxue.

Her voice did not tremble, and there was no evasion in her tone; every word she spoke was resolute and sonorous.

Gu Changyuan took a look at Ye Qingxue.

Now that Gu Changyuan had restored his peak cultivation, he naturally perceived all the subtle eye movements of the six women and understood clearly in his heart.

It really was Xiao Xi.

After all, she was the first to know that he had temporarily lost his cultivation.

However, he also felt a hint of surprise.

If Ye Qingxue was steady and forbearing, with a delicate mind, who never actively asked for what she wanted but silently kept it in her heart, working hard in secret to fight for it herself without ever causing trouble for others;

And Bai Ling'er was straightforward, directly speaking out about whatever she wanted or liked without hiding anything;

Then Yue Lingxi belonged to the type who was aloof from worldly desires, never fighting or snatching, always quiet and self-restrained.

For her to have such an idea was something Gu Changyuan found somewhat unimaginable.

But it was also reasonable. After all, he had ignored their feelings for too long, making even the most patient person unable to wait any longer.

He gently waved his right hand.

A gentle stream of spiritual energy flew out from his fingertips, supporting Ye Qingxue and lifting her up from the ground.

Alright.

Gu Changyuan's voice carried a hint of a helpless smile.

I know you want to take the blame for Xiao Xi. But I am not very angry.

Gu Changyuan's gaze shifted away from Ye Qingxue and swept over the remaining six women. His voice calmed down, carrying a sense of earnestness.

The fact that I have never responded to your feelings before was not your problem, but mine.

The seven women raised their heads simultaneously, their gazes landing on Gu Changyuan.

Back when I encountered betrayal in the Ruins of Disorder, I set up the Severing Dust Immortal restriction within my body.

After returning to the Jiuxiao Realm, because over a thousand years had passed, as your master, I had long forgotten the existence of this restriction. Therefore, all your expressions of love and companionship were distorted in my eyes, which is why I could never respond.

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