Chapter 0714: Destruction and Rebirth

Chapter 0714 Destruction and Rebirth

Just as Qin Yun was about to jump into the Immortal Demon Blood, Bingxing yanked him back!

"Bingxing, what's wrong?" Qin Yun asked.

"Strip completely first!" Bingxing said coldly. "This Immortal Demon Blood has been refined to extreme purity. Your clothes would contaminate it!"

Qin Yun suddenly felt shy and said awkwardly, "Bingxing, can you turn around?"

"No! You saw me last time—now it's my turn to look at you!" Bingxing's voice was stern and icy. "Hurry up!"

Qin Yun’s jaw dropped—he could’ve swallowed his own fist!

She’s really holding a grudge!

Clearing his throat, Qin Yun could only strip off his clothes, heart pounding.

After a deliberate once-over, Bingxing called out, "You can go in now!"

The large barrel was half a person's height, so Qin Yun could only sit inside to fully immerse himself. He asked, "Bingxing, I’ve let you look at me—we’re even now!"

"Hmph. Not a word to Yuelan," Bingxing deadpanned. "Keep bleeding—the blood needs to seethe!"

Qin Yun continued releasing his blood, causing the Immortal Demon Blood in the barrel to churn violently.

Ling Yuner piped up, "Xiao Yun, you’re hopeless, letting a woman bully you like this!"

"Yun'er, Bingxing isn’t just any woman—she’s a *Fairy*! I’m weak compared to her, so it’s normal for her to manhandle me," Qin Yun retorted indignantly.

"You should get your own back! Otherwise, you’re just letting her take advantage of you!" Ling Yuner huffed.

"Me, take advantage of her? That’s just asking for death! What if she rips my heart out?" Qin Yun didn’t dare entertain such thoughts.

"You’re still too young. Let me teach you!" Ling Yuner giggled. "Fake a pained look and ask her to kiss you. Easy!"

Qin Yun suddenly glanced at Bingxing, who stood beside the barrel.

Arms folded, her piercing gaze never wavered as she stared intently at him.

Looking at this cold Fairy, Qin Yun felt conflicted. A reckless part of him wanted to kiss her, but another part knew it’d be suicidal.

"Forget it. I’ll wait for a better opportunity," he scrapped the idea, not wanting Ling Yuner to corrupt him.

Ling Yuner sensed his hesitation and pouted. "You don’t trust my plans? Talk about ungrateful!"

"If it fails, I’m the one who’ll suffer, not you!" Qin Yun shot back. "Stop giving me stupid ideas!"

"But you’re actually considering it—that’s progress! Color me impressed!" Ling Yuner laughed cheerfully.

"I just don’t like being taken advantage of without payback!" Qin Yun grumbled.

"Exactly! Now you’re talking!" Ling Yuner encouraged.

Just then, Bingxing’s hand suddenly dipped into the barrel, pressing against Qin Yun’s chest.

"Seriously?!"

Qin Yun seethed internally. He was starting to suspect Bingxing was deliberately—or at least subconsciously—copping a feel.

Qin Yun sat inside the large barrel, reclining against its edge, while Bingxing stood beside him, leaning slightly forward to place her hand on his chest.

"I'm about to begin the joint cultivation with you. Are you prepared?" Bingxing asked.

"Prepared? What kind of preparation?"

Qin Yun also felt that soaking in the Celestial-Demonic Blood was too calm, only then realizing Bingxing hadn't started the joint cultivation with him yet.

The final step required Bingxing's assistance to guide him in absorbing the Celestial-Demonic Blood.

"The process might be very painful!" Bingxing said.

"Come at me! What is pain? I don't even know—the word 'pain' doesn't exist in my memory!" Qin Yun laughed loudly.

"Don't go crying from the pain later!"

Bingxing said with a cold smirk, then began to perform the Sun and Moon Heart Sutra to engage in joint cultivation with Qin Yun.

Once the Sun and Moon Heart Sutra flowed smoothly, she then employed the techniques of the Celestial-Demonic Sacred Body Art to guide the Celestial-Demonic Blood into Qin Yun's body.

Soon enough, the Celestial-Demonic Blood surged into Qin Yun's body!

"Ah!"

Qin Yun suddenly screamed as the boiling Celestial-Demonic Blood seared through him like molten metal.

Even worse, the Celestial-Demonic Blood raged uncontrollably inside his body, instantly shattering his bones, muscles, and meridians.

His internal organs were pulverized by the invading Celestial-Demonic Blood.

The process was excruciating, and Qin Yun could do nothing but scream madly!

Bingxing, standing beside him, channeled her energy to pin him down, preventing him from thrashing too violently.

Though Qin Yun's exterior showed no injuries, his internal structures had turned to pulp.

"The Celestial-Demonic Blood is overwhelmingly powerful, and under the influence of the Celestial-Demonic Sacred Body Art, it becomes even more violent, obliterating everything within you!"

"Then, the Celestial-Demonic Sacred Body Art will also control the Celestial-Demonic Blood to rebuild everything within you! This cycle repeats—destruction followed by reconstruction!"

Bingxing, standing behind Qin Yun, knew he was in immense pain. For some reason, she felt a pang in her heart.

"Qin Yun, if you endure this, you will succeed in cultivating the Immortal-Demon Physique. If you fail, you could end up crippled!"

Bingxing's voice resounded in Qin Yun's consciousness: "Sister Qi Rou entrusted me with this task precisely because she knew I was by your side, confident I could help you through this!"

"She placed this heavy responsibility on me, and the weight of this responsibility is crushing. You must endure and succeed!"

"Sister Bingxing, I will definitely hold on!" Qin Yun ground out through clenched teeth.

A day passed!

The torment showed no signs of abating, but Qin Yun could feel his body growing stronger!

Before, the Celestial-Demonic Blood would reduce his internals to slurry the moment it entered.

Now, even as vast amounts of Celestial-Demonic Blood surged in, his freshly reforged bones, sinews, and flesh could hold out briefly against it.

However, this only drew out his torment.

At the beginning, he only endured momentary agony before his innards were destroyed, followed by their regeneration.

As his innards grew stronger, the process of destruction took longer, prolonging his suffering.

Two days, three days, four days, five days passed...

The pain Qin Yun endured daily kept increasing, and countless thoughts of giving up arose in his heart.

Had it not been for Bingxing's encouragement by his side, he would've surely cried out to quit!

His body had also grown much stronger—his internal organs and bones now took an entire hour to be completely destroyed, which was why his suffering kept intensifying.

Qin Yun screamed in agony, his voice filled with despair.

Bingxing watched from the side, heartbroken.

Before they knew it, ten days had passed!

Now, Qin Yun's internal body required three hours before being destroyed enough to enter the rebirth stage.

"Once your body is no longer shredded by that blood, you'll succeed!" Bingxing said. "You're almost there!"

"Bingxing, I want to give up!" Qin Yun now regenerated, his insides turned to mush.

"You can't give up! If this process stops midway, your body will backfire horribly!" Bingxing shook her head.

The large barrel of Demon Blood remained plentiful, far from drying up, which filled Qin Yun with bottomless dread—the finish line seemed nonexistent.

He believed that only when the barrel of Demon Blood changed, drying up completely, would he finally succeed!

Bingxing knew what Qin Yun was thinking and could only continue encouraging him.

"I don't think I can hold on any longer!" Qin Yun had never felt so shattered before—such was the unrelenting torment of this process.

He'd endured ten days, yet this was only the beginning. The thought of persisting for many more days filled him with hopelessness.

"Can't hold on? Then why did you choose to cultivate the Immortal-Demon Physique in the first place?" Bingxing snapped. "Qi Rou warned you—it's life-or-death!"

"If you can't even endure this hardship, how can you grow stronger? Qi Rou possesses a peerless Immortal-Demon Physique, yet she still cannot face the Celestial Emperor!"

"If you want to help Qi Rou, you must have real strength. With your current attitude, how can you challenge the mighty Celestial Emperor?"

Hearing Bingxing's words, Qin Yun finally mustered his courage, clenched his jaw and bore it.

Soon enough, the agony flared again!

Qin Yun had been immersed for half a month, yet the barrel of Demon Blood was barely touched.

"Qin Yun! Your body still isn't strong enough, so you haven't absorbed much of the Demon Blood!"

"You must forge a stronger body before the Demon Blood can be absorbed rapidly!" Bingxing was only speculating—she didn't know the exact details, only that this was necessary.

Qin Yun no longer spoke of giving up, resigned to enduring the white-hot suffering.

The process felt like being dismantled cell by cell, with full awareness of the agony—on loop, mercilessly.

Had Qin Yun not possessed extraordinary willpower, he would've surely gone mad or catatonic.

Fifteen more days crawled by!

Qin Yun had been steeping in that massive vat for a full month!

Qin Yun howled in torment day after day!

Bingxing also suffered greatly, wracked with emotional anguish, and suddenly realized how deeply she cared for Qin Yun.

Now, it took a full ten hours for Qin Yun's body to undergo internal destruction, meaning he had no moment's respite during the process.

Because he had to endure ten hours of excruciating torment before entering the rebirth phase.

When Bingxing saw Qin Yun's eyes turning red and black, she was instantly terrified—it was a sign of imminent breakdown.

Qin Yun hadn't given up, but the unbearable pain might drive him to mental breakdown, or worse, soul scattering.

This was the risk of cultivating the Immortal-Demon Physique!

Bingxing bit her lip, then shed her garments and jumped into the barrel, embracing Qin Yun from behind as he thrashed in torment.

Qin Yun felt as if he had plunged into an abyss of suffering, but suddenly, a strange power surged into his body, easing the pain and gradually restoring his consciousness.

Soon, he realized it was Bingxing holding him!

"You will definitely succeed!" Bingxing channeled the Sun and Moon Heart Sutra, continuing to guide the Immortal-Demon Blood into Qin Yun's body.

Bingxing pressed her cheek against Qin Yun's broad back, filling him with an indescribable tenderness that lessened his suffering.

"Thank you, Sister Bingxing," Qin Yun said.

"I'm only doing this for Sister Qi Rou—she's pinned all her hopes on you," Bingxing sighed. "Don't let her down!"