Journey to the Beautiful Ending

C63 - Refining

I already have imagined the ending of this fanfic but not the chapters in between so the ideas of the next chapter before we reached the ending, I'm still trying to imagine them before I put it in words. I hope you bear with me until my next update. I really do apologize if my updates aren't daily now.

Here's the short update. Hope you like it 🥰

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"Aw! Aw! Aw!" Lan Sizhui immediately released Jingyi's arms when the latter shouted in pain. The two just had a duel to test their strength, unfortunately, Sizhui caught his arm and twisted it on his back.

Lan Jingyi and Ouyang Zizhen went back a week ago. After Rin An blessed Lan Xian's birth, she left the two in Sizhui's care. Jin Zixuan went back to Lanling to manage the sect affairs while Jin Ling will be gone for quite a few months.

"Why do I feel like you intentionally hurt me?" Jingyi massaged his pained muscle as he complained. He just bickered with Jin Ling a moment ago about some petty things. He once promised himself not to tease the Jin Clan leader however, his mouth just open on its own. "You treasure the young mistress now more than me. I'm hurt." He wipe his eyes as if there were tears there and wore a dejected look.

Zizhen rolled his eyes at Jingyi's stupid and useless acting. Why useless? Its because Jin Ling already pulled his husband to his side and cuddled like there's no other people in the room of nowhere. Sizhui brought them there since day one. The place has nothing. It was all white. The only color that gives the place are them, their clothings and their noises. But the room was just a small cabin in the outside, built in the back mountain of Cloud Recesses. Sizhui said they will refine their qi there. For some unknown reason, Sizhui asked few physicians.

Sizhui made a serious face. "You already had a warm up for the past few days so I'll start unlocking your newly acquired spiritual power."

Jin Ling, Lan Jingyi and Ouyang Zizhen sat in lotus position and started meditating. Focusing all their energy in one place. Sizhui heaved a deep sigh before he wrote something on their back which came out like a white smoke and push it each of them. Suddenly, each of them felt something stuck on their chest.

"Focus your energy in one place. Connect to your golden core. Clear your heads with any negative feeling." Sizhui have been warning them to keep a positive attitude in the past few days. He didn't unlock the spiritual energy immediately so they could have some time to gather positive energy from the people around them. Letting them relax with the stress and worries of the world.

Slowly, the three was already trembling and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Stammering, Zizhen held his throbbing chest. "I–I can't."

They all felt an energy immensed from their body and even though they are already coughing blood, Sizhui just stood there and watched them suffer.

"Zizhen, go back from meditating. Do not worry, I won't let you die."

Zizhen and Jingyi flinched from Sizhui's words. Sizhui may not let them die but they were certain he will  let them suffer. Jin Ling trusted his husband's words so even if he is suffering from suffocating pain, he remained tough and continued to meditate.

The three cultivators felt the heat rising from their body. A surge of benevolent power emanated from their body. The energy overflowed but they also felt sharp stab to a dull ache in their chest. They are already experiencing trouble in breathing as they turned paler and paler. Another mouthful of blood came out from their mouth. Sizhui tapped their backs causing them to spat out more blood and in seconds, the three lose their consciousness.

Wei Wuxian and Jiang Yanli rushed to  Chunshi as soon as Sizhui brought Jin Ling in his chamber. He already healed the injuries inside their body but the pain they felt still remain. That's all because they are a human and it will take time for them to recover. That is why physicians were sent to each of them to prescribe some tonics to let them heal faster.

"Will they be okay?" Wei Wuxian wanted to pass Jin Ling some of his spiritual powet but Sizhui stop him by saying it was useless to do so.

Jiang Yanli gently patted Wei Wuxian's back. "I trust A-Yuan on this matter. They will be fine."

Sizhui, "Don't worry, Diē. As long as my spiritual power continues to flow in A-Ling's golden core, he'll heal faster. As for Jingyi and Zizhen, I already pass them some spiritual power. They just need to rest and take some tonics to regain their energy."

Wei Wuxian, "Its not that I don't trust you but there are differences between the spiritual power of mortals and deities."

Sizhui breathed faintly. "This is just the start of refining their immortality. Since it was not acquired through the years of cultivating, their body was overwhelmed by the immense power. I prepared them for it and the positive energy they got will certainly help them withstand this."

Wei Wuxian just nodded. He believed that Sizhui knew what he was doing. The child who had once lived in the dust of Burial Mounds, clinging to his legs had come a long way. He was more than satisfied and proud.