Regarding the art of symbiosis, Yanchun had seen a prophecy in the Soul Mirror but did not fully understand it. The runes on the neck collar were extremely intricate, and Yanchun had not practiced well before, so she couldnt understand most of it.

However, since she put on the symbiotic neck collar, she did indeed see some of Mo Qiulus past.

While watching, Yanchun was forced to empathize, so she knew best which part of these memories was the most untouchable for Mo Qiulu.

Yanchun didnt want to be so despicable, but even if she died, she didnt want to be someone elses puppet. She couldnt sympathize with the memories forcibly implanted in Mo Qiulus mind.

Sure enough, Mo Qiulus expression twisted, unable to hide her emotions, and glared fiercely at Yanchun.

The tension between the two was palpable, and Jingyangyu, who saw it through divine consciousness, was somewhat nervous but preoccupied with matters at the door and couldnt intervene.

Yanchun and Mo Qiulu sat in the pool, one squatting by the pool, glaring at each other across the food box. One breathed excitedly, the others breath was erratic. Their eyes, almost the size of cows, glared at each other, baring their teeth like fighting dogs, feathers ruffled like fighting roosters, yet neither made a move for a while.

Yanchun naturally couldnt make a move, knowing that Senior Brother would be watching. So she waited for Mo Qiulu to reveal her true colors!

Mo Qiulus hand clenched tightly at her side, she couldnt act against Yanchun, or else she would fall into a trap!

She wasnt that foolish.

But for Mo Qiulu, those dark memories and hatred were things she would never show to anyone in her lifetime.

However, the art of symbiosis meant revealing everything to each other, merging souls, and intertwining lives.

What Mo Qiulu saw in Yanchun was all smooth sailing, carefree every day. She was jealous, envious, and no matter how hard she searched, she couldnt find a way to use shared memories to provoke Yanchun.

Yanchun had everything she wanted by now. Compared to Mo Qiulu, who was like the moon high in the sky, she was like a dung ball rolling in the mud.

The contrast was so stark that Mo Qiulu was simply consumed with jealousy.

She trembled, her nails cutting into her palm, but quickly suppressed her resentful expression, lowered her head, and said, Shuiyun, I dont know how I can make you not hate me...

Youre quite delusional, Yanchun glanced at her and said, Who doesnt hate you? Go ask around, who doesnt hate you?

Mo Qiulu gritted her teeth, her lips trembling, as she had indeed been disliked since childhood.

But she soon chuckled softly, thinking that Yanchuns life was indeed good, everyone used to like her, but she was too reckless, turning herself into a short-lived ghost.

Still acting crazy, she had isolated herself now, even her own mother didnt believe her, so foolish.

Wasnt she now relying on her to survive?

Mo Qiulu felt more and more refreshed as she thought about it. The fierce air between her eyebrows dissipated, and she resumed her affected posture.

She thought of a phrase that An Chun had grown tired of hearing, which would definitely provoke her.

So, in a well-intentioned tone, she said, Shuiyun, I know youre feeling uncomfortable, but youll soon be able to restore the Purifying Spirit Pool in your spiritual mansion. Dont make a scene...

An Chuns thoughts were too naive after all. In the face of someone who had been through the mud, her life was not deep enough. Even though An Chun hit Mo Qiulus sore spot, causing her to briefly lose control, it wouldnt hurt to the core.

Indeed, just one sentence from Mo Qiulu hit An Chuns sore spot. She had been tired of hearing this phrase for years, almost to the point of vomiting, more so than having brain matter splattered on her face.

Moreover, it was one thing for her parents and senior brother to act this way; at least they genuinely cared for and protected her. Why did Mo Qiulu speak to her in such a manner?

Ill make a scene for you! An Chun exploded instantly, overturning the food box, spilling it all over Mo Qiulu, drenching her in soup and water.

Mo Qiulu didnt even flinch. She was indeed of a higher realm than An Chun, at least when it came to hurting each other, An Chun couldnt keep her composure like she could.

After overturning everything, An Chun regretted it. She hadnt even eaten yet, and her senior brother was definitely watching. This time, she once again confirmed her madness.

Mo Qiulu, dripping wet, stood up from the Purifying Spirit Pool, looking down on An Chun with a triumphant attitude, and said, Shuiyun, dont be angry, take care of yourself.

An Chun was red with anger.

An Chun was so angry that she plunged into the Purifying Spirit Pool and gulped down a mouthful of water.

The rich and pure spiritual energy rushed into An Chuns spiritual mansion like a wild dog, tearing apart the cracks that had been healing over the past two days.

An Chun knew Jing Yangyu was about to arrive, so she hurriedly drank several more mouthfuls.

With a loud scream, Mo Qiulu, who had just been feeling triumphant, was immediately brought to the ground by the pain of her spiritual mansion being torn apart, rolling in agony amidst the mess.

Hahaha— An Chun watched as this troublemaker writhed in pain, her unrestrained laughter echoing throughout the forbidden area.

As the saying goes, A stray punch can kill the master.

Her tricks were no longer useful, and she was running out of time, but she did have a simple and crude way to make Mo Qiulu unable to continue pretending.

Mo Qiulu curled up on the ground, kicking her legs and screaming in a non-human voice.

An Chun succeeded in her scheme, laughing heartily, swimming from the pool to the shore like a water ghost pulling a stunt double. Still not satisfied, she grabbed Mo Qiulus ankle and dragged her directly into the Purifying Spirit Pool.

Ahhhh—

The spiritual energy in the Purifying Spirit Pool was a tonic for those of high cultivation, but one should not stay too long. For someone like Mo Qiulu with low cultivation, it was as harmful as a weak person consuming a strong tonic, causing harm without benefit.

An Chun had been able to stay in the Purifying Spirit Pool before because her spiritual mansion was cracked on all sides, unable to store or utilize the pure spiritual energy. Later, she could stay because the symbiotic neckband prevented her spiritual mansion from directly absorbing spiritual energy, relying on Mo Qiulu instead.

But when Mo Qiulu entered the Purifying Spirit Pool, it was like a little frog falling into a boiling oil pan.

Mo Qiulu thrashed in the water, screaming to climb out, and An Chun immediately grabbed her back, hugged her neck, and pushed her into the Purifying Spirit Pool.

In her mouth, she was still saying, Come on, we look like twins now, we should be loving and caring towards each other. The Cleansing Spirit Pool is not something anyone can soak in. Its precious and exclusive. Lets soak together, hehehe...

Mo Qiulu in the Cleansing Spirit Pool was like a duck in a sea, unable to float was secondary, mainly because the pure and vast spiritual energy surged into her inner palace like madness, making it unbearable for her.

Seeing blood flowing from her mouth and nose, weakening in her struggles, Yanchun lay on her back, holding her neck, whispering in her ear like a demon, Dont think I dont know what youre up to. I advise you to stop now, or well perish together...

Yanchuns face was full of madness in that moment, but she had never been so clear about what she was doing.

The Yin-Yang fish originally in the pool, seeing Yanchun dragging Mo Qiulu as if to drown her, imitated its master and opened its mouth, biting Mo Qiulus clothes on both sides, swaying its tail to drag her into the water.

The scene was momentarily very brutal.

Yanchun then pushed Mo Qiulu into the water, making her also take a few sips of the Cleansing Spirit Pool water coveted by countless cultivators.

However, Jing Yangyus spiritual sense quickly sensed what was happening at the poolside, hurriedly appeared there, seeing Mo Qiulu short of breath, Yanchun, despite Mo Qiulus weak and pale face, still laughing maniacally, quickly lifted her sleeve and pushed Yanchun away from Mo Qiulu.

Yanchun was pushed back and hit the pool wall, coughing, but still laughing.

Although she felt the intense pain in her spiritual palace due to Mo Qiulus serious injury, and the taste of being connected to Mo Qiulus soul, she didnt care, her eyes and brows filled with pleasure.

Jing Yangyu quickly pulled Mo Qiulu out of the Cleansing Spirit Pool, then with a shake of his spiritual light, dried her clothes soaked in pool water to prevent her from inhaling spiritual energy and damaging her inner palace again.

Mo Qiulu slumped in Jing Yangyus arms like a noodle, Jing Yangyu glanced at Yanchun, his eyes full of disbelief.

He didnt have time to take Mo Qiulu elsewhere, so he sat by the pool, repairing Mo Qiulus meridians. Mo Qiulu was still bleeding from her mouth and nose, and Yanchun also felt a sweet and fishy sensation in her throat.

She swallowed the fishy taste, feeling hollow inside. After all these years, Jing Yangyu was not only someone Yanchun liked, but also a figure like a brother, father, or respected teacher to her.

Love can be cut off with a single phrase of no longer counts, but friendship cannot.

Yet Yanchuns emotions had a sense of reckless abandonment, was this the taste of being unrestrained? It felt surprisingly liberating.

Yanchun sat in the pool playing with the Yin-Yang fish around her, no longer needing to look at Jing Yangyus expression after everything she did, trying to guess his approval.

She did it on purpose, knowing Jing Yangyu wouldnt stand by and watch her kill Mo Qiulu, so she deliberately acted recklessly to make Mo Qiulu back down.

This time, Mo Qiulu must be scared, right?

Yan Chun was calculating in her heart. She considered completely breaking ties with Mo Qiulu. If Mo Qiulu were to be scared and retreat because of this, it would be for the best.

Yan Chun understood her parents and Jing Yangyu. They would use force to suppress Yan Chun, but they would never bully outsiders.

If Mo Qiulu gives up, that would be the best outcome.

Originally, you could have left for the Diluting Spirit Pool tomorrow, Jing Yangyu quickly checked Mo Qiulus meridians and inner palace, then looked at Yan Chun and said, Now youll have to stay a few more days. Shuiyun, why are you doing this?

Yan Chun didnt want to talk to Jing Yangyu. Ever since she mentioned breaking up with Jing Yangyu, every time he appeared, it was glaring and tormenting for Yan Chun.

Deciding to give up is one thing, but truly letting go is beyond Yan Chuns control; she must listen to her heart.

She couldnt quickly diminish her feelings for Jing Yangyu like the receding tide, so she had to try her best to avoid his gaze and bluntly avoid talking to him.

Jing Yangyu wasnt someone who would entangle himself. Yan Chun believed that their feelings would gradually fade away.

But with Jing Yangyus words, Mo Qiulu was still lying in his arms. Even if this was a consequence caused by Yan Chun, she found this scene extremely irritating.

Her provoked fangs reappeared, and she looked up at Jing Yangyu with a cold smile, Are you feeling sorry for her, Big Brother?

Then quickly take your adorable little junior sister back to cuddle. Dont disgust me for no reason in front of me, Yan Chun said, If I go crazy again later, I will drown her alive in the pool!

Shuiyun, dont be like this. If something happens to her, you and her share a life, what good will come out of harming her?

Jing Yangyu looked at Yan Chun, slightly pursed his lips, took a step back from Mo Qiulu, and on his face, resembling an ice sculpture, there was a hint of helplessness.

He never cared about this before because in Jing Yangyus eyes, he had never regarded Mo Qiulu as a woman.

Whether it was moved or pitied, it was all because her soul was compatible with Yan Chuns, and that part of Mo Qiulus soul belonged to Yan Chun.

It was difficult for him to remain indifferent to the situation where his emotions were starting to fade amid the middle stage of transcending the mortal world, and he was forced into avoiding suspicion by the breakup with Yan Chun.

But in Yan Chuns eyes, his actions were extremely ironic. In the past, she felt uncomfortable and sad, but Big Brother never paid attention. Now that they had broken up, who was he doing this for?

Harming her is also something imposed on me by all of you, isnt it? Yan Chun said, You dont believe me, my parents dont believe me, you all force me, disregarding my feelings, as if my mere existence is enough...

I dont want to rely on others in such a vague way to live. I would rather die cleanly!

Big Brother, she likes you, you know that. She will definitely listen to you. Please advise her. Its best for her to remember and retreat. Otherwise, I assure you, today is just the beginning.

Yan Chun stared directly at Jing Yangyu with a rebellious look she had never shown before.

She learned not to attempt to discern the true purpose behind Mo Qiulus actions of substituting her. This lesson was derived from the countless times she tried to speak the truth but was not believed, leading to the discovery of the blood.

So Yan Chun leaned against the edge of the pool, his tone lazy and extreme, saying, If she persists and refuses to back down, when I grow tired of playing with her one day, I will just take her with me to die!

Jing Yangyus expression changed dramatically, looking at Yan Chun almost fiercely.

You...

Youre right, Yan Chun didnt wait for Jing Yangyu to ask, and directly said, I must be crazy.