Wasted Spiritual Root to Embark on Demonic Cultivation Chapter 56

This technique was far from ordinary. When it was cast, a vast amount of cold Yin spiritual power gathered outside Su Qingshan’s body, transforming into a gray-black giant hand as tall as a man, striking toward Wang Yu.

It not only mobilized the spiritual power within the body, but also resonated with the external spiritual power, allowing it to be drawn and condensed, increasing its might even further.

“A second-rank spell at the Small Accomplishment stage.”

“No wonder…”

Feeling tense in his heart, Wang Yu had no intention of taking it head-on. His Perfection-level Illusory Form Step was likewise not something Su Qingshan could easily see through.

Using the Mysterious Yin Hand, a single-target attack technique, was in fact the inferior choice.

Sure enough.

Grabbing Wang Yu’s illusory body and crushing it into scattered spiritual power, Su Qingshan became even more irritated. Spiritual power fluctuations surged as he forcefully condensed another Mysterious Yin Hand.

Three feet beyond the edge of his fist, the Yin Hand struck from both sides, shattering many of Wang Yu’s illusory forms.

Seizing this opportunity, Wang Yu summoned the Nether Spirit Iron Chain, which broke through the air and rapidly extended, tightly binding the two Mysterious Yin Hands inch by inch.

The chain’s end was gripped in his left hand. With a taut flick, Su Qingshan’s entire body was yanked into the air. Spinning midair to locate his target, and using the chain as support, he immediately locked onto Wang Yu’s true body. The corner of his mouth curved upward.

“You think the Mysterious Yin Hand can only be controlled within a few zhang of my body? You are wrong.”

The Mysterious Yin Hands bound by the chain remained closely linked to Su Qingshan’s arms, yet suddenly they detached. The taut chain slackened.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Yu was seized firmly by the Mysterious Yin Hand.

“Hehe.”

With a thought, Su Qingshan clenched the gray-black giant hand holding him. With a muffled sound, the figure he believed to be Wang Yu’s true body exploded into fragments.

At that moment.

A cold voice sounded from above. Su Qingshan looked up sharply, only to see Wang Yu’s left fist swelling in size as it smashed straight down toward his head.

“And you thought an illusory body could not control the Nether Spirit Iron Chain?”

“Boom.”

Taking a blow from the second-rank Arm of the Armored Corpse directly to the head could not even be described as hard-headed. When the dust settled, only Wang Yu remained standing in place.

Where Su Qingshan had fallen, only half his body remained. His upper torso had been driven entirely into his abdomen and pressed into his pelvic cavity, a truly miserable sight.

His control over the left arm was becoming increasingly smooth, and the assistance it brought, especially in terms of overwhelming offensive power, pleased him greatly.

Any technique cultivated to the Perfection stage possessed power not inferior to its creator. Lateral adaptations and certain modifications were all possible.

Ice Sword Technique, Ice Shield Technique, Ice Coffin Curse… all of these could be altered, and naturally the Illusory Form Step could as well.

When the battle ended, thanks to the effect of the Spirit Recovery Pill, his spiritual power was still at an overflowing state. However, the mental energy consumption for Wang Yu was not small, as it required constant focus to seek all manner of openings.

He realized that in the Dao of Combat he had an extraordinary talent. Perfection-level spell and techniques came to his hand easily, adaptable and fluid in use, fitting him perfectly.

Su Qingshan’s fame likely rested entirely on this Mysterious Yin Hand. Now it was time to claim the spoils of war.

Four storage pouches, two half-corpses—one reduced to minced flesh and too ruined to look at, the other broken into three pieces with only the lower half remaining, both of little value.

Searching the storage pouches with his divine sense, excluding bottles, jars, and other miscellaneous items, there were around five thousand spirit stones, most from Su Qingshan.

Demonic cultivators were poor. Even inner sect disciples would not keep many spirit stones on hand, converting most into cultivation resources.

There were also four high-grade magic tools, three mid-grade magic tools, some finely crafted furniture and decorations, and even some cloth woven from spiritual silkworm silk.

Wang Yu could not help showing a strange expression, easily connecting this to the Xu Residence.

“So you were the one who got your house ransacked. Tsk tsk.”

After a slight moment of sentiment, Wang Yu took out a high-grade magic weapon shaped like an ice-blue longsword. This was Su Qingshan’s personal weapon. Like Wang Yu, he had also joined Cold Blood Peak.

He cultivated an ice attribute technique as well, and this weapon was called the Ice Pattern Sword. It had an effect similar to combining Ice Sword Technique with weapon, making it the most compatible for him. All other magic weapons could be sold off when there was an opportunity.

Qi Refining cultivators had limited divine sense and generally could only control one magic weapon at a time. The Nether Spirit Iron Chain, the Bronze Bell, and now this Ice Pattern Sword were already more than enough.

Any more than that and he would not be able to control them.

Since coming to Blackbone Mountain and going through these two battles, Wang Yu’s personal wealth had grown significantly. Killing and plundering truly was the grand and proper path of demonic cultivators.

He continued searching the storage bag, inspecting each miscellaneous item one by one.

Sure enough, Wang Yu found another harvest. It was still a treasure from Su Qingshan’s storage bag.

One was a black jade bottle emitting a faint cold yin aura. Upon examining it, Wang Yu revealed a joyful expression.

“Second-rank spiritual material Yin Marrow Liquid.”

This was one of the main ingredients for refining Cold Chi Pill. This half bottle was enough to divide into three portions. It was indeed an unexpected delight.

After carefully storing it away, Wang Yu looked at another item. It was several scattered pieces of brocade with records on them. To his surprise, they contained the cultivation method of the Mysterious Yin Hand.

Puzzled, Wang Yu looked them over briefly and understood. This technique was not from the Blood Reversal Sect but from Yellow Springs Temple, one of the five sects of the Crimson Kite Demonic Domain. It was a second-rank high-grade technique.

This technique was no ordinary method. It was a lower-tier technique of the Yellow Springs Temple’s legacy Yellow Springs Seal. Cultivating this technique with the aid of Yin Marrow Liquid would yield twice the results with half the effort, guaranteeing entry into the art.

The missing half bottle must have been used by Su Qingshan.

“But how could he possess a major inheritance from Yellow Springs Temple? Su Qingshan… Su Zhenchuan recruited him during the last outer sect competition… both of them share the surname Su… could there be some kind of connection?”

The more he thought, the more Wang Yu felt something was off.

In his view, Su Qingshan’s combat skills were average. Without this Mysterious Yin Hand, defeating a Qi Refining sixth-layer with only Qi Refining eighth-layer cultivation was purely nonsense.

However, the famed techniques of Yellow Springs Temple enjoyed great renown across the Crimson Kite Demonic Domain. The sect’s deacons had no reason not to recognize it.

There was either a hidden scheme behind this or Su Qingshan had obtained a fortuitous encounter after the outer sect competition. As for the possibility of him being a spy from another sect, that was unlikely.

After all, core inheritances could generally only be learned by true disciples of each sect. Freely giving one to a spy was far too extravagant. Moreover, once they took action, they would be exposed immediately.

Headache.

After killing Xu Jiaojiao, Wang Yu had already offended Deacon Xu. If the man were not being detained by the Law Enforcement Hall, he would have already come seeking revenge.

Taking the initiative to eliminate Su Qingshan was originally to remove suspicion from himself, as he feared Su would inform Deacon Xu. But now it seemed he had brought upon himself an even bigger trouble, which could only cause him more headache.

However, after checking his storage bag, he discovered a large number of luxurious and exquisite trinkets and furniture. From this, he judged that Su Qingshan had taken advantage of the Xu residence being empty to ransack it.

As such, there was no longer a need to worry about him reporting to Deacon Xu. Even if Deacon Xu resolved his current troubles, it would be difficult for him to come after Wang Yu.

At this moment, he did not know that when Su Qingshan left to avoid disaster, he had deliberately left behind a letter describing Wang Yu’s actions, intending to use him as a scapegoat.