Wasted Spiritual Root to Embark on Demonic Cultivation Chapter 66
The atmosphere turned cold once again.
Gu Zhengshun said in a muffled voice: “There is no need to mention the underground palace anymore. Now that the three mountains of Blackbone have only four of us left, why not return once and send more people over later.”
“Impossible.” Liu Jinxian toyed with the Bee Gu in her hand and said softly: “The five-year patrol period must not be neglected for even a single day.”
Though she spoke so, it was obvious to anyone that she stayed in order to completely finish refining this Bee Gu. After all, she had already captured a second-rank Venomous Bee King using her trump card.
The sunk cost was too great. Only by further refining it with the Corrosive Venomous Bees of Blackbone Mountain could she have a chance at success. She would never leave.
Upon hearing this, Situ Hong also nodded.
“I agree.”
He could not only make use of the Xuan Essence Flowers but also gain the benefit of raising spirit slaves for free in the Bonewood Forest. Compared to returning to the sect, staying here for five years would be pure profit.
Only Gu Zhengshun was different. His purpose here was for the underground palace, hoping to obtain a great fortune, but everything had turned into nothing. His heart was already cold, and he was eager to return.
First, he betrayed Wang Yu. Then, when cooperating with Situ Hong, he refused to deal with Liu Jinxian, directly offending all three sides.
No one liked him.
At this time, Wang Yu spoke: “I also agree with Senior Sister Liu’s plan.”
His original purpose in coming to Blackbone Mountain was to avoid trouble.
Now that he had earned a great deal, he needed time to digest it and naturally did not want to return too soon. The resources in his hands would not run away, so he might as well wait until his cultivation rose another level.
Once he returned, he could start planning the resources for Foundation Establishment.
In the meantime, he could also investigate demonic path secret arts that could compensate for his acquired wasted spiritual roots. That was the most important matter.
With three votes to one, the decision was made to continue guarding Blackbone Mountain.
After that:
Gu Zhengshun retreated into the formation and no longer planned to come out. Liu Jinxian began traveling around to find natural caves, searching for traces of the Venomous Bee swarms.
Situ Hong secluded himself in the Bonewood Forest to peacefully raise his yin spirit slaves.
For a while, everything became calm.
No one mentioned driving away the Foundation Establishment Bone Lion. Wang Yu was happy about this, as he also needed time.
Thus, Blackbone Mountain fell completely silent.
Time passed, and another year went by.
It was now late May of Wang Yu’s fifth year as an outer sect disciple, and two and a half years since arriving at Blackbone Mountain.
Calculating the days, he was now twenty-two years old.
During this period, he had consumed his third supreme-grade Cold Blood Pill and refined nearly two-thirds of it. The spiritual power in his body had reached its limit.
Exactly 999 streams of spiritual power, each equal to ten threads of spiritual power.
“Today is the breakthrough!”
He actively circulated his cultivation technique, guiding spiritual power through his meridians toward his limbs and bones. Even his left arm, a transplanted foreign limb, was included in the circulation route.
The corpse arm was yin-cold and carried death energy.
He kept the death energy in a delicate balance within his left arm by continuously condensing Yin Blood Pills.
The circulation of spiritual power accelerated. Wang Yu’s body trembled.
The previously violent foreign spiritual power obediently merged into his dantian’s qi sea. The one-thousandth stream of spiritual power was finally cultivated.
His aura immediately surged. The benefits brought by the realm breakthrough caused his body, meridians, and divine sense—along with other extraordinary aspects of the human body—to all receive improvement.
“Qi Refining sixth layer.”
Letting out a breath of hot air, he continued circulating his technique to stabilize the realm.
Ten days later:
In the secret chamber of his temporary cave dwelling—completely sealed by his Blood Mist Maze Spirit Formation—a stone pool sat in the center.
The spring water inside, infused with faint spiritual energy, filled half the pool.
Wang Yu removed his robes and trousers, stepping into the pool naked. Immediately, three storage pouches floated above the water, their mouths wide open.
Countless Xuan Essence Flowers poured out. Wang Yu then used the "Herb Washing and Refining" method from alchemy techniques to completely extract the value of these Xuan Essence Flowers.
Peach-pink essence dripped into the pool water.
This action should have caused dilution, but because the amount of essence poured in far exceeded the water, the concentration greatly surpassed that of a single Xuan Essence Flower.
Moreover, using this absorption method could alleviate part of the problem of Wasted Spiritual Roots being unable to refine effectively. Even if expelled from the body, it could still remain in the Xuan Essence Flower pool for a long time.
As long as a second absorption was done, using only one-tenth or one-twelfth would be far more cost-effective than simply consuming it directly.
He had accumulated far too many flowers, and simply could not use them all.
Strictly speaking, this was the first time Wang Yu had achieved a breakthrough without relying on the Idle Slot. Although it was still with the help of external items, it was still progress, was it not.
With the Cold Blood Technique operating at the perfection level, a large amount of medicinal power was absorbed into his body, constantly tempering and cleansing Wang Yu's spiritual power cultivation. With high mastery in the technique, he could absorb much in one breath and control it with precision.
Unfortunately, his spiritual roots were too wasted, refining was slow, and waste was serious.
After one full cycle of the day, less than half a percent of the energy worked toward his spiritual power. However, because resources were overflowing to the point of excess, Wang Yu forcibly refined and merged his one thousand strands of spiritual power.
From ten merging into one, a thousand becoming a hundred, and strands combining into streams.
The mist-like spiritual power became denser and denser. Each stream of spiritual power equaled a hundred strands, with much higher quality and far greater endurance, providing a more outstanding baptism for both body and divine sense.
Gradually, as time passed, Wang Yu became completely immersed in cultivation. When hungry, he swallowed a supreme-grade Fasting Pill; when thirsty, he drank a mouthful of bathwater.
His aura climbed higher and higher until it reached a certain limit.
"Pop."
A faint sound of a bottleneck breaking echoed. Wang Yu's entire body erupted with dense spiritual power. At this moment, he had successfully completed his second Spirit Refining.
His cultivation naturally advanced.
"So this is the feeling of Qi Refining seventh layer. I entered the path at sixteen years old, and after six years have only reached late-stage Qi Refining. This path of longevity truly is difficult."
The blue-tinged-with-black Cold Blood spiritual power in his body was now only one hundred streams, but stronger than ever before. When casting high-grade spells, he would no longer be left lacking.
This solved one of his greatest shortcomings: insufficient spiritual power.
Calculating the days in his mind, from the moment he entered the flower pool to begin seclusion, roughly three months had passed, directly breaking through to Qi Refining seventh layer.
The pool of Xuan Essence Flower essence was still not exhausted.
Wang Yu continued his seclusion, further purifying his spiritual power until it transformed into semi-liquid true essence. This was the true marvel of the Xuan Essence Flower and could not be missed.
As for the next stage of cultivation, it was still about accumulating spiritual power.
From one hundred streams to three hundred streams, he could break through to Qi Refining eighth layer, equivalent to twenty thousand strands of spiritual power. Using the Idle Slot alone would take five thousand days, nearly thirteen years.
Such was the fate of Wasted Spiritual Roots, even with cheats it still felt suffocating.
But it was still better than triple spiritual roots. At least before reaching one hundred years old, he would have the chance to attempt Foundation Establishment. Those with normal quadruple or quintuple spiritual roots could not even dream of it.
With his abundant resources, perhaps before fifty years old he would already have the chance to attempt Foundation Establishment, in some ways only slightly inferior to double spiritual roots.
As for breaking through to Qi Refining ninth layer, it would only require accumulating seven hundred streams of spiritual power. Then, by accumulating to one thousand streams, he could reach Qi Refining great perfection and attempt to break through.