Wasted Spiritual Root to Embark on Demonic Cultivation Chapter 67
After a brief calculation, Wang Yu stopped thinking too much about it.
He then began observing the changes in the Idle Slots. After all, according to previous patterns, breaking through to the late stage of Qi Refining should bring new changes.
[Idle Slot 1: Cold Blood Technique]
“Cold Blood Technique ↑ (55/100): 72 sessions per day, 10 years to master.”
[Idle Slot 2: Cold Blood Technique]
“Cold Blood Technique ↑ (55/100): 72 sessions per day, 10 years to master.”
[Idle Slot 3: Corpse Demon Secret Technique (In Completion)]
“Corpse Demon Secret Technique (10/100): 1,440 sessions per day, 18 to master.”
[Idle Slot 4: None]
“Got it.”
Wang Yu looked toward the fourth idle slot with slight excitement. By now, the pattern of the idle slots was basically clear. Once he broke through to the Foundation Establishment stage, he estimated another one would appear.
With that, why worry about failing to achieve the Great Dao.
In addition, the Cold Blood Technique had already advanced halfway. With two Idle Slots working on it simultaneously, the efficiency truly doubled. In just a few more years, he could obtain a second-rank cultivation art.
Moreover, because the Idle Slots continuously infused him with insights, everything felt like instinct. It was no different from having created the technique himself, meaning the technique would be directly perfected.
This would greatly benefit his future cultivation.
Currently, one Idle Slot produced “2 strands per day.” If all four were assigned to cultivation arts, that would be “8 strands per day,” allowing him to reach Qi Refining layer eight in about seven years.
Twice as fast.
Still, Wang Yu felt he could not use them like this.
At present, there were not many things that needed to be placed. The Corpse Demon Secret Technique was a long-term project and should remain in place. After all, he would inevitably need his little bro one day.
Suffering for a while did not mean suffering for a lifetime. He was not the type to endure hardship blindly.
Sorting out priorities:
First place went to the second-rank high-grade spell Mysterious Yin Hand. This spell could greatly increase his upper limit in combat strength and help him handle Foundation Establishment-level troubles.
Very important.
Next:
The incomplete third-rank alchemy method Cold Chi Alchemy Technique had been perfected some time ago. Based on previous observations of the Idle Slots, completing a technique was easier and took less time than extending its limit.
At present, all aspects of his setup had reached their maximum. To speed up further, there were only two options: one, develop a pill more suitable for improving cultivation than the supreme-grade Cold Blood Pill; two, obtain a demonic secret art that could enhance aptitude.
Besides that, the Cold Chi Pill formula was also worth considering. After all, this alchemy technique required the cooperation of Cold Flame to truly display its special qualities.
If he wanted to work in the field of pills, Wang Yu felt that refining the Cold Chi Pill might be the key to solving his problem.
As for what to put in the fourth idle slot, he could not decide for a while.
After much thought:
【Idle Slot 4: Mysterious Yin Hand】
“Mysterious Yin Hand (20/100): 9 sessions per day, 8 years to master.”
Combat strength first.
The Cold Chi Pill’s ingredients had not been fully gathered yet. The demon core of a second ice-attribute python-type demon beast was still missing. He estimated he would have to return to the sect to get it.
Besides, when traveling outside, combat strength came first.
His realm would not rise in a short time, but spells could still boost his power. He had already used two of the three portions of Yin Marrow Liquid, pushing his own cultivation by 20 progress points, saving two years of time.
He decided to leave it like this for now.
Thus, another three months passed. Time reached mid-December of year five. Wang Yu’s spiritual power had fully liquefied, and Xuan Essence Flower was no longer effective for him.
The quality of his spiritual power had reached the very limit achievable during Qi Refining. This was also an increase in strength, though not an obvious one.
In this way, after almost three years away from sect, he had gone from Qi Refining layer five to layer seven, which could be considered a small transformation.
As the saying goes, after long stillness comes movement. His restless heart began to stir, especially regarding the underground palace beneath Blackbone Mountain. Situ Hong and the other two had not disclosed specific information about it.
Greed began to grow. After all, the Taiyin Nether Eye secret art had been obtained from that underground palace, and a Nascent Soul inheritance was worth a fortune.
He still remembered the demonic script stele in the Scripture Pavilion.
Perhaps Liu Jinxian might understand the Blood Runes of the Ancient Demonic Script. If he could ask her for some guidance, not only would the contents of the stone tablet become clear, but the mysterious silk scroll he obtained from Xu Jiaojiao could also find a use.
Blood Runes should not be too difficult to understand. After all, if Xu Jiaojiao could figure them out, there is no reason he cannot.
Thus, after settling down for a period in his temporary cave dwelling, Wang Yu once again set out to test the waters with Liu Jinxian.
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“Junior Brother Wang, please go back. I am in the middle of perfecting the Bee Gu and have no time for a long chat with you.”
Hearing these words through a stone door, Wang Yu awkwardly rubbed the sole of his boot. “Long chat” did sound rather intimate.
From his previous interactions, it seemed that without the large number of disciples from Gu Poison Peak to back her, this Senior Sister Liu’s temper could indeed soften.
Since she was unwilling to talk, Wang Yu did not press further. He exchanged a few polite words and took his leave.
The second choice was Gu Zhengshun.
Unfortunately, this Senior Brother Gu was even more resistant. No matter how Wang Yu called from outside the formation, there was no response, clearly fearing that he would be captured and killed.
Strange. I am not someone who slaughters people indiscriminately, so why do they all fear me so much.
As he prepared to head to the third option, Situ Hong, Wang Yu’s steps halted.
Could it be that they have guessed what I have been up to these days? That should not be possible. The internal strife between Five Yin Peak and Gu Poison Peak has nothing to do with me.
At most, I took advantage of the situation. I did not participate directly or provoke anyone with malicious intent.
Before long.
Outside a temporary cave dwelling at the edge of Blackbone Mountain, Wang Yu called out in a clear voice, “Senior Brother Situ, I, Wang, have come to pay a visit.”
Silence.
Not home? Wang Yu frowned deeply.
Now that one of the three Blackbone Mountains had been taken over by that second-rank Dire Bone Lion, they basically no longer stayed up there, let alone collected Xuan Essence Flowers and Bonewood.
As for the Foundation Establishment Corpse Demon, it had never left the underground palace, so there was little need to worry about it.
Liu Jinxian lived far away, Gu Zhengshun had the protection of a formation, and only Situ Hong had opened a temporary cave dwelling on the edge of Right Blackbone Mountain for the convenience of raising ghosts.
The ghost-taming techniques of Five Yin Peak were not exclusive, but they usually raised only a main ghost, namely: one during the Qi Refining stage, one during the Foundation Establishment stage, one during the Core Formation stage, and so on.
This was somewhat similar to the beast-taming school of cultivators.
Such a ghost-raising method followed the elite route, and in small-scale group battles it had a great advantage. Combined with certain magic tools such as Soul Summoning Banners, it could gain a steady edge in almost any combat.
Within the Blood Reversal Sect, this school’s ranking was stably among the top four.
After repeatedly calling and getting no response, Wang Yu was about to leave and look for another chance to visit when the corners of his mouth curved into a faint, handsome smile.
“Taiyin Nether Eyes, reveal.”
A pair of waning moons appeared in his eyes. Through the concealment of rock and formation, he could glimpse a spark of life-force flame belonging to a living person.
It seems they are all hiding from me.
His voice suddenly rose several levels.
“Brother Situ, why will you not see me!”