Wasted Spiritual Root to Embark on Demonic Cultivation Chapter 71

Liu Jinxian dared to kill a Foundation Establishment cultivator, already surpassing most low-level Qi Refining cultivators in boldness. Her courage, hidden trump cards, and methods were all extraordinary.

After heavily wounding Deacon Xu, she still dared to continue the pursuit. Her fiery temperament far exceeded expectations.

Of course, Wang Yu knew nothing of what had just happened in this short time. He only felt the violent tremors coming from Blackbone Mountain and ran even faster.

With the Night Concealment Mantra as cover and his current seventh layer of Qi Refining cultivation, he could keep going for four hours without pause. If necessary, he could also take a supreme-grade Spirit Recovery Pill to replenish his spiritual power.

Therefore, once he started running, he never considered stopping.

supreme-grade pills that were rare in the outside world were abundant in his hands, more than he could finish. After all, his pill refinement technique and pill recipes were both perfected to the utmost, fully grasping the principles and techniques behind them.

Due to differences in individual herbs, supreme-grade pills rarely reached the perfect nine-pill formation, yet they were like candies for him to chew at will.

He could even avoid the refining efficiency problem caused by Wasted Spiritual Roots.

On Wang Yu’s way to Maple Province City, Deacon Xu, on the other side, felt intense dizziness. The deadly poison of the Green Serpent Poison Thread Gu was purged by sacrificing one of his arms.

His Qi Sea was empty, with only two or three drops of true essence left. No matter how frantically he circulated his cultivation method, he could not draw in any spiritual qi from the outside world, as if the source had been cut off like boundless water lost at its origin.

The only fortunate thing was that he could still get help from pills. After taking a number of second-rank spirit pills he had kept for himself, he managed to temporarily suppress the worsening of his injuries.

Even so, his skin and flesh were rotting green with a foul stench, oozing yellow pus, looking like he would not live much longer. Every moment reminded him he must find a place to go into seclusion for healing as soon as possible.

Otherwise, death was certain.

After Liu Jinxian’s attack, his mindset completely collapsed. His daughter’s vengeance was thrown aside, survival now mattered most.

Who knew if that girl chasing him still had another trump card like before? He dared not gamble.

As he thought, Deacon Xu quickly calmed down.

The matter began with the Zhu grandfather and grandson of the Xu Clan Pill Shop. They had offended a true disciple of Evil God Peak, and under someone’s direction, targeted him, finally embezzling over a hundred thousand spirit stones from the pill shop.

First, because he came from a grassroots background with no backing, yet as a second-rank alchemist, his worth was considerable. an ideal fat sheep to slaughter.

Second, the Zhu family tried to use spirit stones to pay for their offense, choosing the Xu Clan Pill Shop under the suggestion of a certain disciple under the Evil God Peak true disciple.

The entire matter was a trap from the beginning.

Then, midway, Wang Yu appeared, not only exposing the Evil God Peak true disciple’s scheme but also attracting a new hungry wolf.

Deacon Zhuo of the Law Enforcement Hall was of a major family, a first-class notable of the Blood Reversal Sect. His family had a Nascent Soul ancestor in residence, while Evil God Peak had long fallen to the lower ranks. For a dignified true disciple of such a peak to covet his mere hundred thousand spirit stones was truly disgraceful.

Regardless of the outcome, he, Xu, was the one being butchered.

Later, imprisoned in the dungeon, he had to find ways to feed both Deacon Zhuo and the Evil God Peak true disciple, practically selling everything, and still leaving in debt before being reluctantly released.

Years of accumulated wealth were reduced to a few treasured pills and a handful of magic tools. Even his second-rank talismans were gone.

Upon release, he learned of his daughter’s death, with the name Wang Yu attached to it. He went completely mad.

He reviewed the entire chain of events.

Clarity returned to his eyes. Turning his head toward the figure relentlessly pursuing him, he muttered:

“There’s no turning back after drawing the bow. Although I was wrong at the start, such a vengeful nature almost seals the ending...”

Apologize? Seeing her attitude, it would be useless.

Compensate? His wealth had been devoured by two jackals, leaving only a ruined life — he could not pay.

With his remaining left hand, he formed a sword-finger and tapped several vital points, temporarily stabilizing himself using a secret technique of his cultivation method, then swallowed several pills to restore true essence.

Quietly, his speed slowed a little.

He kept it at a distance where Liu Jinxian could not catch up but could still see him. slowing down when far, speeding up when close — like live bait drawing her in deeper.

He was buying time, waiting for his empty Qi Sea to recover.

He had nothing left to lose. What fear did he have for some so-called Core Formation background? The few Xu clan members left in the sect were merely parasites living off him.

Without his daughter, without wealth, with crushing debt he dared do anything.

Including killing Liu Jinxian.

Determining his direction, he flew straight toward Maple Province City.

The relentless Liu Jinxian naturally noticed his odd behavior. At first she hesitated, wondering if he was baiting her.

But after sensing the change in his direction, she naturally assumed he was afraid. “Trying to reach the province city? You think that with so many eyes watching, I won’t dare kill you? Looking for death.”

In the next breath, the flying pavilion magic tool she rode sped up again.

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Running on the ground was no match for flying in the sky, especially when it was a Foundation Establishment cultivator with a magic tool, and a second-generation cultivator at that.

Even though Wang Yu set out earlier, he was soon caught up. Noticing the anomaly in the sky, he quickly hid under a huge rock, using shadows and the Night Concealment to conceal himself completely, then looked up in surprise at the two streaks of light passing overhead.

One gray, one green — chasing each other like a race.

But seeing the clearly injured state of one figure made Wang Yu’s mind stir. Confident in his Divine Power Corpse Arm’s unmatched strength and his perfected spells, he was invincible within Qi Refining.

He had also seen Deacon Xu’s fight with the Bone Lion King, and killing intent inevitably arose.

The only concern was the other’s Foundation Establishment cultivation.

Although he did not know why Deacon Xu was reduced to this state by Liu Jinxian, this was indeed a chance to end their enmity. For Deacon Xu to come such a long way for him showed the weight of his intent.

If he missed this chance, he would have to hide for many years, only after breaking through to Foundation Establishment would he be able to resolve it.

“Opportunities like this do not come twice.”

With Liu Jinxian at the front, what was there to fear? If he could get rid of this huge trouble, he would not need to go live idly in an unfamiliar Maple Province City.

It would be better to safely finish the Blackbone Mountain mission and return to the Blood Reversal Sect.

“Do it.”

Making up his mind, Wang Yu quickly gave chase. He believed Liu Jinxian, as the daughter of a Core Formation cultivator, must have trump cards beyond her realm.

If they could kill Deacon Xu, even without spoils, he would be satisfied.

However.

Two hours later.

Wang Yu had completely fallen out of the chase, only able to follow the faint trace of Liu Jinxian’s aura forward.