Wasted Spiritual Root to Embark on Demonic Cultivation Chapter 93

According to the previous speed, Wang Yu estimated that it would take two months on the road.

In fact, it was not so. Although his vessel was much larger in size, the speed far surpassed Gu Zhengshun’s Bone Boat. With such a means of transportation, it was far better than that useless Black Silk magical tool.

He wanted one as well.

In less than a month, Spider Mountain in Jade Night Prefecture was already faintly in sight.

Reaching safely made Wang Yu, who had been tense all along, finally let out a breath of relief. Calculating the time, Wei Zhong should also have left seclusion, and who knew what would happen inside the sect.

Fortunately, he ran quickly.

During this month of travel, Wang Yu either cultivated or stayed with Situ Hong, learning more about the situation in Spider Mountain.

The Ghost-Eyed Spider was a yin-attribute demonic beast with second-rank potential. An adult body could already reach late first-rank, while the Spider Queens were almost always second-rank.

Each Ghost-Eyed Cave housed a Spider Queen.

This task was not only heavy but also dangerous.

The demand for bodily fluids relied mainly on hunting. Normally, they would act together with disciples of Five Yin Peak. The latter would take the eyes, while they extracted the fluids.

Although Spider Mountain was a breeding ground, demonic beasts were not livestock. They possessed intelligence and free will. Only the Spider Queens were under the secret art control of the Sixth Peak of the Blood Reversal Sect, Fierce Nether Peak.

The large number of offspring bred by the Spider Queens were in a semi-wild state, extremely ferocious, and their aggressiveness was no weaker than truly wild beasts.

Otherwise, there would be no need for so many people to come to a single Spider Mountain.

There always had to be a replenished number, lest the production be delayed.

Without doubt, Wang Yu would team up with Situ Hong. Building tacit understanding earlier was good. More interaction meant a deeper foundation of trust.

“Brother Wang, the Ghost Eyes of the Ghost-Eyed Spiders are truly valuable. Not only are they useful to me, but for your cultivation of the Cold Blood Technique, they are also treasures.”

At this time, the two were standing at the corner of the deck, gazing from afar at the destination they were about to reach, speaking quietly. Cultivators like them were scattered across the deck.

When Wang Yu heard this, his interest was immediately stirred.

“Oh, how so?”

Situ Hong opened his palm. His yin-cold spiritual power swirled into a small vortex. Within it faintly came the howls of malevolent ghosts. It was his refined Life-Bound Ghost Spirit, the Cold Wind Ghost.

In this short period of separation, Situ Hong had nearly reached the peak of Qi Refining eighth layer, already not far from the ninth. His spiritual power had even condensed into a semi-liquid state.

His strength was not weak.

Compared to beasts of the same level, human cultivators—aside from weaker physical bodies—possessed crushing advantages in all other aspects. As long as they had some battle experience, if the realms were the same, victory was nearly guaranteed.

Of course, here “human cultivators” referred solely to disciples of Nascent Soul sects. Loose cultivators did not count.

Among demonic beasts, those with powerful bloodlines were also excluded from the standard.

The cultivation method practiced by Situ Hong was called the Heavenly Yin Art. It shared the same attribute as Wang Yu’s, but it emphasized yin first and cold second.

Wang Yu’s own path was the opposite: primarily cold, secondarily yin.

“The Ghost Eyes of the Ghost-Eyed Spider, aside from being useful in pill-refining and tool-refining, are top-quality spiritual medicine for yin-cold cultivators like us. After ingestion, they not only brighten the eyes but also assist in refining yin-cold spiritual energy.

“Used together with a Spirit Gathering Formation, the medicinal effect is about equal to a first-rank mid-grade cultivation pill, and it can be taken alongside cultivation-enhancing pills, with the limit being around ten.

“Likewise, the stronger the spider that produces the Ghost Eyes, the stronger the effect. If it comes from a second-rank Spider Queen, it can greatly benefit even Foundation Establishment cultivators.”

After hearing Situ Hong’s explanation, Wang Yu’s eyes shone. He had been worrying that his cultivation speed had reached its limit and was lacking in other ways to accelerate it. He had not expected such an opportunity to appear.

However.

“Brother Situ, will spiritual root aptitude affect the effectiveness of this?”

“Uh… this…” Situ Hong was stunned.

“I heard the effect of Ghost Eyes is relatively gentle. We will just have to test it ourselves.”

“That makes sense.”

The two had not talked for long when the giant spirit ark began to descend, and the full view of Spider Mountain finally came into sight.

This mountain was not high, only about seventeen or eighteen hundred meters.

On its surface were distributed exactly twenty-one Ghost Eye Caves. The rocks were pitch black, with no soil or vegetation, and everywhere clumps of spider webs had piled into gray tangled masses.

The terrain was somewhat similar to Blackbone Mountain. At the foot of the mountain lay vast stretches of spirit fields, while in the middle stood clusters of buildings resembling a farmhouse.

Scattered stone houses were also spread along the edges of the fields.

The soil of these fields emitted a faint stench, its color a brownish green, with countless strands of spider silk twisted together like straw mats laid out for insulation.

Rows of Spiderheart Grass grew in neat order, their color black and red, with branches and leaves shaped like spider legs. At their tips grew red, tumor-like fruits, the origin of the plant’s name.

The giant spirit ark landed at the edge of the spirit fields. After more than eight hundred people disembarked one after another, the veiled woman finally stored the ark away.

Wang Yu and Situ Hong stood at the back. When the stationed Foundation Establishment cultivators finished the handover, there were only about three hundred people remaining. They boarded another ark and departed.

Thus, Spider Mountain was fully handed over to Wang Yu’s group.

Continuing forward for a kilometer, they reached the center of the spirit fields, where disciples of Five Yin Peak and Cold Blood Peak separated and began distributing tasks.

Wang Yu had experience tending to spirit fields, so he was temporarily exempted from entering the Spider Caves. He was assigned two mu of land to care for the Spiderheart Grass growing there.

His residence was in a nearby stone house, and he was also given a booklet listing various points of caution.

The Five Yin Peak side had a more troublesome assignment. They needed to go to the nearest city, Heart-Eroding City, to obtain food for feeding the Ghost Eye Spiders.

They also had to invite disciples of Fierce Nether Peak, who were stationed in Heart-Eroding City, to inspect the condition of the Spider Queen. This was far more troublesome than tending fields, and each person had their task.

On Wang Yu’s side, half of the people took care of the spirit fields, while the other half were divided into three teams. Every seven days, a team entered the Ghost Eye Caves to collect waste and bodily fluids from the Ghost Eye Spiders.

The two groups rotated once a year. Only next year would it be Wang Yu’s turn to join the cave-entry team.

This arrangement suited him perfectly. It gave him time to adjust, and it was quite relaxed.

The place was protected by a large second-rank mid-grade formation connected to an underground spirit vein. The remaining spiritual energy available for cultivation was not much, and most of it was monopolized by the two Foundation Establishment cultivators.

The spiritual energy environment was far inferior to that within the sect, but still acceptable. With some spirit stones, daily cultivation could be supplemented. As for Wang Yu, it hardly mattered. His cultivation speed was nearly independent of the environment.

Even without a spirit vein, his cultivation advanced rapidly.

There was little to do here. The work was light, there were no external dangers, and it was the perfect place for him to slowly accumulate resources, convert them into strength, refine pills occasionally, and practice using the Cold Flame.

The Twelve Flame Spirit Seal, Flame Spitting Technique, and so forth.

Especially Flood Dragon Force. He had set aside this Body Refining technique for four months, having only recently stepped into the Minor Achievement stage.

From the Idle Slot, each feedback returned to him the Power of Blood Essence. This passive cultivation had already pushed him into the third layer of Body Refinement.

Within his body, three strands of Dragon Tendons had condensed, causing his physical strength to surge.

This power originated from his very muscles and bones. Each exertion made thick, bulging veins rise beneath his skin, savage and coarse, granting him immense strength and vigorous blood energy.