Wasted Spiritual Root to Embark on Demonic Cultivation Chapter 98
After all, the cultivators of Cold Blood Peak all practiced cold-attribute cultivation methods, and Ghost Eyes were also suitable for them.
Wang Yu referred to the price of Coldblood Pills and sold Ghost Eyes of different grades at slightly lower prices.
Supreme-grade price: 550 spirit stones.
High-grade price: 500 spirit stones.
Mid-grade price: 350 spirit stones.
This pricing was fair, about fifty spirit stones cheaper than pills of the same rank, and could be considered very conscientious.
At Spider Mountain, any Qi Refining late-stage cultivator with some strength would sell their surplus Ghost Eyes to make full use of resources.
At first, only a few people came to inquire, but gradually more came, since no matter how many were needed, Wang Yu could always produce them, as if he possessed endless Ghost Eyes.
If buyers purchased in bulk, Wang Yu could even lower the price a bit and offer discounts. He was very easy to negotiate with.
Even when dried out, they still had value in alchemy, so there was no worry about them not selling.
Of course, time costs also had to be considered.
The spiritual energy supply at Spider Mountain was not abundant, so sometimes spirit stones were needed to make up for cultivation losses. Whether to stockpile or not depended on individual strength.
Wang Yu simply had too many, so selling a portion was no problem. Spirit stones looked pure and pleasant compared to the pitch-black Ghost Eyes, and he certainly would not lose out.
Maintaining this rhythm.
The second year at Spider Mountain quickly passed. Another rotation arrived, and it was his turn to take care of several plots of land.
Time moved to the ninth month of Wang Yu’s eleventh year as an outer disciple.
That day.
Inside a stone house shrouded in blood mist, Wang Yu was sweating slightly on his forehead as he circulated his cultivation. He was at the key node of a breakthrough. Originally, he would have had to wait several more months before having the chance.
But with the refinement of the improved Cold Blood Pill, his proficiency increased. Recently, he had refined a large amount of medicinal power, and his cultivation level rose sharply, reaching the critical point for breakthrough.
Three hundred strands of spiritual power.
If converted to the early Qi Refining stage, that would be thirty thousand wisps. At that time, only ten wisps were enough to break through to Qi Refining second layer, and one hundred wisps could reach Qi Refining third layer.
This clearly showed how greatly his capacity had changed compared to his weak past self.
“Pop.”
As if an invisible sound echoed, the boundary was broken, his cultivation surged, and even his divine sense grew.
The improvements brought by a breakthrough were all-encompassing.
“Qi Refining eighth layer, I finally broke through.”
After circulating a few more great cycles to stabilize his realm, Wang Yu stood up.
Clenching his fists, four bulging veins like coiled dragons appeared strikingly. This was the strength cultivated through the technique Flood Dragon Force.
The so-called Nine Dragons Tendons had already been trained to the fourth tendon. This was feedback brought by the fourth idle slot, and at the same time the technique had reached perfection.
If he could obtain fresh dragon essence blood, his own cultivation speed would surpass that of the Idle Slot. This was the transformation brought by a perfected Body-refining technique.
This was the difference between Body-refining techniques and Qi Refining techniques.
Unfortunately, he currently had no such resources. When he found them, he might consider freeing up an Idle Slot to enhance other aspects.
After reaching perfection, Flood Dragon Force, like Cold Blood Technique, required twenty years of Idle Slot placement to raise its upper limit. This was not urgent.
The standard for Qi Refining eighth layer was three hundred strands of spiritual power. To break through to the ninth layer required seven hundred strands, and to advance to Qi Refining Great Perfection required one thousand strands.
Only then could one build the Foundation.
At the current efficiency of the Idle Slots, he would need twenty-seven years to reach the ninth layer, and another twenty years to reach Great Perfection. Together, nearly fifty years.
Even factoring in the improved Cold Blood Pill, it would still take close to forty years, and that was assuming maximum benefit.
He was now twenty-eight and a half years old. Reaching the Foundation Establishment barrier at about seventy would be fifty percent faster than a cultivator with three spiritual roots, though still about thirty percent slower than one with two spiritual roots.
But for someone with Wasted Spiritual Roots, this was an unbelievable speed. Seventy years old, at that age he was already old. The lifespan limit of a Qi Refining cultivator was no more than one hundred and fifty years.
Very few could live to that age. Most would pass away around one hundred and twenty or so. The hidden injuries suffered in youthful battles, the damage caused during reckless cultivation, and so on.
It was very difficult for a cultivator to reach the true lifespan limit. Moreover, he had even burned away some of his own years.
For a moment, he did not know whether to be happy or sad. After a long silence, he had no answer.
Wang Yu also had no solution for the time being. He would wait until the ten-year Spider Mountain mission was over. By then, the Demonic Embryo Mysterious Origin Curse would also reach completion. His next step after returning to the sect would be to use the Spirit Slave capturing mission to return to the Taihu Spiritual Domain.
Before Foundation Establishment, his aptitude definitely needed to be raised.
In this way he could also rely on a high-grade Foundation Establishment Pill to break through this realm as quickly as possible. If Qi Refining cultivators were ants, then those at Foundation Establishment could at least speak a few words.
At the very least, they were no longer stuck at the bottom. They did not need to live as he did now, always calculating every step, terrified of offending someone and falling into eternal ruin.
And there was still the matter of the sect. The struggles among the true disciples required constant attention, otherwise the plan could not succeed.
Suppressing the joy in his heart, Wang Yu returned once more to bitter cultivation. He drank a cup of tea, rested for half an hour, and then plunged back into his meditation chamber.
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Ten days later.
Voices came shouting from outside.
“Senior Brother Wang, I want to purchase some Ghost Eyes…”
Unknowingly, Wang Yu had already advanced to the rank of a senior brother. He dispersed the blood mist formed by the formation, quickly walked out, and asked succinctly.
“How many do you want, junior brother?”
The man wore the standard robes of an outer sect disciple. His face was plain and unremarkable, but his eyes were somewhat bright, likely due to the changes brought by consuming Ghost Eyes.
After Wang Yu consumed ten Ghost Eyes, his eyesight had greatly improved. Combined with the Taiyin Nether Eye, the effect was even more remarkable and extremely practical in combat.
This junior brother only had fifth-layer Qi Refining cultivation, and he seemed rather short on spirit stones.
“Senior Brother Wang, can I trade five hundred spirit stones for three high-grade Ghost Eyes?”
Wang Yu frowned. Did he want to freeload? That was impossible.
“I am not asking for them for free. I have a piece of information that I believe senior brother will need.” The man hurried to explain, afraid of being misunderstood.
“What information? Something inside the sect?” Wang Yu’s expression remained calm, but the other man looked hesitant and stammered.
“I do not know if it counts as internal information. It has to do with Foundation Establishment.”
Wang Yu suddenly understood. He had thought wrongly. Not everyone knew he had offended Wei Zhong.
“Speak. If it is worth the value, not just three but even five Ghost Eyes are possible. But if it is only a Foundation Establishment secret I already know, then it is worth nothing, not even one.”
“This…”
After hesitating for a moment, the man gritted his teeth.
“I trust senior brother.”
Since entering the Blood Reversal Sect, other than the Spirit Slaves in the Stone Hut District, Wang Yu had never seen anyone behave so simple and straightforward.
“It is like this, senior brother. I heard that you rose up from being a Spirit Slave, consuming a great deal of lifespan. So your aptitude must be somewhat lacking.”