Wasted Spiritual Root to Embark on Demonic Cultivation

Chapter 158

Bad.

Lei Shu’s heart skipped slightly. He might not have believed other reasons Wang Yu gave, but when it came to Jiang, the True Disciple of Heavenly Corpse Peak, he could not doubt it.

Lei Shu himself was also from Heavenly Corpse Peak and still served as one of its elders. He often refined natal corpse artifacts for zombies, so naturally he knew that Wang Yu’s words were not false.

And the winner of this Corpse Fighting Tournament was said to have obtained from the Heavenly Corpse Daoist one of the wall-seals, inside which was stored a yin-attributed bamboo-type rare treasure.

Now it seemed that the Ghost-Weeping Bamboo perfectly matched that description. What Lei Shu could not understand was why the other party carried Zhuo Shouqing’s letter of introduction, and why they acted so sneakily.

Could it be that someone of even higher status had also taken an interest in this rare treasure? Perhaps one of the Three Masters wanted it?

For a moment Lei Shu could not decide.

After a long silence, he coughed once.

“Hand the item over to me. I will cover the extra materials myself, and later collect the fee from the Zhuo family. Come fetch it in half a month.”

“Yes.”Wang Yu felt uneasy inside, but his face showed no trace. As if he truly did not care about the rare treasure, he turned and left without looking back.

Standing at the doorway, Lei Shu muttered to himself.

“So it really is not this boy’s item.”

Weighing the Ghost-Weeping Bamboo in his hand, Lei Shu sighed with deep regret.

“Forget it. Better to form a good connection. My opportunity to reach Nascent Soul may yet fall upon these young people. Eight hundred years of lifespan consumed, and my time is running out.”

On the other side.

After leaving the Artifact Refining Hall, Wang Yu’s face shifted between gloom and cold anger. He felt dissatisfaction at Zhuo Shouqing’s negligence. The artifact refiner he introduced was this unreliable?

He also felt disgust at his own naïve mindset. When exactly had he begun to recognize the Blood Reversal Sect? During Foundation Establishment? Or when he returned? Or perhaps when he signed the Nether River Pact with the Spirit Reversal Three Young Masters? Sometimes good intentions only lead to bad results.

It was not that he distrusted Zhuo Shouqing, but that he felt the latter’s ability was limited and unfit to handle important matters.

Wang Yu returned to the Law Enforcement Hall with a troubled heart.

The matter of the Ghost-Weeping Bamboo served as a lesson. In the demonic path, trust was extremely precious. It was best to keep it one-to-one and never let trust extend to someone else around them.

As for whether he could obtain the finished product, Wang Yu judged there was a seventy percent chance. If unfortunate enough to fall into the remaining thirty percent, Zhuo Shouqing would surely act out of shame to demand compensation.

But after all, it was a precious material. That the other party used it elsewhere would be normal.

Could compensation bring it back in its original form? He doubted it. Lei Shu? He would remember this name. The last one to act so brazenly was someone called Fei Xue (Flying Snow).

In the third district’s residential area.

Zhuo Shouqing was sound asleep when Wang Yu ripped off his quilt and blew a cold breath that startled him awake like a startled youth.

“What are you doing?”

“All thanks to your good work. Why did you not introduce me to a Zhuo family artifact refiner?”

Zhuo Shouqing gradually realized what he meant.

“Did you not say you wanted secrecy? If the Zhuo family’s consecrated refiners were involved, my elder brothers and sisters might have intervened. Then you truly would not have gotten it back. What happened exactly?”

Wang Yu recounted the matter from beginning to end. As expected, Zhuo Shouqing flew into a rage.

“That bastard dares not put this young master in his eyes. Do not worry, fourth brother. I will call Old Ming and Old Yu. We will see you given an explanation.

“To obtain a third-rank rare treasure is no easy matter. If you really lose it because of me, I will absolutely compensate you with one of equal value.”

Seeing the other party’s attitude did not seem false, Wang Yu felt somewhat relieved. At least he had not completely misjudged him. He only needed to remain more vigilant in the future.

“No need.”

After thinking for a while, Wang Yu refused Zhuo Shouqing’s offer. Instead, he revealed a murderous intent that chilled Zhuo’s heart.

He said.

“If Lei Shu keeps his word, I will take his life later.

“If he breaks his word and seizes my treasure, then I ask Brother Zhuo to send men to kill him, draw out his soul, refine it as a lamp wick to burn day and night for my enjoyment. The bamboo will serve as your payment.”

His thirst for vengeance was deep. Once he truly hated someone, he would not forget for a hundred years or even a thousand. Whether by his own hand or another’s, he would pay any price for revenge.

This was slightly different from someone like Jiang, the True Disciple, who acted only for profit.

“I understand.”

After this incident, several days passed.

Wang Yu experienced still more events. First, he spent several months in seclusion. At Cold Blood Peak, in a place called the Frozen Ice Cave, the three-tailed snow fox he had sent there for breakthrough finally returned.

This cave was obtained using his Deacon Token and could assist the little fox in breaking through, increasing the chance by ten percent.

Its foundation was not as deep as Wang Yu’s, and it was still young. With the aid of a superior Foundation Establishment Pill, it had still taken months.

Because it had stayed by his side for so long, their brief separation only made it closer to him, and it also underwent a brand new transformation.

Snowjade’s body had grown much larger. Including its tail, it was now ten meters long. Its shoulder height reached two meters. Its figure was slender and graceful, its fur pure white and fluffy.

It wrapped Wang Yu against its side, rubbing its head against his face without stopping.

The once cute and pretty little fox had completely grown into a large fox, both handsome and beautiful, its pink fox pupils carrying a deep and enchanting charm, enough to serve as a mount.

Feeding it a handful of Beast Nourishing Pills, his mood improved greatly.

"Alright, alright, stop nudging."

Along with the change in appearance, its abilities had also advanced. It could now fight side by side with Wang Yu. After sparring with each other for half a month, man and fox grew rapidly in tacit understanding.

After this joyous matter.

Nothing unusual happened on Lei Shu’s side. Wang Yu finally obtained his Ghost-Weeping Flute. As soon as he received it, he immediately handed it to Zhuo Shouqing, asking him to invite a Zhuo family artifact refining master to inspect it.

Many issues were discovered, especially a tracking mark hidden within it. Only after removing all problems was it returned to Wang Yu.

This made his intent to kill Lei Shu completely resolute.

After this matter, Wang Yu went to the Impartation Law Hall and exchanged for a first-rank artifact refining technique. It was not for any other purpose, merely to occasionally study and gain deeper understanding of the trade.

He wanted to acquire the ability to appraise magical artifacts, not necessarily refine them. Since he had his Idle Slot at his side, he relied more on spell techniques. As long as the artifact could be used, his requirements were not high.

Pills mattered to him even more. As time passed, the Cold Chi Alchemy Technique gradually became complete, and his alchemy skills advanced in step. Second-rank peak-grade was still far away, but second-rank low-grade was already sufficient.

In this aspect, he possessed the inheritance left behind by Elder Xu from those years. He held no small number of second-rank pill recipes. He could study them slowly.

Maintaining this steady pace.

……

……

Five years passed in the blink of an eye. That day.

"Fourth brother, good news, the territory you wanted has been secured."

"Oh?"

This was indeed good news. Seeing Zuo Qiuming rush in noisily, Wang Yu casually poured a cup of tea. After Zuo Qiuming gulped it down in one breath, he pulled out a scroll with a raised brow.

"Take a look, I guarantee you will be satisfied."

That was just his personality. Wang Yu did not mind much, his attention drawn more to the appointment written on the scroll.

Not long after.

"Jade Spirit City… its territory overlaps with Yellow Springs Monastery, and the surrounding resources are this abundant, even with an ancient ruin nearby?"

It had to be admitted, Zuo Qiuming had indeed found an excellent location. Not only was the spiritual vein superior, the surrounding resources were plentiful, and there was even a treasured site worth exploring.

Even within the city, cultivation clans existed, possessing heritage in various cultivation arts. The population was dense, and the city was prosperous. It was quite suitable for a Foundation Establishment cultivator to establish a residence.

The only drawback was that it lay too close to Yellow Springs Monastery, making conflict likely. Outside the city there was even a special grand market that neither sect controlled, the Yanluo Ghost Market.

No matter how one viewed it, Jade Spirit City was highly suitable.

As for risks, cultivation anywhere carried risks.

Although the past five years had been quiet cultivation, Wang Yu had prepared adequately. He was no free eater. Moreover, what most attracted him about this appointment was the term length.

A full three hundred years, exactly as agreed upon in the beginning.

"Not bad, I am very satisfied with this place. There will not be any complications, will there."

"Of course not. This is something the Zhuo family secured. Who would dare covet it."

Knowing how Wang Yu had suffered before, this time Zhuo Shouqing acted discreetly, relying on the connection of a close elder. No waves would be stirred.

"Good. In that case I will make my preparations and set out in a few days."

"No need to rush. The appointment letter grants half a year’s time."

This journey to Jade Spirit City was extremely far. It lay at the extreme east, from the west of the Blood Reversal Sect. The distance was even greater than the road to Blackbone Mountain.

He had to prepare a flying artifact suitable for long travel. Moreover, he intended to go alone this time. If all went as expected, he would return already in Core Formation.

Leaving a few days to wrap up matters, he could then depart.

Over the past five years, Wang Yu had devoted most of his effort to spell techniques. He frequently rotated his Idle Slot. Whenever he reached a bottleneck in comprehension, he would use it to grind for half a month.

After breaking through the bottleneck, his progress often surged forward.

He even suspected this was the true correct use of the idle slot. However, because he coveted the sense of control from achieving perfection, he rarely spread its use widely.

Even so, with many bumps along the way.

Some low-grade Foundation Establishment spells had already been cultivated to perfection, such as Freezing Rain Technique. When paired with Snowjade’s snowfall power, it could create an icy domain more than fifty li wide.

Within it, both Wang Yu and Snowjade could fully unleash the might of ice attribute spells.

They would occupy an innate advantage.

The second-rank low-grade Frost Sword Essence Technique had also reached perfection. It was the superior replacement of the Ice Sword Technique. Everything Wang Yu could once do with it, this technique could perform with even greater power.

When used to condense a massive ice sword, its might could definitely reach second-rank mid-grade. It was one of his commonly prepared methods.

Apart from these two perfected techniques, the Flame Form Technique had reached great success.

Escape technique Frost Moon Wings and killing technique Ice Wheel Technique both halted at minor success, barely sufficient. After all, his current killing move was the perfected Mysterious Yin Hand.

Other secret arts were also at minor success. Only the Breath Concealment Spell was trained relentlessly by Wang Yu to great success. To reach perfection, he would still need to rely on the power of the idle slot.

Within the cultivation world, those who could push a single spell to perfection were exceedingly few, each one possessing extraordinary comprehension. Wang Yu’s comprehension was above average, not a peerless genius, but not poor either.

Of course, if it could be opened, there was no reason to close it.

It had to be used as needed. What constrained him was only the number of idle slots.

The Ancient Soul Technique had smoothly reached minor success. When paired with the Taiyin Nether Eye, the growth of his divine sense accelerated rapidly. Judging by both quantity and quality, it had already reached the level of mid Foundation Establishment.

This far surpassed the growth speed of his cultivation realm.

However, what he gained most in these five years was still his cultivation.