Wasted Spiritual Root to Embark on Demonic Cultivation

Chapter 169

For a long time.

After the storm had calmed, Wang Yu touched the Earth Origin Cauldron, and it shattered into pieces on the ground. He could not help but feel regretful.

Since refining the Earth Origin Cauldron, he had never used it properly. This was even considered its first true use, yet it broke instantly.

At the scene.

Within a hundred meters centered on Bai Zhuzhu, everything had turned to nothingness. The houses and buildings looked as if some beast had bitten out a clean chunk, leaving behind a perfect circular gap. Not a trace of wooden debris remained inside the range.

The ground was plowed into a huge pit, the deepest point about ten meters. The Self-Destruction Secret Art Return to Origin Disintegration was terrifying to this degree.

As for the Third Elder, Wang Yu knew there would be no spoils of war to gain from his body. When he turned to check on the Second Elder, who had been barely alive.

Indeed. He had been killed by the aftershock.

Collecting corpses and taking storage bags, he acted as if on an assembly line.

The corpses of many Bai family members lay scattered, though many were missing, as they too had been vaporized by the explosion.Wang Yu opened his mouth and inhaled.

"Devour Soul."

The remaining life souls were unaffected. The fierce spirits within the Black Fiend Armor, once weakened, revived again. They would serve Wang Yu for a long time, and their strength increased once more.

After swallowing a second-rank healing pill and a Spirit Recovery Pill he had prepared beforehand, Wang Yu decided not to target the Bai family Grand Elder at the ninth layer of Foundation Establishment.

There was no other reason, simply that he could not win.

He also sharply noticed that many people were missing from the Bai estate. The trump card of deathly qi he had prepared for the Bai Ancestor was not used. Moreover, when he had secretly cast the Heart Demonic Sound earlier, he discovered that the number of Bai clan cultivators freed from external duties was only about six hundred.

Under his control, they devoured one another in pairs, halving their number. In the end, all of them died under Bai Zhuzhu’s self-detonation technique.

This did not match the intelligence that claimed there were nearly a thousand such cultivators. Clearly, one group had left beforehand. The Bai Ancestor was very likely among them. As for the reason, there were too many possibilities. It could not be that they were afraid of his strength and fled on purpose. That was unrealistic.

Today’s lesson had been severe, even to the point of endless enmity. Those missing Bai clan members likely left Jade Spirit City, which left him no immediate method to deal with them.

As for the Great Elder, truthfully, Wang Yu did not want to let him go.

But he still had no way. This was the confidence that came with absolute strength.

After a short while.

Wang Yu returned to the front courtyard of the Bai estate and put away the Blood Mist Spirit Concealment Formation. At this moment, the Great Elder was at the edge of breaking free from the Moon Illusion, on the verge of waking.

In truth, he had been trapped in the Moon Illusion for less than half an incense stick of time, and the Bai estate had already turned into this. Without interference, this escape speed was not slow.

After a brief contemplation, Wang Yu recited the Demonic Embryo Mysterious Origin Curse.

A wisp of heavenly demonic malice drilled from his body and was implanted into the Great Elder. This would not only cause the curse to mature instantly when the man awoke and fell into despair, twisting his mind, but would also let Wang Yu locate him. If he appeared within a hundred kilometers, Wang Yu would sense him immediately.

To cultivate to the ninth layer of Foundation Establishment in the Bai family environment and still have considerable lifespan meant the Great Elder had a chance to strike at Core Formation. Therefore, once the demonic embryo aroused its devouring desire, Wang Yu decisively implanted his second demonic thought.

As expected, the man was a dual spiritual root. Fire and Metal. Exactly suitable to force his weak Metal root upward. As for when to deal with him.

The best outcome would be that once he awoke, overcome with grief and twisted by the demonic thought, he would recklessly attack the City Lord’s estate, where Wang Yu could use formations to seize him instantly. If he chose instead to escape Jade Spirit City, Wang Yu could later use him to track down surviving Bai clan members and eradicate them.

Both outcomes were acceptable. It was merely a question of sooner or later.

There was no need to panic.

He quietly cast Invisibility and Breath Concealment spells. His unseen figure rose into the air. Other than the storage bags he had seized from those killed on the spot, the Bai estate still contained treasures, scriptures, and other resources.

For now, he had no time to search. He would wait until the Great Elder left.

Thus.

Wang Yu hid himself and stood silently at the highest point of the Bai estate. From here he could observe the Great Elder’s reaction and also see the onlookers outside.

Not long after.

"No!"

This anguished roar made everyone’s scalp tingle.

The Great Elder’s eyes were blood-red, his breath like a bull’s. He staggered out of the Bai estate gates, his soul lost, standing stiffly as visions of his clansmen’s tragic deaths flooded his mind.

It was as if the nightmare within the Moon Illusion replayed before him. But this time it was real.

He felt himself about to collapse, regretting deeply ever uttering the so-called words of wisdom, "I have a plan." He finally understood the Bai Ancestor’s emotions back then.

So this was what utter defeat meant.

No wonder the Ancestor forbade gambling. Winning meant only rising another step, but losing meant eternal damnation.

The Bai family had already been one of the three major clans of Jade Spirit City. Why take such a risk? Fortunately, he had always left a way out, forcibly relocating the Ancestor and the third branch back to the ancestral estate. That was the only reason he had not gone mad.

Yet as such a sinner.

Did he still have the face to return to the ancestral home and face the ancestors?

The thought of seeking death grew stronger.

On his body, only Wang Yu could see the heavenly demonic malice. Originally a single wisp, it now burst forth into tens of thousands of demonic thoughts.

The seed had matured.

From above, after making this judgment, Wang Yu prepared to fly toward the City Lord’s Mansion, but the Bai clan’s formation was still active and he had no way to get out for now.

He did not know if the Great Elder would realize it.

“He should not be able to. His mind has been corroded by demonic thoughts.”

Just as he was mocking the other in his heart, the Great Elder suddenly raised his head and let out a long roar.

“Wang Yu, this old man will kill you.”

With that, under countless gazes, he rammed through the Mountain Marsh Turtle Shell Formation, breaking open a gap, and rushed toward the City Lord’s Mansion. The onlookers were immediately shocked.

They were extremely curious what exactly had happened during this time.

Wang Yu also frowned tightly. With a sigh, he could only fly toward the City Lord’s Mansion, hoping that no one would sneak in to steal his things.

However.

Unpredictable changes come without warning. He had only taken three steps in pursuit and had not yet come out of the formation’s gap when he saw the figure of the Bai clan’s Great Elder suddenly enveloped by a yellow mist that carried extreme cold.

“Yellow Springs Ghost Mist. A second-rank high-grade escape technique combined with a concealment method. It is also one of the core inheritances of the Yellow Springs Monastery. It is said the monastery even has the corresponding Core Formation divine ability, the Yellow Springs Escape Technique.”

Since coming to Jade Spirit City, Wang Yu naturally had investigated the information about Yellow Springs Monastery, as he would inevitably deal with them in the future.

Before long, the Yellow Springs Ghost Mist dissipated, and the maddened Bai clan’s Great Elder vanished along with it. Wang Yu clenched his fists tightly.

The duck that had flown into his mouth… flew away. This hatred, he would remember.

“Humph.”

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When night passed and dawn broke, the Bai clan’s formation collapsed completely due to the lack of spirit stones. The greedy crowd could no longer endure and rushed inside.

But they were shocked to discover that within the Bai residence there were no corpses at all, only bloodstains. There were many traces of battle, but not a single spirit stone was found.

Even the relatively valuable furniture had vanished. The Mountain Marsh Turtle Shell Formation was still there, but as a fixed clan-guarding formation that was not formed by flags, it could not be taken away.

The disappearance of the Bai clan became a mystery.

However, judging from the Great Elder’s final roar, it was obvious it had been done by their dear City Lord.

This astonished everyone greatly, and at the same time, instilled deep fear and dread toward the Lord of Jade Spirit City.

After all, the Bai clan, which faintly stood at the head of the three great clans of Jade Spirit City, had fallen.

Last time when Wang Yu asserted his dominance in the City Lord’s Mansion, there had been suspicion that he relied on formations, and the public did not fully acknowledge it. But this time was different.

He had taken the initiative to slaughter his way into the Bai clan and caused their extermination.

This was enough to show that his strength had reached late Foundation Establishment, and only those of Core Formation could resist him.

Thus.

Wang Yu’s name spread through Cloud Ridge Prefecture like a storm, infamous and notorious.

The cultivators of Jade Spirit City became extremely obedient. Especially after the Bai clan was destroyed, no one dared to stir up trouble.

In the morning.

A somewhat weary Wang Yu returned to the City Lord’s Mansion. Snowjade, carrying the City Lord’s token in its mouth, immediately rushed over. It had been ordered to activate the formation at any time as Wang Yu’s escape route.

Now there was no need to be on guard anymore.

He carefully put away the token, smiling as he stroked the Snowjade that kept rubbing against his chest. His kind expression made it impossible to tell that he had just exterminated the Bai clan.

At this moment.

Xiang Xiang suddenly ran out from a nearby corridor bridge and said joyfully, “City Lord, you have returned safely.”

Wang Yu nodded and casually said, “Yes. You did not leave last night?”

“No. The seedlings you recruited just got up. They were cultivating at the plaza, so I helped guide them for a while.”

“Thank you.”

After a few words, Xiang Xiang wisely excused herself. Cloud Dream Pavilion had already gained great benefits by dominating the Northern District with his approval, so there was no need for extra thanks.

A formal appointment letter from the City Lord’s Mansion afterward would be more useful than anything.

As for this batch of newcomers.

A month ago, the Guan and Jiang families had completed their spiritual root testing early. As a large city with a prosperous population, Jade Spirit City also had many delivery palaces that ensured the survival rate of newborns.

Every year, the number of seedlings provided exceeded Stone Lake City by tenfold.

There were as many as five thousand with four or five spiritual roots, prepared to be cultivated as spiritual farmers exclusively for the City Lord’s Mansion.

In addition, there were eight hundred with Three Spiritual Roots and one with Dual Spiritual Roots.

These were cultivated to serve as guards and patrol troops. The number was far from enough, but Wang Yu would also recruit a batch of itinerant cultivators. As for whether spies were among them, it did not matter.

Such things could not be avoided anyway. Before a spy revealed himself, he was still a talent worth using.

Over the past month, Wang Yu often explained the Dao to these young ones, helping them open their wisdom. To begin cultivation, they had to pass through three stages: entering stillness, sensing, and absorbing spiritual energy.

These three stages were called the Three Gates of Entering the Dao.

Entering stillness meant quieting the heart during cultivation, restraining distracting thoughts. Sensing meant using one’s spiritual roots to perceive the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Absorbing spiritual energy, as the name implied, was taking in spiritual energy and attempting to refine it.

The higher the comprehension, the faster one could enter the Dao. Generally speaking, they needed at least a month, and those with poorer aptitude required three months.

Back then, Wang Yu relied on the effect of the idle slot, first generating spiritual power within his body before formally entering the Dao. By reversing the order, he had managed to succeed in one day.

Of course, using the Life-Burning Demonic Art could also allow rapid entry into the Dao.

The principle was similar to the Idle Slot, first producing spiritual power and then entering the Dao, provided one could understand the cultivation method.