Wasted Spiritual Root to Embark on Demonic Cultivation

Chapter 183

Several days passed.

The various yin-attributed spiritual materials that had long been prepared were arranged by Wang Yu using a Spirit Gathering Formation, with himself also serving as one part of the array. His two eyes acted as the formation eyes.

The gathering of spirit turned into gathering of yin. Strands of Lunar energy filled the sealed chamber. Wang Yu did not actively absorb them, but instead relied on the formation to trap the yin power inside.

Little by little it accumulated. Every night when darkness arrived, the chamber would shine with faint moonlight. Even during the day it could draw in a trace of lunar force.

As time went by, the chamber became shrouded in lunar mist.

Meanwhile, the contents of the Yin Fiend Corpse Refining Technique had taken shape in his mind. He muttered.

“The power of the Lunar Yin is the key, but it is not the only part.”

“The Corpse Controlling Talismans must be mastered, and divine sense strength must be enough to suppress a third-rank Fiend Corpse. Otherwise if it loses control the consequences would outweigh the gains.”

“Then comes the crucial step… Refining the Fiend Qi.”

The type of Fiend Qi selected determined the type of corpse that would be formed.For example, using Metal Fiend Qi in refining would produce a zombie with Metal-element divine abilities, naturally able to restrain metal-type treasures.

If refined with Fire Fiend Qi, it would gain Fire-element divine powers. Ordinary flames could not harm it, and some flames could even be used by it.

Of course, this referred to third-rank Fiend Corpses, also called Flying Zombies. Beyond their innate corpse abilities, the various fiend qi endowed them with magical powers comparable to Core Formation divine abilities.

Otherwise, how could they contend with others of the same rank?

Among Fiend Corpses, the strongest type was the Yin Fiend Flying Zombie, but the technique also contained methods for refining ordinary five-element Fiend Corpses, even including refining corpse treasures meant for zombies to use.

As for refining with two or three types of Fiend Qi simultaneously, it was possible in theory, but demanded extreme skill of the refiner, as well as an excellent corpse body as raw material.

For instance, one with spiritual roots that matched, or a body naturally strong and filled with innate divine strength. The more unique the living being, the more formidable the resulting corpse, sometimes even producing a variant type.

These variant corpses combined multiple attributes, possessing unique divine abilities and magical powers, difficult to rival within the same realm.

The Corpse King Jiang, True Disciple of Heavenly Corpse Peak, was such a variant produced through later advancement. If he advanced to Nascent Soul, he would begin with extraordinary battle strength.

Wang Yu was a latecomer in this path.

Other than buying, he had no way to gather various fiend qi, and since he did not want Miaoshan to know, he could only attempt it with his Taiyin Nether Eyes.

Yin Fiend Qi…

The aptitude of the Old Liu barely reached dual spiritual roots, earth and metal. They did not match well with Yin Fiend Qi.

But this was a living corpse.

He understand the value of supreme-grade material.

Channeling divine sense into his eyes, Wang Yu entered the Moon Observation state. Through the starry skylight of the chamber, he gazed directly at the Lunar Star.

The Lunar Star symbolized all yin-attributed power.

Therefore, in theory, while it scattered endless lunar radiance, the reverse side also produced infinite supreme-grade Yin Fiend Qi, mixed within the moonlight and merged into heaven and earth, stored in some mysterious unknown place.

But it truly existed, and the quality was of the highest extreme.

When Wang Yu attempted to draw it in, not only did both eyes ache unbearably, but strange transparent gray flames ignited across his body, burning his flesh and soul, more terrifying than soul-devouring specters.

Fortunately, his Taiyin Nether Eyes were perfected, able to contract and release at will.

When he sealed a single strand of supreme-grade Yin Fiend Qi into a jade pendant, all abnormalities vanished, leaving only his muffled gasps.

It hurt too much.

More severe than any pain he had suffered before, even leaving him lightly injured. His vision blurred.

At most, he could attempt it three times a day, after which he needed rest.

And to begin formal corpse refining, a minimum of one hundred strands of supreme-grade Yin Fiend Qi were required. That meant a month of preparation before even starting.

But Wang Yu had to persist. He urgently needed a Core Formation battle strength he could completely control. For that, some pain was nothing.

In the days that followed, the torment rivaled his time as a Spirit Slave, though this time the suffering came from his body, not his spirit.

Gradually, he discovered that the power he actively drew, the Lunar Yin Fiend, was slightly different from the Yin Fiend described in the refining manual.

It was not simply supreme-grade Yin Fiend Qi.

After several months, his eyes had been scorched and were undergoing a deeper transformation, lacking only the opportunity to fully awaken. Hidden in darkness, they awaited eruption in the future.

At the same time, the great amount of dragon blood medicine buried in his body was once again hammered and digested, merging into his flesh and becoming an even stronger foundation.

The lack of Body-refining techniques kept him from breaking through the middle stage of second-rank, but his physique and blood energy continued rising. Within the Yin Nether Demonic Flood Dragon Spine, substantial essence blood condensed.

In the path of body cultivation, massive amounts of heaven and earth spiritual energy were merged into flesh and blood. With techniques and secret medicines, the limits of the human body were broken and growth continued.

The visible sign was surging blood energy.

By the second rank, essence blood condensed, becoming the source of blood energy. This surging blood granted greater strength and vitality.

At the core of it all, the Yin Nether Demonic Flood Dragon Spine was the fruit of his body refinement. Because of its interaction with the corpse-refining secret art, it had mutated positively.

The blood energy that should have developed toward the path of a vigorous and masculine force instead transformed into a cold and gloomy special form. He could not say whether it was good or bad.

In short, the suddenly condensed essence blood appeared blue-black in color.

The gloomy demonic flood dragon unleashed by his fists and kicks, which had been only about a few meters long, suddenly doubled in size. Nearly seven meters long, this blood energy phenomenon had already exceeded his basic understanding of body refinement.

This was precisely the change brought about after using the eye technique secret art to draw in the Lunar Moon Fiend.

This kind of power was still far too mysterious.

“I am really foolish… truly…”

Secret chamber.

Wang Yu lowered his head in deep thought. He should have realized earlier that Yin Fiend and Moon Fiend were not the same. But because in the past, when absorbing Yin Qi, the places illuminated by moonlight always had the densest Yin Qi, this concept gave him a shallow and mistaken understanding of Yin Fiend.

After all, he had never cultivated at Heavenly Corpse Peak and had not studied the relevant knowledge of the Corpse Dao or the Fiend Dao. To directly start by collecting such a high-level essence was indeed reckless.

However, ordinary people would also find it extremely difficult to draw in such rich moonlight and moon fiend energy.

“Since I have already gathered it, not using it would be a waste.”

Looking at the living corpse that had been soaking in the Lunar Moon Fiend for nearly sixty days, its appearance had already undergone great changes.

Its skin had tightened, its complexion had turned gray-white, its nails had grown three inches long.

Zombie fangs had emerged, and strange markings resembling the dark side of the moon had formed on its face. At its brow, there was a black moon imprint like that of Judge Bao.

At this point, Wang Yu no longer needed to personally form a formation with his body to draw moonlight. This sinister creature had already evolved the instinct to absorb it on its own, although it was not as efficient as the Taiyin Nether Eye.

A zombie that worships the moon is a sign of high spiritual intelligence.

Indeed, this was supreme-grade living corpse material. Its potential for growth would not be low.

Now, it lacked only one final step before becoming a true corpse: corpse qi.

Under normal procedures, one would introduce a wisp of corpse qi from outside. But the reason a living corpse is considered supreme-grade is because its flesh is still alive.

And corpse qi is condensed and released only from a corpse itself.

Therefore, the best method was to extinguish the vitality of the body, letting it generate corpse qi on its own from the origin of life.

A zombie that possesses this innate corpse qi would be terrifyingly ferocious, with a copper head and iron bones, immense strength, and apart from thunder, fire, and Yang-element techniques, it would hardly fear most powers of the world.

Of course, this was only a matter of restraint, not immunity.

By a twist of fate, the corpse embryo Wang Yu had created absolutely had the potential to evolve into a Yaksha, and not an ordinary one.

Silver-winged, blood-winged, golden-winged… all were possible. Yaksha were fourth-rank beings, comparable to Nascent Soul ancestors.

After careful consideration, Wang Yu did not immediately take the last step.

Since he could temper his own body with the Lunar Moon Fiend, he might as well wait longer, refining his physique until no further progress could be made. The third-rank Blood Dragon Essence he had previously obtained had only been used in a tiny amount.

His body could not contain more of the medicinal power of the new dragon blood elixir. Now, with this new tempering method, though painful, it was absolutely worthwhile.

Wang Yu had long suffered from the torment of Wasted Spiritual Roots. Since he now had this chance to enhance his physical potential, there was no need to rush. It was not as if a Spirit Transformation cultivator was chasing him.

Besides, the Yin Fiend Corpse Refining Technique should also be left to sit for a while longer to avoid mishaps.

Thinking of this.

Wang Yu lightly scraped his finger with a nail, squeezing out a thick flow of blood. His plan changed.

Ordinary corpse-controlling talisman seals might not be able to suppress such a ferocious creature. He needed to use multiple measures. After stripping the corpse embryo clean, he used his finger as a brush.

He inscribed corpse-controlling spirit talismans, embedding them into the body with blood sacrifice rituals, and continuously struck it with spiritual seals. His blood flowed into it as though it cost him nothing.

This refining process would last many days.

At the same time, he also had to cultivate the Ancient Soul Art at specific times, and he could not neglect his daily cultivation. He had to urgently refine the Ice Spirit Pill within his body.

Even the various feedbacks from his Idle Slot required him to divide his focus to receive and digest.

Wang Yu’s presence had nearly vanished from Jade Spirit City.

Until.

In the seventeenth year of his service as a Deacon, in the third month, a piece of information from the completion of the secret art flooded into his mind. The Yin Blood Pill hidden in his blood marrow suddenly split into two.

Then… various chain changes followed.

The Corpse Demon Bone trait advanced.

His physique, already immensely strong, underwent a qualitative leap. His Bronze Armored Corpse advanced into Iron Armored Corpse. Even without True Essence or spells, a second-rank low-grade magic tool would struggle to injure his body.

The Heavenly Yin Blood trait advanced.

His blood grew colder, and his talent in Yin and ice attributes rose noticeably. The Yin characteristics within his divine soul grew clearer, as though it wanted to separate from his body.

But in theory, he should not be able to sense his own soul. He could only control the divine sense power extended from his Niwan Palace. The modifications of Nascent Soul secret arts were indeed unique.

Furthermore, because the secret art had been partially completed, his body’s alienated state had receded a great deal. Though there were still some abnormal features, they were far less sinister than before.

At the very least, his nails had returned to flesh color, his upper fangs had shrunk, and his skin tone looked more like a living person.

Everything was improving.

Most importantly, his True Essence accumulation had already reached five hundred drops. The time for breakthrough had arrived.

Just as he prepared to seize the moment and advance further, Wang Yu’s expression suddenly changed. His spine began to twist.

The Yin Nether Demonic Flood Dragon Spine… its second mutation had begun.