Wasted Spiritual Root to Embark on Demonic Cultivation

Chapter 322

Besides that, this item could also elevate the cultivation of Blood Path cultivators. Aside from causing slightly unstable mana, it had no side effects at all. It was considered one of the high-grade resources of the Blood Path.

According to the intelligence gathered by the Zhuo Clan and the Zuoqiu Clan:

After entering the Wild Blood Plains, if one headed east, there was a mountainous region known as the Demonic Human Caverns, where many cultivators who had been turned into blood Spirit Slaves were hidden.

The crystal cores dropped by those monsters were also known as Myriad Spirit Blood Essence.

It could take effect on cultivators of any cultivation path and increase their mana capacity. Wang Yu knew that when Zhuo Shouyun had just entered the Blood Abyss Sacred Land, he would definitely be at his highest level of vigilance.

So Wang Yu planned to seek out opportunities first and enhance his own strength.

So long as Zhuo Shouyun’s group came here for opportunities, it was inevitable they would split up. They could not remain with Wang Yu forever.

His strength was not yet at the level where they would be wary of him.

Otherwise they would not have brought him along in the first place. Since they came here, they would naturally put opportunities above all else, especially Long Xingyun and Jian Nanxing.

They entered for the sake of obtaining opportunities for Nascent Soul, and would at most accompany Zhuo Shouyun for ten years. It was impossible for them to waste thirty years just to guard against Wang Yu.A hunter must be patient to catch his prey.

Haste would not help.

After determining his direction, Wang Yu opened his mouth and spat out an Ice Chi Pill Flame, freezing and burning the lizard blood beast into ashes. A foul, blood-reeking wind howled past him.

In the blink of an eye, all traces disappeared. His Blood Sac Robe concealed his aura well. It was time to test this beast crystal core.

The gray-blood faces on the back of the robe could each swallow a beast core. If he filled all of them, it would sustain him for more than ten years.

The quality requirement of the cores was not high.

As the robe activated, threads of blood-red mist that appeared almost materialized, brimming with murderous intent, wrapped around him, isolating him from the outside world during movement or rest.

It was a type of assimilation-based concealment.

Far superior to disguising oneself as stone, sand, or ice.

“Not bad.”

After confirming his condition, Wang Yu flew low along the ground using his Aurora Escape Technique, heading east. The blood Spirit Slaves in the Demonic Human Caverns could drop Myriad Spirit Blood Essence.

He was not far from Core Formation sixth layer, so he naturally had to investigate.

This information had spread among many factions.

Encountering other cultivators was very likely. He needed to be vigilant while considering how to gain more benefits.

The Wild Blood Plains stretched endlessly. Occasionally, blood sandstorms would sweep by. They were a type of natural disaster here, but not extremely dangerous.

Along the way, Wang Yu familiarized himself with the effects of the Yellow Springs Demonic Sword.

He casually slaughtered some ordinary blood beasts and tossed their cores into the mouths on the Blood Sac Robe.

Half a day later.

A barren mountain range, with peaks rising a thousand meters into the sky, appeared before him. Layer upon layer of ridges and sweeping dust storms filled the air.

Every mountain was riddled with pitch-black caves.

The terrain resembled the Spider Mountain he once roamed, although these caves were less densely packed. Upon arrival, Wang Yu extended his divine sense.

Manifesting his sense over ten thousand miles.

Most of the caves were empty, likely cleared out by previous generations of cultivators entering the Blood Abyss Sacred Land. After all, the allure of Myriad Spirit Blood Essence was immeasurable.

For demonic cultivators, it would be strange not to scour everything clean.

“No wonder no one was heading here. They must know the Demonic Human Caverns have been plundered for generation upon generation, leaving fewer suitable targets.”

The demonic humans who had become blood Spirit Slaves were originally cultivators corrupted by blood demonic power. Since the opening of the Blood Abyss Sacred Land, cultivators of the Blood Reversal Sect became the primary source of replenishment.

Over time, more were slain than turned, so the numbers dwindled rapidly. It was truly a pity.

Wang Yu sighed inwardly.

Since the outskirts were empty, he would go deeper. He should find at least a few survivors.

Once, in the ruins of the Ancient Heavenly Soul Sect, he encountered four Blood Demon Medicine Kings in a spiritual herb garden, which were in some sense opportunities for Nascent Soul.

He had not heard anything similar afterward, but upon entering here, the memory resurfaced.

“Could they have been locked inside the Blood Abyss Sacred Land?”

It was possible, but uncertain.

There were many opportunities for Nascent Soul here, but the most famous and most frequently acquired one was a Nascent Soul spiritual object known as Blood Infant Fruit.

Blood Path spiritual objects had no restrictions. Even though Wang Yu cultivated Yin and Ice attributes, he could still use it to form a Nascent Soul. He was not in a hurry, since he already had one Nascent Soul opportunity on him.

Another hour passed.

Wang Yu had found nothing. He was about to enter one of the many cavern passages and try descending underground when his eyes narrowed.

He quickly hid at the mouth of a cave.

Moments later.

Two dark gusts of wind drifted over and took shape midair. They turned into a pair of beautiful female cultivators with identical features. Both wore stone-blue dresses, exposing long white legs adorned with silver snake-pattern leg ornaments. One of them had a golden-furred mouse perched upon her shoulder.

Their appearance was striking. Wang Yu recognized them at a glance.

They were the famed twin sisters of Five Yin Peak, cultivators at Core Formation sixth layer, known as the Twin Beauties of the Secluded Valley.

The Secluded Valley Feng Clan behind them was a top-tier clan of Five Yin Peak, with several Nascent Soul elders. They surpassed the Wei Clan and were second only to the three dominant factions.

The information they possessed was no less than his. Yet they still came to the Demonic Human Caverns. That meant they had a purpose here.

As for the golden-furred mouse

Wang Yu guessed it was a spirit beast with treasure-seeking talent. Such beasts were weak in combat but had powerful instinct in sensing spiritual objects. They were uncommon.

It was obvious that they had deliberately released this type of spirit beast to follow them. They had most likely obtained some secret information when the Blood Abyss Sacred Land opened last time. Otherwise they would not use a Scent-Seeking Spirit Beast to explore.

After pondering for a moment, Wang Yu drew his conclusion.

The Twin Beauties of the Secluded Valley had already landed. Their bodies emitted fluctuations of divine sense. Clearly, they were communicating through divine sense transmission, giving Wang Yu no opportunity to eavesdrop.

Their target was clear as they headed toward a cave.

Seeing this, Wang Yu's figure vanished inch by inch. Suspended carefully above the ground, he left no footprints or traces of dust as he slowly followed.

There was almost no light inside the cave. Fortunately, Wang Yu's Taiyin Nether Eyes had been cultivated to the third stage. He could now see completely in darkness and even pierce through techniques that concealed things.

Compared to the past, he had reached an entirely new level.

The Twin Beauties led the way. Divine sense ripples fluctuated continuously and from time to time the Scent-Seeking Spirit Beast let out a soft howl, its tender paws pointing the direction. Their progress was swift.

The path continued downward. After walking for almost half an hour, the situation finally changed.

“It is a Blood Slave Demon!”

Wang Yu did not dare to spread his divine sense rashly for fear of being discovered by the sisters, so he relied solely on his eyes.

This allowed him to be the first to notice the problem.

At a fork in the passage, fresh blood continuously seeped from the stone walls. A late third-rank Blood Slave Demon was clinging to the stone wall, greedily licking the blood flowing out.

The Twin Beauties brushed right past it. Wang Yu would not miss the chance to test them, so he secretly flicked a drop of blood from the Corpse-Nurturing Coffin.

Creatures of the blood path had a sensing ability for blood that was stronger than any other lifeform, especially when it contained pure energy.

The demon froze for an instant, then immediately charged out of the side passage, producing enough noise to alert the two sisters.

“There is a creature approaching. A Blood Slave Demon... late third-rank.”

“I will handle it.”

The younger sister of the Twin Beauties snorted softly.

She reached out and grabbed a fan-shaped artifact. With a surge of mana, she fanned it backward.

In an instant, the narrow cave was flooded with azure gale force winds.

The raging air currents split apart into ropes of wind and in almost an instant, the Blood Slave Demon was bound into a spread-eagle position. Her red lips parted.

A Wind Bamboo Spike shot out, carrying a sharp whistling wind.

It struck the demon squarely in the chest. A violent sphere of wind blades erupted and almost shredded it into pieces. Only a single drop of blood remained, radiating demonic light as it struggled against the technique’s power.

Wang Yu, observing from the shadows, immediately realized what it was.

This so-called Myriad Spirits Blood Essence was something he had encountered at the ancient Heavenly Soul Sect ruins. After slaying the Blood Corpse back then, the drop of blood that fled was exactly the same.

Unfortunately, the blood escaped too quickly and he had only been in the Foundation Establishment Realm at the time. He had no ability to stop it. Later, after breaking through his third-stage Body Refining, he was grievously injured by the Blood Ginseng King in the herb garden.

He never got the chance to obtain it. Thinking back now, if all of those were Myriad Spirits Blood Essence, did he not miss a treasure trove?

Just thinking about it made his heart ache to the point he could barely breathe.

However.

This late third-rank demon was far too weak. It could not withstand even a single attack?

He quickly realized he was mistaken. This type of monster fought very differently from the ones at the Heavenly Soul Sect ruins. It was akin to another branch of blood path cultivation.

Its undying nature was extreme.

In the cavern.

Facing the remaining drop of blood, the younger sister was just about to celebrate when her elder sister suddenly grabbed her shoulder and pulled her back several dozen meters.

The blood shadow lashed out and missed. The demon’s shattered body had melted into blood, using the darkness of the cave to circle from both sides.

It seemed intent on attaching itself to the younger sister.

“Feng Niaoniao, how many times have I told you to be cautious? These demons were once Blood Slave-transformed geniuses of the Exalted Sect. They are not necessarily inferior to us in the same realm.”

Feng Niaoniao patted her slender, breathtakingly curvaceous chest as if she’d just had a scare, then pouted her adorable lips and grumbled, “I know, I know… It’s just so dark in here, okay?”

After speaking, she tossed out several talismans that stuck to the cavern ceiling.

Light flooded the area. The blood shadow failed to ambush her and the drop of blood broke free from the wind blade sphere, merging with the blood shadow once more.

Its elongated body appeared thin and wiry.

Its fingers and toes were unusually long and its head seemed stretched, nearly half a meter in length. The demon looked like a locust that had become sentient, exuding an eerie aura.

“Hiss hiss.”

Corrosive blood dripped from its body, eating holes into the ground. The demon lunged at the sisters again.

The elder sister’s expression grew solemn. She clenched her right hand.

The power of wind surged. Two thick walls of wind formed front and back, completely trapping the demon.

“Now.”

“Here it comes. Wind King Sword, go!”