Wasted Spiritual Root to Embark on Demonic Cultivation

Chapter 326

"Freeze."

The mirror surface flipped. As Feng Yan retreated at high speed, he tried once again to immobilize Wang Yu, but this time it was not so easy.

A sudden aurora burst forth. In the blinding radiance he instantly lost sight of Wang Yu, and his heart grew colder.

A crackling sound filled the air.

Lightning rolled. After one person chose to escape, the Thunder Corpse did not pursue him but instead attacked Feng Yan together with Wang Yu.

The Wind Fire Token returned to defend. The wind fire tornado it released collided violently with the spreading lightning. The roaring sounds were endless, and the cavern collapsed further.

At that moment, Wang Yu arrived like a phantom and delivered a spinning kick.

Demonic Dragon Tail Whip.

Empowered by the Demonic Dragon Armor and accompanied by the Ice Chi Pill Flame, this strike landed squarely on Feng Yan’s lower back. A crisp cracking sound followed.

His body bent sharply as if folded in half. Bone and torn flesh were exposed as blood sprayed out, then was immediately invaded by ghostly blood energy and pill flame.He practically lost all ability to resist.

"I..."

Just as he tried to speak, Wang Yu simply drew the Yellow Springs Demonic Sword. One swift strike took his head, and the core-extracting hand stabbed directly into his dantian.

A complete golden core with a crimson base and wind patterns was pulled out.

A small burst of Soul Extinguishing Death Light blossomed from Wang Yu’s brow. Killing, extracting the core, destroying the soul. The sequence was smooth and fast, wasting not a breath of time.

He collected both corpses and their spoils, seized the mind-shattered cultivator with one hand, then activated the Aurora Escape technique at full power, rushing toward the fleeing man.

On the way he casually performed a soul search.

A cultivator’s divine sense improves along with their fundamental realm, but without practicing a divine sense technique, they are only average among peers.

Therefore, even though Wang Yu’s divine sense had not reached the peak of the third rank, its quality was overwhelmingly superior. Not to mention the target’s mind had shattered and he no longer had self-awareness.

Performing a soul search posed almost no difficulty.

Useful memories flowed into his mind. He immediately located the information he wanted.

"So that is how it is... the Blood Jujube Tree."

This thing was the main body of that large root. It was a spiritual entity born under the influence of Blood-path power, which the Feng clan modified and used as a human-farming facility for demonic transformation.

This method also forced the tree to produce more fruit.

It could be said they used it to the limit.

Blood jujubes could increase a being’s blood energy capacity and improve body refinement cultivation. Now that he understood the true identity of the giant root tree, Wang Yu no longer felt the need to deal with it urgently.

The Secluded Valley Sisters had escaped twice already. This made him realize that inside the Blood Abyss Sacred Land he had to change his fighting method. The Ice Chains Divine Binding Spell must become the main approach.

First restrain, then kill.

It would be even better to learn a secret art similar to the Blood Talisman Locking Void Technique. These people had too many life-saving cards. Without a repeatable restrictive technique, they were extremely hard to kill.

The talisman-based space-shifting methods were too hard to counter.

At this moment, he was using the aurora escape technique to chase the last person, a peak Core Formation cultivator named Feng Yan. The chase carried them completely out of the underground cavern.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

After escaping the demonic cavern, Feng Yan instinctively rushed toward the core area of the Blood Abyss, the Blood Demon Sea. The Wei family, who cooperated with the Feng clan, was there.

They would surely help him.

Wang Yu’s power was terrifying, crushing them as if they were rotten wood. This made Feng Yan recall the fear of being subdued years ago by Zuo Qiuye.

That man too, like Wang Yu now, could cripple a late Core Formation expert with a single move. Killing them was as easy as snapping a blade of grass.

The memory nearly broke him.

"Faster, faster."

A sharp sonic boom struck the air. A murky yellow longsword shot from the distance, making Feng Yan tremble all over. His hair stood on end. The winds shielding him were dispersed by the sword intent.

He fell out of his wind-transformation escape light.

"No..."

The Yellow Springs Demonic Sword was a high-grade artifact refined from a Fiend Root, based on the forging methods of the Ice Soul Demonic Sword. It specialized in attack and divine ability manifestation, unmatched in killing power.

At this moment, the sword trembled and a Yellow Springs Hand Seal the height of a person condensed from sword intent. It suddenly grabbed toward Feng Yan. He clenched his teeth and had no choice but to use his Windstorm Spirit Fan to block.

Yet that sword intent was also Yellow Springs sword intent.

"My life is over..."

That final thought echoed in his mind as the Yellow Springs Hand Seal pierced the Windstorm Spirit Fan into tatters.

The seal then eroded his flesh. His skin and blood rapidly decayed.

A golden core escaped from his abdomen, forming a streak of light, but a powerful hand seized it tightly. Death light spread.

The violently trembling golden core soon fell silent.

The newcomer was Wang Yu.

Up to this point, aside from the Twin Beauties of the Secluded Valley, all the reinforcements they had summoned were completely dead. After sweeping the surroundings with his divine sense and confirming that no cultivator was secretly watching, Wang Yu once again flew toward the demonic cave. The Blood Jujube Tree had not yet been harvested, and it must have produced quite a few fruits.

On the way, he took the chance to go through the three people's storage rings.

From the memories of the first man, Wang Yu learned that during their two hundred years in the Blood Abyss Sacred Land, they spent most of their time periodically harvesting batches of demon thralls, collecting Myriad Spirit Blood Essence for cultivation.

The rest of the time they lingered near the edge of the Blood Abyss, seeking out small rift passages and specially capturing cultivators who accidentally entered the abyss due to chance.

There were actually quite a lot of stowaways.

Although the demon thralls breeding grounds mainly used female cultivators, there were also some male cultivators present. The essence absorbed by this breeding method was fundamentally power, not biological genetics.

The requirements for gender were therefore not strict.

Although these people appeared to be peak Core Formation, in truth they were nothing special. Their mana was hollow and unstable, which was the consequence of refining too much Myriad Spirit Blood Essence.

Their life-bound magic treasures had advanced to high-grade along with their cultivation, but their strength was lacking. This place produced almost only blood-path treasures, so there were no proper materials suited to them.

Naturally, their life-bound treasures were not sturdy enough.

Otherwise, that Wind Flame Token alone would have been enough to suppress the Thunder Corpse, instead of being knocked away again and again.

Simply put, they were all water-filled goods, and their actual combat strength felt about the same as the Five Poisons Old Demon. That guy was a rogue cultivator and only at seventh level of Core Formation.

Wang Yu rating them like this showed just how weak they truly were.

"In the end, they wasted their years. Even with a Blood Infant Fruit, this kind of trash would not see any real improvement."

He muttered in his heart and continued tallying the loot.

Three high-grade life-bound treasures: the Wind Annihilation Pearl, the Windstorm Spirit Fan, and the Wind Flame Holy Token. These could only be sold at high prices if he found someone who cultivated the same type of techniques or special arts.

Otherwise, their value would drop an entire grade. After all, someone else's life-bound treasure never felt suitable to use.

Wang Yu suspected that the demonic path likely had some secret arts to eliminate these side effects, but they were not publicly circulated. He could ask around later.

Otherwise, he would keep having to sell life-bound treasures at low prices, and that hurt.

The supply items in the three storage rings were almost empty. Every pill bottle was empty, and there was not a single talisman left.

However, there were many blood-path spiritual materials. The lowest ones they valued were second-rank, and they had accumulated a fair number of third-rank blood-path materials. Wang Yu transferred them all into the Sea Heart Ring.

Then came the main prize: Feng Yan's mid-grade treasure, the Immobilization Mirror.

The mirror was oval-shaped, edged with bronze relief patterns. It was rather heavy, and its style suggested it came from the Taihu Spirit Domain.

Wang Yu was not deeply trained in the art of crafting. He could not understand how its immobilization effect worked. But that did not prevent him from using it. The Immobilization Mirror happened to counter those noble scions who relied on Void Escape Talismans.

For ambushes, it was a guaranteed kill.

Unfortunately, it was only a mid-grade treasure. It could only be used one-on-one and consumed a lot of power.

After studying it, Wang Yu prepared to refine it into his combat system. It would surely produce some unexpected effects.

The three storage rings contained relatively few spirit stones, not even totaling one million. They must have spent a lot over the years. But there were many jade bottles filled with Myriad Spirit Blood Essence.

Considering how those three had ended up, he would need to use this essence with restraint. Reckless refining would be disastrous.

Wang Yu prepared to use his advantage as an alchemist to refine the blood essence into pills, removing any hidden dangers within.

His next destination was Drunken Immortal Lake, a lake of blood-brewed spirit wine. This wine was only first-rank, and occasionally a third-rank Blood Brew Stone would appear deep below. Its value was low.

It was an unpopular exploration site.

He planned to go to Drunken Immortal Lake and seclude himself for cultivation. This would both increase his strength and allow time for Zhuo Shouyun to relax his guard. Ideally, he wanted Zhuo to split his forces.

Only then would Wang Yu have a chance to defeat them one by one.

If things became impossible, before leaving the Blood Abyss he would still have to forcefully assault Zhuo Shouyun's group and kill as many as he could. This was one of the terms of the new contract.

It was the price for canceling the previous contract’s mandatory clause.

There was no avoiding it.

Therefore, strengthening himself was absolutely necessary. Wang Yu felt he must at least break through to late Core Formation before he could confidently take on both Jian Nanxing and Long Xingyun simultaneously.

Cautious, cautious, and more cautious.

Before long, he returned to the underground region of the demonic cavern. Using Ice Chi Pill Flame to burn open a passage, Wang Yu followed the tree roots embedded in the Blood River and climbed upward.

The Blood Jujube Tree was at least several hundred meters tall, growing in the darkness underground without sunlight.

When Wang Yu finally reached the true canopy, he was shocked. The blood jujubes were plump and round, each about the size of a fist.

Their crystalline blood-red skins glistened like jade, releasing a faint fragrance.

"What a treasure."

After a round of harvesting, Wang Yu obtained twenty-one blood jujubes. Combined with the body tempering resources he already had, this was enough to slowly push his Body Refining to third-rank pinnacle.

His resources for this aspect had overflowed. All that remained was diligent cultivation.

If he wanted to raise his Body Refining speed any further, he would need something like a Killing Miasma Pit or fourth-rank Body Refinement materials.

But that was impossible for now. Fourth-rank resources were even more precious.

They were far beyond his reach. Their production was limited, and competition was fierce. There were many wolves and little meat.

Wang Yu did not touch the Blood Jujube Tree further, letting it continue growing here.

After handling everything, he departed toward the northeast. That was the direction of Drunken Immortal Lake.