Wasted Spiritual Root to Embark on Demonic Cultivation

Chapter 327

Based on the estimated distance, it would take at most a few days of travel. Once he left the demonic cavern region and returned to the Wild Blood Plains, he would need to pass through an area known as Ghost-Ridge Mountain before reaching Drunken Immortal Lake. That place was a region favored by the disciples of Five Yin Peak for exploration.

It produced a strange type of yin ghost known as a Blade Wraiths. They were exceptionally skilled in killing and shadow escape techniques. If one was lucky, they could even capture a Blood Blade Wraith, a breed tainted by Blood Demon power.

It was similar to the mutated types among zombies and could crush ordinary cultivators of the same realm. As for ghost-path cultivators, they generally walked two routes: refinement or controlling groups of ghosts.

The former refined one ghost at each major realm. Their minds would be linked, similar to a life-bound artifact, and they could even form battle formations together. Their strength was formidable.

The latter used a Myriad Souls Banner as the core to command the power of groups of ghosts. The upper and lower limits were drastically far apart. Strong ones could fight like an army alone. The higher their cultivation realm, the stronger they became. At low realms they were far weaker than other cultivation paths and grew with difficulty.

Wang Yu planned to avoid this area and did not intend to stir up trouble.

Speaking of which, he still had a ghost-path unique art in his hands: the Ghost Transformation Malice Curse. It could refine living souls into ghost creatures. If he were ever near death, he could also abandon his fleshly body and devote himself fully to the ghost path. Although he had mastered it, he possessed no true ghost dao inheritance, so he decided against it. He already had too many divine abilities to cultivate.

After exchanging for the Ten Directions Frozen Demon Path, he had an entire line of divine abilities and secret arts queued up for improvement.

After perfecting his Killing Fist, he placed the Yellow Springs Great Hand Seal into a slot. That art had also reached the Great Accomplishment stage and was not far from perfection, only slightly behind the Killing Fist. After all, it was a divine ability he had started cultivating during his days in Jade Spirit City and had been comprehending for a very long time.

In the end, it was all because the six Idle Slots were not enough.He estimated that only after reaching the peak of Core Formation would he finally be able to master a complete, perfected system of divine abilities. At its root, it was because he was too young. His years of cultivation were still insufficient.

Otherwise, if he reached three hundred years of age, he would be invincible in the Core Formation realm.

Of course, raising his realm was still the most cost-effective path. Realm was the foundation of cultivation. Divine abilities and techniques were merely methods to safeguard one’s path. One must not put the cart before the horse.

He had already started selectively cultivating only certain divine abilities.

A few days later.

After successfully bypassing the Ghost-Ridge Mountain area, Drunken Immortal Lake came into view in the distance when the sound transmission jade talisman stored inside Wang Yu’s Sea-Heart Ring suddenly activated.

This was truly unexpected. Inside the Blood Abyss Sacred Land, he was not someone anyone wanted to interact with. That Zhuo Shouyun wanted him dead was practically common knowledge. No one wanted to get involved in the struggle between the two Zhuos.

“Which Fellow Daoist is contacting me?”

“It is me, Ding Ming.”

Hearing the man’s identity, Wang Yu was even more surprised. The two had only interacted briefly at the Eastern Extreme Capital Ruins. If he remembered correctly, this man had taken the lower half of the Rakshasa True Demonic Scripture. That was a Spirit Transformation inheritance.

Based on what he knew about the Asura Venerable, the Rakshasa True Demon Scripture was likely a dual-cultivation inheritance of soul path and mind path.

“What matter brings Fellow Daoist Ding to contact Wang?”

The other party was straightforward. He wanted to make a trade with Wang Yu.

“Brother Wang, let me speak plainly. I know you and Zhuo Shouyun will clash sooner or later. There is a female cultivator in his group named Ding Xiang. She is my biological younger sister. Her life-bound yin beast is skilled in stealth arts. If I am not wrong, Zhuo Shouyun will likely use her as the core to craft a trap to lure you in. Brother Wang, do not fall for it.”

Ding Ming revealed his bargaining chip and even gave him a warning. Although Wang Yu did not plan to barge in recklessly, he could indeed see the value in this information. This spy was outstanding.

After a short silence, Wang Yu spoke first.

“Fellow Daoist Ding, speak. What do you want me to help with?”

“Hahaha, dealing with smart people is easy. I will be brief. I possess half of the Rakshasa Scripture inheritance, and I also hold a fifth-rank spirit treasure left behind by the Rakshasa Demon Venerable, the Rakshasa Heavenly Demon Bell.

“During the Eastern Extreme Capital expedition, Xie Xie'an was thwarted by my schemes and has resented me ever since. Over the years he has targeted me repeatedly, attempting to seize the half-scripture and the spirit treasure.”

Wang Yu did not expect Ding Ming to open with something this explosive.

The inheritance was understandable. The Nascent Soul old monsters were not moved by it because when they condensed their Nascent Soul they had already absorbed demonic qi from different types of [Demons] and could not change paths anymore. They could only continue on the same route.

Thus an additional Spirit Transformation inheritance held little meaning. Still, this was not the real reason they had abandoned the scripture. Wang Yu judged that there was a problem with this scripture. The Nascent Soul lords did not even want to touch it. Their unanimous refusal showed how deep the danger ran.

But the Spirit Transformation spiritual treasure was far too valuable. If exposed, even Nascent Soul cultivators would cast away their dignity to seize it. For Ding Ming to reveal this in order to earn his trust was excessive.

As if sensing Wang Yu’s thoughts, Ding Ming quickly added:

“The Rakshasa Heavenly Demon Bell is relatively intact. Its artifact spirit recognizes only cultivators who practice the Rakshasa True Demon Scripture, so I cannot activate it. But Xie Xie'an can. The upper portion of the scripture he practices contains the full sequence of first rank to Nascent Soul rank techniques. I only possess the Spirit Transformation chapter and thus cannot cultivate it.

“I need Brother Wang’s help to join forces with me to kill this man. In return, my younger sister Ding Xiang will provide every detail to you, helping you grasp Zhuo Shouyun’s movements and schemes.”

Wang Yu remained silent.

Something was not right.

Surrounding and killing Xie Xie’an was actually secondary. Even if many cultivators of Evil God Peak had gathered around him, within this Blood Abyss Sacred Land there were plenty of ways to deal with them.

The real problem was something else.

Why was Ding Ming not afraid that he might covet his treasure? If Wang Yu grew greedy, he would simply strike. There was no need for hesitation.

“Fellow Daoist Ding, are you not afraid that I might make a move and seize that Nascent Soul spirit treasure from you?”

To his surprise, the other party gave a strange smile.

“Hahaha, if Brother Wang is not afraid, then I would be more than happy if you took this treasure from me.

“The artifact spirit of the Rakshasa Heavenly Demon Bell is too powerful. I cannot resist it at all. It resides in my Qi Sea and threatens me every day to do things for it.

“It even deliberately exposed itself right under Xie Xie’an’s nose, wanting me to fight him to the death and complete its inheritance. It can even control my body and force me to travel to the Ancient Desolate Plain.”

Hearing this, Wang Yu felt even more baffled.

Being controlled by a spirit treasure? Being forced toward the Ancient Desolate Plain?

Legend said that the [Slaughter] Demon was sealed within the Ancient Desolate Plains, and both the Asura Scripture and the Rakshasa Scripture were inheritances passed down from the Slaughter Demon.

The reason the Rakshasa Heavenly Demon Bell wanted to go there was obvious. It was certainly nothing good.

At this moment Wang Yu began to understand.

Perhaps the Nascent Soul cultivators of the Blood Reversal Sect were aware of this. It was not that they did not covet the treasure, but that this Nascent Soul spirit treasure was too intact.

Even Nascent Soul cultivators might not escape its control.

If he followed this line of reasoning, Ding Ming was likely being monitored by several late stage Nascent Soul grand cultivators. That would explain why nothing had happened to him since returning from the Eastern Extremity Capital.

Xie Xie’an was still jumping about making trouble for him. Perhaps this was tacitly permitted from above.

What did they want to see? Since they sent both of them into the Blood Abyss Sacred Land, they must be using the special nature of this place.

Trying to let the Rakshasa True Demon Scripture return to completion?

If so, then even if something happened, it would still be within their control. Everything would rot in the pot.

Thinking of this, Wang Yu looked up at the thick blood clouds in the sky. When the Cold Blood Mountain Lord described the rules of this place, he had never said that Nascent Soul cultivators could not enter.

This time Wang Yu was silent for too long.

Ding Ming could not help urging him. “Brother Wang, are you still there? After thinking long and hard, you are the only one who can help me.”

Wang Yu suddenly grinned. “Where is Wei Shanze? I heard he formed a Core as well. Why not ask him?”

Hearing this, Ding Ming sighed helplessly.

“Shanze and I are at Core Formation second layer and third layer. Xie Xie’an brought five or six late stage Core Formation cultivators. We cannot compete. After entering, he simply followed his cousin instead.”

So that was the case.

Wang Yu rubbed his chin and thought quickly.

“One year from now, come to the region of the Demonic Caverns. I am searching for opportunities elsewhere and will pass that way. Contact me then.”

Ding Ming hesitated slightly.

“Very well. Then one year later it is.”

Wang Yu grew suspicious again. From Ding Ming’s earlier anxious tone, he had assumed the man was being chased. Yet he accepted meeting a year later so easily.

“Hss. Something still feels wrong.”

Feeling a headache, Wang Yu decided to focus on cultivation. There was no rush. Drunken Immortal Lake was close.

At the same time.

Ding Ming’s heavy breathing slowly calmed. He put down the transmission jade slip and looked helplessly at the terrifying figure before him, a figure able to control minds.

It was Zhuo Shouyun.

“You did well. But the Demonic Caverns have the Feng clan’s arrangements. Fei Peng.”

“Young Master Yun.”

“Go contact the Feng clan’s twin sisters. See if they have any news about Wang Yu.”

Zhuo Shouyun was certain.

Wang Yu must be active in that region. Since they had agreed to meet one year later, he should not be too far away. He might even be nearby now.

When he first entered the Blood Abyss Sacred Land, in order to prevent Wang Yu from doing the opposite of what he expected, he immediately employed a fishing tactic.

But there had been no response for a long time.

So he initiated Plan B.

His manipulation of Zhuo Shouqing and his investigation of Wang Yu had begun long ago. Naturally he first captured Ding Xiang’s body and heart, using her to set up the current trap.

At this moment.

Ding Ming’s younger sister Ding Xiang was gazing at Zhuo Shouyun with adoration, leaning into his arms, wishing she could melt into him entirely.

This made Ding Ming’s eyes turn red with pain.

This was nothing like his original plan, which was to use his sister to obtain information about Zhuo Shouyun. Who knew something had gone wrong and everything had become like this?

Zhuo Shouyun’s methods had already traumatized him.

They were too terrifying.

As for the Rakshasa Heavenly Demon Bell, what he said earlier was both true and false. The treasure did indeed exist, but it had always been dormant.

When Ding Ming obtained it by accident, he failed to recognize it as a supreme-grade artifact. He treated it as a slightly durable ancient treasure. After being captured by Zhuo Shouyun, it naturally became Zhuo’s spoils.

Everything he said earlier had been words Zhuo taught him.

All of the information was true, but it described the bell’s behavior only after being awakened by Rakshasa power. This was top secret within the Zhuo clan’s collections.