Wasted Spiritual Root to Embark on Demonic Cultivation

Chapter 352

The production of Myriad Spirit Blood Essence in the Blood Prison Ice Plains was more suitable for cultivators like him who practiced ice attribute techniques. Compared to secluded cultivation in the Blood Demon Sea, his rate of progress here was much faster.

The efficiency had increased by about two and a half times.

In just five short years, he had achieved roughly eighty percent of what would have taken ten years over there.

His maximum mana surged by 842 unit, reaching a limit of 2462 unit of mana. He was only 538 unit away from the peak of the seventh layer of Core Formation. If he could maintain this pace, At most four more years would be enough to break through to the eighth layer of Core Formation.

His cultivation speed was already pushed to the limit. The only drawback was that every so often he had to leave seclusion to search for gathering points of demonic beings. Over time, the surrounding area had been almost completely swept clean by him.

Aside from harvesting cultivation resources, blood beast crystal cores were also an extremely important resource. Having undergone a dragon vein baptism, he understood better than anyone how rare baptism type opportunities that enhanced potential truly were.

At present, he possessed over ten thousand blood beast crystal cores.

However, only around three hundred of them were third rank blood beast crystal cores. Those that had reached the peak of third rank numbered only a few, all at the level of the beast kings of Blood Beast Valley, and were barely acceptable.

With the addition of the Yellow Springs Earth Resentment Puppet, Wang Yu inevitably began to set his sights on fourth rank blood beasts. Blood beasts were not demons or monsters, but creatures derived from the power of the blood demons.

They possessed no intelligence whatsoever.
From another perspective, just as human cultivators could suppress demonic beasts of the same rank during the first and second ranks, among Nascent Soul cultivators of the same level, fourth rank blood beasts belonged to the weakest tier.

They were not even as formidable as rogue cultivators. Whether for opportunities or for testing combat strength, they were absolutely the best targets.

Unfortunately, even within the Blood Abyss Sacred Land, fourth rank blood beasts were as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns. Their numbers were scarce, and they were extremely difficult to find.

On this day.

Descending from the summit of Crimson Snow Mountain, after this period of cultivation, the quality of his mana had increased by roughly sixty percent compared to before. The black solid ice he could manifest had naturally risen in power as well.

Ordinary Core Formation techniques would find it very difficult to destroy.

What was even more troublesome was the cold aura it carried. With the slightest carelessness, one could be completely frozen. This could be considered an overall elevation in the quality of his ice. The soul freezing wind was becoming less effective on him.

However, it was still fairly noticeable. He estimated that once the amplification reached around 1.2 times, it would completely lose its effect, and he would need to seek out an even colder place to cultivate.

At that time, he might head to the Endless Ice Plains, but that would have to wait until after the struggle between the two Zhuo factions was over.

On the way down the mountain.

He encountered several familiar faces chatting leisurely at a viewing platform along a cliffside. It was Song Yun and a few ordinary elders who often sought to curry favor with him.

The highest cultivation among them was only the sixth layer of Core Formation.

“Elder Wang.”

Having likely recognized his aura, Song Yun called out from afar. This caused the aurora light that Wang Yu had transformed into to change direction mid flight and land directly on the viewing platform.

As soon as he appeared, the other ordinary elders quickly stood up and saluted respectfully.

“Elder Wang Yu.”

It seemed they had heard of his fearsome reputation in the Blood Demon Sea. Although fame brought some disadvantages, it brought even more benefits. Everything became more convenient.

Simply put, there were more good people around him.

That was just how the world worked.

“No need for formalities.”

He raised his hand slightly to signal them to rise, then looked at Song Yun. Since the latter had suddenly called him over, it was clearly not just to exchange pleasantries.

“It is like this.”

Song Yun indeed began to speak.

“I heard fellow daoists from the same peak say that in recent years, an additional cultivator appeared atop Crimson Snow Mountain. I knew it must be Elder Wang.”

“If you have something to say, speak directly.”

“Very well.”

Song Yun glanced at the few people beside him, signaling them to speak.

“It is like this, Elder Wang Yu. Recently, news has come from the Blood Demon Sea that someone has discovered traces of the Blood Infant Fruit. We plan to gather a group of fellow daoists from the same peak.”

“Of course, if you are willing to join, that would be even better. We would all follow your command.”

After hearing this, Wang Yu frowned. He looked at Song Yun before saying.

“With insufficient strength, why covet such illusory opportunities. Even if you manage to seize it, can you truly hold on to it.”

The reasoning was sound and logically flawless.

But actually carrying it out was harder than ascending to the heavens.

Song Yun gave an awkward smile.

“That is why we are discussing it. I have heard that Her Highness Yan Ling will come to Crimson Snow Mountain to enter seclusion for a period of time. With her people added in, it may not be impossible to contend.”

Based on their previous interactions, Song Yun did not seem like the type whose desires outweighed his rationality.

So.

Was it for his grandfather.

The rumors that Elder Yushu was certain to form a Nascent Soul had been circulating for many years. Wang Yu did not know where the confidence behind such rumors came from. If Song Yun intended to seize the Blood Infant Fruit,

To obtain this opportunity for his grandfather, such thoughts were understandable.

But there was an eighty percent chance he would die in the Blood Demon Sea.

After offering a few casual words of advice and having done all that duty and conscience required, Wang Yu had no intention of lingering any longer. His own time was tight, and there was no need to waste it on meaningless matters.

According to his previous inference, the Blood Infant Fruit was one hundred percent in Xie Xieʼan’s hands. Revealing its existence at this moment was most likely someone trying to test his strength.

The weak were like this, manipulated by others without even realizing it.

Presumably, when Zhuo Shouyun was in the Blood Slaughter Hall, his mentality collapsed even more. Being a smart man, he found it harder to accept the fact that he was being manipulated, especially such forced control.

It was no different from being made to masturbate in public.

It was absolutely life ruining.

“Wait.”

Just as Wang Yu was about to leave, he was called again. Song Yun gave an honest smile and took out an intelligence jade slip, handing it to Wang Yu.

“This is intelligence on the Blood Prison Ice Plains that my family elder collected over many years. Their understanding of the Blood Abyss may not compare to families like the Zhuo clan, but on this ice plain, it is absolutely the most detailed intelligence.”

For the life saving grace last time, Song Yun had not sought a deeper relationship.

This time, however, he proactively came forward to show goodwill. His purpose was nothing more than to have Wang Yu lend a hand at a critical moment, but this level of goodwill was far from sufficient.

After taking it, Wang Yu said nothing more.

He immediately departed.

One of the people beside Song Yun said with some dissatisfaction.

“He did not even say a word of thanks. It seems Wang Yu is as overbearing and rude as the rumors say.”

“Nonsense. Do not speak recklessly about Elder Wang Yu.”

“This.”

Elsewhere.

After examining the so called detailed intelligence, it truly proved quite useful to Wang Yu. The Blood Prison Ice Plains map that Song Yun had provided marked many dangerous locations.

Some were labeled demonic beings, others blood beasts.

The extremely deadly areas were marked in black, explicitly forbidding exploration. What Wang Yu was looking for were risks that Core Formation cultivators could not withstand.

“Places like this should have fourth rank blood beasts.”

Several days later, in a rift canyon in the northern region of the Blood Prison Ice Plains, the canyon was less than one hundred meters wide but stretched for hundreds of miles. Ice blue giant scorpions holding blood colored pincers crawled up and down the steep cliff walls.

From time to time, they dug out a kind of blood rock from the soil and squeezed it dry with their pincers, producing a liquid that flowed like blood.

They were feeding at every moment.

“Blood Scorpions possess extremely strong poison and defensive capabilities. Their tail stingers can pierce mana defenses. Once they gather in groups, even ordinary peak Core Formation cultivators will meet their end here.”

Within this narrow rift valley alone, the number of Blood Scorpions was at least ten thousand. This was only what he could observe. There would only be more in the unseen areas.

No wonder it was marked as a deadly location in black.

Wang Yu touched the insect jar shaped like a small teacup. Inside was the Immaculate Jade Toad he had raised for many years. This thing was a strange insect capable of asexual reproduction.

He had waited for so many years without seeing any sign of the Immaculate Jade Toad laying eggs. Unexpectedly, it was finally going to be useful now.

“Little thing, if you do not start pulling your weight, your life is coming to an end.”

The Immaculate Jade Toad could not understand Wang Yu’s words.

Its intelligence was no different from ordinary insects. What it liked most was spacing out. As long as Wang Yu fed it some poison, it could survive. It was extremely easy to raise.

The Snowjade in his arms could not help but stir slightly.

It looked like it was sleeping, but was actually eavesdropping, which was rather amusing.

“Let us go.”

He summoned the Glazed Iceheart Pagoda to protect himself. Wang Yu transformed into aurora light, holding the Yellow Springs Demonic Sword in his right hand as he swiftly swept through the rift valley.

Wherever he passed, Blood Scorpions fell like rain.

In just a few breaths, a thin layer of corpses piled up at the bottom. Even more Blood Scorpions crawled out from dark corners, chasing after Wang Yu from afar while emitting sharp screeches.

With that cry, the entire Blood Scorpion Rift Valley completely erupted.

Ice blue poisonous mist spread rapidly, filling the entire rift valley, leaving no place to avoid it.

Placing the Immaculate Jade Toad on his shoulder, the little creature opened its mouth wide and swallowed all the poisonous mist within ten zhang around Wang Yu. Its white jade like body began to take on a bluish tint.

According to the nature of the Immaculate Jade Toad, anything that could cause its body color to change meant some level of indigestion. This showed that the poison of the Blood Scorpions was by no means an ordinary third rank lethal toxin.

In essence, it was far more formidable. Once the poison was drained away, the icy mist posed little threat to Wang Yu, making it extremely easy to slaughter the Blood Scorpions.

Often, simply throwing out the Yellow Springs Demonic Sword allowed him to kill through them in a round trip. The results were remarkable. Each throw pierced the heads of at least a dozen Blood Scorpions.

The rift valley floor was not wide to begin with. As the corpses piled higher and higher, even more Blood Scorpions gathered in the area where Wang Yu was active.

Finally, Third rank Blood Scorpions began appearing in groups.

With the defensive strength of their carapaces, relying solely on the sharpness of the Yellow Springs Demonic Sword was no longer sufficient. He had to activate the Yellow Springs sword fiend energy of the treasure.

After the Yellow Springs Great Hand Seal reached perfection,

Wang Yu naturally developed some derivative applications. For example, using the Yellow Springs Hand to wield the sword allowed divine abilities and magic treasures to integrate perfectly, causing the slashed sword light to surge massively in power.

With the corrosive force of the Yellow Springs path divine ability, he could kill large numbers of mere third rank blood scorpions in a single strike. At the same time, Wang Yu continuously absorbed slaughter aura.

This nourished his Asura Killing Heart and gradually enhanced the power of the Killing Fist.

It could be said that cultivation was integrated into every aspect.

Not a single moment was wasted.

No one knew how long he had been killing. Blood Scorpions still poured out from the corners endlessly. Even the Immaculate Jade Toad had turned a pale blue.

It had already absorbed more than half of its poison capacity.

At a certain moment.

The ground suddenly collapsed. A gigantic Blood Scorpion over one hundred meters long crawled out from underground. Its pincers crashed down like mountains, smashing Wang Yu violently into the cliff wall.

The ground within a hundred meters shattered completely.

Wang Yu rubbed his shoulder and charged out of the dust cloud. With extreme auroral speed, his figure shot upward rapidly. The Yellow Springs Earth Resentment Puppet rushed out and flipped the Blood Scorpion King away with a single slap.

This was precisely the early fourth rank Blood Beast he had been looking for.

Aside from collecting Blood Beast crystal cores as usual, his secondary objective on this trip was to test the combat capability of the Earth Resentment Puppet.

Wang Yu focused primarily on divine sense support and ascended to a certain height.

He then concentrated fully, remotely controlling the puppet to battle the Blood Scorpion King. His hands formed seals in rapid succession as a pair of Yellow Springs Hands, even more powerful than those he himself could manifest, condensed into existence.

Each finger was over a hundred meters long, with every detail clearly visible.

Including the palm and forearm, gripping the Blood Scorpion King was like holding a toy. Yellow Springs turbid currents continuously scoured it, forcibly refining it into a bloody, mangled state.

The Blood Scorpion King let out a sky shaking screech and stabbed fiercely with its scorpion tail stinger.

It actually pierced straight through the Yellow Springs Hand. Its giant pincers swung like collapsing mountains, carrying endless cold currents that completely shattered both Yellow Springs Hands.

The Blood Scorpion King suddenly leapt up and pounced toward the Earth Resentment Puppet.

Seeing this, a Soul Extinguishing Death Light blasted out from Wang Yu’s brow. The Immobilization Mirror spun beside him. Under the annihilating death light and the bizarre pressure, the Blood Scorpion King was forcibly pinned in midair for an instant.

Seizing this opportunity, the Earth Resentment Puppet’s right arm launched like a cannonball. Strands of black yellow fiber like threads extended from its torso, connecting to the right arm.

Midway, the right arm transformed into a spear like bone weapon.

The Yellow Springs Evil World Spear.

The puppet’s demonic bone naturally carried one of the Yellow Springs Dao divine abilities, pushing its law breaking power to the extreme. It violently pierced through the Blood Scorpion King. The fired right arm suddenly exploded into a mass of ferocious bone spikes.

The Blood Scorpion King was completely locked in place as resentful black threads danced wildly.

With a powerful swing from the Earth Resentment Puppet, the Blood Scorpion King crashed down like a meteor, smashing into the rift valley halfway up the mountain in loud crash.

At that moment, dim yellow turbid light flickered again.

One curse inscription after another flew out from the puppet’s strongest spinal demonic bone, forming a gigantic white bone sword thousands of meters long in midair, covered densely in Yellow Springs curse inscriptions.

It stabbed down viciously toward the place where the Blood Scorpion King had fallen.

The Yellow Springs Bone Burying Curse Sword.

Judging from the situation, this was likely the life-bound divine ability refined by this demonic bone in life. Its might had absolutely reached the fourth rank. Under such a heavy strike, the entire terrain was completely shattered.

It was terrifying, as if the heavens and earth were being destroyed.

After the dust dispersed, the Blood Scorpion King lay limp at the center of the ruins, its life aura already extinguished.

It had been directly crushed to death by the Earth Resentment Puppet. Wang Yu’s crucial interference had also been indispensable.

“Weaker than I imagined.”

Compared to the pressure given to him by Black Heaven Talisman Lord, the Blood Scorpion King was at most one percent of that level. It had some reference value, but far less than expected.

It seemed that only by truly fighting a Nascent Soul cultivator could he clearly gauge the strength level of Nascent Soul cultivators.

After putting away the puppet and inspecting it, Wang Yu immediately felt heartache. This wave alone had consumed at least six to seven hundred thousand spirit stones. That final strike had been full power.

Great power, great consumption.

Fortunately, the harvest was quite good. He alone had slaughtered several thousand ordinary Blood Scorpions, and with the crystal core of this Blood Scorpion King, the value far exceeded the spirit stones spent.

The Yellow Springs Earth Resentment Puppet could not yet be used as a routine method. Otherwise, every use would be a loss.

Unless it was for saving his life, it was more cost effective to use it to make money.

After spending more than half a day cleaning up the battlefield,

Wang Yu returned to Crimson Snow Mountain. He planned to restore the puppet to peak condition before going out again to deal with the demonic thralls. Unexpectedly, Yan Ling, whom he had not seen for quite some time, came to visit.

“Fellow Daoist Wang.”

“Your Highness Yan Ling.”

Coming at such a time, could it be that she had truly set her sights on the Blood Infant Fruit?

Under divine sense perception, Yan Ling gave Wang Yu the feeling of having reached the fifth layer of Core Formation. Given her Heavenly Spiritual Root cultivation speed, this was not slow.

It was likely thanks to the Blood Abyss that she had progressed so quickly.

This time, Wang Yu guessed wrong.

Returning to Crimson Snow Mountain at such a time, Yan Ling was in fact also intending to stay away from the center of the storm.