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Chapter 51: Chapter 49 Ding Zhen’s Guidance
“How did Xiang Pichi die?”
“I saw… a terrifying red Thunder Blade.”
“Thunder Cultivator!”
The demonic cultivation techniques of Blood Soul Valley do not belong to the Five Elements and cannot be countered by the ordinary cultivator’s magic. They are ghostly and unpredictable, impossible to guard against.
But… the anomaly of nature, the Thunder Spirit Root, is not countered by the Five Elements but specifically counters ghosts and devils!
It is the natural nemesis of Blood Soul Valley’s demon cultivators!
Don’t look at those two as Qi Cultivation Seventh or Eighth Layer demon cultivators, with many methods at their disposal, even capable of fighting against a Qi Cultivation Great Perfection cultivator.
But this Thunder Cultivator… one of equal rank could defeat them both without any problems.
The fat demon cultivator no longer possessed his earlier unruliness, his face shadowed with gloom.
“Damn that Xiang Pichi, how did he provoke a Thunder Cultivator! And he even revealed his identity… we can no longer go to the Xiang Family of Qingshi County.”
“He died in the Devil Wind Forest.”
“Then let’s not go to that cursed Devil Wind Forest either!”
“Don’t rush, if it’s a Thunder Cultivator who has just entered the Qi Refinement Realm… now is the perfect time to eliminate him. Ding Duhu is well-informed about the cultivators around Qingshi County, let’s ask him before we make a decision.”
The thin demon cultivator said calmly.
“Let’s go! We’ll find Old Ding.”
…
“What wind has blown the Fat and Thin Taoists here?” Ding Zhen said indifferently, without the warmth one shows to a fellow practitioner.
“Ding Duhu, you once were responsible for eradicating the workshop market in Qingshi County, but later failed due to the intervention of powerful cultivators. During your time undercover, did you ever see a Thunder Cultivator?”
“A Thunder Cultivator from Qingshi County?”
Ding Zhen’s expression shifted slightly, then he asked indifferently, “Why suddenly ask about this?”
“One of our people from the Xiang Family was killed by a Thunder Cultivator… The Soul Seal is right here with me. You know how much of a threat Thunder Cultivators pose to us. If it hasn’t grown up yet… hehehe~”
The fat demon cultivator let out a sinister chuckle.
“Since the Xiang Family of Qingshi County has already been exposed, and we can’t go there for Spirit Food anymore, why not just… massacre Qingshi County, to completely disperse that orderly Loose Cultivation Market. It’s been many years since someone from there has joined our Blood Soul Valley.”
The thin demon cultivator found the orderly Loose Cultivation Market extremely repulsive. Isn’t immortal cultivation about seizing the essence of heaven and earth? How can there be harmony?
Without robbing and killing, is that still cultivation?
After hearing this, Ding Zhen’s mind conjured up a mortal’s face and the resonant words he said standing on a stone table that day…
“Has it always been this way, and that’s alright?”
“Killing and plundering is an escapeless pit; in the end, no one profits.”
“I have a dream!”
“To return the workshop to its purest original intention!”
Yes… the purest original intention, isn’t it friendly exchanges between fellow practitioners?
If his father had bought elixir in the Qingshi Fang City all those years ago, would he still be cultivating that acre of Spirit Field at home now? Calling every day for him to eat more Spirit Rice?
“Ding Duhu?”
Hearing the fat demon cultivator’s voice, Ding Zhen came back to reality.
“Oh… Speaking of the Thunder Cultivator, I couldn’t help but recall the old days. Do you know why I ultimately didn’t make a move back then?”
“Why?”
“Because this Thunder Cultivator is none other than Murong Ziyuan, the older sister among the Inner Sect Disciples of the Xuan Stone Sect, a Foundation Establishment Stage Thunder Cultivator!”
“Hiss!!!”
Even the usually expressionless thin demon cultivator couldn’t help but inhale sharply.
Murong Ziyuan’s reputation is well-known!
The number one enemy of Blood Soul Valley!
Over the years, she has executed countless fellow demon cultivators.
Let alone Qi Cultivation; even the Guardian at the Foundation Establishment Perfection from Blood Soul Valley dares not confront her…
“Why isn’t she cultivating in Xuan Stone Sect, instead appearing near Qingshi County in the Devil Wind Forest?”
“That… I do not know. But I do know that Murong Ziyuan gave a mortal a Xuan Stone talisman that can summon disciples of the Xuan Stone Sect. You better be careful.”
“To think such a small Qingshi County has such profound backing… I always thought it was just Bai Heyu alone overseeing the market. Given the circumstances, let’s forget it. I’ll go back and report to the Valley Master. The Xiang Family’s Spirit Field in Qingshi County is hereby abandoned.”
“It’s not worth our lives. Thank you, Ding Duhu, for your candid warning. Should there be a need for the help of us, the Fat and Thin Taoists, in the future, we shall not decline.”
Seeing the two demon cultivators about to leave, Ding Zhen suddenly said,
“I see a bloody aura shrouding you both, and your cultivation has vastly improved; no doubt… you’ve just refined a good number of people, haven’t you?”
“Hehe~ It was only a small town, a few thousand mortals.”
“The taste of two Innate Masters is indeed not bad, their souls are still struggling in my Soul Summoning Banner…”
Upon hearing this, a hint of disgust flashed in Ding Zhen’s eyes, but he quickly chuckled and said,
“The souls of mortals are still too weak. My men just found a few Xuan Stone Sect disciples gathering herbs together at Medicine King Peak…”
“Oh? What is their level of cultivation?” The stout demon cultivator’s eyes glinted with greed.
The souls of these cultivators were truly nourishing for him, especially those from the wealthy Xuan Stone Sect. If he could intercept a few… that would be much more profitable than slaughtering an entire Qingshi County!
“At most, Fifth Layer of Qi Cultivation.”
“Thank you! I, the Fatty Thin Taoist, owe you a favor.”
The stout and lean demon cultivators left with great excitement; such opportunities were rare!
Neither of them had mounts, but the Soul Summoning Banner beneath their feet formed a mass of black mist, filled with countless souls running, carrying them far away in just a few moments.
After they left, Ding Zhen sighed.
“What a pity that Yang Shi is just a mortal, otherwise he might have become a peer of mine… I just hope that Qingshi Fang City stays this way.”
He obviously knew that Qingshi County’s Thunder Cultivator wasn’t Murong Ziyuan, because… she was currently at Medicine King Peak.
….
Time flew by rapidly.
In the blink of an eye, it was the day of the Yang Family’s ancestral worship.
[Your descendant Yang Shi has successfully completed this year’s ancestral worship ritual.]
[Incense Fire Value +10]
[You have received offerings from the Yang Family members: 1000 jin of Spiritual Grain, 1 Bone Strengthening and Muscle Building Pill, 1 basket of various Spirit Fruits, and 10 boxes of Earth.]
[Would you like to bestow a reward upon the descendants of the Yang Family?]
Yang Genshuo gave Yang Shi a bag of hybrid Spirit Rice seeds, refined by Cheng Bo, and 3000 Grain Avoidance Cakes for this year.
“Plant these in the Spirit Field near Devil Wind Forest.”
Yang Shi agreed.
Cheng Bo had said that these hybrid seeds could increase yield, but they also needed more nutrients; the Spirit Field near the Spirit Lake with high Spiritual Energy Concentration was obviously the most suitable.
The 10 large boxes of Earth were also dug from there, with a Spiritual Energy Concentration as high as 5 points!
Absolutely nutrient-rich soil.
“These 10 boxes of high-concentration Earth will speed up Daoist Master’s research.”
He then took the Bone Strengthening and Muscle Building Pill out of the jade bottle, drilled a small hole with an electric drill, and threaded a sturdy red cord through the hole to make a jade bottle necklace.
Hanging it around his neck, he felt a great sense of security.
“I really like an insurance company’s slogan: ‘You never know what will come first, tomorrow or an accident.'”
“This, I’ll keep to save my life.”
A First Grade Immortal Pill, specially healing wounds; even if you were scattered by a great fortune, it could save you.
With such a great cheat, he didn’t want to suddenly die at the hands of some drunk animal of a driver.
Smack smack~
Eating the various small Spirit Fruits grown on the trees around Spirit Lake, rich in Spiritual Energy, fresh and juicy, rich in flavor.
“Those slaves really know how to enjoy themselves… hunting beasts every day, picking some fruits, and then lying down to bask in the sun, each and every one in great shape!”
However, this year, he wouldn’t be able to keep that many of these ordinary fruit trees; most had to be uprooted to plant higher-yielding and more practical crops like Spirit Rice and Spiritual Grain.
But he would definitely not skimp on the fruits to honor his ancestors each year.
“It’s a pity there are no high-grade Spirit Fruit trees like Magma Fruit with attributes…”
That was something that could catalyze beasts into evolving intelligence.
“I see there are still plenty of fish in the Spirit Lake; have Hu Zi catch a few for me to eat before next year’s worship…”
Yang Genshuo leisurely kicked up his legs, eating the fruits.
His body was also cleansed by Spiritual Power, gradually improving.
Just as Yang Genshuo was enjoying his leisure time, his phone rang.
It was his mother, Li Xiufeng, sounding anxious on the phone,
“Shuo, you better come home quickly, your father… fell off the roof!”
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