Ancient Devouring Technique

Chapter 910: The Man in the Night
The ritual of refining an evil creature like the 'God-Eating Vine' requires a very high level of holy power from the ritualist. If the holy power of the ritualist has not reached the level required to surpass the 'God-Eating Vine', once the ritual begins, the 'God-Eating Vine' will suck away all of the holy power, and the ritualist will become a 'walking corpse' controlled by the 'God-Eating Vine', and his end will naturally be even more miserable.

Ye Xuan is very confident in the strength of his own holy power. After practicing the Ancient Devouring Art, his holy power is a hundred times higher than that of the same level. He may have surpassed the Great Saint realm. There should be no problem in refining this "God-devouring Vine". Moreover, judging from the current situation, the Pang Family and the Central Dynasty have both been offended by him. Sooner or later, they will come to trouble him again. If he does not increase his strength as soon as possible, when the crisis comes, won't he become a lamb to be slaughtered?
During this ritual, Ye Xuan felt that his holy power seemed to be absorbed by a strong suction force, and it continuously flowed to the 'God-Eating Vine'. At first, the flow of holy power was like a trickle of a stream, but later it was like a rushing river. It seemed that it would not be able to stop for a while.

Ye Xuan was stunned. In just a short while, the holy power flowing out from his Qi sea was equivalent to the holy power of a first-level saint!
The holy power continued to pour into the "God Devouring Vine". Ye Xuan's face remained normal, but he was more and more surprised. The holy power required to refine this "God Devouring Vine" could be described as a huge amount, far beyond the reach of ordinary spiritual objects. It was indeed a thing from the upper realm. If it were an ordinary saint, he would probably be sucked out of his holy power by this "God Devouring Vine" in less than a quarter of an hour.

The holy power continued to surge out, and the volume of the "holy sea" in Ye Xuan's qi sea continued to shrink.

This is still the seedling stage of the 'God-Eating Vine', which really shocked Ye Xuan.

Finally, after the volume of the 'holy sea' in the qi sea was reduced to less than 10%, the input of holy power finally came to an end. Ye Xuan immediately left his mental power imprint on the God-devouring Vine, and then cut off his holy power.

Then, the God-Eating Vine flashed and shot out from the ground, sinking into Ye Xuan's forehead.

"Great! I finally mastered my own spiritual creature!"

Ye Xuan roared in surprise. At this moment, he felt that his soul and the God-Eating Vine seedlings had merged into one, and they were indistinguishable from each other. The roots of the vine seemed to have become his arms and hair, extending into the void. Strands of wood spiritual energy were absorbed by him to nourish the vine seedlings, and some of it actually replenished his body and nourished his spirit and flesh.

Ye Xuan was happy for a while, and then he realized the wonders of the God-Devouring Vine.

A few hours later, he checked Zeng Zhilong's storage ring again.

This is the storage ring of a great sage. When Ye Xuan probed his divine sense into it, he found the space inside was terrifyingly large. However, there were not many things that could be stored. After searching for a while, he took out a holy object that looked like a black boat and a silver storage bag.

This holy weapon in the shape of a black boat is very strange. From the appearance, it does not seem to be an offensive or defensive holy weapon. The hull of the boat is covered with densely packed and complicated symbols, which flash alternately and are very eye-catching.

The Netherworld Magic Ship, a medium-sized auxiliary flying sacred device, flying speed: excellent, capacity: five hundred people, with extremely strong defensive capabilities!

There was a strange light flashing in Ye Xuan's eyes. This was the first time he saw a flying holy weapon.

After putting away the 'Netherworld Magic Ship', Ye Xuan's eyes fell on the silver storage bag. The storage bag looked small and exquisite, as if some valuable items were stored in it.

After a quick glance of his divine sense, Ye Xuan was stunned. This silver storage bag was actually filled with high-level Yuanshi! Just a rough estimate, the number of these Yuanshi was as many as two or three million.

Looking at this small hill made of high-level Yuan Stone, Ye Xuan couldn't help but sigh repeatedly, the wealth of the Great Saint Realm was indeed extraordinary.

However, for Ye Xuan, these Yuan Stones just solved his urgent problem. With these Yuan Stones, he wouldn't have to worry about the problem of Yuan Stones for a long time.

After putting all the things away, Ye Xuan sat on the bed contentedly, with a myriad of thoughts in his mind. As the saying goes, a man cannot be rich without external wealth, and a horse cannot be fat without night grass. He did not expect to encounter the 'Albino Sect' in the Poison Ivy Valley by chance. Not only did he obtain many holy artifacts of high grade, but he also harvested so many Yuanshi. It was really a pleasant surprise.

However, in this way, he and the "Albino Sect" were entangled.

After refining the God-Devouring Vine, even Ye Xuan felt physically and mentally exhausted.

The next day, Ye Xuan woke up from his deep sleep.

You will feel refreshed and all your fatigue will go away. For a saint, sleep is not very important and only an hour of meditation is needed to restore your strength. However, a good sleep can relax you and is very helpful for cultivating your state of mind.

Ye Xuan left his residence and went directly to Mei Duo's residence. He wanted to formally guide Mei Duo in her practice, and he also chose a martial soul for Mei Duo.

It is a king-level martial spirit preserved in the Xuanyun Sect, the Xuanhuang Sword.

Because the mission failed, Ye Xuan did not dare to use the mysterious mask and kept it in his own little world, for fear that the power behind the mask would find him.

The Xuanhuang Sword is already the highest-grade martial spirit preserved by the Xuanyun Sect, and Ye Xuan has already upgraded it with the Samsara Martial Spirit.

He teleported and landed directly in the yard. The door was ajar at this time. Ye Xuan showed up. Just as he was about to raise his hand to knock on the door, the door opened by itself. A little girl with short hair and big eyes walked out and met Ye Xuan face to face.

The little girl was startled, and when she saw who it was, she said in surprise, "Oh, you're here, old man."

Ye Xuan smiled slightly. The little girl was naturally Ruirui.

He immediately laughed and said, "Your sister, how is she?"

When Ruirui mentioned her sister, her eyebrows immediately frowned. "She's still the same. She didn't eat a single bite of food today. She just sat there in a daze without saying a word. No matter how I tried to persuade her, it was useless. It's really strange. I wonder what's wrong with my sister?"

Ye Xuan said, "Let me talk to her."

Ruirui's eyes lit up, "Oh, then go quickly..."

"Um,"

"Hehe, I just have to go out for a while with my master, so I'll leave my sister to the old man." Ruirui blinked her big eyes, whispered a few words, and ran away skipping.

Ye Xuan pushed open the door and walked into the room.

On a bed near the window, a pretty figure was half lying. She was leaning against the head of the bed, staring blankly at the moon outside the window.

The snow-like moonlight poured in from the window, shining on her pretty face, which was as beautiful as the moonlight. It seemed as if it was coated with a layer of light silver light, making her look like a solemn and holy goddess.

This woman was Mei Duo.

suddenly...

Ye Xuan felt that the scene before him was somewhat familiar, and the scene of his first visit to Mei Duo's house emerged in his mind.

That day, there was also beautiful moonlight above the courtyard, and Mei Duo, who looked like a moonlight goddess, wiped the dirt off her face...

"Little one, I know something special must have happened to you that caused you to lose your previous memories, but you are not alone in this world. There are many people who care about you and need your care. If you want to find your relatives, we will all help you and help you find them. Your illness will get better."

At that time, Mei Duo's words to him were still echoing in his ears. With her care, Ye Xuan really felt the cozy, warm and comfortable feeling. He knew that he was not alone in this world, and there were people who cared about and loved him.

Such a good girl, I can't let her get hurt, absolutely!

Gently walking to her side, Ye Xuan cleared his throat and said, "Sister Meiduo, I'm here."

Mei Duo's body trembled, and she turned to look at Ye Xuan, her face becoming even more haggard.

Ye Xuan's whole body was shocked, his heart ached, one hand had already supported her shoulders, the other hand gently stroked her hair, and whispered, "Cry it out, it will be okay if you cry it out, it's all my fault!"

Mei Duo's shoulders began to tremble slightly. Ye Xuan knew that he had hurt her too much, so he hugged her and kept comforting her in a low voice.

After crying silently for a while, Meadow's trembling finally stopped.

She slowly got out of Ye Xuan's arms, and seeing that Ye Xuan's clothes were soaked by her tears, her face turned red, and she whispered to Ye Xuan, "Ye Xuan, am I... am I particularly useless?"

Ye Xuan was stunned, "Why do you have such an idea?"

"I... I haven't cultivated my vital energy yet, so it's useless." Mei Duo said in a low voice with a red face. As she spoke, her eyes couldn't stop redding.

Ye Xuan looked at her in astonishment. Could it be that she was troubled because of her cultivation and not because of him?
Ye Xuan sat down on the edge of the bed, held her shoulders, looked into her eyes, and said to her, "Sister Meiduo, I checked your soul and found that you don't have a martial soul, but it has been removed by someone. That's why you can't awaken and practice now."

"I...had a martial spirit before? Was it removed?" Mei Duo was a little incredulous.

Ye Xuan nodded, looked at Mei Duo's pretty face, smiled, and said, "I have prepared a martial spirit for you. I came here to help you practice."

Mei Duo suddenly lowered her head, avoiding Ye Xuan's eyes, biting her lip and said, "Aren't you afraid that I will become a warrior and seek revenge on you in the future?"

A smile flashed in Ye Xuan's eyes, "If a person dies under the flowers, even as a ghost he will be romantic. So, before we practice, let's do something first."

"Ye Xuan, what are you doing? Don't... woo"

When two lips meet, there is nothing that cannot be solved with one blow. If that doesn't work, try it twice.

A pair of big hands domineeringly wandered over Meiduo's voluptuous body. After a moment, all Meiduo's clothes were taken off, leaving her a white little lamb.

"Damn it, do you think I'm afraid of you?" Mei Duo scolded in shame and anger, struggling with the boy on the bed. After a while, there was the boy's heavy breathing and the strange sound that the woman could hardly hear.

Under the moonlight, the two men fought fiercely for several hours. In the end, Ye Xuan was defeated. It was the first time that he was defeated by someone of the same realm. He felt ashamed.

It turns out that there is no land that can be plowed to death, only oxen that can be worked to death!
But on this night, what Ye Xuan didn't know was that more than ten thousand feet away from him, in the night, a figure was standing quietly on a mountain, watching his and Mei Duo's position.

The man was wearing a gorgeous robe with snow patterns, his face was gloomy, and there was murderous intent in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)