Immortality and cultivation begin with full comprehension.

Chapter 751 Cultivating Evil Techniques, Rapid Improvement (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
He combined the evil art of "Seizing Heaven's Creation Technique" with "Blood Shadow Escape Technique," using the power of the plundered remnant soul to conceal the aura of blood-red energy, allowing it to perfectly blend into the shadows.

Three more days passed, and Wei Henian finally gained a basic grasp of the "Blood Shadow Escape Technique".

With a thought, his figure transformed into a faint blood shadow, blending into the shadows of the cave. Unless one looked closely, his presence would be completely undetectable.

He could even move quickly in the shadows, passing through the cave walls without making a sound.

"Perfect!"

"Gu Xie, Li Wujiu... do you think you can use me?"

Little did they know, I, Wei Henian, would be the ultimate winner!

"Once I weaken the 'Divine Firmament Dao Sect' with your help, I'll seize the opportunity to plunder the Demonic Sect's resources and fortune. After breaking through to the Nascent Soul Realm, I'll kill you all first, and then take Li Yunjing's dog life!"

Wei Henian revealed himself, his eyes filled with smugness. "You should know that your luck is not weak either! By absorbing your luck, I can also improve rapidly!"

He walked out of the cave, gazing towards the South China Sea, his eyes flashing with a cruel light.

At this moment, not only have his injuries healed, but his cultivation is also stronger than before. He has also mastered a top-level escape magic technique, and now he has the capital to contend with the "Divine Firmament Dao Sect".

"There are still a few days left..."

Wei Henian muttered to himself, "I want to see just how panicked those people from the 'Divine Firmament Dao Sect' will be when faced with my 'surprise attack'!"

He turned and went back into the cave to continue his cultivation!

Before joining forces with the Demonic Sect, he needed to cultivate the Blood Shadow Escape Technique to a minor level and improve his cultivation as much as possible to make full preparations for the upcoming "cooperation".

As Wei Henian returned to the center of the cave and sat down cross-legged, a thick mist of blood rose around him.

He hovered the jade slip containing the "Blood Shadow Escape Technique" in front of him, his fingertips forming strange hand seals. Strands of spiritual energy flowed into the jade slip along the hand seals, causing the blood-red runes on the jade slip to light up and move around him as if they had come to life.

"The key to mastering the Blood Shadow Escape Technique is to completely merge the blood shadow with one's own soul, achieving 'the shadow follows the soul'..."

Wei Henian muttered to himself, his consciousness sinking deep into the jade slip, carefully studying the trajectory of each rune.

He discovered that this demonic art had a hidden point of convergence with the "Heaven-Seizing Creation Technique".

Both can nourish the soul with the power of evil, but the former tends to be more secretive, while the latter tends to be more plundering.

"If we use the power of the remnant soul plundered by the 'Heaven-Seizing Creation Technique' to nurture the divine soul imprint within the Blood Shadow..."

A glint of inspiration flashed in Wei Henian's eyes, and he immediately put it into action.

He activated his evil technique, and dozens of pale gray phantoms flew out from his body.

These are the remnants of his soul left over from when he plundered the fortune of cultivators in the past.

He manipulated these remnant souls, slowly merging them into the blood mist surrounding him.

The originally bright red blood mist darkened due to the incorporation of the remnant soul, but also gained a strange "spirituality".

When the first wisp of remnant soul completely merged with the blood mist, Wei Henian felt a sudden clarity in his soul, as if he had established some kind of connection with the surrounding shadows. He could even clearly perceive the tiny cracks on the cave walls through the shadows.

"efficient!"

Wei Henian was overjoyed and accelerated the process of fusing the remnant soul.

Dozens of remnant souls merged into the blood mist one by one, and the blood shadow around him became more and more solid, even able to leave a faint "mark" in the shadows.

Even after he leaves, these markings can still monitor the surrounding area, making them an excellent means of reconnaissance.

It's starting to resemble an external avatar!
Of course, he is still far from having the ability to create countless clones, each of which is the original body, like Mo Wentian.

Three days later, the blood mist inside the cave suddenly churned violently, then abruptly contracted, merging entirely into Wei Henian's body.

He opened his eyes, the blood-red lines between his brows flickering. With a sway, he transformed into two pale red shadows, which merged into the shadows on either side of the cave.

The two shadows moved simultaneously, passing through the stone wall without causing any disturbance; they could even communicate with each other.

This is the mark of achieving minor mastery of the Blood Shadow Escape Technique: creating a clone and concealing one's shadow.

"Hahaha!"

Wei Henian's laughter echoed in the cave. Two blood-red figures appeared simultaneously, then merged back into one. "Minor Completion Realm! With this demonic art, who in the world can kill me?"

He walked outside the cave, gazing at the swirling black miasma in the distance. With a thought, his figure transformed into a blood-red shadow, silently merging into the miasma.

He moved swiftly through the miasma, his speed increasing by 30% compared to before. With each movement, he could replenish his energy by drawing upon the malevolent power within the miasma, as if this miasma were his "domain."

"Next, it's time to improve your cultivation level."

Wei Henian returned to the cave, having already made a decision.

His cultivation method leans towards devouring!
If we specialize in hunting down geniuses and plundering their luck, wouldn't we be able to rapidly improve our cultivation?
Perhaps one day, his luck will be even stronger than Li Yunjing's?

The thought of this filled Wei Henian with excitement.

In his mind, figures appeared one after another.

These are all geniuses he knows!

Perhaps his rise to power will depend on these people.

Activating the "Heaven-Seizing Creation Technique," the spirit stones on Wei Henian's body transformed into surging energy, continuously flowing into his body.

The spiritual energy vortex within Wei Henian's dantian accelerated its rotation once more, showing faint signs of breaking through to the eighth level of the Golden Core realm.

"Not even close..."

Wei Henian frowned slightly. He could sense that breaking through to the eighth level of the Golden Core realm required not only spiritual power, but also sufficient "luck"!
His current fortune is mostly obtained through plunder, and is impure and unsuitable for supporting a breakthrough in his cultivation level.

"It seems we can only 'borrow' some luck in advance."

A sinister glint flashed in Wei Henian's eyes. He took out the communication talisman left by Gu Xie and crushed a corner of it.

A moment later, a disciple of the "Bone-Eating Sect" cautiously entered the cave: "Fellow Daoist Wei, what are your orders?"

"Go and find me ten cultivators at the early stage of the Golden Core realm, preferably those who have recently entered the Golden Core realm and whose luck is still relatively pure."

Wei Henian's tone was icy and left no room for argument, "Remember, you must be alive. If anything goes wrong, you will come back to me with your head!"

The disciple's face turned pale, but he dared not object and quickly nodded in response, "Yes, I'll take care of it right away!"

"Although the luck of a Golden Core cultivator is not as good as that of a Nascent Soul cultivator, the combined luck of ten cultivators is enough for me to stabilize my current realm..."

After his disciple left, Wei Henian's lips curled into a cruel smile: "Once the matter of 'Wanghai City' is settled, I'll plunder the fortunes of those Supreme Elders of the Demonic Sect, and breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage will be just around the corner!"

He sat down cross-legged again, continuing to absorb the power of the high-grade spirit stones, while waiting for the disciples of the "Bone-Eroding Sect" to bring the "sacrificial offerings".

The sinister energy within the cave grew increasingly intense, faintly forming a black vortex that continuously drew in the surrounding miasma, like a ferocious beast about to awaken, brewing the power to devour everything.

At this moment, Yan Yang, Li Yunjing's second disciple, appeared in Wanghai City.

After becoming Li Yunjing's disciple, Yan Yang received many benefits.

Now, having failed to achieve his goal through arduous self-cultivation, this celebrity has decided to follow in his teacher's footsteps and also go to the South China Sea for some training.

Standing on the wide street, enjoying the prosperity of "Wanghai City", he was unaware that danger was approaching step by step.

Recently, Yan Yang has been quite lucky and has acquired another good item.

At this moment, a "bronze tree" was pressed against his chest. This strange tree exuded a mysterious energy that could clear the mind and greatly accelerate Yan Yang's spiritual cultivation.

Although it was only recently obtained and the increase was not significant, it was still a considerable benefit for a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

At the South Port Wharf of "Wanghai City", the sea breeze carries a salty and humid smell. Dozens of spirit boats with various flags are moored on the shore, and cultivators shuttle back and forth, either carrying goods or discussing missions, creating a lively scene.

Yan Yang, dressed in an ordinary blue Taoist robe with a long sword hanging at his waist, was standing beside a spirit boat named "Breaking Waves," chatting and laughing with three cultivators.

"Brother Yan, with you joining us on our trip to 'Misty Island' to harvest 'Deep Sea Dew,' we're sure to succeed!"

The speaker was a burly man with a simple and honest face named Shi Kun. He was a local rogue cultivator from "Wanghai City" who was skilled in defensive techniques and held a heavy earth-attribute shield in his hand.

"Yes, I heard a few days ago that Brother Yan single-handedly dealt with a group of pirates and also seized a lot of spiritual materials."

The woman beside him was named Su Qing, dressed in a light purple Taoist robe and holding a jade flute. She smiled and echoed, "Now in Wanghai City, who doesn't know Brother Yan's great name?"

The last cultivator was a pale-faced scholar-like young man named Lin Wenyuan, who was skilled in talisman techniques. He shook the talismans in his hand and laughed, "I have prepared 'Water-Avoiding Talismans' and 'Mist-Dispelling Talismans.' With Brother Shi's defense and Junior Sister Su Qing's sonic attacks, our team can handle even a third-tier demon king."

"You flatter me."

Upon hearing this, Yan Yang smiled gently: "Although this mission is marked as 'medium risk,' 'Mist Island' is shrouded in thick fog all year round, and it is said that there are evil cultivators active nearby, so we still need to be cautious."

He touched the bronze tree in his arms and could clearly feel a cool aura seeping into his sea of ​​consciousness through his clothes, making his divine sense much sharper than usual.

With this treasure, one can detect danger in advance, even in dense fog or illusions.

It turns out that Yan Yang's voyage this time had another purpose besides training: to find a spiritual material called "purple-veined seaweed".

He saw this in the pill formula left by Li Yunjing; refining the pill could further enhance the strength of the soul.

The waters near "Misty Island" are one of the growing areas of "purple-veined seaweed".

"Don't worry, Brother Yan, this isn't our first time at sea!"

Shi Kun patted his chest and boarded the spirit boat first. "It's getting late, let's set off and try to return before the fog season arrives!"

Su Qing and Lin Wenyuan also boarded the ship. Yan Yang was the last to board the spirit boat. As he glanced at the crowd at the dock, he felt a strange unease.

For some reason, he felt that "Wanghai City" was more oppressive than usual today, as if a pair of eyes were watching him in the dark.

"Am I too sensitive?"

Yan Yang shook his head, suppressing his unease, and turned to walk into the cabin.

The spirit boat slowly sailed away from the dock and flew towards the depths of the South China Sea.

This spirit boat did not belong to the four of them, but was a vessel specifically used for maritime transport.

The ship owner was an elder of a merchant guild, owning seven or eight such spirit boats and earning spirit stones from ticket sales. Now, upon entering the cabin, Yan Yang frowned.

This isn't a luxurious warship like a "sky patrol ship," which is divided into individual rooms.

Instead, it was a spirit boat, similar to a ferry, specifically for transportation. In each of the halls, a dozen or even dozens of cultivators were gathered.

Cultivation levels range from the Qi Refining stage to the Foundation Establishment stage.

There were even one or two people among them whose auras were as vast as the sea, the aura unique to the Golden Core realm.

Having interacted with many experts, Yan Yang could tell the difference between these two people at a glance!

They are all highly skilled individuals whom you cannot afford to offend!
This situation is not unusual.

On the high seas, dangers abound, so it's only natural for cultivators to gather together and stick together for warmth.

However, it is rare for someone like Li Yunjing to be able to travel freely, either alone or with a few others.

After all, in the world of cultivation, low-level cultivators are the majority.

No one dared to act alone.

Yan Yang first assembled a small team, and that was the reason.

"what?"

Just as Yan Yang found a corner to sit down, a fragrant breeze suddenly wafted over.

A beautiful woman with a graceful figure walked in.

There were about twenty people in Yan Yang's hall. When they saw this beautiful woman enter, they all turned their heads to look.

Immediately afterwards, these people were captivated by the woman's every smile and gesture, and their minds suddenly went blank, leaving them momentarily stunned.

Especially those male cultivators at the Qi Refining stage, whose cultivation levels were relatively low, all wore silly smiles and looked dazed.

This woman is clearly a master of seduction!
This is no ordinary cultivator!
Yan Yang was immediately captivated by her at first glance, and his mind was filled with countless fantasies about having some wonderful thing happen between him and this woman.

Suddenly, the "Bronze Tree" in his arms trembled, and a mysterious power rushed into his brain, instantly waking Yan Yang up.

But to avoid arousing suspicion, he continued to gaze intently at the beautiful woman.

"This woman is not a stunning beauty!"

Yan Yang thought to himself, "I wonder what kind of seductive arts he has cultivated, that almost everyone in the hall has fallen for his charms."

"Humph!"

Su Qing, who was with Yan Yang, sneered, "You slut, you actually used a secret technique to attack our fellow Daoists?"

"Uh?"

Su Qing, who usually exudes a ladylike aura, was the first person Yan Yang had ever seen swear at. He couldn't help but turn to look at the furious Su Qing.

The others, jolted awake by Su Qing's cold snort, recalled their previous disgraceful behavior and blushed with embarrassment, feeling utterly ashamed.

Some men, in particular, glared fiercely at the alluring woman.

"Hey! Little girl, remember this: loose lips sink ships!"

Seeing that her secret technique had failed, the alluring woman smiled coldly and walked step by step toward Yan Yang and the others.

After her seductive spell was broken, she withdrew her alluring demeanor and instead exuded a chilling killing intent.

As everyone sized up the woman, they were astonished to discover that this alluring woman seemed to possess extremely high cultivation levels, leaving some who were no match for her in awe.

"Loose lips sink ships?"

Su Qing sneered, stood up from her chair, and held her flute horizontally in front of her. "Then let's try it! Let's see who will bring trouble upon themselves with their words!"

"Hahaha!"

Just as the two women were about to fight, a man next to them laughed loudly: "Two fairies, each with their own beauty, why fight? Wouldn't it be heartbreaking if they got hurt?"

Everyone looked over and saw a young man in a yellow robe, dressed like a young master, lightly waving a folding fan, trying to appear refined and elegant.

"hehe!"

Yan Yang glanced at him and immediately realized that this was some spoiled brat from who-knows-where!

These kinds of people are mostly all show and no substance!
However, such people usually have protectors around them, so they shouldn't be offended easily.

He went to sea incognito, not with his fellow disciples, in order to completely let go of everything and hone his skills. He had no intention of revealing his identity as a member of the "Shenxiao Dao Sect".

"This fairy has a strong and unyielding temperament, which makes her quite charming; this girl is naturally alluring and is also a rare beauty."

"How about we give you some face and let this matter drop?"

The young man in the yellow robe lightly waved his folding fan, his gaze shifting between Su Qing and the alluring woman, his eyes revealing undisguised greed: "Later, I will host a banquet and invite you two to share a drink, which will help resolve today's misunderstanding."

His words, seemingly aimed at mediating, actually implied that he considered both of them as his own, and the flippant tone made Su Qing's face darken even more.

"Sir, please refrain from speaking nonsense!"

Shi Kun immediately stepped forward, his heavy shield blocking Su Qing's path, and said in a deep voice, "This woman is secretly using seductive arts with ulterior motives. Can this be dismissed with a mere 'misunderstanding'?"

Lin Wenyuan also clenched the talisman in his hand, his fingertips glowing with spiritual light: "That's right! If we let her go today, and she uses her seductive arts to harm people again in the future, wouldn't that be condoning a villain?"

Seeing this, the alluring woman suddenly covered her mouth and chuckled, but her eyes swept over the young man in yellow robes: "Young master, you are kind, but this 'fierce fairy's' companion does not seem to appreciate your kindness."

She deliberately emphasized the phrase "fierce fairy," and the provocative intent in her tone was obvious.

They both praised Su Qing and subtly mocked Shi Kun and Lin Wenyuan for meddling in other people's business, while also directing their criticism at the young master in the yellow robe, wanting to see how he would handle the situation.

The young man in the yellow robe frowned slightly. He had intended to use the mediation as an excuse to win over the beauty, but he did not expect to be refuted by Shi Kun in public.

"Which faction's cultivator do you belong to?"

He closed his folding fan, his tone turning colder: "Do you know who I am?"

Just as Shi Kun was about to speak, Yan Yang secretly pulled him back.

"Brother, we are just ordinary rogue cultivators, and we are only going out to sea for training."

Yan Yang gestured to him with his eyes to calm down, then slowly stood up and cupped his hands to the young man in the yellow robe, saying, "My junior sister here has a quick temper and her words were inappropriate just now. I hope you will forgive her."

He deliberately feigned weakness, partly to avoid revealing his identity, and partly to sense the hidden aura behind the young master in the yellow robe.

Just now, he used the power of the bronze tree to investigate and found an ordinary-looking old man in gray sitting in the corner of the cabin. Although his aura was well concealed, the occasional leakage of spiritual energy fluctuations was comparable to that of a Golden Core cultivator. He was obviously the protector of the young master in yellow robes.

If things really escalate, their team will be no match for them and will only cause more trouble.

Upon hearing this, Su Qing, though unwilling, understood Yan Yang's intention. She gritted her teeth and did not refute him further.

Shi Kun and Lin Wenyuan also realized what was happening and stopped talking, only staring warily at the alluring woman.

"Since this gentleman has spoken up for me, I will not hold it against you."

Seeing Yan Yang yield, the young man in the yellow robe softened his expression and put on a magnanimous demeanor: "But this young lady..."

He looked at the alluring woman, his greed growing stronger. "If you have nowhere to go, why not come with me? I guarantee you'll live a life of luxury, a hundred times better than wandering alone."

"Thank you for your kind offer, young master, but I have important matters to attend to and I am afraid I cannot accompany you."

A hint of disdain flashed in the alluring woman's eyes, but she did not refuse directly. Instead, she smiled and said, "However, if there is an opportunity in the future, I will definitely pay a visit to thank you for helping me out today."

Her words gave the young master in yellow a way out without tying herself down, clearly indicating that she had other plans.

Yan Yang witnessed all of this, and his doubts deepened.

This alluring woman possesses considerable cultivation and is skilled in seductive arts, yet she is so polite to a spoiled young master. This is not simply because she is "afraid of trouble," but rather because she is deliberately trying to win him over or has other motives.

Just then, the old man in gray suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse: "Young master, it's getting late, we should go back to our cabins."

His gaze swept lightly over Yan Yang and the other three, especially lingering on Yan Yang for a moment, as if he had noticed something, but he didn't say anything and turned to walk deeper into the cabin.

Although the young man in the yellow robe was somewhat reluctant, he dared not disobey his protector and could only smile at the alluring woman, saying, "In that case, I will await your good news, young lady."

Having said that, he followed the old man in gray and left the hall.

The alluring woman watched the two figures disappear into the distance, a cold glint flashing in her eyes. She then turned to Yan Yang and his companions, a strange smile playing on her lips: "Thank you all for your 'mercy' today. We'll meet again someday."

Before she finished speaking, her figure flickered and transformed into a wisp of pale pink mist, disappearing at the entrance of the hall.

He was clearly a cultivator skilled in concealment.

Only after she completely left did the cultivators in the hall breathe a sigh of relief, and their gazes toward Yan Yang and his companions held a newfound respect.

Although no physical fight broke out during the standoff, the tense atmosphere was enough to terrify even low-level cultivators.

"Brother Yan, why don't you let us reason with them?"

Su Qing asked, puzzled, "That woman is clearly not a good person, and that young man in the yellow robe is no better!"

"The gray-robed old man behind that young master in yellow robes is a Golden Core cultivator."

Yan Yang walked to a corner and sat down, lowering his voice to say, "If we really start a fight, we're no match for them and will only suffer losses for nothing."

"what?!"

Shi Kun and Lin Wenyuan's expressions changed drastically. "There's actually a Golden Core cultivator protecting him? Just who is that young master in yellow robes?"

"Hard to say."

Yan Yang shook his head. "But one thing is certain: his background is not simple. We're going to sea this time for training, not to cause trouble. We should avoid it if we can."

(End of this chapter)