Refining the True from the False: Becoming a God Starting with Devouring a True Dragon

"To become a dragon or elephant among all demons, one must first refine the poison of all evil. One must devour the dragon's energy, use that energy to refine all demons, and then transform the demons into dragons and elephants, which are then bestowed upon the human body."

"Only by storing qi and circulating blood, shedding skin and forging bones, building up the body and refining the spirit, can one achieve great success. With a single thought, one can avoid water; with another, one can rise a mountain. One can overturn rivers and seas, and is capable of traversing both land and water."

"Without severing all knots and leaks, a single thought can unleash all demons; a single thought can transform a dragon into an elephant."

Wang Qi was almost completely absorbed in the words in the book.

The small characters on the incantation were like mysterious runes, imprinted into my mind, creating a hazy, indistinct state, as if I were under a spell.

The next moment, he suddenly came to his senses.

"This cultivation technique requires dragon energy as a catalyst, and the refinement of demonic energy to enhance the technique..."

Not only that,

This technique carries a very high probability of causing one to become a demon and fall into depravity, making it countless times more dangerous than ordinary techniques.

This kind of technique is probably only qualified for the current emperor to practice, right?

However, the emperor would not take such a big risk.

No wonder this thing has become a useless book used as a table leg support.

Fortunately,

He was an outlier than himself.

Since I possess dragon energy, I can cultivate this technique.

"First level, Giant Elephant Demon Spear!"

"Driven by the Great Demonic Power of the Dragon and Elephant, it transforms into dragon energy. Once activated, the demonic energy surrounds the body, like a wicked god playing music, disturbing the mind. The elephant spear is heavy and powerful, capable of breaking through all laws..."

Good heavens, Wang Qi's heart was pounding.

He immediately looked up the requirements for cultivation.

"Refined with dragon energy... 500 catties of earth-elemental demon flesh."

Only 500 pounds?!

Wang Qi was somewhat surprised, as even the ox and horse cultivation techniques sold on the roadside required a thousand catties of ox demon meat and two hundred catties of snake demon meat to reach the inner refinement stage.

This Dragon Elephant Secret Martial Art - Great Demon Force only requires 500 catties of earth-elemental demon flesh.

There are no specific requirements regarding the types of products or services offered.

Or is this how all top-tier cultivation techniques are?

Less consumption, higher conversion rate, stronger monetization capability...

It completely surpasses low-level martial arts techniques in every aspect.

Although Wang Qi hadn't yet mastered the technique, he had already felt a blatant sense of being outclassed by this Dragon Elephant Secret Martial Arts manual.

"The second level, the Divine Eye of the Netherworld..."

Before Wang Qi could continue reading, he hurriedly flipped through several pages.

"This Dragon Elephant Secret Martial Arts - Great Demon Force only has two cultivation methods: Internal Strengthening and Blood Transformation?"

He immediately felt an immense pang of heartache.

It's a pity about the secret passage.

"But it's still pretty good."

Wang Qi comforted himself.

After all, the two realms of Inner Strength and Blood Transformation have a total of four kinds of divine transformation techniques.

Refine!

Let's go!

Wang Qi was now completely sober.

He excitedly got up, pushed open the gate of the Ge residence, and walked out.

He was preparing to go to the meat market and knock on doors to buy meat. He didn't want to waste a single moment of his cultivation.

Just after turning the corner of Zhengyu Street, Wang Qi turned back.

He walked quietly into the alley diagonally opposite the Ge residence, where two masked men were half-hidden in the wall, dozing off.

Wang Qi stood beside someone's ear and whispered something.

"Wang Qi is out."

"Um?!"

The two men jolted awake, opening their eyes. "He's not staying overnight..."

One of them instinctively touched his chest.

But it was immediately held down by an invisible hand.

The man's eyes widened suddenly.

Glug...

The two, who had just regained consciousness, looked at the familiar figure in front of them, and their hearts began to pound wildly.

Wang Qi had one hand around one person's neck, while the other hand held the blade of the Punishment Blade against another person's throat.

"Who sent you?"

Wang Qi asked.

"Do you know who we are?!" the man with the knife to his throat glared angrily. "If you dare lay a finger on me..."

The man's voice abruptly stopped.

Fresh blood dripped down the blade and onto the ground.

Wang Qi looked at the man beside him and slowly said, "With a knife to his throat, why would he say such things?"

"Don't they know that people die when they are killed?"

The man's legs began to tremble.

He didn't expect that Wang Qi wouldn't even listen to their background information before starting the killing.

This is nothing like the righteous and loyal Great Python King Qi as described in the intelligence reports...

wrong,

Being loyal to one's principles and having a liking for killing don't seem to conflict.

"Do I need to say it again?" Wang Qi asked rhetorically.

The man said, his teeth chattering, "Black Face Boxing Gym, Senior Brother Zheng."

The term "black-faced" is a nickname used by martial arts practitioners to refer to a pig demon.

Wild boars are typically black with stiff hair, hence their name.

The "Black-faced Boxing Master Zheng" mentioned by the man is Zheng Xiaotian, one of the six martial arts masters mentioned by Ge Ershan at dinner tonight. He is a young, strong martial artist nicknamed "Mad Pig."

"What did he send you here for?"

Wang Qi inquired.

"Come... to check your whereabouts," the man stammered.

"It's that simple?"

Wang Qi raised an eyebrow.

"It's that simple!" The man nodded through gritted teeth.

"Then what is this?" Wang Qi took a thin bamboo tube out of the man's arms.

Or it should be called a blowpipe.

This device is typically made of bamboo, wood, or metal tubing. One end is a mouthpiece for blowing air to launch the arrow; the other end is a groove for holding the arrow and guiding it out of the air.

It is a common type of concealed weapon.

Wang Qi crushed the bamboo tube with one hand, revealing the blowgun inside.

The arrowheads of the blowguns were jet black, clearly coated with potent poison.

"For...self-defense..."

click!

With a slight twist of his wrist, Wang Qi crushed the other man's neck.

He bent down and took out all the valuables from the other person's body.

The total amount was two taels and twenty-six large coins, and two poisoned daggers.

He sounded like a disciple of the Black Face Boxing Gym, but he wasn't even wearing a waist tag... and his entire body was covered in poisoned weapons.

"He's a 'suicide squad' looking to get rich overnight."

Wang Qi speculated about the identities of the two people.

It's likely that Zheng Xiaotian first used manipulative tactics on the two of them, saying things like, "If there's no turning back, you'll live a muddled life," and then made some promises, such as killing them to make a name for themselves and having a bright future, before finally attempting to assassinate them.

"The aroma of fragrant meat fills my heart, it embodies great compassion. When I eat this fragrant meat, demonic energy leaves my body and enters my sect..."

A somber chanting voice rose and fell.

Wang Qi looked toward the end of the alley and saw a group of people seemingly crossing the street behind Zhengyu Street in the dead of night.

Who is that person?

Wang Qi frowned.

Although Heihe County does not have a curfew, it certainly does not have a group of such "night watchmen".

Just as Wang Qi was about to take out the liver of the Fire-Hidden Bull Demon to destroy the evidence, he saw a familiar figure appear at the end of the alley.

"Oh, officer, we meet again."

He was Lao Fei, the self-proclaimed leader of the Fragrant Meat Cult, whom I had met once in the alley.

"They're killing people here!"

Lao Fei asked with a smile.

"Yeah, they're killing someone."

Wang Qi's calm question and answer.

"Do you want me to help dispose of the body?" Lao Fei pursed his lips and gestured towards the alley behind him.

"Those people are all followers of my Fragrant Meat Cult."

"It's only been a month, Lao Xiangzhu has developed quite quickly," Wang Qi greeted.

"I earned all of this by trading eggs; it's nothing to mention."

Lao Fei waved his hand, quite modestly.

"What do you think of my suggestion from last time?"

"What suggestion?"

Wang Qi pretended to be stupid.

"Join my Fragrant Meat Cult!" Lao Fei laughed.

"Hey, I forgot... Let me think about it some more." Wang Qi slapped his forehead.

"it is good."

Lao Fei nodded to Wang Qi, looked him up and down, and then turned and left.

After leaving the alley,

Lao Fei leaned against the wall, muttering to himself, "I can't see through it, I still can't see through it."

"Who is this person? I've never heard of him before he came here."

"Master, shall we continue or not?" A woman in plain clothes with a clean face stepped forward and asked humbly.

"Let's go! Of course we're going!"

Lao Fei flicked his sleeves, "We're going to exorcise evil spirits and drive away demons for the people of Heihe County; this will bring us great fortune!"

"Recite it all, and be sincere!"

He waved his hand and then disappeared into the night.

And behind them,

Wang Yong used the liver of the Fire Bull Demon to spew flames, burning the two corpses in front of him to ashes, then put them into his pouch and took them away.

Not a trace of it remains in this mortal world.

He underestimated Ji Shichang...

It's not like they wouldn't be capable of openly assassinating someone.

Barring unforeseen circumstances, we will stay overnight at the Ge residence.

It might actually turn into a tragedy.

This can be considered a blessing in disguise.

However, we need to be more careful in the future.

"That Fragrant Meat Cult... is probably not a good cult either."

Wang Qi murmured to himself, feeling somewhat uneasy as he listened to the confused voices he had just heard.

Especially that Lao Fei, he always gave him a feeling of being unfathomable.

This winter is really tough.