Living as a Mortal: Grinding Experience Starting from the Underworld

Chapter 104 The Land of Spirit Abyss, the Soul Refining Pearl

The dense, grayish-white ghostly mist was even capable of devouring divine sense.

Fortunately, the first level, Lingyuan, is a long and narrow passage, making it easy to get lost.

Zhang Feng carried the two beasts on his shoulders and continued moving forward.

They encountered several cultivators along the way, but these people kept their distance after seeing Zhang Feng, fearing that they would be harmed.

Zhang Feng was the last to enter; Han Li and Zi Ling should have been ahead of him.

Zhang Feng had no intention of chasing after them; he simply moved forward slowly, hoping to get through before time ran out.

He didn't want to face the Nascent Soul cultivators from the righteous path, the demonic path, or even the Star Palace alone again.

"Quack quack!"

Xiao Qing and Xiao Hong suddenly chirped, and Zhang Feng became alert.

A ghostly creature with two pointed heads, wielding a short bone fork, covered in green fur, and with glowing green eyes appeared before Zhang Feng.

"Oni Yasha"

Zhang Feng conjured two black Soul-Shocking Thorns. As his palm fell, the Soul-Shocking Thorns shot out, piercing through the bodies of the two men.

To deal with such ghosts, besides the extremely yang and powerful thunder magic, spells that target the soul are the most effective.

The two demons staggered and fell to the ground, the green light in their eyes suddenly going out.

Zhang Feng strode past, but neither Xiao Qing nor Xiao Hong had any interest in devouring these physical ghosts.

Zhang Feng then continued forward, gradually venturing deeper into the area.

The sounds of fighting gradually increased.

Various colored lights illuminated a small patch of ghostly mist.

Zhang Feng pondered for a moment, then walked toward the source of inspiration.

This wasn't because he was kind enough to save people; anyone who had the opportunity to enter the Void Heaven Palace must have plenty of treasures on them.

If they are not strong enough, they will be killed by the monsters in the ghostly mist.

Zhang Feng could conveniently pass by, dig up the grave, bury the deceased, and collect the treasures or storage bags as payment.

Bang bang bang!

A loud explosion was heard.

"Fellow Daoist, please save my life!"

A desperate cry rang out, and Zhang Feng strode forward.

Several ghostly creatures with sharp horns on their heads were tearing at a cultivator.

Click!

Blood mist swirled, and several ghostly figures unleashed bursts of sound.

Zhang Feng frowned slightly. The ghostly wailing sound was extremely penetrating and contained a faint sense of confusion.

Was that person deceived and then dismembered?

Then Zhang Feng looked at the several ghostly creatures. They had sharp horns on their heads and sharp fingers. They should be ghosts named "Wei Wu".

These ghosts are probably at the late Foundation Establishment stage.

Zhang Feng used the Soul-Stabilizing Technique, and several Soul-Shocking Needles randomly condensed and pierced out.

Susu!

The ghost's eyes went blank instantly, its spirit was pierced and its intelligence erased, and the corpses fell to the ground one by one.

These ghostly creatures' souls have the potential to be refined into soul beads. Zhang Feng immediately formed hand seals, and several streams of gray soul mist flowed out from the seven orifices of the corpses.

Before long, two gray soul beads were formed in Zhang Feng's palm.

"Come, taste the soul pearl made from the soul of the Yin-Yang Beast, how does it taste different?"

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Zhang Feng held up the two soul beads and presented them to the two frogs.

"Croak!"

Xiao Qing swallowed it first, letting out a joyful chirp.

Upon seeing this, Xiao Hong swallowed it, but a moment later she opened her mouth and spat it out.

"Croak!"

Little Red spat the Soul Pearl onto Little Green's head, then cried out to Zhang Feng in a wronged tone.

Xiao Qing, on the other hand, seemed to have succeeded in her scheme and chirped wildly.

"You two!"

Zhang Feng smiled and tapped the frog's horn with his finger.

The intelligence of the two spirit pets is constantly improving, and they have both learned to pretend and deceive.

However, the soul beads refined by "Wei Wu" probably don't taste very good.

I wonder if there are any other kinds of ghosts.

Zhang Feng casually collected the storage bag of the deceased cultivator and summoned a spiritual flame to cremate and bury it.

Zhang Feng continued walking deeper into the area, where the ghostly fog grew even thicker.

"Waaah~"

Two blurry ghostly figures suddenly rushed out, circling around Zhang Feng and howling.

"How dare you!"

Zhang Feng casually slapped the screen, then used his Soul-Fixing Technique, causing the two wandering ghostly figures to suddenly freeze.

"Croak!"

Each of the two tongues coiled around a ghostly figure and swallowed it.

Zhang Feng reached out and stroked their white bellies, probing them with his divine sense.

After the two ghostly figures were absorbed into its abdomen, they immediately dissipated.

Zhang Feng was relieved. The two ghostly figures were roughly equivalent to the early stage of Core Formation, and he was a little worried that his two spirit pets might not be able to digest them properly.

Surprisingly, both of them have good teeth and strong digestion.

"In that case, you can eat your fill!"

Then Zhang Feng, accompanied by his two spirit pets, headed towards the place where the spiritual light was shimmering.

Along the way, Zhang Feng used his Soul-Fixing Technique, and the two Star Frogs used their tongues to wrap around and swallow the ghostly figures.

Zhang Feng casually buried the cultivator who had been killed by the ghost.

Along the way, Zhang Feng obtained dozens of storage bags, but they were completely different from what he had imagined. There was nothing of value in them; they were all relics of Foundation Establishment cultivators.

They are either fragments of ancient magical artifacts or treasures that have lost their spiritual power.

Ghostly mist devours spiritual power. After the death of their owners, most treasures lose their spiritual light and are then devoured by the ghostly mist, making them difficult to preserve.

Indeed, how could a high-level cultivator possessing rare treasures perish so easily in this Spirit Abyss?

Perhaps due to Zhang Feng's excessive killing, the number of high-level Yin spirits and ghosts suddenly decreased significantly.

Then, Zhang Feng noticed a huge battle raging ahead.

Thunderclaps continued to ring out.

Could it be Han Li's Evil-Repelling Divine Thunder?

Zhang Feng stepped forward quickly, still wondering.

A figure in black robes was seen fighting a group of Yin spirits at the late Foundation Establishment stage, wielding a hammer-shaped magic weapon imbued with lightning.

There was also a strangely shaped monkey that fought alongside him.

This combination is Yuan Yao and the Tihun Beast.

It turns out that all the ghosts in the vicinity were attracted by this pair.

Zhang Feng looked at the strange, howling soul beast with some interest.

"Fellow Daoist, please lend a helping hand; I will surely repay you handsomely!"

The man in black robes pleaded in a hoarse voice.

"Oh, this beast seems rather endearing. How about we use it as a token of our gratitude and I take over the task?"

Zhang Feng pointed at the Soul-Crying Beast and said.

"No, this beast will still be useful to me later."

"If you are willing to lend a hand, I am willing to give you a Azure Flame Thunder."

The figure in black robes spoke haltingly.

As expected, Yuan Yao was unwilling to give it away. Zhang Feng, thinking he might as well try his luck, asked for the Soul-Crying Beast, but Yuan Yao refused outright.

However, the Azure Fire Lightning, which is equivalent to a Nascent Soul cultivator's strike, is also quite good.

"One is too few, three are needed!"

"Two at most!"

Three!

"make a deal!"

The Soul-Crying Beast and the man in black robes were separated by a large number of ghosts and spirits. Seeing that the man in black robes was about to be in danger, he had no choice but to agree to Zhang Feng's request.

Zhang Feng leaped high into the air and stepped into the ghostly realm, unleashing the full power of his Soul-Stabilizing Technique.

A large number of ghostly figures were frozen in time.

Countless terrifying spikes appeared around Zhang Feng's body, and then shot out under his control.

In an instant, the intangible ghosts and spirits exploded and dissipated like punctured balloons.

Zhang Feng formed a hand seal, and the scattered ghostly spirits instantly transformed into threads that converged in Zhang Feng's palms.

It eventually turned into several fist-sized gray soul beads.

"Chirp chirp!"

The Soul-Crying Beast seemed to have spotted a treasure, scratching its ears and cheeks and jumping around Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng smiled slightly and took out a Soul Bead, tossing it to the Crying Soul Beast.

"Fellow Daoist, it's time to settle the accounts!"

The man in black robes then snapped out of his shock and bowed to Zhang Feng.

"Thank you for your help, fellow Daoist. This is the Azure Fire Thunder that I promised beforehand."

Three cyan lightning flames quietly appeared before Zhang Feng's eyes.

Zhang Feng probed with his divine sense and found that the lightning and fire were fused together and contained poison; it was indeed Azure Fire Lightning.

"Fellow Daoist, aren't you afraid I might be tempted to kill and steal your treasure?"

After accepting the Azure Fire Thunder, Zhang Feng said with a smile.

"You dare to kill someone in the Void Heaven Palace? Do you not take the Star Palace seriously, fellow Daoist?"

"That's what the man in the black robe said."

Zhang Feng couldn't help but smile. There really were people who believed Xinggong's explanation.

But then I thought again, Yuan Yao shouldn't be such a foolish person.

The only possibility is that she has a backup plan; she still has the Azure Fire Thunder in her possession.

But Zhang Feng still had a question: "Since you possess the Azure Flame Thunder, why didn't you use it to escape danger, instead of seeking help from others?"

"Fellow Daoist, you may not know this, but I have already used one Azure Fire Thunder. It did indeed eliminate a large number of Yin spirits and ghosts, but it also disturbed and attracted even more and stronger Yin spirits and ghosts."

The man in the black robe explained, still shaken.

"So that's how it is," Zhang Feng realized, and the idea suddenly welled up in his mind to release a blue fire thunderbolt to attract evil spirits and ghosts in order to refine a soul bead.

The thought had barely formed when Zhang Feng dismissed it. Soul beads could be refined slowly, but the Azure Fire Thunder would be gone once used.

Later, we will face Xuan Gu and even Ji Yin. There are three Qing Huo Lei, which are good for both survival and offense.

"Fellow Daoist, let's leave quickly! The Azure Fire Lightning I released earlier might have attracted even stronger Yin spirits and ghosts that are on their way."

The man in black robes reminded him.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Feng was delighted, as a large number of high-level Yin spirits and ghosts suited his needs perfectly: "Fellow Daoist, you may go ahead. I still have some matters to attend to."

"Then please be careful, fellow Daoist. I shall take my leave now."

The man in black robes bowed respectfully, then carried the Soul-Crying Beast forward.

The Soul-Crying Beast leaped onto the black-robed man's shoulder, its eyes still fixed on Zhang Feng.

It seems the Soul Bead is quite attractive to it.

Zhang Feng touched the spirit pet on his shoulder, then spared no effort to expend his divine sense to enter the ghostly mist and investigate.

Sure enough, a large number of evil spirits and ghosts were on their way, including two ghostly figures with the strength of the mid-stage Core Formation realm.

We have a large shipment!

Zhang Feng licked his lips.

These two ghostly figures seemed to have developed sentience, and a large number of evil spirits behind them were being driven by them.

"Aww~"

With a roar, as if sensing Zhang Feng's cultivation level, the two strongest ghost shadows suddenly began to merge.

Without hesitation, Zhang Feng raised his sword and unleashed several black sword beams imbued with the power of a Soul-Shocking Thorn at the point where the two joined.

Xiao Qing and Xiao Hong jumped off Zhang Feng's shoulder, revealing their original forms that were three zhang tall, and charged towards the horde of Yin spirits, ghosts, and beasts.

"Awoo~"

With a painful groan, the point where the two ghostly figures had joined was cleaved apart by the sword's edge.

Using his feet for leverage, Zhang Feng quickly closed the distance.

The two ghostly figures instantly transformed into two streaks of light, one black and one yellow, and fled in a crisscrossing pattern.

They even know how to avoid war?

Its intelligence was indeed remarkable, but its strength was ultimately too weak, and Zhang Feng caught up with it in just a few breaths.

The Soul-Fixing Technique was used at full power, and the two ghostly figures froze in mid-air.

Two flying swords, each carrying immense soul power, pierced straight in.

Bang!

Two ghostly figures were pinned to the ground by the twin swords.

Zhang Feng was afraid that the ghostly shadows would be damaged too much, resulting in insufficient soul power in the refined soul beads, so he did not destroy them completely.

Zhang Feng formed hand seals and used the Soul Refining Technique. The two ghostly figures appeared as two wisps of mist, which were held in place by an unseen hand and gradually condensed into black soul beads in Zhang Feng's hands.

If the color is right, then a ghost of this strength is valuable.

The leader died, and the rest of the ghosts scattered and fled.

Zhang Feng certainly wouldn't waste any time, and his body quickly roamed among the horde of evil spirits.

Before long, Zhang Feng had refined nearly fifty gray soul beads.

Zhang Feng put away the Soul Pearl with satisfaction.

After this battle, Zhang Feng sensed that all the high-level Yin spirits and ghosts within a radius of several miles had been exhausted.

The cultivators walking behind them are blessed.

Zhang Feng put away his two spirit pets and headed towards the finish line.