Mortal: I really didn't want to be reborn as Zi Ling!

"Jingmei, I don't want a fourth person to know what happened today."

"I understand, madam."

Fan Jingmei nodded, but her brows quickly furrowed again: "But the ugly crow from Jiyin Island has escaped; I'm afraid this can't be kept secret any longer, can it?"

Zhou Yuan unconsciously tightened her arms, pulling Zi Ling closer to her.

"Extreme Yin Island".

She repeated it, a hint of worry flashing in her eyes.

"Mother, you don't need to worry about that."

Zi Ling peeked out from her mother's arms, her voice clear and crisp: "Demonic cultivators are always selfish and self-serving. Wu Chou will most likely think I possess some incredible, heaven-defying treasure. He'd be too busy hiding it to reveal it to the public."

"Huh—"

Fan Jingmei's eyes lit up: "Junior Sister is right. Let alone the demonic path, even the righteous path and even the Star Palace would only want to monopolize it and try to get their hands on Junior Sister to find out how Junior Sister, a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator, managed to do it."

Zhou Yuan nodded silently.

But the tension in my heart didn't ease.

Being targeted by a Nascent Soul level force is not a good thing.

She looked down at Zi Ling in her arms.

The daughter's face was still a little pale, but her eyes were clear and her speech was coherent, just like usual.

But she couldn't help but take a couple more glances.

Thinking of the bloodthirsty shark demon that suddenly died, the shark man that suddenly appeared, and the blood-red figure that chased Wu Chou away in a sorry state.

Just how many secrets does this little girl hold?

The sea breeze blew in from afar, carrying a faint salty smell.

In the distance, the light from the direction of Kuixing Island was getting closer and closer.

"Let's get out of here first."

Zhou Yuan withdrew her gaze, pulled Zi Ling closer to her, and then turned the shuttle around, speeding away with Fan Jingmei in a direction far from Kui Xing Island.

The most important thing now is to get back to Tianxing City, because that's the only place where Jiyin Island can't reach!

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Six months later.

Tianxing City, the fifty-ninth floor.

Zi Ling sat cross-legged on a futon, her hands resting on her knees, her fingertips pinching a teacup that had gone cold.

The tea in the cup had long since lost its heat, and the emerald green leaves had sunk to the bottom of the cup, like a dead fish.

Zi Ling stared at her dantian for a long time before finally sighing.

"It seems there's really no other way."

Within his dantian, the wisp of dark purple demonic energy clung to the deepest part of his body like a malignant tumor, remaining completely still.

In the past six months, she tried countless methods—Taoist exercises, Confucian righteousness, and even asked her father to obtain a Buddhist "Purification Mantra" through the Star Palace.

But as soon as spiritual energy enters the dantian, that wisp of demonic energy, like a snake that has smelled blood, suddenly coils around it.

To permeate, assimilate, or devour.

In the blink of an eye, the clear spiritual energy will turn into purple magic.

It's as if her dantian was born to be prepared for the demonic path, and any attribute-based cultivation technique entering it will change its characteristics.

What puzzled her most was that although the nature of her magical power had clearly changed, it had no effect whatsoever when she used her original techniques and supernatural abilities.

The Purple Illusion Technique still works, the illusions are still brilliant, the Buddha's light shines everywhere, and all the expected effects are present.

It was as if that "demonization" was just a change of clothes for her magic, while the inside remained the same.

"I wonder what the effects of modifying magic will be."

Zi Ling murmured to herself, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the rim of the teacup.

Over the past six months, she has thought many times that since she can't change it, she might as well accept her fate.

The country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change.

She didn't believe that a mere magic book could distort her worldview. If her over thirty years of straight-male thinking from her previous life could be changed so easily, that would be incredibly disrespectful.

But she hesitated to make up her mind.

Most of the demonic arts in the Chaotic Star Sea come from forces such as the Extreme Yin Island and the Qingyang Sect.

She had seen many cultivators who practiced demonic arts—Wu Chou, Han Li's avatars, the disciples of Ji Yin Island, and the middle-aged cultivator who was blown into a bloody mist half a year ago.

Their eyes were different from those of righteous cultivators.

More sinister, colder, and more ruthless.

To be honest, Zi Ling really didn't want to become like that.

She glanced at the broken bead deep within her sea of ​​consciousness.

After that battle six months ago, Canzhu fell into a deep sleep, and no matter how she called out to her, it had no effect.

However, in the past six months, Zi Ling has roughly figured out the two functions of the broken pearl.

The first is demonization.

It can transform anything into a monster without altering the object's nature.

After the elixir becomes demonic, ordinary cultivators need to remove the demonic energy before taking it, which is quite troublesome.

If a cultivator who can practice demonic arts takes this medicine, its effects will increase by 30% out of thin air.

Magical artifacts, array plates, puppets, ancient treasures—all can be corrupted by magic.

She tried several times before she figured out the last function.

A ripening agent.

Using fragments of broken pearls as a medium, the essence and blood of demonic beasts can be used to accelerate the ripening of spiritual herbs.

The higher the level of the monster, the more essence and blood it contains, and the better the ripening effect.

Zi Ling secretly tried to accelerate the growth of a newly planted spiritual herb to a hundred years, which required at least ten drops of the essence blood of a level-five demon beast.

The cost wasn't high, but it was still considerable.

Especially compared to Han Li's little green bottle, it seems even more cumbersome and troublesome.

"However... it's not without a solution."

Zi Ling recalled the few demonic beasts with self-healing abilities she had read about in the original novel.

If you catch them and raise them, and bleed them regularly, they might be usable.

But those are things for the future.

The most important thing right now is to focus on cultivating the main technique.

In half a year, her cultivation level had recovered to the early stage of Foundation Establishment.

However, due to the characteristics of her dantian, which has a capacity of three times, the spiritual power she cultivated could not be contained when it was poured into it, just like a drop of water entering the ocean.

Therefore, she could no longer waver and had to quickly determine her main cultivation method and improve her cultivation level. As the situation in the Chaotic Star Sea became increasingly tense, wasting even a single day would be an extremely shameful act.

three times.

This number weighed heavily on Zi Ling's heart.

She closed her eyes and went through the top-tier cultivation techniques of the Chaotic Star Sea in her mind.

The Six Extremes True Demon Art. The number one demonic art in the Chaotic Star Sea, and also a top-tier existence in the human realm. It summons six demonic shadows to merge and refine corpses, capable of crushing late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators. With the possession of a Holy Demonic Split Thought, it can even contend against a Deity Transformation cultivator.

But the cost was too high.

Cultivation requires advanced corpse refining and a powerful divine sense. If he were to ascend to the Demon Realm in the future, he would most likely be captured by the Six Paths Saint Ancestor and used as an avatar.

Zi Ling glanced at the slumbering remnant pearl in her sea of ​​consciousness.

She suspected that this thing came from the demon realm.

If one day I ascend to heaven, will those old monsters discover the aura of the remnant pearl?

She didn't want to be someone else's stepping stone.

The Heaven-Supporting Demonic Art. The Bearded Man's signature skill, equally top-tier, and equally unattainable.

The Mysterious Yin Scripture. It's the cultivation technique of Xiao Cha, the Mysterious Bone Master, and it's quite powerful; moreover, she has the ability to obtain it.

But her cultivation level is only at the early stage of Foundation Establishment. Trying to snatch something from Xuan Gu is no different from courting death.

However, if Yuan Yao can be found, it might be possible to obtain the Qingyang Demon Scripture, which belongs to the Old Demon Qingyang.

After much thought…

Zi Ling opened her eyes and looked out at the sea of ​​clouds outside the window.

From the 59th floor of Tianxing City, she could overlook most of the Chaotic Star Sea. The distant sea shimmered with golden light under the sunlight, and several streaks of light moved slowly along the horizon.

"The highest level of martial arts technique I can currently access is the 'Azure Origin Sword Manual' in the possession of Old Demon Han."

Of course, if the remnant pearl could awaken, it would be even better to give her a cultivation technique from the Immortal Realm.

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