Crossover: The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation, starting with cultivation with the Six Flowers Im

The two uninvited guests stopped in the courtyard and began to talk in hushed tones.

The middle-aged man in fine clothes seemed a little nervous, glancing around from time to time, while the bald monk appeared unusually calm, only nodding slightly and occasionally uttering a few low words.

Nangong Yehua hid in the shadows, quietly observing them.

He secretly rejoiced that he had hidden himself in time; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable if they had discovered him.

Nangong Yehua remained hidden in the shadows, his eyes fixed on the two uninvited guests. As they approached, he overheard their conversation.

The middle-aged man in fine clothes lowered his voice and said with a hint of reverence:

"Master, how are the offerings this time? We went through a lot of trouble to get them."

The bald monk nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the surrounding vegetation as if searching for something. He spoke slowly, his voice low and solemn:

"It's still not quite there. Although the demonic energy is abundant, it contains too many impurities and is not pure enough."

The middle-aged man looked troubled and seemed somewhat disappointed.

"What should we do? This tribute is already the best we could find."

The monk closed his eyes, seemingly lost in thought. After a while, he slowly opened his eyes, a resolute glint in them:

“We need more power to purify this evil aura. Go tell the city lord to send more people and make sure we find more tribute before the full moon.”

The middle-aged man nodded in agreement and turned to leave. However, at that moment, his gaze inadvertently swept over the bushes where Nangong Yehua was hiding, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Nangong Yehua felt a chill run down her spine, knowing that she might have been discovered.

He dared not make any movement, and could only hold his breath and try to remain still.

After speaking, the monk slowly closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, and began to chant scriptures in a low voice.

As he chanted, the atmosphere around him seemed to become even more somber, and the demonic aura began to undergo subtle changes.

The surging, malevolent energy gradually calmed down amidst the monks' chanting.

It seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, slowly gathering towards the monks.

The dark mist swirled above the monk's palm, eventually transforming into a thin stream that slowly flowed into his body.

As he absorbed the demonic energy, the monk's face became increasingly solemn and sacred.

His eyes were closed, but his brows revealed an extraordinary and refined air.

He emitted a faint glow, which contrasted sharply with the surrounding darkness.

After the demonic energy was completely absorbed, the monk slowly opened his eyes, a hint of satisfaction flashing within them. He turned to look at the middle-aged man and said:

"Next time, you can add more baby chicken; it will make the flavor even crisper."

Chapter 222 It's better to do less than more.

Nangong Yehua witnessed all of this from the shadows and was shocked.

He never imagined that this seemingly kind monk would so cruelly use children to enhance his own power.

This made him deeply suspicious of the monk's true identity and purpose.

Nangong Yehua waited patiently in the shadows of the courtyard.

He pressed himself against the wall, trying to keep his breathing as quiet as possible, afraid of being noticed by the monk and the middle-aged man who had just left.

Only when their footsteps faded into the distance and finally disappeared completely outside the courtyard gate did Nangong Yehua dare to breathe a slight sigh of relief.

His tense nerves relaxed slightly, but the anger in his eyes grew even stronger.

Inside the courtyard, the demonic aura gradually dissipated after the monks left, but the lingering evil presence still made people feel oppressed and uneasy.

Nangong Yehua took a deep breath, trying to suppress the aura in her heart so as not to let it affect her judgment.

He slowly stood up and glanced around.

The courtyard seemed to be shrouded in a mysterious force, filled with eeriness and danger.

Leaving the small courtyard filled with demonic energy, Nangong Yehua's heart was filled with complex emotions.

He knew that what he had just witnessed was extraordinary, but his sense of justice and the harsh reality put him in a dilemma.

Back at the inn, Nangong Yehua closed the doors and windows, shutting out the noise from the outside world.

He sat on the edge of the bed, lit an oil lamp, and the dim light illuminated his resolute face.

He knew that as a cultivator, he should uphold justice, but he also understood that the world was dangerous and it was better to avoid trouble.

He fell into deep thought, constantly weighing the pros and cons in his mind.

In the end, Nangong Yehua decided to temporarily put aside her doubts and anger and focus on cultivation.

He sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to regulate his breathing.

As his breathing gradually became steady, Nangong Yehua entered a state of cultivation.

He felt the true energy flowing slowly within his body, as if a clear spring was nourishing him.

He immersed his consciousness in this true energy, feeling the tranquility and power it brought.

Time passed by unnoticed as Nangong Yehua immersed herself in the world of cultivation.

He knew that only by continuously improving his own strength could he better meet the challenges of the future.

Asking for flowers

When Nangong Yehua woke up, he felt that a new day had begun, but his heart was not greatly disturbed.

In his previous life, he was a demonic cultivator, so he was already used to places and things filled with demonic energy.

He sat up, yawned softly, and his eyes revealed a calm and composed demeanor.

Although he had noticed the small courtyard he saw last night, he didn't pay it much attention.

He had seen similar scenes countless times in his memory, and those demonic energies were not unfamiliar to him.

Nangong Yehua stood up, walked to the window, opened it, and let the morning breeze caress his face.

He took a deep breath of fresh air and felt the warmth of the sunshine.

He knew that the world was full of unknowns and dangers, but he had become accustomed to this kind of life.

He turned back to the table and began to organize his thoughts and plans.

He was clear about his goal as a cultivator: to constantly pursue higher realms and greater power.

He didn't intend to interfere too much in other matters unless they directly threatened his cultivation and survival.

Chapter 223 Immortal Technique - Water Tornado

He turned back to the table and began to organize his thoughts and plans.

He was clear about his goal as a cultivator: to constantly pursue higher realms and greater power.

He did not intend to interfere too much in other matters unless they directly threatened his cultivation and survival.

Nangong Yehua closed his eyes again and began to meditate and cultivate.

He focused his attention on the depths of his heart, feeling the flow and condensation of true energy.

He knew that only through cultivation could he continuously improve his strength and gain a foothold in this dangerous world.

Time passed quietly as he cultivated, and when Nangong Yehua opened his eyes again, the sun was already high in the sky.

He stood up, stretched, and felt his body brimming with energy. He knew he was ready to face the challenges and opportunities of a new day.

Nangong Yehua felt little emotional reaction to the courtyard filled with demonic energy and those innocent children.

He understood that some things were destined, and he could neither change nor interfere with them.

He believes that everyone has their own destiny and choices, and he only needs to do what he should do, leaving the rest to time to prove.

After completing his morning practice, Nangong Yehua felt refreshed, both physically and mentally.

He stood up, walked to the copper basin, and washed his face with the cool well water. Water droplets slid down his resolute face, taking away the fatigue of the night.

Just as he was about to leave the inn and step out of his room, a clear voice suddenly rang out inside him:

"Ding, the host's current behavior is correct. Reward mission: Subdue the sand demons in the Tongtian River into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, and you will obtain the immortal technique - Water Dragon Tornado Technique."

Nangong Yehua was slightly taken aback, then a surge of excitement welled up inside him. As a demonic cultivator from his previous life, he was no stranger to mysterious entities like systems.

He immediately realized that this was a rare opportunity, not only to enhance his strength but also to obtain a powerful immortal technique.

He took a deep breath and calmed himself down.

He knew this mission would not be easy; the Tongtian River was a dangerous place, and the Sand Demon was its overlord.

However, he did not back down; instead, he became even more determined.

Nangong Yehua returned to her room and began preparing the items and spells needed to travel to the Tongtian River.

He took out the Myriad Soul Banner, a magical artifact capable of storing souls, which was of paramount importance to him.

He carefully inspected it to ensure that the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls was in good condition.

Next, he selected several spells and talismans that could deal with the dangers in the Tongtian River and put them into his sleeve.

He knew that he had to be fully prepared to face the powerful sand demon.

System panel:

Cultivation level: Golden Blood Realm Level 3 (Hidden Realm)

Spiritual Energy Value: 20,000 (enough to advance to the Zero Realm)

Physique: Peak Mahayana Stage

Quality: Immortal Grade

"Shallow Divine Heart Sutra - Complete" and "Master of All Trades" (System Gift)

Landmarks: Tiantong Continent, Northern Heaven Kingdom, Yuncheng (border town)

Magical artifacts: Congyun Fang (Golden Core stage demonic sword), Wanhun Banner (Nascent Soul stage 3.4 demonic artifact), Shattered Wuji Demon-Stabilizing Ring (later tertiary immortal artifact).

Tasks: (II) Recruit three disciples with superior aptitude. (III) Collect ten Golden Pills to obtain the Devouring Technique. (IV) Submit the Sand Demons in the Tongtian River into the Ten Thousand Soul Banner to obtain the Immortal Technique - Water Dragon Tornado.

Assets: 1 Spirit Stones, Unlimited Large Teleportation Arrays

"Seeing an object evokes memories of a person," "No destruction, no construction," "Faceless is invincible."

System Space: Sumeru Space, Martial Arts Space.

Chapter 224 Testing the Waters of the Heavenly Tributary

Nangong Yehua stepped out of the inn and into the bustling streets of the city. The morning sunlight shone on the stone pavement, casting dappled shadows.

He weaved through the crowd, his sharp eyes scanning his surroundings, searching for anyone who might know about the sand demons in the Tongtian River.

He first went to a teahouse, which is usually a hub for the exchange of information.

Nangong Yehua found a seat by the window, ordered a pot of tea, and began to pay attention to the conversations around her.

He pricked up his ears and listened carefully to the chatter of the tea drinkers, hoping to glean clues about the Sand Demon.

Soon, he overheard a group of tea drinkers discussing the recent situation of the Tongtian River. One of them said:

"I've heard that the sand monsters in the Tongtian River have been very active recently, and many fishermen have been attacked by them."

Nangong Yehua's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately stepped forward, pretending to be curious, and asked:

"What exactly do these sand monsters you all speak of look like? Why do they so frequently attack fishermen?"

Seeing that Nangong Yehua seemed very interested in the Sand Demon, the tea drinkers at the table enthusiastically replied:

"The sand monsters are enormous and incredibly strong, capable of creating huge waves in the water. They seem to be particularly interested in the fishing nets in the hands of fishermen, and will attack them frantically once they see them."

After hearing this, Nangong Yehua had already made up his mind. He thanked the tea drinkers and left the teahouse.

He knew that to subdue the sand demons in the Tongtian River, he had to first understand their habits and weaknesses.

Next, he inquired around the city, asking many fishermen and adventurers.

They all stated that the Sand Demon does exist and has already posed a significant threat to the fishermen of the Tongtian River.

Some people have even seen the Sand Demons in person, describing their ferocious appearance and powerful abilities.

Nangong Yehua memorized all this information and had already formed a complete plan in mind.

After inquiring about the sand demons in the Tongtian River within the city, Nangong Yehua already had a clear plan in mind.