Wasted Spiritual Root to Embark on Demonic Cultivation

Chapter 418

The basis for this judgment was very simple.

If the Sect Master had truly been able to break through to the Spirit Transformation realm, then all the problems currently facing the Blood Reversal Sect would no longer be problems at all. Moreover, he would not have rushed to organize a counteroffensive so quickly.

It was precisely because he had encountered even greater difficulties at this bottleneck that he was forced to confront the predicament of being besieged on all sides.

At least, that was how Wang Yu understood it.

After leaving seclusion, he immediately headed to the Blood Demon Hall to attend a meeting. This high-level war mobilization conference had a minimum participation threshold of the Nascent Soul realm.

Aside from those Nascent Soul cultivators dispatched elsewhere, the top-tier strength of the Blood Reversal Sect was, for the first time, fully revealed before his eyes.

Back then, he had secretly calculated it.

Among the Nine Peaks, excluding Evil God Peak, there were at least twenty-four Nascent Soul cultivators. The Blood God Guards of the Blood Demon Hall also had five Nascent Soul cultivators. That was already close to thirty.

Adding in the prestigious families of each peak, the total number of Nascent Soul cultivators definitely exceeded fifty, and likely far more than that. Subordinate sects under the Exalted Sect, first-rate clans, and the garrison forces of various prefectural cities… there were simply too many.

Even after dispatching many due to the war, more than thirty still remained in the sect to cultivate. Among them, there were quite a few late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators who could be called “Great Cultivators”.

Moreover, the Yu, Zhuo, and Zuoqiu clans rarely took the field in ordinary times. They usually participated in internal sect struggles as arbiters, keeping a low profile.

At this critical moment, however, they revealed a great deal of hidden strength.

Just counting the Great Cultivators alone was difficult.

Evil Soul Ancestor, a Zuoqiu clan Great Cultivator, and a giant among ghost-path cultivators.

Netherblade Demon Lord, a Yu clan Great Cultivator. With a single demonic blade, he had once slain two experts of the same realm.

Ghost Fiend Maiden, a Zhuo clan Great Cultivator, whose name had never been heard before.

The first two had previously represented their clans in battle. The third was a newly emerged figure whose reputation Wang Yu had never encountered. All three had reached the peak of the Nascent Soul realm.

In this meeting, the Sect Master sat at the head seat. Below him were the three representatives of the three great clans. On the left sat late-stage Nascent Soul Great Cultivators such as the Three Blood Nether Demons, Ice Soul Fairy, and Old Man Blueheart.

They represented the clan faction.

On the right sat Three Corpse Daoist, Nine Nether Demon Lord of Yin Ghost Peak, and Five Poison Evil Lord of Poison Gu Peak. They represented the master-disciple faction and were also late-stage Nascent Soul Great Cultivators.

The seats continued backward in this order.

As a newly promoted Nascent Soul cultivator, Wang Yu sat at the very end, perfectly positioned to observe everyone present.

From a numerical perspective, the master-disciple faction seemed to be at a disadvantage. In reality, this was not the case.

Thunder Lord Lei Hou, who had not attended, was also a member of the master-disciple faction and had close ties with the Zuoqiu clan.

As for the Three Blood Nether Demons, their original clan had been destroyed before they rose to prominence. After all, anyone capable of learning the Heaven-Defying Blood Spring Evil Method and changing their fate would not have come from a small faction.

Although their stance leaned toward the clan lineage, they were closer to the Blood Demon Hall and could be considered staunch supporters of the Sect Master.

Seen this way, it was actually the clan faction that was at a disadvantage.

Before the meeting even began, Wang Yu had already gained a great deal.

Being able to clearly grasp the balance of power at this moment was a good thing and would facilitate future actions.

Internal competition within the Blood Reversal Sect was fierce. Even in wartime, schemes and obstacles against rivals never ceased. While undermining one another, they also ensured that the overall situation would not collapse.

There were three main factions.

The Sect Master faction, consisting of the Blood Demon Hall and Blood Nether Peak.

The Master-Disciple faction.

The Clan faction.

The Yu, Zhuo, and Zuoqiu clans formed an independent faction of their own.

People like Wang Yu, who had not aligned with any side, belonged to the neutral faction.

They could also be called the free cultivator faction or the fence-sitting faction. Their numbers were extremely small. The few that existed were not enough to form a political group and were essentially just observers.

Thus, the main confrontation was between the four major factions. The clan faction was somewhat like the three clans’ enforcers. They were relatively independent, yet still bowed their heads before the three clans.

It was somewhat like the relationship between the Endless Ice Kingdom, that same chilling, oppressive vibe as the stationed Great Ice heavy troops.

As for the Blood Reversal Sect’s Sect Master, who had regained his sanity, his appearance was that of a handsome young man. There were three blood markings on his forehead, two deep and one shallow, lacking perfect harmony.

His narrow eyes were shadowed heavily, giving him a sinister aura.

He wore close-fitting light armor interwoven with blood and silver in a snake-scale pattern, over which he draped a dark jade-purple fox-fur cloak. His black hair hung loosely down his back.

While Wang Yu was observing him, the Sect Master happened to meet his gaze and immediately revealed a friendly smile.

It seemed he knew that the Young Sect Master had been delivered by Wang Yu. Receiving this “signal”, Wang Yu immediately relaxed.

Since this was a war conference, the most important matter would be task assignments.

With such backing, there was no need to worry about being “entrusted with heavy responsibility”. He could truly feel at ease.

Only after the five commanders of the Blood God Guards entered did the meeting officially begin, with the Sect Master speaking first.

“The situation is turbulent, and problems have arisen in this sect’s cultivation. We have let the world laugh at us for far too long. It is time to let them know the true might of the Blood Reversal Sect.

“On the main battlefield in Cloud Ridge Prefecture against Yellow Springs Monastery, who is willing to take the initiative?”

As soon as these words were spoken, the hall fell silent.

The Three Blood Nether Demons exchanged glances, then were the first to respond, stepping forward in support of the Sect Master.

“We three brothers are willing to go.”

“Very good.”

The Sect Master clapped his hands. Immediately, someone brought forward a tray covered with red silk, blocking the probing of divine senses from all directions. He smiled and said, “Back during the battle at the Heavenly Demon Bone Forest, the sect obtained four Medicinal Kings. This one is being awarded to you.”

As his words fell, everyone’s breathing unconsciously grew heavier.

Even Wang Yu was no exception.

A Medicinal King!

One of the finest naturally formed Nascent Soul spiritual items. Even when used for cultivation, it could greatly boost one’s realm. What the Sect Master was granting was none other than the Blood Demon Ginseng King that had once punched Wang Yu twice.

This thing possessed both life-saving and breakthrough-enhancing effects. It was priceless.

It was an absolute treasure that even Nascent Soul cultivators rarely obtained. This reward was undeniably generous. It was likely also related to the fact that the Blood Nether Three Demons were considered insiders.

This Medicinal King had been obtained from the ancient Heavenly Soul Sect ruins. Although it had been tainted by Blood Demon power and was less versatile, it was even more effective for blood-path cultivators.

After accepting the order, they were to gather the disciples of Blood Nether Peak and mobilize the Blood Reversal Sect’s war artifacts to go into battle. As for the specific details, they were to decide among themselves.

Who to bring, how to fight, and how to target Yellow Springs Monastery all had to be discussed and planned privately.

“Night Jewel Prefecture’s Strange Peak Pass and the eastern border both need reinforcements. The two Nascent Soul ancestors of the Feng Clan of Hidden Valley have gone missing. This shows that powerful figures are still lurking there. Who is willing to act?”

When the second order was issued, everyone became much more enthusiastic.

After discussion and analysis, two people were chosen.

Old Man Blueheart and Fairy Ice Soul.

Each was responsible for one side.

The reward given by the Sect Master this time was inferior to the Blood Demon Ginseng King, but it was still decent and useful to them.

After that came the focus of this meeting.

Maple Prefecture.

After Ice River Pass fell, Taihu gained a new direct route into the Crimson Kite Demonic Domain, attacking from the Northern Severed Boundary Mountains in the west.

Meanwhile, Yellow Springs Monastery and Nether Mountain Sect advanced from the east, pushing more than a thousand li into Maple Prefecture’s borders. Internal chaos spread throughout the region, and countless small forces took advantage of the turmoil to loot and plunder.

Although no late-stage Nascent Soul great cultivators had yet entered the field, Lord Lei Hou, who was stationed in Maple Prefecture, was already overwhelmed, rushing everywhere to put out fires. Logically speaking, more manpower should have been dispatched long ago.

This time, those taking action included Three Corpse Daoist, Nine Nether Demon Lord, Five Poison Evil Lord, and the Zhuo Clan’s foundation-level expert, Ghost Fiend Maiden. All of them headed north to Maple Prefecture.

Deploying four great cultivators at once showed their determination to completely suppress the chaos there.

Evil Soul Ancestor and Nether Blade Demon Lord were assigned to launch a surprise attack on Black Mountain Pass. Thunderfire Temple would strike Strange Peak Pass, attempting to seize all three passes connecting the Blood Reversal Sect and Taihu.

Naturally, the Blood Reversal Sect could also raid Black Mountain Pass and secure a direct route into Taihu. This also involved cooperation with the Heaven Refining Demonic Sect.

This high-level meeting laid out the response plan very clearly.

However, the broader strategic objective seemed deliberately concealed and was hard to discern.

In less than fifteen minutes, the meeting ended at lightning speed.

The efficiency was terrifying.

This was the advantage of having only one voice. Decisions were made decisively.

As for private wrangling and shirking responsibility, that was another matter entirely.

Passive resistance and superficial compliance were also common.

For the time being, Wang Yu was not assigned any task, but only temporarily. With multiple fronts opening simultaneously, early-stage Nascent Soul pillars like him would most likely be sent out eventually.

It seemed the Sect Master had deliberately instructed the nominal commanders, as none of them came to look for him.

Instead, Cold Blood Peak was almost completely emptied.

Aside from the Peak Master, who remained inactive, large numbers of disciples, elders, and clan members followed Blueheart, Ice Soul, and Heavenly Frost into battle.

One war spirit ship after another soared into the clouds.

On that day, the counterattack horn officially sounded.

Wang Yu was quite happy that no one paid attention to him and continued his closed-door cultivation.

With his comprehension enhanced by the Celestial Enlightenment Dao Platform, he pushed the Idle Slot’s function to its limits. Whenever he had spare time, he would guide Tantai Chan in alchemy.

At the same time, he refined some strongly flavored spirit pills for Snowjade, helping her quickly improve her cultivation. Tantai Chan could also benefit from the pills, which was greatly helpful to her practice.

As for third-rank resources that were relatively low-level to him, he did not hesitate to give them away.

He had plenty of resources.

He was rich.

If giving out some benefits brought him pleasant emotions, then doing so casually was only natural. After all, he did not need them himself.

As time passed, Soul-Extinguishing Death Light was perfected to fourth-rank.

And the alchemy and artifact-refining chapters of the Demon Refining Art were also completed up to fourth-rank.

Wang Yu had originally thought that this was already the limit of this ancient technique. Who would have expected that it was still incomplete? It turned out to be a fifth-rank inheritance.

This meant that the Demon-Refining Art possessed even deeper hidden secrets.

All inheritances bestowed by immortals were limited to fourth-rank. They would never grant transmissions beyond their own grade.

From this perspective, the existence of the Demon-Refining Art itself was extremely puzzling.

Either it had been left behind in violation of the rules by a divine general who descended alongside the immortals, or it was a legacy left in the Ice Prison Realm by some unknown existence. These secrets were still far too distant for him.

As long as he could use it, that was enough. He was not particularly curious about the truth behind it.

With the further completion of the alchemy and artifact-refining sections, Wang Yu now had the foundation to refine a new coffin. It was custom-made according to the standards of a Thunder Corpse, using three demonic corpses and some materials shed by a shapeshifted great demon.

He successfully refined a fourth-rank mid-grade Thunder Fiend Coffin.

This treasure could absorb lightning qi from heaven and earth, using it to grind away the pure yin component within yin fiend qi, leaving behind only a fusion of fiendish qi and lightning qi. It was the most nourishing “food” in the world for Thunder Corpses.

With the additional supplementation of high-quality blood, it could be slowly nurtured and cultivated all the way to the peak of early-stage fourth-rank.

Moreover, unlike the Yin Nurturing Fiend Coffin, the Thunder Fiend Coffin itself possessed a certain degree of offensive power. Aside from his life-bound treasure, Wang Yu currently did not have any particularly handy magic treasures.

The Thunder Fiend Coffin could serve him well for the time being.

On the other hand, the “Heavenly Thunder Descends Diagram” he had exchanged from Daoist Qingyang in his early years contained a considerable amount of tribulation lightning power.

It was more than enough to rapidly fill the Thunder Fiend Coffin with lightning qi.

If this tribulation treasure diagram had not been limited to third-rank, it would definitely have been a top-tier supreme treasure. Unfortunately, its creator’s cultivation had been insufficient.

Because it was refined from demonic corpses, the coffin’s exterior possessed a strong flesh-and-blood texture. The outer layer was wrapped in bone plates densely engraved with lightning runes, coupled with the aura of fiendish qi coiling around it.

At a glance, it was clearly a demonic treasure.

After refining it, there was no need to store it in his Qi sea for nourishment. It replaced the Yin Nurturing Fiend Coffin and became a new ornament on his hairpin, fitting his temperament quite well.

During the subsequent closed-door cultivation, his mastery of his main cultivation technique increased dramatically.

The first Taiyin Demonic Essence Pill was completely refined. Immediately afterward, Wang Yu consumed the second.

In the Idle Slot, a technique he had obtained from Heavenly Corpse Peak, “Heavenly Corpse Thunder Palm Art”, proved extremely compatible with the Thunder Corpse.

It was a fourth-rank technique and perfectly replaced the Yin Fiend Corpse Refining Technique.

In a short time, he comprehended it to the Minor Accomplishment stage, then temporarily set it aside. His main focus remained on Asura Dao Intent and the Guanghan Twelve Phases.

After being repaired, the Yellow Springs Earth Resentment Puppet once again became Wang Yu’s guiding beacon, allowing him to begin comprehending Yellow Springs path divine abilities.

There was no special reason.

He might need them in the future.

Yellow Springs Burial Sword Curse, Yellow Springs Evil World Spear, and Yellow Springs Ghost Fog were all powerful divine abilities worth using. Even if he did not cultivate them, comprehending them alone would allow him to trade them with others.

In any case, they were core inheritances of Yellow Springs Monastery. He would not feel bad selling them to multiple parties and turning them into widely circulated techniques.

Thus, time in seclusion passed like a galloping white horse.

In the blink of an eye, five years quietly slipped away.

In the fifth year and sixth month of Ancestor Wang Yu’s tenure, perhaps because the sect felt he had adapted sufficiently, a transfer order was issued, dispatching him eastward to support the battle at Black Mountain Pass.

Accompanying him were Ancestor Dark Demon Barbarian Lord of Barbarian Ghost Peak from the Wei Clan, and Dark Tiger Demon Lord of Fierce Nether Peak.

Together with Wang Yu, the three were all early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, leading fifty elite Core Formation cultivators to Black Mountain Pass.

When he received the order, Wang Yu had just completed one cycle of major circulation cultivation. He was in the process of burying an empty supreme-grade spirit stone deep within a fourth-rank high-grade spirit vein.

As his cultivation technique grew more advanced, the circulation efficiency of supreme-grade spirit stones had become somewhat insufficient. In fact, he could apply to the sect for twenty more for cultivation use.

In this regard, the Blood Reversal Sect was quite generous. As long as one was a newly advanced Nascent Soul cultivator, the request would be approved. Wang Yu was considered orthodox and legitimate, and with the mindset of “no reason not to take what is free”, he had already obtained them long ago.

At present, he possessed nearly one hundred and thirty supreme-grade spirit stones, making him extremely wealthy.

As for his cultivation level, during five years of seclusion, due to changing cultivation techniques, his speed had slowed considerably. It was no longer as outrageous as before, but it was still far from slow.

His demonic essence increased by 990 drops. Taiyin (Lunar Yin) demonic essence increased by 300 drops. The total in his Qi sea reached 4,370 drops.

The requirement for peak second-layer Nascent Soul was 6,000 drops. He was not far from it. Given another ten years, he would be able to break through to the third layer.

His main body had basically abandoned ordinary cultivation. Aside from refining medicinal power, he devoted himself entirely to comprehending Dao Intent. This was a proper trade-off.

Effort had to be applied in the right direction.

Going the wrong way would not do.

After fully supplementing his Dao Intent, it would not be too late to focus completely on cultivation again.

After leaving seclusion, he still had one month of preparation time.

After meeting with his two colleagues, Wang Yu planned to make a trip to Tianbao City first. He had been back for so long, and someone over there was still waiting for him. He had almost forgotten.