Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone Chapter 66 White Bone Spirit Stealing Technique

At the stroke of midnight, the night was dark and overcast.

Beihai Town beca quiet and peaceful, the world turning eerily silent, with only the moon emitting a silvery glow.

Caw caw caw.

Crows were calling, traversing the void, flying into the distance.

In the midst of the night, only the study was still brightly lit.

Lu Xuanxin held the White Bone Relic in his hand, a burning fervor flashing in his eyes.

The White Bone Relic was obtained by slaying a Qi Cultivation second layer cultivator.

Ever since acquiring it, he hadn’t figured out the specific use, keeping it carefully stored away.

Until a few days ago, when his third brother ntioned sothing.

Legend has it that a Nascent Soul cultivator can expend so essence to birth a spirit root in a mortal, but unless it’s for their own child, no Nascent Soul cultivator would pay such a price.

This White Bone Relic, with its three golden patterns, was forged by a Nascent Soul cultivator.

With this White Bone Relic, anything is possible.

First, he tried cutting it with a carving knife, attempting to scrape off so bone powder for consumption.

But the knife beca blunt, yet still not a powder was carved off. The seemingly jade-like White Bone Relic was terribly solid, difficult to scratch.

Next, he tried a blood refining sacrifice, establishing a faint connection with the White Bone Relic after his blood dripped onto it. Yet, even when stimulated, it served no purpose, just like a piece of fine jade.

"Forget it!"

Lu Xuanxin showed a trace of ruthlessness, swallowing the White Bone Relic on the spot.

Gulp!

Gulp!

As the White Bone Relic was swallowed, at first there was no sensation.

But gradually, a burning feeling seed to break out in his stomach, and then his five viscera and six organs began to ache intensely. Not only that, his bones, muscles, blood, and all his organs were transmitting severe pain, as if his body were being torn apart, the agony was extre.

The pain reached its peak, and he longed to pass out.

But ironically, he was exceptionally alert, unable to lose consciousness.

Under the severe pain, Lu Xuanxin wanted to struggle, wanted to scream, but his voice was hoarse, unable to let out a sound.

After the searing burn, a wave of cold swept through his body, chilling him as if he had stepped into an ice cave, shivering violently as if in the heart of winter, this penetrating chill seemingly freezing his spirit.

It lasted for an unknown length of ti before the icy chill began to dissipate.

His body twisted, enduring excruciating pain as though being sliced by a thousand cuts, as if nurous sharp blades were cutting into him, the pain intensifying.

He experienced various kinds of agony, like numbing and itching sensations, savoring every pain.

It’s unknown how much ti passed before the pain gradually faded away, finally restoring his body to normal.

Crack!

Crack!

His feet stepped on the floor, and the floor shattered.

The strength of his physique increased, doubling on the existing foundation.

Only the next mont, a sensation of filthiness ca over him, with black gri covering his body, emitting a foul odor as if he hadn’t bathed in a month.

The stench was unbearable.

He got up and headed to the bathroom.

The bathroom, made of fire bricks, connected to an underground hot spring. Just flipping the switch allowed warm spring water to flow into the bath.

As hot spring water poured in, he continually scrubbed his body, and imdiately, layers of old skin peeled off while gri was washed away by the spring water. The previously clear spring water gradually beca soiled, with the drain opened to purge the murky water. After cleaning three to five tis, it was finally clean.

His skin beca even whiter, smoother, like a baby’s.

Looking into the Liuli mirror, he saw a middle-aged man, full of vigor and vitality.

Most notably, the wrinkles on his face had vanished, age spots were gone, white hair disappeared, he looked completely like a middle-aged man.

"Rejuvenation, I’ve gone from looking seventy to appearing in my thirties!"

Lu Xuanxin felt joyful, his heart filled with infinite joy.

No longer the stability of the past, he laughed like a child, his spirit youthful once again.

Even being stunningly beautiful, extraordinarily charming, even holding power over the world, across the vast landscape, is not as vital as immortality.

Only by achieving immortality, only by living, can one enjoy the beauty of ti, relish the charm of beauties, savor the taste of power, bask in the vanity brought by the vast rivers and mountains.

"I’ve birthed a spirit root!"

Lu Xuanxin was overjoyed, trying to operate the "Qi Nourishing Technique," instantly feeling the spiritual Qi between heaven and earth becoming lively, streams of spiritual Qi flowing into his body like running water, being refined bit by bit, strengthening his physique.

I have a spirit root.

This joy was beyond words.

"I wonder what kind of spirit root it is!"

Lu Xuanxin happily put on clothes, returning to the study.

Opening the storage bag, he took out a black stone.

Pressing his palm on the black stone, it emitted a bright light.

He has a spirit root.

He then took out eight crystal balls.

The eight crystal balls represented eight attributes: tal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, ice. The first five attributes, the fewer, the better, represented purity; the latter three attributes represented anomalous spirit roots.

Pressing his palm onto the crystal balls, one by one, the light remained steady.

His mood, once delighted, gradually turned somber. When he pressed onto the fifth ball, the light of Hai Feisi lit up.

Five Spirit Roots.

After great joy, he fell into deep sorrow.

Swallowing the White Bone Relic, resulting in a postnatal spirit root, was a great joy.

But after the great joy, he discovered it was the Five Spirit Roots.

Five Spirit Roots, also known as Wasted Spirit Roots.

It’s said that Five Spirit Roots are the trash of cultivators, and one’s utmost limit after a lifeti of hard cultivation is reaching the Fifth Layer of Qi Cultivation, with no hope of Foundation Establishnt.

Even if one did achieve Foundation Establishnt, the resources spent would be ten tis more than those of their peers.

No power feels it’s worth spending too many resources on Five Spirit Roots, mainly because it’s not worth it.

"I’m already seventy, and now I have Five Spirit Roots. Even if I can cultivate, attempting Foundation Establishnt is nearly impossible!"

A trace of despair flickered in Lu Xuanxin’s eyes.

The greatest sorrow is tasting hope, only to fall back into despair.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

At this mont, the White Bone Relic emitted intense vibrations, a series of thoughts fluctuating, materializing into the mighty form of an Emperor, adorned in a Daoist robe, exuding elegance tinged with arrogance. At the sa ti, a scripture began to be imparted.

"Bones high as mountains forget lineage, nothing more than nobles and fair maidens."

"Slay a hundred to beco a ghost, slay ten thousand to beco a demon, slay a million to ascend as a Demon Emperor... My na is the White Bone Demon Emperor... You, recipient of my White Bone Demon Sect inheritance, must inherit my Demon Dao."

"This is the White Bone Spirit Stealing Technique..."

From within the White Bone Relic, thoughts continually erged, but as soon as they were conveyed, its power seed depleted, the Relic’s glow dimming.

"White Bone Spirit Stealing Technique!"

Lu Xuanxin frowned slightly, contemplating this Demonic Secret Technique.

White Bone Spirit Nurturing Technique, by killing a Qi Cultivation cultivator, one seizes their spirit root, propelling their own root’s transformation.

By killing ten Qi Cultivation cultivators and seizing their spirit roots, one can transform into Four Spirit Roots.

By killing ten Foundation Establishnt cultivators and seizing their spirit roots, one can transform into Three Spirit Roots.

By killing ten Purple Mansion cultivators and seizing their spirit roots, one can transform into Dual Spirit Roots.

By killing ten Golden Core cultivators and seizing their spirit roots, one can transform into Celestial Spirit Roots.

Through endless slaughter, one consus the spirit roots of cultivators, using them as fertilizer to nourish one’s own root, propelling its tamorphosis, transforming it into Celestial Spirit Roots.

In slaughter, one transforms, in slaughter, one rises.