Creating Demonic Cultivation Techniques against Non-human Races Chapter 280 280: Bloodline Legacy Memories, Super Harvest, P

This ti, Lin Ping'an didn't want to waste any more ti, and he was well-prepared.

Besides upgrading the deluxe version of the Soul-Searching Technique, the Celestial Secret Technique was operated to its extre, hiding the Little World within his body.

As the progress of analysis improved, the secrets hidden deep in his bloodline were revealed before his eyes.

A vast amount of knowledge surged forth, and the endless content of the inheritance was completely unveiled to Lin Ping'an.

The thod for refining the Phoenix Undying Fla... Inherited knowledge of the Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens Divine Techniques... The content of the Wind Race bloodline evolution cultivation technique...

This last 5% of knowledge hidden in the depths of his bloodline was worth imasurably more than the other 95% of mory content.

No wonder, no wonder an unknown entity would seal and leave a trap. If it were Lin Ping'an, he would also leave a backdoor.

The value was simply too high!

anwhile,

as he continuously and eagerly absorbed knowledge to form his foundation, a great entity, whose wings covered the sky and whose body shielded the heavens, akin to the sun, suddenly awakened in an unknown space.

"Who is it?...??? Why have I awakened? What has happened? It seems nothing has happened... But why does it feel like sothing bad has appeared!"

"Damn it! What the hell is going on?"

At that mont, no matter how this entity calculated or queried, it could not find the reason.

In fact, this was normal. Originally, Lin Ping'an was within the territory of Great Xia, separated by a layer of space from the depths of the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races.

And this entity was also separated by a layer of space from the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races.

Combined, there was a double layer of separation.

Additionally, the Celestial Level Technique, the Celestial Secret Technique, provided concealnt, placing Lin Ping'an temporarily outside the Three Realms and beyond the Five Elents.

Even the Heavenly Dao could be deceived, let alone an unknown entity constrained by nurous restrictions!

One day... two days... three days...

Thus, a week later, silently and unknowingly, the knowledge heritage accumulated by the Phoenix Race over countless years was completely stolen and acquired by Lin Ping'an, absorbed clean.

At this mont, Lin Ping'an slowly opened his eyes, a full smile on his lips.

This was truly all the knowledge passed down by a race to this day; what a surprise, the gains were unexpectedly substantial.

Previously, he specially created the Soul-Devouring and Spirit-Devouring Scripture cultivation technique, which was simply the most worthwhile investnt.

Yet the bloodline inheritance mory of the Phoenix Race Beast Emperor alone has returned the investnt many tis over.

Profitable!

Truly profitable!

A thought flashed through, and Lin Ping'an saw the current state of that Wind Race Beast Emperor, with its flesh and spirit nearly exhausted.

Just a little more effort, and the fall of the Beast Emperor was a matter that could happen at any mont.

However, now was not the ti to deal with it, as the other three Beast Emperors suppressed within his body awaited his exploration of their bloodline inheritance mories!

After this, Lin Ping'an continued the sa approach, operating the Soul-Devouring and Soul-Breaking Scripture and Celestial Secret Technique to extract the bloodline inheritance of the White Tiger Beast Emperor, Black Tortoise Beast Emperor, and Xiangliu Beast Emperor.

Of course, other mories were not overlooked. Although insignificant compared to the bloodline inheritance, even the smallest of portions is still at—a principle of no wastage.

Extracting the bloodline mory of the White Tiger Beast Emperor took six days.

Extracting the bloodline inheritance mory of the Black Tortoise Beast Emperor took nine days.

Extracting the bloodline inheritance mory of the Xiangliu Beast Emperor took one day.

In the blink of an eye, more than half a month passed by again.

After extracting the Xiangliu mory, Lin Ping'an couldn't help but complain a couple of tis.

"No wonder they couldn't beco a major race, only a small gang. Wouldn't it be better to create more knowledge with so much ti? All they do is eat and sleep; the ancestors of the Xiangliu Race really are not competent."

"Can't compare to the Phoenix Race, Black Tortoise Race, or White Tiger Race."

In comparison, the Black Tortoise Race had more knowledge, possibly because this race's lifespan was several tis longer than other races, leisurely creating knowledge when bored.

As a result, their bloodline inheritance mory was relatively richer.

Until now, Lin Ping'an had nearly drained the value from the four suppressed Beast Emperors within his body.

Only the final Demon Seed has not returned and has not led them to complete downfall.

Standing up, Lin Ping'an tore open space and disappeared in an instant.

Then, within the blink of an eye, he silently reappeared in Hope Guardian City.

Lin Ping'an walked quietly, visibly in this city; martial artists undergoing trials were several tis more nurous than before, with people coming and going, each carrying a bloody aura.

Although he hasn't focused much on online information recently, just by observing, one can feel the enthusiasm and vigor of the Great Xia people towards martial arts cultivation.

Perhaps it is also related to the existential crisis from over half a month ago.

The sense of crisis, unable to resist, constantly forces life to change.

Just like evolution in nature, however, the current path of evolution is singular—martial arts cultivation.

Of course, in any world, at any ti, within any race, there are those who choose to indulge and slacken.

But these existences out of sync with the Great Xia atmosphere will sooner or later be naturally eliminated.

It's like how High Tier Martial Artists will not combine with ordinary people or Middle and Lower Tier Martial Artists.

Not that there is no sentint or other reasons, but when working, it is even hard to cross that mbrane; even if crossed, it might be unintentionally crushed.

Even if a successful combination occurs, it is pointless; with too large a gap, successful reproduction is impossible.

Explained scientifically, life levels are different, and eggs and sperm cannot combine; the ultimate result can only be the stronger party consuming the weaker as a nutrient.

Currently, martial arts cultivation seems like a windfall; standing on it, even pigs can soar.

At the gates of Martial Arts Associations in every city of Great Xia.

There are long queues waiting for the martial artist test and assessnt.

Different from the past's young people; the line now includes the elderly and children.

Each person's face beams with confident smiles.

And most seem to be acquainted, chatting during the queuing process.

"Old Song, did you also break through!"

"Oh yes, who would have thought that these old bones would see the day I beco a martial artist; the environnt is better now. When I was younger, being a martial artist, anyone within ten miles would give you a thumbs up."

"Hahaha... Great Xia is indeed extraordinary, and that big shot is as well."

"Granny Song, did you bring your grandson to the assessnt too!"

"Of course, I broke through together with my grandson, and conveniently we're here to participate in the assessnt together."

"..."

The conversation seems less like a solemn martial artist assessnt and more like a group of grannies and grandpas bringing their grandchildren to the morning market.

anwhile, at the end of the line, a group of young people gazed at the seemingly interminable crowd ahead, couldn't help but twitch the corners of their mouths.