SWOOSH!
At the critical mont, the Jade Pendant in Zhang Chi’s mind flashed with light again.
The various illusions suddenly scattered and disappeared.
Zhang Chi’s consciousness instantly cleared, and the Spiritual Power and Blood Fla within his body also cald down.
Zhang Chi could still feel the tyrannical and restless aura contained within the Blood Fla, like a Fierce Beast that could devour its master at any mont.
But with the Jade Pendant present, all of this could be ignored.
Then, Zhang Chi finally had a mont to inspect the specific condition of his body and the Blood Fla.
He discovered that his ridians and Qi Sea had been transford by the Blood Fla, becoming tougher and wider.
With the enhancent from the Blood Fla, the circulation speed of his Cultivation Technique had beco faster.
A great deal of Spiritual Qi not of the Fire Elent was also refined by the Blood Fla, all of it converted into Magical Power.
A normal Fire Elent Cultivation Technique obviously wouldn’t have this function.
This was the main reason this Demon Technique could drastically increase one’s cultivation speed.
As the Blood Fla continuously refined and purified it, the quality of the Spiritual Power in his Qi Sea also improved, far surpassing that produced by a typical Low Grade Cultivation Technique. The resulting Spiritual Power was naturally more potent.
’The risk was worth it, after all!’
Zhang Chi nodded in satisfaction.
He roughly estimated that the Blood Fla accelerated his Cultivation by about thirty percent.
Furthermore, other Cultivators couldn’t possibly let this Blood Fla run wild; they would need to constantly appease and suppress it.
But he had the Jade Pendant and had no such need.
Therefore, for him, the Blood Fla’s actual effect should be even better—about thirty-five percent.
One shouldn’t underestimate that extra five percent. Over many years, it would make a huge difference.
In light of this, he decided not to change his Cultivation Technique during the Qi Cultivation Realm. Not unless a decent Middle Grade Cultivation Technique beca available, or if he truly couldn’t find the subsequent parts of his current one.
’So I’m a Demon Cultivator now. Who would’ve thought? But it’s fine to cultivate a Demon Technique. I can still achieve long life and use Sword Control, as long as I don’t indiscriminately slaughter the innocent.’
’Being a Cultivator who walks the line between righteous and evil is much more interesting than following the rigid Righteous Dao,’ Zhang Chi thought.
Next, he "looked" at the Jade Pendant and imdiately noticed it had turned orange—a very deep orange.
Evidently, the negative energy produced when he condensed the Blood Fla was unprecedentedly imnse.
Before this, even when he reached Entry Level with the Cultivation Technique, the Jade Pendant had only turned a light red.
Fortunately, the Blood Fla was now ford. Although it still continuously generated negative energy, the amount was much less than before.
As long as he didn’t make any other big moves, it wouldn’t be long before the Jade Pendant recovered on its own.
With that settled, he began to practice his Magic.
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"Manager, this disciple has sothing to report."
At the residence of the Cold Iron Mine’s manager, the Mine Guard Captain, who emanated a scorching aura, stood at the main gate, bowing his head and cupping his hands to request an audience.
"How many tis have I told you? We’re all fellow disciples. It’s just that you’re a servant disciple and I’m an Outer Disciple, so you can just call Senior Brother."
"Forget it, I can’t be bothered with you. Co in. Speak, what is it?"
The manager was a tall and upright Cultivator with a youthful appearance. Hearing this, he waved his hand, and the residence’s main door imdiately opened under the force of an invisible power.
"Yes, Senior Brother. It’s like this: ten days ago, five Mining Slaves died. They were in the sa cell and were all bitten to death by Four-legged Strange Snakes."
"But at the ti, Senior Brother, you were in seclusion, so this junior brother took the liberty of completely clearing out those Four-legged Strange Snakes and recovering their leg irons and so on."
The Guard Captain nodded hastily, walked into the room, and began to report respectfully.
"I understand. You handled it fine. But for such trivial matters in the future, there’s no need to report to specifically. Just keep a record," the Senior Brother Manager said impatiently.
"Your instruction is correct, Senior Brother. But among the Mining Slaves who died this ti was that kid you asked to keep an eye on," the Guard Captain continued.
"That kid? He’s finally dead? Tell the details." The Senior Brother Manager’s eyes instantly lit up.
"For the past few months, I’ve been following your orders to secretly monitor him. I discovered that about a month ago, the kid almost died, but then he suddenly beca much healthier," the Guard Captain said quickly.
"And then?" the Senior Brother Manager asked curiously.
"And then, before I had a chance to check on him more closely, he died. I suspect his cellmates had previously helped him catch Four-legged Strange Snakes for nourishnt. Unfortunately, they must have misjudged the situation, and it cost them all their lives," the Guard Captain continued.
"I see. You did a good job; this surveillance task can be considered complete. This bottle of Spirit-Storage Pills is your reward. Take it."
Realization dawned on the Senior Brother Manager. He casually took out a small Jade Bottle and tossed it to the Guard Captain.
"Many thanks, Senior Brother."
Overjoyed, the Guard Captain quickly caught it and carefully put it away.
"Speaking of that kid, it’s actually a pity. He had a Middle Grade Spirit Root and originally had a chance to enter the Outer Sect," the Senior Brother Manager remarked with a sigh.
"His Spirit Root was that good? Then how did he end up in such a state?" the Guard Captain asked in surprise.
"You know the Sect’s Nascent Soul Seed? The kid had so sort of grudge with him. As for the specifics, I’m not qualified to know," the Senior Brother Manager said with a slight smile.
"The one with the Celestial Spirit Root, who was taken as a disciple by the Supre Elder and advanced to the Qi Cultivation Middle Stage within three months of joining the Sect?" the Guard Captain exclaid.
"That’s the one. It’s said that he was only holding back to build a solid foundation; otherwise, he would have reached the Qi Cultivation Late Stage long ago. Everyone in the Sect says he will definitely beco a Foundation Establishnt Powerhouse before he turns twenty."
The Senior Brother Manager nodded, his face full of envy and admiration.
"Heavens, that fast?"
The Guard Captain was dumbfounded.
"Alright, these are all just rumors, and it’s hard to know what’s true. Don’t go spreading them around. Otherwise, even I will be in trouble, you understand?" the Senior Brother Manager said sternly.
"I understand. If you’re not reassured, Senior Brother, I can swear an oath."
The Guard Captain shuddered and patted his chest in assurance.
"Forget it. You may go. I’m going into seclusion again in a few days, and there are only six months left until the triennial mine cleaning. When the ti cos, just take your n and do it. No need to look for ," the Senior Brother Manager said, waving his hand dismissively.
"Yes, Senior Brother."
The Guard Captain nodded and respectfully took his leave.
’Heh heh, if I report this up the chain, I’ll definitely get another reward!’
After he left, the Senior Brother Manager’s deep and steady deanor vanished. He laughed heartily and sent out a Communication Talisman.
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Ti flew by, and in the blink of an eye, a month had passed. Zhang Chi had finally reached the Entry Level for all four of his magical arts.
At the sa ti, Zhang Chi’s Cultivation had taken a great step closer to the Qi Cultivation Second Layer.
After mastering the Fire Bomb Technique, his life improved significantly. He could finally eat cooked food.
He also discovered the best food in the mines: a type of rodent the Mining Slaves called a Rock Rat.
These things were the size of small cats. Although they were just ordinary rodents and nowhere near as nourishing as the Four-legged Strange Snakes, they were much tastier when roasted.
It was also worth ntioning that the Four-legged Snakes he had left behind had already begun to multiply.
A few of them, likely because they had been nourished by eating Old Xu and the others, had grown stronger than average and were even showing signs of breaking through their limits.
For him, the only drawback now was that his ridians, Qi Sea, and Divine Soul all had a limit to what they could endure.
Even the Jade Pendant was powerless to solve this problem, so he couldn’t just sit and cultivate Qi indefinitely.
Otherwise, his Cultivation would have broken through long ago.
Fortunately, besides Qi Cultivation, the remaining ti spent cultivating Magic wasn’t wasted either.
However, with no one to guide him, his progress in Magic was lackluster despite his hard work.
Magic was divided into Entry Level, Minor Success, Great Success, and Perfection. The higher the attainnt, the better the effect.
But for him to even reach Minor Success might take a year or two, let alone Great Success or Perfection.
’It’s ti for the next step—to get my hands on so other Cultivation Techniques and Magic.’
Thus, after finishing his Cultivation for the day, Zhang Chi once again turned his attention to the Mining Slaves.
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