Cultivation towards immortality, starting from being a fisherman Chapter 368 - 368 218 The New Sect Hierarch

Chapter 368: Chapter 218: The New Sect Hierarch! Chapter 368: Chapter 218: The New Sect Hierarch! Pot Cave Heaven.

Su Ping decided to press on while he was ahead. With the support of the Purification Potion, he wasn’t worried about the many possible aftereffects should his breakthrough fail.

With a thought, he took out a Purple Jade Ginseng from his Storage Spirit Artifact.

This was a gift from a Foundation Establishnt Cultivator whose na was no longer known, stored in his pouch.

Originally, it was a Purple Jade Ginseng of less than a hundred years.

Its best use was to concoct Purple Jade Ginseng Pills to enhance the mana and cultivation of Foundation Establishnt cultivators.

Su Ping had used Fruitful Spirit Water to age it to three hundred years.

That was the limit of growth for this type of Spiritual dicine.

Growing it further would not increase its effects on enhancing mana cultivation.

Su Ping directly swallowed the Purple Jade Ginseng.

In an instant, the liquid mana flowing inside his body seed to increase more than twofold!

Crack!

Su Ping felt as if he had broken so kind of shackle.

Imdiately after, an indescribable sense of relief swept through his body.

A vortex of spiritual energy burst forth from him.

The spiritual energy of the entire Pot Cave Heaven crazily surged into the room where Su Ping was, and he devoured it like a black hole.

Several two-hour periods later.

He opened his eyes, still hazy.

Su Ping imdiately sensed the presence of mana vortices both in his dantian and his Consciousness Sea.

These vortices harbored an imnse amount of mana.

He had never co across such a phenonon in the Inheritance Skills.

It was unclear whether this was due to his own constitution, the cultivation techniques, or a combination of both.

However, such an anomaly was clearly a positive change.

It was as if Su Ping had suddenly gained a much higher limit of mana.

Su Ping roughly estimated and found that each of these mana vortices stored about as much mana as his full capacity.

This ant that in the late period of his Foundation Establishnt, Su Ping had three tis the mana limit than a normal late perioid Foundation Establishnt Cultivator!

“Whew!”

Su Ping let out a long breath.

Then he went to the front yard and engaged in nurous real combat spars with Valkyrie Kong and others to quickly get to grips with his newly enhanced power.

…

A week after Saintess Teresa arrived in Huaqi Country,

united in purpose, with the full cooperation of the nurous violence departnts and devotees, the Evil Exorcism Ceremony covered the intended area’s population.

After this, Saintess Teresa conducted a prayer in the church for the followers with two nuns and then vanished from their sight.

At the sa ti, the Bishop in Europa was also summoned into the secret realm.

There they t White Crane Child who ca to greet them,

took the storage pouches from their hands,

gifted them new Inheritance Knowledge, and allowed them to rest in the secret realm for a while before,

returning to the Moonlight Listening Wind Pavilion. Su Ping swept his Divine Sense through the blood in these storages.

He confird that the billions of portions of blood far exceeded the lower estimate he had anticipated.

“It’s good to have help managing these tedious matters. If I had to stay in the church continuously casting, I couldn’t stand it!”

Su Ping took out the Array Plate and activated the previously laid out Blood God Array.

As the array activated,

the surrounding space turned into a reddish distorted area for Su Ping,

and underfoot transford into a sea of blood.

This sea of blood ca from slaughtering locations that provided the spirits and blood of livestock.

Then, as Su Ping initiated a secret technique,

dozens of blood-red diamond-shaped gemstones flew out from the storage bag.

With a series of popping noises, these gemstones shattered in midair, releasing the collected billions of blood drops.

“Blood God Blood Sacrifice!”

“Control blood with blood!”

Su Ping started running the secret techniques that had been continuously improved by successive Sect Hierarchs to control the blood god.

As weird syllables resounded through this space,

the boiling sea of blood suddenly sprouted chain after chain made of coagulated dark red blood.

These chains were long, erging from the blood sea and stretching indefinitely to the sky.

It wasn’t just one chain but hundreds to thousands erging from the blood sea and extending to the horizon.

Looking at the network of chains in this blood-red space,

Su Ping whispered:

“Chains of blood ford by the blood and thoughts of a billion mortals… Blood Chains.”

“Such lavish treatnt is unprecedented in the history of Blood God Sect, right?”

The Immortal Cultivation World is vast, even bigger than Water Blue Star.

Naturally, the total population is also not small.

But the Blood God Sect, situated in the mountainous and less fertile Southern Desolate, could only be considered mid-tier within the Southern Desolate Sects.

When there was no shortage of people in the Immortal Cultivation World, the Blood God Sect was suppressed by other sects within the Southern Desolate, while the top-tier Immortal Sects sat aloof, setting rules for cultivation.

And when those Immortal Sects declined, leading to a breakdown in customs,

the regional populations had already been greatly reduced, with the remaining becoming crucial resources contended for by various sects.

The Blood God Sect struggled even to maintain its existing territories and population, let alone expanding.

According to Su Ping’s mories,

even during the most prosperous era of the Blood God Sect, the population under their control never exceeded ten million.

Events involving a hundred thousand were already considered significant,

and activities on the scale of a million were few and far between.

It’s not that no Sect Hierarch had thought of helping mortals multiply, hoping that the increase in numbers would lead to a qualitative change;

but while the idea was good, it was hard to implent.

In the Southern Desolate, their power always fluctuated, and this year’s newly developed territory could very well be gifted to a rival as a trousseau the next year.

Over ti, powerful individuals lost interest in engaging in such unappreciated labors.

They reasoned it was better to invade the territory of others and snatch their cultivation seedlings to nurture into their own pillars of strength.