Wasted Spiritual Root to Embark on Demonic Cultivation

Chapter 185

He swallowed with a tight throat. “Brother, don’t scare me. Is he really about to form a Nascent Soul?”“How could that be false?!”

Zhuo Shouqing’s eyes widened. Just as he was about to continue speaking, the maid who had gone out to order food returned. A group of attendants quickly carried in a large table and chairs.

Bowls, chopsticks, handkerchiefs, wine… all were placed neatly.o share.”

Whether truth or not, this went beyond the binding of the Nether River contract. To speak so at this time meant it was genuine, and Wang Yu had to accept the favor.

He remembered Zhuo Shouqing’s greed and cruelty, but he would also remember this help. Whatever hidden motives might exist, favor was favor, unrelated to character.

Even if it is a heinous villain who has killed countless people, if he raised you or saved your life, you still must acknowledge that debt of gratitude.

Wang Yu feared nothing more than this kind of situation.

An open scheme truly is the most insoluble strategy in the world.

“Sigh.”

After Wang Yu calmed his state of mind, Zhuo Shouqing continued speaking.

“At present, I have two possible solutions. First, you can go deep into the territory of the Ghostfang Clan and not show yourself for a hundred years. This is the most secure method, though you may encounter some troubles that originally belonged to me.

“Second, you can continue spreading the news that you used the Foundation Seizing Great Method to build your Foundation, thereby concealing the abnormal speed of your cultivation. Doing so will last only until you break through to Core Formation. If Fu Xiao pays even a little attention to your experiences, he will certainly discover the problem.”

To be honest, both of these options were garbage. Wang Yu asked with confusion.

“Can’t you just mobilize experts of the Zhuo clan in the Ghostfang Clan and directly kill him?”

Zhuo Shouqing rolled his eyes.

“I am a wasted young master, while Fu Xiao is a peak Core Formation cultivator. If I could mobilize people to kill him, why would I need to sign the Nether River Pact with you? Do you think this is a game?

“Besides, I am not sure whether he has ties to the True Lord Nine Evils. We cannot take such a risk.”

That made sense.

Wang Yu pondered.

“Sometimes inaction is better than reckless action. Since you have such strong intelligence-gathering ability, just have someone keep an eye on Fu Xiao. Is he not seeking opportunities at Vermilion Bird Sacred Mountain? He definitely will not return anytime soon. Until then, we just stay vigilant. There is no need for deliberate concealment.”

Hearing this, Zhuo Shouqing nodded.

“Fourth Brother is indeed perceptive. But within the family’s intelligence network, I can only see a portion and mobilize some minor figures. You see…”

“Hehe, Brother Zhuo certainly has other methods.”

Wang Yu rubbed his hands, stood up to pour wine and serve dishes, acting like a dutiful junior, which immediately made Zhuo Shouqing narrow his eyes in comfort.

After thirty rounds of wine and countless dishes.

They no longer discussed serious matters, but idly chatted while the night fell outside the window.

Outside the door.

“Master, Madam Chaoyun sent people to deliver four beauties.”

“Let them in. You may leave.”

“Yes.”

Upon hearing this, Zhuo Shouqing grinned.

“As expected, Fourth Brother understands me. Do you know how stifled I have been on this journey?”

“Go, go, do not pull me into this.”

“Why not together?”

When Wang Yu tried to leave, Zhuo Shouqing pulled him back with a mischievous grin. “It was one thing back in the sect, but you still have never joined your brother before.”

“You are drunk. I—”

Wang Yu had intended to refuse, but when he saw the four delicate beauties push the door open, his body trembled violently.

How long had it been.

Indeed, just today his Corpse Demon Secret Technique had been completed to the second rank, along with his physique further integrated. Though some minor side effects still lingered, they were not serious.

For a moment, his desire surged uncontrollably. With a sideways glance at Zhuo Shouqing, he thought it really was the perfect timing.

“Brother Zhuo, do not say I am unwilling. I just fear it might hit your pride.”

“What nonsense. I am a Foundation Establishment cultivator.”

“Very well.”

Clap.

As the great hall doors closed, shadows under the lamplight overlapped, carrying a hazy charm, perfectly one man with two companions.

“My lord, please cherish Wanwan to your heart’s content.”

The next morning.

At dawn’s first light.

Refreshed and clear-headed, Wang Yu instructed maids to look after Zhuo Shouqing, then left the main hall alone and returned to his secret chamber to continue what had been left unfinished yesterday.

Regrowing his severed limb.

He had awaited this day for so long. Counting the years, since entering the Dao at sixteen, he was now already fifty-four, having passed two-thirds of an ordinary mortal’s lifespan.

He had long forgotten what it felt like to move his left arm.

“I must try it.”

Sinking his consciousness inward, the Corpse Demon Secret Technique began circulating. The two Yin Blood Pills that had been nurtured within his marrow blood were guided to the severed left shoulder.

Wang Yu tapped with his right hand, shattering both secret pills.

A surge of rich yin qi and corpse qi mixed with his special blood essence erupted.

“Urgh—”

An unprecedented itching sensation gathered at the stump of his left shoulder. First, oddly hued bones began to grow, followed by meridians, muscles, and blood vessels.

When the power of the two Yin Blood Pills was fully consumed.

What appeared was only a bloodied arm without skin. Wang Yu gave a helpless smile.

“As expected, still lacking a little. But as long as I continue condensing Yin Blood Pills, it will succeed.”

He temporarily replaced all five Idle Slots with the Corpse Demon Secret Art.

At once, endless power feedback surged, accelerating the condensation of Yin Blood Pills.

In only a single day, a new secret pill was successfully born.

Repeating the previous process.

Tender new flesh began to grow, and soon Wang Yu felt the sensation of having a complete limb once again.