Chapter 25: Peerless Secret Manual

So, he handed the mission to Shi Hao, while he himself fully enjoyed the feast. Though the battle drained energy, it also reaped abundant rewards.

The flames blazed, fat dripped onto the fire with a sizzle. Watching the Renzu Buluo sing and dance in extraordinary revelry, Zhou Yi felt a calm within.

In the Heavenly Court, Taiyi Shen barely managed to quell his anger, then heard the news that the Human Race was roasting his own general.

In an instant, a massive oppressive pressure surged across the Heavenly Court like a tsunami.

The golden crow's phantom above his head whistled incessantly, as if about to break through the Heavenly Court's dome.

The multitude of celestial soldiers and generals quivered under the pressure, refusing to utter a sound.

The demon messenger who arrived to deliver the news collapsed on the ground, his whole body shaking.

"This time it was your negligence; next time you must atone for this shame," Di Cun said evenly, though his eyes blazed with fury. Zhu Song, munching on roasted meat, mused that the next time his appetite struck, he would seize more demons to roast.

Shi Hao stood beside Zhu Song; beneath the setting sun, Zhu Song patted his round belly and laughed, "Brother, let's part ways today."

Shi Hao hurried to his feet, "Take care, big brother; I'll see you off."

The two linked arms, laughing all the way, their bond deep. Upon reaching the valley mouth, Shi Hao conjured a jar of wine and hot meat wrapped in leaves; Zhu Song took it, his heart warmed.

"Brother, you're a true man; I, Zhu Song, have faith in you. If the Demon Race causes trouble later, remember to seek me; the Wu Clan's gates are always open to you."

Zhu Song pounded his chest, his bravado soaring. Shi Hao's eyes were resolute: "Big brother, rest assured, this won't happen again." He silently swore that within a hundred years he would renew the Human Race.

Zhu Song gazed at Shi Hao for a moment, his concern evident, then drew two Demon Race secret manuals from his coat, "Brother, these two manuals might aid you." He then solemnly handed them over and waved farewell.

At that moment, in the valley, Yao Yan and Zhou Yi were hotly debating the Human Race's future. Shi Hao came back, brandishing the manual, "Look at this."

Yao Yan's eyes darted, his hands swift as he flipped the pages, his heart stirred. These two cultivation techniques held boundless potential, perhaps enabling the Human Race to breakthrough the Great Dao realm.

Shi Hao chewed the roasted meat, casually saying, "Soaking in beast blood makes the bones considerably tougher."

Yao Yan, upon hearing, asked eagerly, "Can it speed up spiritual energy absorption?"

Shi Hao nodded, saying nothing further. It turned out this method was commonplace for him, yet unknown to everyone else.

Zhou Yi spoke, "Share your thoughts." The three sat together, each voicing their views. Shi Hao stressed fundamentals, Yao Yan refined techniques; after they finished, Zhou Yi closed his eyes to ponder.

A wondrous sight unfolded: Zhou Yi's body glowed with golden light, principles swirled, space warped, phantom silhouettes materialized then shattered, trial after trial, failure after failure.

As the crowd despaired, a golden giant dragon sliced the heavens, charging straight at Zhou Yi.

The dragon's roar shook the heavens; Zhou Yi's scattered thoughts vanished, the light of merit fell like spring rain, his mind opened clearly.

On the one‑thousandth try, the technique finally completed its cycle, a torrent of information flooded in; Zhou Yi snapped his eyes open, joy barely contained: "The Human Race's method is done!"

Sui Huang, overjoyed, instantly teleported beside Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi shouted, "Someone, ready the beast blood!"

Xiao Ling'er and Shan, without hesitation, stepped forward.

Yao Yan, though hesitant, saw Zhou Yi's resolute gaze, and his doubts instantly dissolved.

Two pits emerged; Xiao Ling'er and Shan vaulted in.

Shi Hao retrieved fire raven essence blood, dropped it into boiling water; the surface instantly turned blood‑red, steam billowed.

Zhou Yi lightly brushed the water's surface; the boiling water churned, and under Shi Hao's essence blood, the trial officially began.

The two immersed in beast blood, their skin turning red swiftly, as if cooked. Their foreheads were dotted with large beads of sweat, strangely blood‑red.

"Focus, don't get distracted," Shi Hao hurriedly reminded.

He knew the process was both perilous and rife with opportunity; if successful, it would bring massive change to the pair.

Zhou Yi didn't pause his actions; with a light tap, two bolts of golden light shot into their foreheads like meteors. "Follow this technique, remember to complete the entire cycle without interruption."

Xiao Ling'er and Shan immediately followed the instructions.

In an instant, the pool's liquid churned violently, bubbles constantly bubbling up from the bottom.

The once blood‑red liquid gradually cleared. This surprised Shi Hao, who looked to Zhou Yi for answers.

Zhou Yi used his divine perception to scrutinize the two youths, his eyes shining with delight. Not only because they made no errors, but also because their innate talent far surpassed expectations.

"Continue!" Zhou Yi commanded, and again added fire raven essence blood. The pool boiled anew.

After repeating several times, with the final drop of essence blood, the pool finally calm. Xiao Ling'er and Shan's aura underwent a fundamental transformation.

They had already neared the Human Immortal realm; propelled by fire raven essence blood, they smoothly crossed this threshold. Beautiful music rang from the heavens, heralding the birth of the Human Race's youngest Human Immortal.

Their bodies rose involuntarily, and behind each, a phantom of a fire bird and a flame tiger manifested.

After the phantoms faded, they opened their eyes, which glittered with unprecedented radiance.

"Excellent, excellent!" Zhou Yi exclaimed repeatedly, praising their progress.

Afterwards, he taught everyone present a new technique called the Blood Transfer Technique, and all were immersed in its marvel.

This cultivation method is the cornerstone of the Human Race's ascent, allowing ordinary people to progress from mediocrity to greatness, even to the Earth Immortal realm, establishing a solid foundation for the entire journey.

Once in the Earth Immortal realm, practicing other techniques encounters no resistance, its marvels astonishing.

"How is it? With this, can you smoothly transition to the techniques you have in mind, making it much easier?" Zhou Yi said, smiling at everyone.

Everyone examined the technique several times carefully, all deeming it a peerless secret manual.

By soaking in beast blood, one not only strengthens the body but also prematurely reveals the spiritual root, offering precise guidance for the Human Race's development.

Even those unable to cultivate can improve their physique and boost survival ability.

The following morning, Yao Yan and others opened a larger area on the valley's side, digging tens of thousands of large pits and filling them with water.

The night before, Shi Hao and his group captured many members of the Demon Race; those pits were soon filled with demon blood.

Everyone, under the guidance of the three Sui Ren, learned the technique, then entered the pool to cultivate.

The valley's temperature rose instantly, as if it became a massive furnace, with breakthrough cries echoing, displaying the Human Race's advantage. When the population base is large enough, geniuses naturally emerge.

With too many participants, they proceeded in batches. After the first batch finished, several clan members successfully broke through to the Golden Core realm. Given it was their first cultivation attempt, such achievement was exceptionally rare.

Next, Shan and Xiao Ling'er led a squad to hunt the Demon Race and gather fresh blood, their primary mission.

Fortunately, near Mount Buzhou lay a Demon Race outpost; its demon soldiers were many but of modest strength, and the two, leveraging their newly elevated power, launched covert actions.