Chapter 292: Recovery

Meng Yifan looked at the Game Panel, and the countdown time was surprisingly as long as ten days.

The first time he returned to Earth, the countdown was only one hour; the second time he returned, the countdown was three days; by the third time he returned, the countdown was five days; and for the fourth return, the countdown had already extended to ten days.

It was obvious that as Meng Yifan continued to return, the time he could stay on Earth would become longer and longer. This was a good thing for Meng Yifan; he could make sufficient preparations within these ten days, then find a safe place to calmly face the Thunder Tribulation.

Meng Yifan walked out of the room and quickly arrived at the Underground Demon Cave with the Demon Cores.

"Master, I have brought you one Fourth Grade Demon Core, twelve Third-grade Demon Cores, and over five hundred Second Grade Demon Cores. Please absorb them quickly and recover your cultivation as soon as possible."

Meng Yifan handed a bag filled with Demon Cores to Zhang Sanfeng.

"Over five hundred Demon Cores?" Zhang Sanfeng was stunned for a moment, unable to believe what he had heard. When he opened the bag and looked at the Demon Cores packed inside, Zhang Sanfeng still could not believe that what he saw was real.

These Demon Cores were filled with abundant energy, and some even had traces of blood on them; they were clearly freshly harvested Demon Cores.

A single Demon Core represented that Meng Yifan had killed one Demon Beast.

This bag contained over five hundred Demon Cores of Second Grade or higher, which meant that Meng Yifan had recently killed over five hundred Demon Beasts of Second Grade or higher.

However, Earth had long since entered the End of Dharma Era, and Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi was exhausted; not only were Immortal Cultivators becoming fewer and fewer, but the number of Demon Beasts was also decreasing rapidly.

Even if all the Demon Beasts on the globe were added together, there might not even be five hundred of them that were Second Grade or higher, so where did Meng Yifan get so many Demon Cores?

Zhang Sanfeng's heart was filled with doubt and confusion, but he did not ask about the origin of the Demon Cores.

Every high-level Immortal Cultivator had their own opportunities. In the past, Zhang Sanfeng was able to become a Fifth-grade Cultivator and a top-tier bigwig in the Shenzhou Cultivation World, so he naturally had his own opportunities as well.

The path of immortal cultivation is inherently about defying Heaven and changing one's fate; without opportunities, it is impossible to go far on this path.

Zhang Sanfeng did not care where Meng Yifan got the Demon Cores. That Meng Yifan could bring the Demon Cores over at the first opportunity to let Zhang Sanfeng recover his cultivation already moved Zhang Sanfeng greatly, so why bother probing into Meng Yifan's secrets?

Having lived for over a thousand years, Zhang Sanfeng had long since become a worldly-wise expert; he would certainly not pursue Meng Yifan's secrets—that was a foolish thing only an idiot would do.

Since Meng Yifan did not say, it meant he did not want to say, and so Zhang Sanfeng would not ask more.

Meng Yifan dared to take out so many Demon Cores partly because he admired Zhang Sanfeng's character, and also because he needed him to recover his strength as soon as possible to better suppress the Demon Cave fiends.

On the other hand, Meng Yifan would soon be undergoing the Thunder Tribulation. Once he became a Fifth-grade Cultivator, Meng Yifan would temporarily have the strength to crush Zhang Sanfeng, and by then, he would naturally no longer need to worry about his secrets being leaked.

Moreover, the Game Panel was directly bound to Meng Yifan; it was more like a computer program that only Meng Yifan could see, and it did not even have a concrete physical form.

Even if Zhang Sanfeng had crooked thoughts and wanted to snatch it, he would have no way to start.

"Eh! Yifan, your cultivation has reached the Fourth Grade Peak." Zhang Sanfeng looked at Meng Yifan with his jaw dropped, as if he were looking at a monster wearing human skin.

The difficulty of immortal cultivation is as hard as ascending to Heaven.

Especially on Earth now, where Spirit Qi is exhausted, even bigwigs like Zhang Sanfeng, even if they hide in deep mountains and old forests and do not touch the dust of the mundane world, find it very difficult to keep their realm from declining.

What was going on with Meng Yifan? His cultivation was like riding a rocket, shooting straight upward; such a speed of improvement was truly too terrifying.

"Haha, I had a sudden realization and broke through," Meng Yifan said perfunctorily. He did not explain too much on this issue and said, "Master, please absorb the Demon Cores as soon as possible and recover your cultivation."

"This base is not safe. The Western vampires, the Dongying devils, and a Death Organization all have very strong power. They could attack this base at any time, and when that happens, I will have to rely on you to show your great power and suppress those evil demons and heretics."

Although Zhang Sanfeng stayed in the depths of the Ancient Tomb, when Carlisle, Abe Seimei, and Shawang Suxi entered the Ancient Tomb back then, Zhang Sanfeng had discovered them and knew that the group of evil demons and heretics on Earth still possessed formidable strength.

Back in the day, the land of Shenzhou had abundant Spirit Qi, which made other cultivators from all over the world drool with envy, dreaming of invading Shenzhou to snatch cultivation resources.

However, at that time, the Shenzhou Cultivation World was powerful, and after several great battles, the other cultivators were beaten to a crushing defeat and fled in a sorry state.

When the Eight-Nation Alliance invaded China, there was an invasion by vampire families behind the scenes.

When the Japanese Invaders invaded China, the Onmyoji and Ninja came out in full force, but they were all driven out under the desperate resistance of the Shenzhou Cultivation World.

Having experienced many slaughters, both sides had long since forged a blood feud, and the Shenzhou cultivators and the other cultivators on Earth would sooner or later have another battle.

However, the Shenzhou Cultivation World had now reached an awkward situation where experts were withering and there was a lack of successors.

Zhang Sanfeng knew that he bore a heavy responsibility. He was not an indecisive person, so he took out that Fourth Grade Demon Core and swallowed it in one gulp.

With Zhang Sanfeng's cultivation realm, he quickly refined that Fourth Grade Demon Core from Zhu Ganglie. The injuries on Zhang Sanfeng's body recovered rapidly, and the cultivation fluctuations within his body became stronger and stronger, soon recovering to the Fourth Grade Peak; he was only a step away from recovering to the Fifth Grade realm again.

But just this step was very difficult to overcome to return to the past. Other low-grade Demon Cores could only maintain Zhang Sanfeng's daily consumption but could not make him break through to the Fifth Grade realm.

To advance to a Fifth-grade Cultivator, one needed at least a Fifth Grade Demon Core, which was a treasure that was almost impossible to find on Earth. However, in the Great Martial Heavenly Dynasty World, Demon Beasts were rampant, and there were many Fifth Grade Demon Beasts.

After Meng Yifan broke through to the Fifth Grade, he would have to fight the Fifth Grade Demon Beast Lang Batian upon his return, and perhaps next time he returned to Earth, he could bring a Fifth Grade Demon Core back for Zhang Sanfeng.

Using Demon Cores to recover cultivation had side effects; the body would involuntarily mutate toward the Demon Beast.

Zhang Sanfeng absorbed Zhu Ganglie's Demon Core, and the hair on his body became very dense. However, Zhang Sanfeng was free-spirited by nature; as long as he could recover his strength, he did not care about the extra hair on his body.

"Haha, Yifan, my strength has recovered a lot now. Combined with the Ancient Tomb Array, I can already completely seal off the Demon Cave. Moreover, I still have the spare energy to control the Flying Sword to kill enemies invading the base from a distance," Zhang Sanfeng said.

"That is truly great." Meng Yifan was overjoyed. With Zhang Sanfeng guarding the place, the safety of the entire base rose sharply, and even if Meng Yifan left the base, he would not need to worry about it.