Chapter 237: Upper Realm Wu Xian
By the time the room emptied.
Shen Yi shook his head.
In fact, revealing his body-refining cultivation was always part of his plan.
After all, he still relied on the Wumiao for incense offerings, yet needed to go out and slay demons to harvest lifespan and demon blood; as a Yin Spirit cultivator, he had to have an explanation for why he could kill Demon Kings across various lands.
He gripped the Jin Langyu talisman tightly and opened the panel once more.
As the demon lifespans poured into the Three Origins Ascension Art, abundant incense wish-power gathered again.
Yin Spirits, if they required direct personal control, were actually of little use to Shen Yi, but if they could be controlled via a demon soul, the concept was entirely different.
Just like this time.
By acting together with Lady Qinghua, they could harvest double the demon lifespans.
"Should this incense wish-power be enough to break through to the Upper Realm Wu Xian?"
Shen Yi looked at the deduction prompts surging on the panel; through countless attempts, the Yin Spirit had clearly found a path suited to itself, the white mist circulating within it becoming increasingly perfect, so no major issues should arise from now on.
Two cloud patterns meant the Upper Realm Wu Xian.
Yet this technique was called the "Three Origins Ascension Art."
That meant the Upper Realm was not the peak.
But whether from the General or Zhu Shixiong Wu, both said that after reaching the Upper Realm, one could consider condensing a Golden Body.
Probably due to the scarcity of lifespan?
Shen Yi decided to practice first; after all, demon lifespans were still plentiful, and the Wumiao lacked nothing in incense wish-power.
【Year 2400, with sufficient incense wish-power supplementation, a second cloud pattern slowly appeared around your Yin Spirit, its body solidifying into substance, its expression growing increasingly indifferent, originating from the mundane yet detached from it; this is the Upper Realm of the Wu Xian】
【Three Origins Ascension Art Perfected】
Within the Qi Sea, the Yin Spirit's momentum had clearly overwhelmed the Dao Infant.
It sat like an exiled immortal.
Two cloud patterns swirled behind it like the Yin-Yang fish.
"Come out."
Shen Yi used his divine sense to communicate with Lady Qinghua.
Yet there was not a single sound of movement inside the room.
"Hm?"
Shen Yi frowned and sank into internal vision once more.
He saw the Yin Spirit struggling to stand, but like a newborn infant, its two legs trembled, and it fell back onto its bottom with a thud.
All trace of the exiled immortal's demeanor was gone.
Shen Yi found it hard to imagine what ridicule others would utter if they saw a Yin Spirit in such a state... that thing was wearing his own face.
"My Lord, please grant Qinghua a little more time."
Lady Qinghua, her voice nearly breaking into sobs, struggled to rise within the Qi Sea.
If she just tried a little harder, she wouldn't be replaced!
"..."
Shen Yi watched the Yin Spirit fall more than ten times and confirmed it simply could not stand.
He sighed with a touch of pity.
It seemed the ten thousand years of demon lifespan could not be deferred any longer.
Never mind; since he had earned so much this time, there was no need to be so stingy.
His divine sense shifted slightly.
The ten thousand years of lifespan transformed into a single demon source essence and was sent to the description belonging to Lady Qinghua on the panel.
The Yin Spirit immediately ceased its movements.
As time passed, a far more powerful aura began to radiate from within.
【Demon King (Precious): Lady Qinghua】
The characters on the panel also changed.
In the next moment, the Yin Spirit exited the body; two auspicious clouds enveloped the room, and a handsome young man stepped out from the clouds, his robes fluttering, his aura otherworldly.
It perfectly matched Shen Yi's imagination of himself.
He nodded in satisfaction.
Lady Qinghua departed from the Yin Spirit, returning to her demon soul form; her plump figure knelt solemnly before Shen Yi's feet, her voice like silver bells: "I am grateful for my Lord's bounty; Qinghua will certainly not fail my Lord's expectations."
"No great expectations; just work hard."
Shen Yi stood up, pondering how to earn back that ten thousand years using Lady Qinghua.
He retracted both the Yin Spirit and Lady Qinghua into his body.
He looked up at the incredibly thin white mist in the sky.
The incense wish-power of the entire Zhen Mo Si was already at its limit supporting a single Upper Realm Wu Xian.
It was time to find Zhu Shixiong and ask if there were any other vacancies.
The green robe on that person looked quite nice.
"Better to wait a few days."
Shen Yi walked out the door, suddenly changing his mind.
Although the other party already regarded him as a genius, this speed was indeed somewhat exaggerated.
After all, taking the incense power was for refining the Golden Body Art anyway.
Better to go to the Martial Arsenal first, pick a Golden Body Art to learn, and only think about incense wish-power once he had roughly mastered the basics.
Moreover, although Wu Xian is a shortcut that allows for rapid advancement, I primarily cultivate the Slain Hunyuan path, and I might as well take a look at some Slain Hunyuan martial arts.
With this thought, Shen Yi turned his steps and walked toward the arsenal.
The Imperial City Arsenal.
Shen Yi used the Golden Wolf Talisman to summon the Golden Jade staircase, then quickly descended.
At the entrance stood the same skin-and-bones old man.
But this time, upon seeing Shen Yi, his expression shifted slightly, and he greeted him proactively: "You're here? Go ahead and enter."
The wandering Yin Spirits within the arsenal all stopped in their tracks, looking over with curiosity.
"..."
Shen Yi nodded in response.
It was obvious that these Wu Xian were bored to the extreme; in such a short time, the incident in the courtyard had already spread throughout this place.
"Wu Xian methods or Body Tempering methods?"
A Wu Xian approached with a smile, making a casual joke.
It was the first time in the entire Great Qian that a Yin Spirit cultivator had attempted Body Tempering.
"Thank you, I wish to see the Golden Body methods," Shen Yi said politely.
Before his words had fully faded, the other Wu Xian looked over again.
Old Ghost Wu had indeed said the arsenal was fully open to the youth, but less than an hour had passed, and this person was already eager to come and view the Golden Body methods... This impatient nature, curious about all things, indeed fit the identity of a young prodigy.
No one offered advice; they simply smiled and pointed the direction for Shen Yi.
There stood a living example there.
One glance at this prodigy would be more awakening to him than a thousand words.
Shen Yi followed the direction to the corner of the library hall.
It was a small pavilion.
At the entrance was a Yin Spirit, overlapping with a skeleton, maintaining a "sitting posture" of deep thought.
"Senior, please make way."
Shen Yi could have simply passed through the Yin Spirit, but he could not pass through a skeleton frame, and the other happened to be blocking the middle.
"Ah... oh..."
The Yin Spirit dazedly looked up, then turned, picked up the skeleton frame, placed it to the side, and overlapped his body with it again.
After a moment of stunned silence, he asked: "Are you here to see the Golden Body methods?"
Shen Yi had just stepped into the pavilion and glanced sideways: "Mm."
"I'll accompany... you."
The Yin Spirit floated up blankly, revealing a self-satisfied smile: "I have read all twenty-plus Golden Body methods here, memorized them by heart; there is no cultivator in the entire Great Qian more skilled in Golden Body methods than I."
Speaking of Golden Body methods, his speech became much more fluent.
"My surname is... I've forgotten... just call me Zhu Shixiong."
"Thank you, Zhu Shixiong."
Shen Yi raised an eyebrow slightly; obviously, the other was the type of cultivator limited by aptitude, unable to break through to Soul Transformation, resulting in a withered physical body.
Fortunately, my demon lifespan is abundant.
Otherwise, I would likely face the same outcome.
(End of this chapter)
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