Chapter 35: Power Surge, So Comfortable!

Inside the underground world.

The Immortal Crane, carrying Chen Zheng like a cat, was behind a huge rock; its neck curled into a short, furry stub, and, like a quail, it peered stealthily toward the rapidly charging Yaksha Long Dragon in the distance, its round crane eyes showing fear.

"These Yakshas are also going to search for White Sea Zen. Brother Chen, the situation is tight; let's withdraw…"

The Immortal Crane turned back, about to tell Chen Zheng to leave, but saw his gaze toward the Yakshas like that of a predator, restless, and it was startled.

It hurriedly whispered, "You mustn't act recklessly and rouse the Yaksha army."

In the distance a Yaksha army was evident; although each was only at Physical Body Eightfold, hundreds to thousands surged together, and even though Chen Zheng was at Physical Body Ninth Layer, he could not stop them and would surely be torn to pieces.

Although it could fly, the terrain limited its altitude, while the Yakshas' jumping ability was astonishing—a single leap reached hundreds of zhang, easily allowing them to pounce on it.

Unfortunately, its persuasion had no effect at all.

As soon as the words finished, Chen Zheng used the crane's back to spring, launching like a cannonball, producing a series of booming explosions, and hurtling toward the distant Yaksha Long Dragon.

"It's over!"

Seeing this, the Immortal Crane sensed trouble, hastily turned, flapped its wings while sprinting wildly in the opposite direction, like a giant goose.

It didn't want to be buried together with Chen Zheng.

On this side, Chen Zheng's leap spanned over three hundred zhang, leaving a trail of afterimages, landing directly in front of the Yaksha squad, smashing the black earth into a huge pit.

Boom!

The ground shook, mountains trembled, and mud splashed.

"Who?"

"Enemy attack!"

"Male or female? If male, we eat them on the spot; if female, we capture and bring them back, offering them with the Yellow Springs Emperor's treasures to Lord Chi Long!"

The Yaksha squad startled, their charge halted, and they cried out in confusion, peering toward the huge pit Chen Zheng had created.

Before they could discern who was in the pit, Chen Zheng burst out, rushing to the two Yakshas at the front of the squad.

Pfft…

Two crisp sounds!

Chen Zheng thrust both hands forward in eagle claws, simultaneously piercing the heavenly spirit caps of the two Yakshas.

The Nether King True Body internal cultivation method activated, instantly draining!

With a casual flick, the two skeletal Yaksha corpses fell upright onto the ground.

"Human boy, you used my Underground Demons' blood‑sucking Demonic Cultivation; you shall die!"

Many Yakshas behind leapt like thunder, springing like mantises, lunging at Chen Zheng.

"Die!"

A Yaksha surged forward like a tiger descending a mountain, brandishing a massive steel trident over two zhang long that glinted coldly, thrusting it fiercely at Chen Zheng's face.

The strike was powerful and heavy enough to pierce three or four giant elephants at once, stringing them together for a roast.

Bang!

Chen Zheng didn't even glance, his long arm shot out, soaring straight up like a divine dragon swishing its tail, and with a flick struck the steel trident, instantly bending it.

The trident tip rotated 180 degrees, slicing into the Yaksha's belly like cutting tofu, tearing its intestines apart.

"Ah…"

The Yaksha let out an earth‑shaking, heart‑rending wail, desperately trying to cover the spilling intestines, but its hands froze mid‑air, abruptly stopping.

Because one of Chen Zheng's arms, at some point, had shattered the thick scales on its chest, piercing straight into its torso, instantly turning it into a dry corpse. "Damn it, kill it, kill it quickly!"

In the blink of an eye, Chen Zheng had slashed three Yakshas; rather than frightening the others behind, it enraged them, their seven orifices smoking, and they roared, charging to kill.

The Underground Demons clan is naturally ferocious, famously fearless of death; the word "fear" doesn't even exist in their dictionary.

That aligns perfectly with Chen Zheng's wishes.

If the Yakshas feared him and scattered in hundreds or thousands, he would have to chase each, costing time and effort, and inevitably some would slip through.

Now they don't flee but come to kill voluntarily, saving him much effort.

And the Demons clan is inherently opposed to humans; when they kill, they are ruthless.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh!

Almost simultaneously, dozens of steel tridents in the Yakshas' hands were hurled like javelins, streaking through the air toward Chen Zheng.

Chen Zheng shifted his form, employing the movement technique within the Nether King True Body, like a thunderclap tearing the sky, vanishing instantly, causing dozens of tridents to miss.

Puff puff puff puff…

He plunged into the Yaksha horde; his shadows were everywhere. Whenever an old shadow vanished and a new one formed, two Yaksha corpses fell.

This novel you…

When the many Yakshas pursued Chen Zheng, they swarmed like headless flies, unable to grasp his hem, as if they were offering their heads for him to kill.

A one‑sided slaughter.

"So comfortable."

As the refined blood essence spread through his limbs and bones, continuously nourishing his flesh, Chen Zheng finally wore a satisfied expression.

Since leaving the South Sea region and joining the Feather Ascension Gate, he hadn't felt the thrill of a power surge for over ten days.

As for cultivating by ingesting pills, it's as slow as a turtle, unless one takes a heavenly‑grade pill like the Nine Orifice Golden Pill.

"With his strength, he must be at the Physical Body Tenth Layer Divine Transformation Realm, right? Yet he cultivated Demonic Cultivation? That Demonic Cultivation is such a waste; just sucking blood isn't enough. He should skewer these Yaksha corpses, add some salt and mustard—that would be delicious."

In the distance, the Immortal Crane, at some point, had returned behind the large rock where it had hidden, peeking toward Chen Zheng, watching the Yaksha corpses on the ground mutter, drooling.

Immortal Cranes like him are extremely prized in the Feather Ascension Gate; daily, servants who raise spirit beasts carefully attend to them, bringing wild wolves, tigers, bears, even demonic beasts for them to eat, so their mouths have become very picky.

But they have never eaten Yakshas.

As for Chen Zheng's cultivation of Demonic Cultivation, it was only mildly surprised and then paid little mind.

First, this blood‑sucking Demonic Cultivation is common in the cultivation world; compared to true demon lords, it's a minor witch compared to a great witch.

Like the Bloodshadow Demon Sect among the Seven Veins of the Demonic Path, it would casually throw hundreds of billions of living beings from an entire star outside the realm into a blood pool to be refined to death.

Second, as early as three thousand years ago, when the contemporary headmaster Feng Baiyu ascended, he stopped prohibiting disciples from practicing Demonic Cultivation and using demonic weapons.

And he plainly said: if used righteously, it is righteous; if used evilly, it is evil.

"Be careful!"

Xian He was silently thinking that after Chen Zheng finished killing the yaksha, he would definitely have a big meal, when suddenly he seemed to see some terrifying thing appear, and he shivered all over with a startled chill.

It turned around again and fled, flailing its hind legs as it sprinted wildly.

It was actually chivalrous, not forgetting to remind Chen Zheng of a line.

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(End of Chapter)