"Absorb the spirit of blood? Refine ten Flying Yakshas into Shuras? There is such a method? If this can be done, couldn't I walk sideways in the future?"
Fang Han was endlessly shocked in his heart.
Facing the demon army charging toward him, his mind was originally as still as water, fighting with all his might, raising his spirit to a realm of putting life and death out of consideration. But this sentence from Yan shocked him awake.
He had collected ten Flying Yakshas in the Yellow Springs Dragon Diagram, the corpse of the Pink Prince, a Blood Cotton Demon Garment, an Ethereal Wind Sword, a Silver Snake Sword, a Red Desire Sword, plus four flying swords of outer disciples, totaling seven flying swords. None of these things could be used now, and not a trace of news could be leaked, otherwise fatal disaster would not be far away.
"Of course, demon sect spells are all about forceful plundering. Devouring souls to enhance one's own power. I swallowed the Heavenly Rooster Pure Yang Rope, and now I can slightly utilize some spells. I can deploy the Yellow Springs Sect's Blood Transformation Art, using the Yellow Springs Holy Water to wash away the spiritual impurities within, and refine the souls of the living creatures you kill into highly nourishing pure blood pills to concentrate their essence. Feeding them to the Flying Yakshas will accelerate their growth, letting them metamorphose into Shuras. Although a Shura cannot cast spells, it possesses the strength of thirteen horses. With tyrannical power, the physical strength is enough to rival experts in the Divine Ability Realm. If you can kill all the demon army here, the blood pills refined could probably birth four or five Shuras."
Yan's voice also sounded somewhat excited.
"Plundering souls, Blood Transformation Art, refining into blood pills… This is the true demonic path… demonic path…" Fang Han exclaimed in amazement.
Soul and spirit; Soul refers to a person's spirit.
Spirit refers to a person's vital blood.
No matter what living creature dies, their vital blood dissipates, and their spirit also scatters with the wind, because the spirit is yin, and vital blood is yang. A human body unites yin and yang in balance; losing either side results in immediate death.
The cultivation methods of the demonic path generally involve killing living creatures, refining them into highly nourishing spiritual medicines, and consuming them to enhance one's own physical body and spirit.
Just like forging a good sword, if living humans, babies, fierce tigers, or spiritual snakes are used as sacrifices for the furnace, it will certainly produce a good sword.
The immortal path, however, mostly uses spiritless vegetation and spiritual stones refined into pills to enhance the physical body, and then uses the body's own power to develop divine abilities. This is the fundamental difference between the immortal and demonic paths.
However, the demonic path plundering the souls of living creatures to enhance one's own physical body and spirit has drawbacks, because no matter what living creature is killed, even if refined into a pill, some impure spiritual imprints still remain in it. If consumed too much, the impure spiritual imprints will invade one's own mind, causing mental derangement and qi deviation.
Therefore, the immortal path is steady and secure. Although cultivation is slow, it generally does not lead to qi deviation. The demonic path cultivates rapidly, but the chance of qi deviation is astonishingly high; out of a thousand people cultivating the demonic path, basically nine hundred and ninety will die.
However, Yan said that if Yellow Springs Holy Water is added when refining the blood pills, it can completely eradicate the residual spiritual imprints within the blood pills, turning them into pure blood pills.
The Yellow Springs River water has the effect of washing the spirit of blood, which is also the reason why it can re-temper those flying swords.
There are also folklore legends that drinking the Yellow Springs River water will make one forget their past life memories and start anew.
Such a temptation was simply luring Fang Han into stepping onto the demonic path.
Because the cultivation progress would be fast, without a shred of danger.
"Fine, you go do it! Anyway, once refined into blood pills, feed them to the Flying Yakshas first as a trial." Fang Han licked his lips, watching the gradually approaching demon army, and said calmly.
"There is absolutely no need to try. Back then, the Yellow Springs Great Emperor controlled the underground holy river, the Yellow Springs River. Who knows how many living creatures my Yellow Springs Sect slaughtered to refine pure blood pills for the sect's disciples to consume, allowing them to break through physical limits. There were no side effects at all! I see you have some mental barriers and are unwilling to step onto the demonic path, that is fine! Once I refine the pure blood pills, you will be tempted. Your current strength is only the power of five horses! When you step into the Divine Transformation Realm, it is only the power of eight horses, just three horses higher than an ordinary Divine Transformation expert. You need to continuously strengthen your physical body, bolster your vital blood, and continuously refine vital blood into spirit to provide power for your mind, only then can you step into the Divine Ability Realm! At that time, ordinary food is completely useless. Only consuming pure blood pills is the sole method to strengthen the physical body. Do you know how strong a body is minimally required to step into the Divine Ability Realm? It requires your body to be as strong as ten horses or more!"
Yan broadcasted an extremely seductive voice, urging Fang Han to step onto the demonic path.
"Regardless of immortal path or demonic path, let's survive first."
Fang Han had no time at all to listen to Yan's temptations. In the sky above, Fang Qingxue had already blasted out rolling purple lightning, striking down at the Demon God Altar. And the demon army below, a squad of Yakshas, totaling twenty to thirty, ferocious and menacing, was already lunging and killing their way over.
"Stars Dotting the Sky!"
At once, Fang Han stepped forward, executing the Seven Stars Stepping footwork. The dharma sword in his hand exploded with ten thousand sword lights, instantly stabbing into the eyes of two Yakshas.
Pfft, pfft! The dharma sword suddenly burst forth with powerful electric currents. The two Yakshas breathed their last before they could even struggle.
The dharma sword that had been re-tempered by Fang Qingxue was several times sharper than before, and its lethality was even greater. With the magic power of the Purple Lightning Yin Thunder on it, upon slashing a Yaksha, the Yaksha would be paralyzed by the electricity, unable to move, further augmenting Fang Han's might.
Woo woo woo, woo woo woo.
Right at this moment, Fang Han suddenly felt the Yellow Springs Dragon Diagram on his body move. A trace of yellow light like a spider web inside it entangled the dharma sword and pierced into the bodies of the two dead Yakshas. Instantly, the vital blood and bone marrow of the two Yakshas… were sucked into the Yellow Springs Diagram in the blink of an eye.
Fang Han allocated a thread of mental perception to the Yellow Springs Holy River within the diagram, and found that the water waves in one area of the holy river had already been dyed red with blood. Subsequently, the dragon Yan floated on the river surface, letting out long chants. The blood of the two Yakshas abruptly condensed in the water, forming a pill the size of a walnut.
This blood pill was thoroughly pure, like a blood jade gemstone; it was the best food for a cultivator.
For cultivators, if they practiced to the Divine Transformation Realm, generally whole grains and mortal food could only fill their stomachs. If they ate mortal food for a long time, bodily impurities would gradually accumulate, and they would age faster; not only unable to advance an inch, but instead regressing.
The food for cultivators was generally refined pills, or spiritual rice provided by large immortal path sects. For instance, the Ascension Sect's Jade Dining Hall.
However, the food in the Jade Dining Hall merely lacked impurities and maintained the body's cleanliness; it could not further augment cultivation, strengthen bones and muscles, or elevate the body's limits.
Those authentic disciples would not go to eat at the Jade Dining Hall, but rather refined pills on their own mountain peaks, tempering them purely to replenish their vital energy.
Inner disciples with connections would all go to the mountain peaks of authentic disciples to ask for pills as food. The top ten experts on the Mountains and Rivers Ranking were also distributed refined Grain-avoiding Spirit Pills by the sect every month.
"The vital blood of Yakshas is indeed thick, equivalent to dozens of fierce tigers. Normally, it takes slaughtering seventy-two fierce tigers to refine one blood pill. Fang Han, swallowing this blood pill, you can go without eating or drinking for three days, remain full of stamina, and the fascia inside your body will be tougher. If you consume blood pills for a long time, with your cultivation, in less than a month, you can step into the Divine Transformation Realm. It is a pity, ah, it is a pity that I no longer have a physical body and can only absorb the essence of pure yang magical treasures to strengthen myself, unable to consume any pills."
Yan clicked his tongue and sighed.
By this time, Fang Han was already unable to hear any of Yan's words; his entire focus was completely immersed in the slaughter. Because fully fifty Yakshas had surrounded him.
With a sweep of the dharma sword, the steel forks of those Yakshas broke one after another like tofu. The purple lightning on the dharma sword transmitted through the steel forks, paralyzing all these Yakshas on the spot!
Fang Han slashed left and right, cutting two Yakshas in half with two sword strikes.
Although Yaksha scales were hard, his current dharma sword was too sharp; slicing open the scales was nothing unusual.
Sizzle, sizzle…
A massive amount of vital blood flowed into the Yellow Springs Diagram, and another blood pill was successfully condensed.
Woo woo, woo woo woo! A tall Yaksha acting like a small boss appeared before Fang Han's eyes. Shaking the steel fork in his hand, he actually used it as a spear and fiercely threw it over. As Fang Han dodged, this small boss Yaksha bared his teeth, letting out demon shrieks, and slapped a palm straight at Fang Han's chest. It was actually a martial arts technique.
"Hmph! Merely the power of four horses! How can you do anything to me?"
With Fang Han's Psychic Realm, his eyes flashed, instantly seeing through the life state of this small boss Yaksha.
Ordinary Yakshas all had the power of three horses. This Yaksha seemed to have consumed some panacea, his strength somewhat higher than the other Yakshas. But the current Fang Han, due to the Nine Orifices Golden Pill, possessed bodily strength equivalent to an expert in the Divine Transformation Realm, which was also the power of five horses!
Pfft!
Acting later but arriving first, one sword thrust pierced through the palm of this small boss Yaksha. The purple lightning on the dharma sword paralyzed him once again, and the billowing vital blood from his body was sucked into the Yellow Springs Diagram.
Because the Yellow Springs Diagram absorbed vital blood extremely covertly, coupled with the tragic battle, no one noticed.
After killing this small boss, Fang Han took a moment to glance at the distant Demon God Altar, only to discover that Fang Qingxue had already closed in on the altar. Blade auras crisscrossed, yin thunders bombarded, purple lightning filled the sky, enveloping the Little Realized Immortal Heavenly Wolf, the Pure Fox Little Demoness, and others entirely within.
As for that Shura Grand Commander, he vibrated his wings, broke away from the range, and flew like an arrow into the air above the demon army.
Fang Han only felt this Shura Grand Commander, with his handsome face and blood-red eyes looking down from above, staring fixedly at him, seeming ready to strike down at any moment and crush him into fine powder.
"Oh no, by relying on the purple lightning divine ability of my dharma sword, I am not afraid of Yakshas swarming me, but what about this Shura Grand Commander? Do I really have to use flying swords?"
Fang Han thought in his heart.
"You all retreat! Protect the altar!"
Right at this moment, the words of the Shura Grand Commander rang out from the sky. The demon army surrounding Fang Han scattered like a waning tide, leaving behind dozens of corpses.
And this Shura Grand Commander landed with a crash, standing on the ground, only a hundred paces away from Fang Han.
"Human! What is your name?"
The Shura Grand Commander spoke to Fang Han.