Yellow Court Daoist

Chapter 101 - 95 Seeking Old Grudges [Vote for Recommendation!]

Time flows like water.

In his eighth life, Lu Qingfeng returned to Heavenly Star State as a Spirit Void Stage Cultivator with a life span of eight hundred years, which was quite sufficient.

He was in no rush to confront the Hun Mountain Demon King.

Despite having cursed the Hun Mountain Demon King into an embarrassing state three times, Lu Qingfeng, even armed with the Dutian Fierce Fire Divine Banner and possessing several Divine Skills, dared not claim he could kill the Jiedan Demon King.

The gap between the Spirit Void Stage and the Jiedan Realm could be described as heaven and earth.

The former had a life span of eight hundred years.

Yet, the latter lived for three thousand years, revered as a 'True Man', symbolizing the ultimate in humanity, worthy of being called a terrestrial immortal, far beyond the Spirit Void Stage.

"With the Thrice-repeated Demon Evil Entangling Silk Divine Spell inflicted onto the Divine Soul, it would take the Hun Mountain Demon King at least three to five hundred years to refine the Evil Silk and break the curse. This period is perfect for enhancing my cultivation. By the time he is on the verge of breaking the curse, I will be stronger and more confident in tackling the Zhou Yuan Mountain."

Lu Qingfeng cultivated and trained stealthily, steady as an old dog.

Mastering the 'Seven Beasts Small Divine Number', Lu Qingfeng could easily track when the Hun Mountain Demon King would break the curse, ensuring no time was squandered.

This was a good opportunity for Lu Qingfeng to get acquainted with the cultivation at the Spirit Void Level.

In his fifth life, he had just ascended to the Spirit Void Stage when he was slain by the Hun Mountain Demon King. In his sixth and seventh lives, he died during the Foundation Establishment Stage. In this eighth life, having re-entered the Spirit Void Stage, Lu Qingfeng carefully grasped the essence to accumulate experience in reality.

Time passed.

One year.

Ten years.

A hundred years.

In a blink, three hundred and twenty years had passed.

In this life, Lu Qingfeng had already lived four hundred and forty-seven years.

Since stepping into the Spirit Void Stage over three hundred years ago, Lu Qingfeng continued his incessant cultivation, often roaming and fighting demons as part of his training.

During this period, he experienced the Heart Movement Demon Tribulation.

This tribulation was perilous, but Lu Qingfeng, with his profound foundation and his heart as solid as rock through eight lifetimes, easily overcame it.

Fifty years of fasting to experience Heart Movement.

Thirty-six years going through the Heart Demon Tribulation seven times, stepping into the Divine Silence Realm.

"The Spirit Void body is genuine, the Divine Silence mind is clear; the self is undivided, integration of concentration and wisdom."

The Divine Silence Realm, too, is a cultivation of the mind. In this process, the Divine Soul alternates between being strong and frail, requiring quiet meditation and nurturing with miraculous medicine for the Divine Soul.

This process varies from person to person and can be long or short.

It took Lu Qingfeng a total of two hundred and four years to traverse the Divine Silence Realm and step into the Fourth Realm of Spirit Void—Fusion.

Heart Movement, Divine Silence!

Transcending these two realms was tremendously beneficial to Lu Qingfeng. Once having the experience of cultivation, if one were to cultivate for a second time, they could transcend in an instant.

Not needing to spend two to three hundred years.

Whether in the game or in reality, it was infinitely beneficial to Lu Qingfeng. Especially in reality, where time is precious. After advancing to the Spirit Void Stage, and completing fasting to Perfection, as long as resources kept up, one could traverse the realms of Heart Movement and Divine Silence in just a dozen years or so, entering into the Fusion Realm.

The significance of this needs no elaboration.

In the game, based on this, Lu Qingfeng also fostered a bold idea.

However, this would have to wait until after he dealt with the Hun Mountain Demon King.

As for the Fusion Realm, which follows Divine Silence, it involves combining the 'Divine' and the 'Qi' to divine the True Essence, making it more dynamic. When perfected, it could condense the True Essence into a Vortex, and then 'Holding the Pill and Entering the Truth' to achieve the honor of a True Man!

Right now, Lu Qingfeng was at the early stage of the Fusion Realm.

"After the Spirit Void Realm, more emphasis is placed on mentality and perception, greatly reducing the limitations that Root Bone placed on cultivators. The Spiritual Objects for enhancing Root Bone are extremely rare, and there's no such Magic Gate in existence. During my eight lives, I also paid attention, but all I got was not to harbor such unrealistic delusions. Even during my fourth life on Fufeng Mountain, I couldn't find out such methods even from the Luo Fu Sword Sect."

Lu Qingfeng shook his head and chuckled.

Root Bone is fixed by nature and hard for humans to change. Rational cultivators don't even think of defying the natural order and wouldn't dedicate effort

At the peak of Zhou Yuan Mountain.

Inside a magnificent cave, the Hun Mountain Demon King transformed into his true form, the 'Tianxuan War Ape', his eyes emitting a turquoise blue color. Hun Mountain Demon King's gaze was fierce, the surrounding Spiritual Energy storming with his breaths as if roaring tornadoes.

These past hundred years, life had not been easy for the Hun Mountain Demon King.

Evil Silk tightly choked his Divine Soul, with Evil Qi disturbing and curses entangling him, making it impossible for Hun Mountain Demon King to calmly cultivate. He had to refine the Evil Silk and curses with all his might, even a bit of laxity deepened the curse risking years of effort.

His mind was tightly strung.

For six hundred whole years.

Thankfully, the Hun Mountain Demon King, being in the Jiedan Realm, was resilient in spirit. Ordinary cultivators would have collapsed under such torture long ago, but Hun Mountain Demon King focused solely on refining, estimating success in another three to five years.

Although wasted six hundred years, there was still hope to ascend to the Primordial Spirit Realm if he strove hard. Demon Clan cultivators inherently had stronger lifespans than human cultivators.

"Once this king refines the curse, I will still be the lord of the great Zhou Yuan Mountain for thousands of miles!"

Recent years had seen the Hun Mountain Demon King extremely frustrated, filled with raging fury needing to vent. In these last three to five years, he grew even more impatient.

At this moment.

A presence approached rapidly, reaching inside the peak in the blink of an eye.

"Hmm?"

The Hun Mountain Demon King sensed it and immediately flew into a rage, "A mere Spirit Void Practitioner dares to create trouble in Zhou Yuan Mountain. Has this king's years of seclusion indeed made me underestimated?!"

He sensed that the aura was only at Spirit Void Stage. Even reaching the Fusion Realm, it was still worlds apart from a Jiedan Demon King. A Spirit Void Practitioner so brazenly approaching was clearly a provocation.

"Very well!"

"Time for this king to stretch his legs!"

The Hun Mountain Demon King was about to summon his major demons when he transformed into a purple-robed, solidly built man in an instant, leaping out of the cave and soaring into the sky.

He decided to handle this personally.

"My King."

"My King."

Major and minor demons converged, seeing the Hun Mountain Demon King appear, calling out 'My King' like a roaring tide.

A starving camel is still bigger than a horse.

Although weakened over the past six hundred years, the Hun Mountain Demon King still commanded over a dozen Spirit Void Demons and thousands of Foundation Establishment and Postnatal lesser demons.

Appearing together, their presence was formidable.

Crack!

Dark clouds gathered above, with lightning flashing.

The storm, the sudden rain.

It intensified!

Hun Mountain Demon King stood at the summit, with winds sweeping around, and the sudden rain not touching him. Looking ahead, he saw a Human Clan Cultivator standing in the void, carrying twelve large flags on his back, which was quite peculiar.

As the rain fell, before it could reach the cultivator, it was evaporated into clusters of mist. The fog swirled around him like an Exiled Immortal descending.

Despite only being at the Spirit Void Level, he exerted a not insignificant pressure on him.

"This Spirit Void Practitioner—"

The Hun Mountain Demon King remained cautious in his heart.