Chapter 1582 - 176: Making Up for Shortcomings for One’s Own Use (2)

Chapter 1582: Chapter 176: Making Up for Shortcomings for One’s Own Use (2)

Zhang Yan laughed and said, "Get up quickly."

Tian Kun bowed again and then stood up.

Zhang Yan looked him over, nodding knowingly. In terms of cultivation foundation, this second disciple was undoubtedly solid, following the method pointed by Gui Congyao years ago. Though his cultivation progress had slowed somewhat, his future achievements were limitless.

Moreover, with another disciple having reached Nascent Soul within the sect, there was a greater certainty in confronting the Demon Sect thirty years later.

After the three of them chatted for a while, Tian Kun suddenly said, "On my way here, I heard from Cai Ting that Master is currently struggling with insufficient manpower to respond to the Demon Tribulation. As the second disciple of the sect, I wish to share Master’s burden."

Zhang Yan laughed and said, "I am very pleased with your intentions. However, since you began cultivation, you have rarely fought with others. You’ve only just reached Nascent Soul now, so you cannot be let out without some training."

Tian Kun bowed and said, "I will follow Master’s arrangements."

Zhang Yan thought for a moment, picked up a brush, wrote a letter, and handed it to him, saying, "Take this letter to Peng Yuan Sect to find your junior brother Jiang Zheng; once you arrive there, you will know what to do."

Currently, there are few Demon Cultivators around the Mingcang Sect, but there are still many over the East Sea. Although he eliminated one last time, most managed to escape. It’s rumored that an elder of the Blood Essence Sect has returned to the sea and is still eyeing Peng Yuan Sect.

However, with Elder Mu, the Nascent Soul cultivator, stationed at the sect, they can barely manage. This opponent is neither strong nor weak, making him the perfect adversary for Tian Kun.

Tian Kun had no objections and stepped forward to receive the letter.

Wang Caiting said, "Master, may I accompany Senior Brother?"

Zhang Yan thought briefly and nodded, "I permit it. Just remember, once you are in another sect, you must not act recklessly under the guise of being Mingcang disciples."

Tian Kun said solemnly, "Don’t worry, Master. I will keep an eye on my junior sister."

Wang Caiting heard this, glared at him displeasedly, and pouted, "I’m not afraid of you taking advantage, unappreciative of kind intentions."

Linqing Temple, two hundred miles outside Green Bull Mountain, Dull Yin Spirit Cave.

A thousand feet underground, Zhao Yang shouted and shook his body, causing a surge of pitch-black smoke to rise from behind. Sixty ferocious Devils flew out, biting and tearing around, consuming over a hundred Yin Demons before the momentum subsided. He then pinched a spell, causing them to roar in unison and return to the smoke.

He gently inhaled the smoke back through his nose and mouth into his body, letting it sink into the Golden Core beneath his abdomen. Sensing the slight increase in his cultivation, he felt greatly satisfied, thinking to himself, "No wonder Demon Sect practitioners cannot leave the spirit cave. If I can cultivate here for a hundred years, I can surely reach the Third Realm, not falling short of others in any technique."

He had been cultivating here for thirty years, rapidly improving his strength while refining sixty-five Devils, feeling confident that he could definitely prevent that Yuan Shen Sect cultivator from escaping easily next time.

Unaware of the impending Demon Tribulation, in the Demon Caves of the Six Great Demon Sects, Devils insufficient for the sect’s refinement, those disciples not from direct lineage had to venture out to hunt Demon Cultivators, sometimes even facing Xuanmen Sect Practitioners. Unlike him, able to monopolize a spirit cave, recklessly absorbing and refining Devils.

According to his earlier thoughts, he planned to cultivate here for several years, and with the Dharma technique for preventing others from spying on his heart and spirit, seek the Nether Spring Sect. Yet, having tasted the benefits now, he became reluctant to leave.

Just then, he suddenly sensed an unusual spiritual mechanism, his expression changing as he thought it might be disciples from Linqing Temple coming here.

Such occurrences had happened several times before. Since he was cultivating Demon Sect techniques, he didn’t want confrontations, enacted the Netherworld Escape Technique, and slipped into the side stone wall.

After a short while, a Tunnel Smoke flashed by, followed by a White-clothed Monk who landed on the stone he had just sat on, his eyes sparkling. He sniffed, feeling puzzled, hesitated a moment, and tentatively asked, "May I ask which fellow Daoist is here?"

He called out several times, but Zhao Yang did not respond.

The cultivator wandered around, then suddenly stood up, transforming into black smoke, darting downward.

Zhao Yang pondered, emerged from hiding, and quietly followed.

But not long after he left, smoke rose from the nearby stone and the White-clothed Monk appeared again from there. He squinted at Zhao Yang’s departing figure and leapt out, actually trailing behind him.

Zhao Yang pursued for several miles, started feeling something was off, thinking the Tunnel Smoke ahead seemed odd, moving stiffly and not appearing controlled by anyone. As this thought arose, his vigilance increased, and he halted.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded behind him, "I am Qu Jingong of Hun Cheng Sect. May I ask the fellow Daoist if you are from the Nether Spring Sect?"

Zhao Yang whirled around but saw no one. The voice emerged from behind again, saying: "Fellow Daoist likely recently debuted; next time be more cautious. If you encounter someone from Xuanmen Sect, you might have lost your life."

Zhao Yang broke out in cold sweat, slowly turned halfway, yet the other did not hide again, standing there, cupping his hands in greeting, "Greetings, fellow Daoist."

Zhao Yang returned the greeting, saying, "From Nether Spring Sect... Zhao De. May I know what technique the fellow Daoist used just now?"

Qu Jingong laughed, "This is the Divine Skill ’Stumbling Forward and Stuttering Back’ from Hun Cheng Sect. Perhaps the fellow Daoist has heard of it?"

Zhao Yang then recalled that Zhang Boyant had indeed mentioned this skill. The technique involves emitting a mass of Essence Qi nearby, allowing Hun Cheng Sect practitioners to shift positions within a certain distance, remaining elusive.

But hearing is not as good as seeing, and now he understood the skill’s power. If truly hostile, he might have lost his life.

Reflecting back, he realized he had been led by the nose from the start. If he had not rashly pursued earlier, but investigated first, he probably wouldn’t have been deceived. It was a lesson on inexperience; even if his Daoist cultivation was higher, he would have made the same mistake.

At this moment, he decided not to continue stable cultivation here, but to venture out and gain proper experience.

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