Becoming a Saint by Touching Corpses - Chapter 432 - 430: The Descent
Chapter 432: Chapter 430: The Descent
“If one can cultivate the third step to its limit, their prospects are limitless, and their power and speed will undergo a qualitative change.
In close range, even a late-stage Qi cultivation cultivator cannot withstand a single punch.”
Upon saying this, Lou Yi left everyone feeling stirred.
To be able to rival a late-stage Qi cultivation cultivator is already very powerful.
After all, Foundation Establishment great cultivators are rare in the cultivation realm, and most people may never encounter one in their lifetime.
The last time, that mysterious black-armored man, who could defeat a group of late-stage and mid-stage cultivators, must be at the third step? Everyone couldn’t help but speculate.
“Is there a fourth step?” Overlord Chu Feng couldn’t help but ask.
“I’m still exploring that myself. If there is progress, I will share it with everyone,” Lou Yi replied with a smile, “However, by then, there might be different insights, and today’s three steps may be overturned or rebuilt, who knows.”
The path of martial arts is cut off; Lou Yi is also crossing the river by feeling the stones.
Without the aid of the attribute panel, he might not even be able to deduce the above three steps.
Upon hearing Lou Yi’s three steps explanation, these top martial artists, including Old Man Shi, were eager to act.
According to Lou Yi’s explanation, they have developed divine sense and already stepped out into the second step and can attempt the third step.
“Lou boy, come teach us the third step,” Old Man Shi shouted.
“Exactly, let us test the power of that strange artifact you mentioned,” Chu Feng laughed.
“You are unsettled right now; it’s not suitable for cultivating the third step,” Lou Yi directly refused.
“Nonsense, I’m perfectly fine!” Old Man Shi retorted, glaring with bulging eyes, “Hurry up and teach us!”
Urged by the three of them, they couldn’t wait for even a moment.
But Lou Yi firmly disagreed, insisting they first cultivate the Demon Summoning Scripture.
The first martial arts congress concluded thusly.
Afterwards, Lou Yi called Feng Heguang to a closed room.
Before he could speak, Feng Heguang proactively took out the white mud.
Inside was a slightly smaller sinister black scale, suitable for beginner use.
The larger piece, more powerful, was in Lou Yi’s possession.
“I am willing to present this item to my sect to contribute to everyone’s martial arts path,” Feng Heguang declared resolutely, obviously having made up his mind.
“This item is still yours; Wangjiang Sect is only borrowing it,” Lou Yi shook his head, rejecting, “At the same time, the sect will provide you ample resources and will not treat you unfairly.”
“The Sect Leader’s graciousness in letting my daughter and me join to learn martial arts, and helping me resolve this congenital ailment is already a tremendous favor, so how can it be unfair?” Feng Heguang expressed gratefully.
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Old Man Shi and the others are truly talented individuals, having practiced the Breathing Technique to the Martial Master Peak.
In just a few days, they preliminarily comprehended the Demon Summoning Scripture and eagerly sought Lou Yi to observe the strange artifact.
This time Lou Yi truly couldn’t resist.
Fortunately, he had earlier exchanged for some spirit-stabilizing elixirs within the Corpse-Driving Sect, such as ’Ice Heart Pill’ and ’Soul Stabilizing Pill.’
These can help Old Man Shi protect his divine sense, and with Lou Yi as their protector, he barely agreed.
Old Man Shi became the first in Wangjiang Sect to try eating the crab.
Lou Yi dared not experiment within the sect but brought him outside the Ping’an Village city, into a secluded forest.
Seeing no one around.
He then opened the white mud box, revealing a black scale the size of a fingernail.
In an instant.
Endless eerie radiation permeated, causing Old Man Shi to get goosebumps all over.
Meanwhile, an itchy and swelling sensation arose from his abdomen, forming a visible fist-sized lump.
It resembled a peach, covered with menacing blood vessels, pulsating forcefully.
’Thump!’
’Thump!’
“Take the Ice Heart Pill, operate the Breathing Technique and the Demon Summoning Scripture!” Lou Yi commanded.”
Upon hearing, Old Man Shi immediately calmed his mind, sitting cross-legged, his qi-blood surged skyward, as if boiling, and gurgling white mist emitted from the surface of his body, steam rising around him.
Lou Yi, on his third time observing the scale, saw something different.
It was a colossal shadow, unclear in its full form, existing in an environment filled with endless ominous energy and dark green toxic rivers.
Its body’s surface was covered with numerous black scales, each the size of a house.
The piece in Lou Yi’s hand might just be a casually discarded fragment.
Soon, the shadow faded from view.
Transforming into a sinister blood-colored eye, seemingly holding infinite evil, suddenly gazing at himself.
’Boom!’
An impending sense of doom instantly struck.
Lou Yi broke out in a sweat, hurriedly snapping the white mud box lid shut.
The feeling of being watched lessened but still lingered.
He instinctively operated his Disguise Talent, feeling temporarily freed from this unknown gaze.
’Having plucked too much wool, am I being watched?’ Lou Yi’s face looked a bit grim.
Under the influence of the scale, a tumor appeared inside him.
But it was soon drained by his Minor Achievement of the Demon Summoning Scripture, meanwhile increasing his High-tier Anomaly progress by thirty points, saving a whole month’s worth of arduous cultivation.
Opposite him, Old Man Shi’s brows were tightly furrowed, as two distinct Qi-blood forces tangled within him.
Lou Yi guarded beside him, but did not intervene.
Helping Old Man Shi now would be detrimental to his future development.
Old Man Shi, worthy of years as a Martial Artist, rich in experience, quickly found a way to suppress the tumor.
At the same time, the stagnated Qi-blood bottleneck began to show a hint of movement.
He opened his eyes, full of joy.
“Good, good! I never imagined that in this life I would have the chance to explore realms beyond Martial Artist; even if I die on this path, I would have no regrets!”
After Old Man Shi, it was Daoist Xuanji’s turn.
Though he lost an arm, his cultivation had deepened over the years, not inferior to Old Man Shi by a fraction.
Learning from last time’s experience, Lou Yi had become much more cautious this time.
Several hours before opening the white mud box, Lou Yi activated his Disguise Talent in advance.
Disguise (Passive): The longer one stays in a fixed environment, the easier it is to blend into it.
The upper limit of the Disguise Talent was even higher than Lou Yi imagined, this time the black scales did not infect him.
And Daoist Xuanji also, without Lou Yi’s intervention, suppressed the emerging tumor himself.
Next, it was Overlord Chu Feng’s turn.
He was now in his prime, his Qi-blood strength ranking first among the three veteran Martial Artists.
Without a doubt, all three veteran Martial Artists successfully suppressed the tumors.
Their talents and intelligence are among the highest among all martial artists in the world, not to be judged by common sense.
Thus, after passing down the martial arts knowledge, Lou Yi also compiled a booklet, documenting all his cultivation insights along the way, as well as each step’s precautionary measures.
This booklet is extremely precious, personally managed by Old Man Shi, accessible at any time by the Vice Sect Leader.
Others who are not core disciples of the Wangjiang Sect are forbidden to view it.
The three veteran Martial Artists, aided by the Demon Summoning Scripture and rare items, began entering a period of rapid cultivation growth.
Almost improving a bit every day.
And upon hearing the news, other martial artists of the Wangjiang Sect were ecstatic, all eagerly gearing up, actively progressing in Lou Yi’s three-step martial arts teaching.
Lou Yi was happy to see such changes.
Today, he merely sowed a seed, later he would investigate the legacy of ancient Martial Cultivators and come back to continue nurturing it…
In time, he believes martial arts will eventually shine in this world!
Ping’an Village.
Fully clad in black armor, Lou Er silently emerged from a corner, returning once more to Lou Yi’s Corpse Storage Bag.
This time, his efforts were instrumental in driving away the cultivators of the Wang Family.
’A few more days here, then back to the sect.’
’The path forward cannot be halted, let’s see if there’s any way to find the key items for talent, martial arts, body cultivator, and qi cultivation advancement.’
Lou Yi pondered.
Suddenly, he jerked his head toward the northwest direction, an expression of shock on his face.
Hundreds of miles away, Pan City.
“Buns, buns!” The street vendor’s shout ceaselessly echoed on the busy street.
“Aunt Li, what do you think of our family Qingzi?” In a certain old yet pristine hall, two middle-aged women in fabric clothes were chatting and laughing.
“Master, the girls at our Lianhua Pavilion are all gentle as water.” The old brothel keeper with a mole on her face, thickly powdered, enthusiastically pitched to a grandly dressed patron.
The multitude, everyone living their usual mundane lives.
Suddenly, the sky above Pan City darkened.
People outside couldn’t help but look up, expressions of terror, as though struck by lightning.
People inside the buildings, though unable to see the outside scene, unanimously felt chest tightness, fatigue, and lethargy.
The patron who was leaning on the girl moments ago, directly rolled his eyes and fainted.
Frightening the girl terribly, who screamed loudly ’Help, help, he’s having a stroke!’
High above Pan City.
At this moment, a giant black cloud slowly descended, enveloping the entire city, making it instantly fall into darkness as if night had come early.
’Crack!’
’Rumble, rumble!’
’Clatter, clatter!’
Then, a fierce wind blew, torrential rain poured, and lightning danced…
Numerous tents, wooden frames, and white banners in the city were blown down and away, dust filled the air, Pan City was thrown into utter chaos.
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