Chapter 28: The Heavenly Demon Spirit Meridian Transformation Art

Turning to the last page of the White Emperor’s Discourse on the Dao, Chen Qianliu saw a magical art named: The Heavenly Demon Spirit Meridian Transformation Art.

Suddenly, his entire body trembled, and he shook uncontrollably.

In his previous life at the Yu Xian Sect, he had heard of this great demonic art. It was listed as one of the thirty-six forbidden arts of the demon race. Everyone in the sect, from top to bottom, spoke with one voice in condemning it as an evil art that caused great harm.

Since ancient times, demons had been naturally incomplete.

Because of this, an ancient great demon had created the Heavenly Demon Spirit Meridian Transformation Art, which could refine spirit meridians that one did not naturally possess.

When Chen Qianliu heard this rumor, his heart had burned with hope. He was born with only one broken meridian. If there were some secret art that could refine new spirit meridians, he would be willing to accept even being struck by lightning. But when he asked some fellow disciples, they all said this art had long since been lost.

Even the five great sacred mountains of the demon race no longer possessed it.

Having lived three lives and cultivated in two of them, Chen Qianliu never imagined he would actually obtain such a powerful “evil art.”

He read on carefully, and the more he read, the more his heart trembled with fear. He thought to himself, “It truly deserves to be called one of the world’s most evil arts.”

To refine new spirit meridians with this art, one needed to extract a demon’s inner core. Moreover, the demon core had to be at least a hundred years old. When he read this passage, suddenly his heart filled with great regret.

He actually had a demon core!

The Wind Pearl gifted by Jiang Ningxue and Xie Zhanrou was precisely the inner core refined through bitter cultivation by a swallow demon with two to three hundred years of cultivation.

If this core, along with the other magical treasures, hadn’t been seized by the Yu Xian Sect disciples, wouldn’t it be perfect for cultivating the Heavenly Demon Spirit Meridian Transformation Art?

Thinking of such an opportunity, lacking only a demon core, Chen Qianliu’s heart burned like wildfire. He thought, “Where would I have the ability to extract the inner core of a demon that has cultivated for hundreds of years?”

“These Yu Xian Sect disciples are truly hateful…”

“Forget it, forget it!”

“I’m now in the hands of demonic cultivators. I don’t even know how many more days I’ll live. Why bother with such things?”

“Would a bit more cultivation allow me to struggle free from a Golden Core great cultivator’s grasp?”

Chen Qianliu put the White Emperor’s Discourse on the Dao back in the jade box, casually tossed it into a corner, and didn’t look at it again. He gathered his spirits and continued cultivating the Green Emperor Jia-Yi Art.

While he cultivated, Wang Chan stood upright on his head.

Chen Qianliu was in low spirits and too lazy to bother with this immortal flying saber.

Seven or eight days later, Jiang Ningxue and Xie Zhanrou suddenly appeared together. Both had expressions of surprise and doubt. They no longer paid attention to Chen Qianliu, each driving their light trails and soaring into the sky.

They had received a transmission from their master, ordering them to go provide support immediately. How dared they delay?

Chen Qianliu was also startled awake. The two women drove their light trails away, and he suddenly remembered: that person had been trapped at the Yu Xian Sect for thirteen days and nights before finally breaking free. Wasn’t that today?

“I originally thought I would surely die this time, but there’s actually a turning point.”

“I must flee quickly, running as far as possible before they return.”

Chen Qianliu, having “escaped from death,” was overjoyed. He returned to the Lieguang Cave and gazed at the ground full of magical treasures, spirit stones, spiritual herbs, spiritual pills, spiritual materials, talisman coins, and all manner of precious items. He only regretted that the storage treasures had all been shattered by Wang Chan, so he couldn’t take everything with him.

He first took the jade box, then selected twelve useful magical treasures to bring, picked up twenty or thirty spirit stones and a bundle of talisman coins, and painfully didn’t look at the remaining items. He hurriedly descended Shuangyun Mountain.

Within the Great Qian Dynasty, there were six great immortal markets. He certainly couldn’t return to the Suiyang Immortal Market.

The Qingyun Immortal Market was right next to the Yu Xian Sect. He now didn’t dare encounter the Yu Xian Sect’s people, fearing he would be killed as a demonic cultivator.

The Shuangyun Immortal Market was right next to Shuangyun Mountain. If the two demon women returned, they would surely search nearby. He might fall into their grasp again.

Among the other three immortal markets, Chen Qianliu weighed his options and decided to go to the Jinyun Immortal Market near Jinyun Mountain.

There was no cultivator sect near Jinyun Mountain. Instead, there was a great demon occupying the mountain peak. Because of the Yu Xian Sect’s presence, this great demon didn’t dare cause trouble. It simply cultivated its heart and nurtured its nature, gathering dozens of lesser demons to live out ordinary days.

Demons also needed various cultivation resources, so this great demon opened an immortal market at the foot of the mountain.

It conducted business fairly and could restrain its subordinate demons. Therefore, the Jinyun Immortal Market was quite lively. Not only did human cultivators come and go, but demons also appeared.

In his previous life, his senior sister had repeatedly warned him never to go to the Jinyun Immortal Market.

Demons were ultimately not human. Many demons, even after a hundred years of cultivation, still didn’t change their nature. Occasionally, they would go mad or hunger for human flesh.

Although the Jinyun Immortal Market was mostly peaceful, there were occasionally rumors of cultivators mysteriously disappearing.

Under normal circumstances, Chen Qianliu would never dare go, but now he had no choice.

Moreover, he harbored a sliver of hope. If any of the six great immortal markets had demon cores for sale, the Jinyun Immortal Market would most likely have the most opportunities.

If he could obtain a demon core, he could cultivate the Heavenly Demon Spirit Meridian Transformation Art and refine new spirit meridians for himself, allowing him to travel further on the path of cultivation.

Demon cores refined by demons were not the same thing as golden cores forged by human cultivators at the Golden Core realm.

The human path is complete; demons follow the Five Elements!

Therefore, when humans cultivate, their entire essence and blood are nourished, and their physical body becomes a raft for crossing the mortal world.

Demons, however, must gather all their spirit meridians and demonic power together, gestating a demon core. This object is the source of a demon’s demonic power and magical arts. When reaching the eighth level of Qi Refining—the realm of Qi Transformation into Form—they can rely on this single demon core to shed their demon form and transform into a human body, refining their demon form into an “external object.”

Even without evil arts like the Heavenly Demon Spirit Meridian Transformation Art, demons would slaughter each other, seize inner cores, and consume them to increase their power. However, they couldn’t refine the spirit meridians contained within the demon core, only wasting them.

Consuming demon cores of the same attribute, while having some issues, demons could generally suppress. Consuming demon cores of different attributes, however, would cause two different demonic energies to reverse and collide. Not only would it fail to increase cultivation, but it could also cause deviation into madness. Lightly, cultivation would regress. Severely, one would die. Some even transformed into strange beings. Therefore, demons would take the demon cores of slain great enemies that they couldn’t use and sell them.

The twelve magical treasures Chen Qianliu took were not the twelve best in quality, but rather those he could use, treasures that even a first-level Qi Refining cultivator could refine.

Among these twelve treasures was one called a Talisman Black Donkey.

This treasure, like the Talisman White Deer, could be thrown out with magical power and transform into a nimble black donkey. It could also be used for travel.

This Talisman Black Donkey’s refining technique was even more sophisticated than that of the Talisman White Deer, consuming less true qi, traveling longer distances, and even moving slightly faster.

Chen Qianliu rode this paper-transformed black donkey, traveling day and night without daring to stop for even a moment.

Seven or eight days passed in a blur. He calculated that in three more days, he would reach the Jinyun Immortal Market. Still, he saw no one pursuing him. He breathed a slight sigh of relief and thought, “After a few years, I’ll return to Shuangyun Mountain and the Lieguang Cave. Those two demon women are both Golden Core cultivators and may not covet the things I left behind. Perhaps I can recover some items.”

“Originally, I thought I had struck it rich with seventeen ‘meritorious deeds,’ but it turned out to be an empty dream. At least I obtained the White Emperor’s Discourse on the Dao and escaped with my life. The future is promising, the future is promising…”

This chapter was written with utmost care and is quite engaging, which is why the update came a bit later.

Seeking monthly tickets, monthly tickets, monthly tickets!

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