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Chapter 275: Cavernous Gains
Chapter 275: Cavernous Gains
Even with Shen Yi's unwavering focus, he couldn't help but marvel at his fortune.
This time, he had truly struck gold.
Three Upper Realm Demon Kings, one Peak Realm Demon King, and on top of that, a Demon Emperor.
There was also the incomplete Nine Swords of Calamity Formation, a Thorn Hand heirloom treasure, and several storage artifacts that he had yet to inventory.
Among the cultivation techniques, there was also the Li Huo Fen Xin Palm.
Compared to these treasures, the Dragon Flame Jade Herb, which had been his most anticipated find, now seemed somewhat lackluster.
And this didn't even include the storage artifact that belonged to Zhang Mingyang and had been taken away by the Golden Dragon.
The reason the Golden Dragon hadn't delivered that storage artifact directly was that it would have been too obvious.
Before attaining the Transformation God Realm, Shen Yi didn't want to expose his connection with the Golden Body.
The reason was simple.
The Golden Body performed all the dirty work and would inevitably offend many powerful beings. If they couldn't take their anger out on the Golden Body, they would surely turn their attention to him... If a Demon Emperor were to come after him specifically, that would be disastrous.
Like the White Feather Demon Emperor, who had barely managed to withstand the Golden Body's attacks, almost annihilating Zhang Mingyang.
Shen Yi didn't think he was stronger than that Zhang Zhenren.
With that in mind, he calmed his thoughts and quietly opened the panel.
【Killed Jin Zhu Pig Demon of the Hunyuan Realm, total lifespan of 18,900 years, remaining lifespan of 8,800 years, absorption complete】
【Killed White Feather Crane Demon of the Transformation God Realm, total lifespan of 67,000 years, remaining lifespan of 29,000 years, absorption complete】
【Remaining lifespan of Demon Fiends: 52,300 years】
Just from these five demon fiends, he had acquired more than half of the total lifespan of all the demons in Songzhou.
One could only wonder how many more such powerful beings resided within the Thousand Demon Cave.
Shen Yi's eyes gleamed with a fierce intensity, but he soon calmed himself.
The rewards were great, but so was the cost...
Qinghua's performance had been impeccable, but the fact that the Golden Body and the Demon Emperor were still damaged showed that they were not yet strong enough, and now they required a large amount of incense aspiration power to heal.
This meant that he was, in a way, gambling with Da Qian's foundation.
It was a race between exhausting the incense aspiration power and his own advancement to the Transformation God Realm.
Hence, Shen Yi had to be increasingly cautious.
Each move he made from now on had to ensure sufficient gains.
With that thought, he glanced to the side.
To ensure his safety, Chen Zhong had summoned his Dao Infant and was patrolling the surroundings, making sure to detect any abnormalities immediately.
A Qing, on the other hand, was cautiously wandering near the bamboo forest, flipping through his thick book and carefully drawing in a small booklet with a pen.
Seeing that he was alone, Shen Yi retracted his gaze and took out the demon fiends' remains one by one.
He slightly parted his lips, and the Blood Transformation Mystical Power took effect.
The three Upper Realm Demon Kings provided a total of 307 drops of demon blood, while the Peak Realm Wild Boar Demon contributed 153 drops, slightly less than the previous White Dragon of similar cultivation.
However, considering that the wild boar was about eight millennia younger than the white dragon, it had achieved a comparable cultivation level in half the time.
This alone spoke volumes about the extraordinary nature of the Thousand Demon Cave.
Shen Yi eagerly turned to the last demon, the white crane, only to slowly furrow his brows.
The ever-reliable Blood Transformation Mystical Power seemed to have lost its effect on this White Feather Demon Emperor... The innate talent of the Little Demon King, who had reached the Core Formation Realm, was gradually becoming inadequate.
After sustaining the technique for a while longer, he finally extracted a single drop of demon blood from the crane.
"Oh well, it's better than nothing."
Shen Yi shook his head and put the crane away into a storage artifact.
With so many prying eyes around, his unique cultivation features were too conspicuous, and there was no need to reveal them in such a place.
The demon blood he had collected so far had already fed the fourth molt of the peacock, and he was getting close to the eighth molt of the Little Demon King.
He closed his eyes and settled into a meditative state, tending to his injuries.
【Year 1: The peacock, having tasted the flavor of demon blood before, caught a whiff of the familiar scent again and greedily drew closer】
The peacock had swallowed 155 drops of demon blood the last time, and Shen Yi had thought it would be full soon.
Unexpectedly, in just an instant, it broke through the 200-drop mark.
【Year 2,720: The peacock has consumed a total of 202 drops of demon blood. Finally, it completed its metamorphosis, and its blood-red wings slowly unfolded, stirring up a dense, tangible killing intent. Your innate divine ability has improved】
The more it ate, the stronger it became.
Shen Yi didn't feel too heartbroken about it. Instead, the fact that Zhang Mingyang had easily broken through his physical body earlier made him feel a greater sense of urgency to improve his Tempering Technique.
Even if he couldn't defeat a true Transformation God Realm cultivator, he at least wanted to be able to withstand their attacks.
Otherwise, he would be risking his life every time.
The recently acquired demon fiend lifespan essence was quickly depleting, and the demon blood was being consumed at a visible rate.
As Shen Yi felt his body becoming tougher, he felt slightly more relieved.
The extremely inconspicuous Golden Eagle consumed a full 280 drops of demon blood, and then it was the White Deer's turn.
Similar to the Immortal Beast Nine Molts, the sixth molt was a watershed moment between minor and major success in the cultivation technique, and the consumption of lifespan essence was bound to be extraordinary.
But when he saw the prompt on the panel, Shen Yi was still a little shocked.
【Year 24,300: The White Deer swallowed the remaining hundred or so drops of demon blood, but it was just an appetizer, and it still eagerly awaited your reward】
【Remaining Demon Fiend Lifespan: 28,000 years】
Over 400 drops of demon blood were gone in an instant, but fortunately, there was still a Demon Emperor's corpse left.
Otherwise, Shen Yi wouldn't be able to afford to raise these immortal beasts.
As the burning sensation on his body gradually faded, Shen Yi had no other cultivation techniques to practice for the time being.
He took out the Thorn Hand beads, familiarized himself with them briefly, and then put them on his wrist.
The originally slightly ferocious-looking beads seemed to come alive, and as soon as they touched Shen Yi's skin, they obediently retracted their thorns and intertwined, looking like an ordinary black vine.
This thing could even trap the Golden Dragon.
Before learning the Transformation God Realm technique, it would be perfect for making up for his lack of control.
Shen Yi twisted his wrist lightly.
Then he took out the nine small swords he had been thinking about, three of which were already broken.
This thing had almost killed the White Feather Demon Emperor on the spot within the vine cage, so its power was self-evident.
It was a pity that the ignorant Demon Emperor had damaged a few of them.
Shen Yi fiddled with them for a while, and seeing that the wound on his chest was slowly healing and would no longer bleed, he stood up and walked towards Ah Qing.
If he remembered correctly, he had heard that this thing was learned from the Xu family.
"These nine swords can also be considered an array. Can you understand it?" Shen Yi stood beside Ah Qing.
"Uh." Ah Qing quickly put away his paper and pen, turned to look at the small swords in the Shen Master's hand, and then fell silent for a moment.
"I..."
He raised his head, but saw that Shen Yi's clear eyes were free of distractions and held only curiosity.
Ah Qing felt the weight of the trust placed in him by his companion, who had never even asked about his identity and had protected him all the way.
Under that gaze, Ah Qing lowered his eyes slightly and bit his lip.
Perhaps the Master didn't know that this Nine Swords of Calamity Array used to be his family's most prized possession.
He looked up and smiled: "I... I can understand some of it."
(End of Chapter)
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