Chapter 1

Wanmo Mountain.

Yinming Ghost Sect.

In a huge cave, the ghostly atmosphere was thick.

Lu Li stood in the center of the hall, his brows slightly furrowed, head lowered.

Just like him, the other nine entry disciples beside him were also tense and uneasy, not daring to breathe heavily.

In front of them, an old man in a black robe sat on a large bone chair, his eyes as red as a ghost, exuding a terrifying pressure like a mountain.

This man was Lu Li's master, Ghost Demon True Person, with a cultivation level of late Golden Core, who enjoyed killing and bloodshed.

At the slightest dissatisfaction, he would kill to vent his anger.

"Three months have passed. Today, I will check your cultivation."

Ghost Demon True Person spoke.

His voice was cold and bone-chilling, as if it could freeze one's soul into ice.

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed: "Xiao Yan, you go first."

"Yes."

The entry disciple who was called stepped forward, trembling with fear, and said respectfully: "Master, I have specialized in the Blood Devouring Demon Art. Please inspect it."

After saying that, he began to activate the technique.

Swish, swish, swish, swish.

Accompanied by the sound of surging river water, a bright red blood aura emerged from his forehead, swirling around his body, rotating continuously, very agile.

This was the Blood Devouring Demon Aura cultivated from the Blood Devouring Demon Art.

When used, it would pounce on the enemy and drain their blood and qi in the blink of an eye, extremely eerie and terrifying.

"Too agile, not demonic enough. In the future, you need to absorb more fresh blood, preferably the blood and qi of cultivators."

Ghost Demon True Person said coldly.

"Disciple thanks Master for the guidance."

The entry disciple named Xiao Yan wiped his sweat, bowed respectfully, and retreated to the line.

"Han Li, you come."

Then, Ghost Demon True Person called another name.

The entry disciple named Han Li stepped out of the line, his face pale, trembling with fear, and bowed: "Disciple has practiced the Bone-Crushing Heart Palm. Please inspect it, Master."

Then, he began to demonstrate the technique in the hall, with fierce power and sharp moves.

But halfway through, Ghost Demon True Person snorted coldly: "Hmph, your Bone-Crushing Heart Palm is soft and lacks any killing intent. It seems you only practice on chickens, ducks, tigers, and leopards. What use are you!"

As he spoke,

Whoosh.

A black aura flew out from his body, transforming into a ten-meter-long black aura giant snake in mid-air, opening its fierce mouth and swallowing the entry disciple in one bite.

"Ah! Master, no..."

The entry disciple only managed to scream once before being swallowed into the snake's belly.

Under the terrified gaze of the others, the black aura giant snake coiled, shrank, and turned into a drop of blood, slowly floating back to Ghost Demon True Person.

Ghost Demon True Person opened his mouth and sucked in the drop of blood, his red eyes shooting out a cold light: "Hmph, my sect does not tolerate useless people! If you don't practice diligently, this will be your fate!"

"Disciple understands."

All the disciples hurriedly bowed.

Some were so frightened that they trembled all over.

At the end of the line, although Lu Li was not trembling, his face was grim.

He silently chanted and summoned the system panel.

Host: Lu Li.

Realm: First Level Qi Condensation.

Blood Devouring Demon Art: First Level (Progress 1%).

Bone-Crushing Heart Palm: First Level (Progress 5%).

Seven-Kill Fist: First Level (Progress 0%).

Spirit Ghost Shadow Step: First Level (Progress 10%).

The system panel was simple.

But it was indeed his cheat.

Yes, Lu Li had been transported here.

Before being transported, he was a game developer, working on a grind game, and then died suddenly.

After being transported, he became an entry disciple of the Yinming Ghost Sect.

The game he was developing became his cheat, allowing him to automatically cultivate any technique once he learned it.

However,

"Your Blood Devouring Demon Art has regressed due to not absorbing human blood, and your mood is low."

"Your Bone-Crushing Heart Palm has made no progress because you only kill chickens and ducks, and you are not satisfied."

"Your Seven-Kill Fist is very dissatisfied with your kind heart, and your cultivation has regressed."

"Your Spirit Ghost Shadow Step lacks the energy due to not fusing with a ghost's soul, and your cultivation has made no progress."

Looking at the records in the system log, Lu Li sighed inwardly.

He really couldn't get past his own conscience.

Moreover, his strength was too weak, even unable to defeat an outer sect servant. Even if he forced himself to cultivate the demon arts, he couldn't kill anyone.

Just as he was thinking, a scream of pain reached his ears.

Another person was swallowed!

Lu Li looked up and saw that only two people were left, and it was his turn.

Am I going to die again?

Looking at the Ghost Demon True Person on the bone chair, Lu Li felt a wave of helplessness.

"Hmph, the Seven-Kill Fist kills oneself before killing others. What kind of form is this? Die!"

Ghost Demon True Person snorted coldly.

Bang.

The entry disciple who had just demonstrated the technique exploded and died.

Not long after,

"The Spirit Ghost Shadow Step is as swift as a ghost, but your steps are slower than my long-dead grandmother's. Die!"

Ghost Demon True Person's murderous voice rang out again.

Bang.

Another entry disciple exploded on the spot, turning into a cloud of blood mist, which was directly absorbed by the enraged Ghost Demon True Person.

Then, a cold, bone-chilling gaze fell on Lu Li.

Lu Li sighed inwardly, his face pale.

It was his turn!

"Huh? Lu Li, what are you doing? The four demon arts I taught you have made no progress at all?" Suddenly, Ghost Demon True Person flashed to Lu Li's side and asked sinisterly.

"..."

Lu Li smiled bitterly, not knowing how to answer.

Should I say that I am a good person and not suitable for cultivating demon arts?

Saying this would definitely mean death.

So, Lu Li quickly thought and mustered his courage, bowing solemnly: "Master, I have thoroughly comprehended the techniques. Please give me another month, and I will definitely make Master satisfied!"

"Hmph! If it weren't for your good aptitude, I would have slapped you into a pumpkin pancake! I'll give you another month. If you don't cultivate successfully, I will peel your skin and stuff you with grass, turning you into a scarecrow!"

Ghost Demon True Person said sinisterly.

Peeling skin and stuffing with grass?

Lu Li's heart trembled, and his face turned pale.

Whoosh.

Ghost Demon True Person's figure flashed back to the bone chair, his gaze cold: "I am very dissatisfied with this inspection! If you are still this useless next month, you will all die! Get out!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand.

A strong wind blew.

Instantly, the remaining seven entry disciples were swept out of the cave.

"Disciple takes leave."

The seven entry disciples did not dare to be angry, bowed again, and then turned to leave.

As they left, some of the fellow disciples looked at Lu Li with a mixture of schadenfreude.

In the Yinming Ghost Sect, a Golden Core elder usually only took two or three disciples. They hoped Lu Li, with his good aptitude, would die soon so they could become Ghost Demon True Person's true disciples.

What should I do now?

Lu Li stood halfway up the mountain, looking at the endless sea of clouds, feeling lost.

Am I just going to wait to die?

Be transported again?

However, the Yinming Ghost Sect was a sect in the demon world that specialized in raising ghosts and refining souls. If he was killed by Ghost Demon True Person, he would surely be soul-shattered.

Could he be transported again?

Moreover, in this world of immortals and demons, not cultivating would be a waste.

Thinking of this, Lu Li felt a bit unwilling.

I have to work hard to cultivate!

But even if he forced himself, he couldn't improve much in a month.

After much thought, the only way was to choose a demon art suitable for him, cultivate it rapidly, and show Ghost Demon True Person satisfactory progress.

I have to go to the scripture hall again!

Making up his mind, Lu Li followed the mountain path, walking quickly to the scripture hall.