Chapter 8

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Yang Qifeng is not foolish.

With his eyes slightly closed, he directly filtered out the other party's scolding.

"The method to凝聚神魂 (凝聚神魂 means to 'condense the divine soul') is incomplete, and practicing it will not only fail but also lead to a mental breakdown," seeing that Yang Qifeng ignored him and kept his eyes closed, the Cyan Blue Demon God stopped scolding and said in a sinister tone.

"There's no need for you to worry about that, I won't practice it," Yang Qifeng lazily flapped his right wing, gesturing, and said calmly.

How could he practice? Yang Qifeng's series of actions were not aimed at obtaining this cultivation method. Even if the other party gave him the complete method to condense the divine soul, Yang Qifeng would not practice it. Being controlled by someone else's cultivation method easily buries hidden dangers, making one unable to act freely.

The true purpose of Yang Qifeng's actions was to figure out the Cyan Blue Demon God's intentions, to see what he was really after.

Now Yang Qifeng knew that the other party was trying to trick him into coming over. This situation indicated that the other party would use a method similar to soul-snatching to escape.

Yang Qifeng felt a sense of relief. Since the other party was trying to trick him into coming over, it proved that the other party could not come down. Yang Qifeng, being in the world of flames below, was safe. As long as he waited for the crimson Six Ding Divine Fire to appear and refine this guy, eliminating the unstable factor, the world of flames would allow him to roam freely.

The Cyan Blue Demon God above was stunned. The changes in this little demon under his eyes were too fast. One second he was kneeling and bowing, willing to offer himself, and the next second he was indifferent. This attitude made the Cyan Blue Demon God furious, and he loudly scolded, "You little demon, how disrespectful! I, the great god, kindly saw a young demon and wanted to save you, but you don't appreciate it. Without my help, you are truly courting death."

Yang Qifeng, below the flames, automatically filtered out the Cyan Blue Demon God's words. Although he had not started practicing the incomplete cultivation method passed down by the Cyan Blue Demon God, he began to ponder it.

This incomplete cultivation method, Yang Qifeng could actually understand. The profound explanations on it were not too difficult for him to comprehend. If this had happened when Yang Qifeng had just crossed over, he would not have understood it. But now, Yang Qifeng was no longer the same as before.

Years of reciting the Tao Te Ching had continuously elevated Yang Qifeng. Many Taoist scriptures that he did not understand in his previous life now made sense to him.

This was not a big deal. Although Yang Qifeng's realm was constantly improving, he was still like a rootless duckweed. He did not understand the cultivation methods of the current world and could only continuously devour flames, train his true body, and凝聚法力 (凝聚法力 means to 'condense magical power'), such basic cultivation.

However, the incomplete cultivation method passed down by the Cyan Blue Demon God was of great help to Yang Qifeng, providing him with enlightenment.

To put it more vividly, the incomplete cultivation method was like the format of a report. Although Yang Qifeng already had the ability to write a report, he did not know the format, so he could not start writing. The appearance of the incomplete cultivation method perfectly filled this gap, making everything clear to him.

The incomplete cultivation method, with its tens of thousands of words, continuously flowed through Yang Qifeng's mind, and he began to analyze it word by word.

This was not just half a chapter, but a fragment of a fragment. After analyzing the cultivation method several times, Yang Qifeng came to this conclusion.

These tens of thousands of words only made up one-fifth, no, one-tenth of the complete cultivation method.

This immediately extinguished the grand ambitions in Yang Qifeng's heart. Originally, he thought he could understand the cultivation method and, with the accumulation from his previous life, complete the incomplete cultivation method. But now, knowing how much the complete cultivation method was, Yang Qifeng instantly abandoned his ridiculous idea.

However, although he could not complete the entire incomplete cultivation method, Yang Qifeng could still try to complete it to the realm of condensing the divine soul.

The flames burned fiercely, and time in the world of flames was immeasurable.

As the Cyan Blue Demon God continued to speak, a long time had passed without Yang Qifeng noticing. He had forgotten the passage of time and was fully devoted to the task of comprehending and completing the cultivation method.

The Cyan Blue Demon God, after initially chattering on for a while, stopped speaking when he realized that Yang Qifeng was ignoring him. He watched Yang Qifeng continuously fall into a deep sleep, sneering and patiently waiting for the other party to lose his composure and beg for help.

This disappointed the Cyan Blue Demon God. Yang Qifeng, fully engaged in his work, lived each day with great fulfillment, waking up to ponder and sleeping when the time came.

On the contrary, as the days passed, the Cyan Blue Demon God's patience began to wane. This was not because he could not endure it; as a great god of the Heavenly Court, he had great patience.

The key issue was that the flames around the cold iron were gradually heating up. From the initially frozen light yellow flames, they had turned to deep yellow, which could not be frozen. Now, the flames around the cold iron had turned golden yellow.

All the ice-sculpted flames had melted. Although the cold iron had not melted at all under the golden yellow flames, the Cyan Blue Demon God knew he could not hold on much longer. Even if the flames turned golden and could injure him, it would be difficult to refine him. However, this place had one of the ten great flames, the Six Ding Divine Fire.

Once the Six Ding Divine Fire appeared, he would surely die.

He could not continue waiting like this. He had to do something. Watching Yang Qifeng wake up from his deep sleep again, the Cyan Blue Demon God shouted loudly, "Little guy, you are on the verge of soul dispersal. Quickly come up, and I will grant you the cultivation method to get through this crisis."

"No need," Yang Qifeng said coldly.

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