Chapter 85

Chapter Fifty: The Initial Formation of the Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, and Mystic Seeds

Zhang Yan followed the map, searching through many locations marked on it, but none of them were satisfactory. Some were too conspicuous, while others were guarded by powerful demons, making it too risky to enter. Finally, he found a suitable cave in an inconspicuous ravine.

The location was secluded, with two exits, and there was an underground river in the cave leading elsewhere. If anything unexpected happened, he could follow the river and quickly escape.

After tidying up the cave, Zhang Yan estimated the current time in his mind. Although there were no sundials or water clocks, cultivators could discern the exact time from the pulsation of their internal organs. It was now the end of the ninth hour of the second day since he entered the demon lair.

This meant that he had spent an entire day searching for a place to cultivate and rest.

Sitting down on a flattened stone platform, Zhang Yan finally had the leisure to examine the sleeves of the two Blood Core Sect disciples. Most of the items were common cultivation tools, nothing particularly eye-catching. However, a small bottle of pills caught his attention.

As a disciple of Zhou Chongju, Zhang Yan had some knowledge and immediately recognized that these were "Blood Qi Essence Pills."

He showed an unsurprised expression. The Blood Core Sect was indeed secretly refining these pills.

These pills, which smelled so good that one might want to swallow them, were actually made from the essence of cultivators. It took the death of five cultivators to refine one pill. The two bottles of Blood Qi Essence Pills must have cost the lives of over a hundred cultivators.

However, upon closer inspection, he could faintly see a pale blood color in each pill. Zhang Yan nodded, thinking that these demon sect disciples were not yet bold enough to hunt human cultivators. These pills were likely refined from the slaughter of demonic cultivators.

Under the suppression of the ten major Daoist sects, the six major demon sects had been acting low-key for hundreds of years, not daring to openly kill and refine pills. Even many cruel and evil cultivation techniques were banned. Therefore, the relationship between the two sides was relatively harmonious, and the sixteen major sects of Donghua Continent were always mentioned together.

In reality, it was not that the six major demon sects had completely reformed. Many of their cultivation techniques required various bizarre demons, but there were not enough demons available. Demon sect disciples often fought each other to capture demons, making them even more proactive in dealing with demonic disturbances than Daoist sect disciples.

Thus, a balance had been maintained between the immortal and demon paths for many years.

However, recently, Zhang Yan had heard a rumor within the sect that a thousand-year demon calamity was approaching. The demons in the demon lairs would increase, and the other four demon lairs, whose locations were unknown, would also appear. Therefore, the sect leader decided to capture the Three Ponds to strengthen the sect's power to deal with the demon calamity.

If this were true, it would completely disrupt the current balance on Donghua Continent, and a large-scale conflict between the immortal and demon paths would be inevitable.

Zhang Yan smiled faintly. The demon calamity was also a human calamity, and the demon's heart was the human heart. The calamity was about to begin, and for cultivators like him, it was also an opportunity. At that time, those who would truly worry would be the families of the Daoist sects trying to maintain the status quo.

Putting the two sleeves away, his consciousness sank into his qi sea, where he saw the drop of Yin Heavy Water floating quietly. He was deeply moved.

According to the Lan Yun Secret Manual, the more Yin Heavy Water, the greater its power. Initially, he did not place much importance on this drop, but he did not expect it to have such a powerful effect when it hit the male cultivator from the Blood Core Sect. If he had had three or four drops at the time, he might have been able to kill him with one strike.

The deeper he went into the demon lair, the colder the underground river became, which was a good place to condense Yin Heavy Water. He believed that if he focused on cultivation, he could condense eight to ten drops of Yin Heavy Water in two months. At that time, even without magical treasures, he would be hard to defeat among his peers.

Unfortunately, with a major enemy approaching, Zhang Yan did not think the Blood Core Sect would give him time to cultivate peacefully. To keep their secret of entering the demon lair, they would try to eliminate all the Ming沧 Sect disciples.

They might even send people to guard the sea eye exit on the 15th, leading to a conflict.

Therefore, Zhang Yan had no choice but to do his best to improve his cultivation as soon as possible.

Before cultivating, to avoid being disturbed by yin demons, he took a Tranquility Pill from his sleeve and swallowed it. Then he took out the Metal Cloud Sand.

He threw it into the air, and as it was about to fall, a stream of spiritual energy emerged from the top of his head, holding the Cloud Sand and suspending it a foot above his head. Zhang Yan sat on the stone platform, released his mental constraints, and let the essence in his qi sea rush toward the Cloud Sand.

The abundant spiritual energy from the outside continuously flowed in, stimulating the spiritual mechanisms, making the eighty-one streams of spiritual energy in his chest slowly rotate, constantly generating essence, which was then sent to the Cloud Sand. This process formed a continuous cycle, ensuring the refinement of the Cloud Sand did not stop.

If he were on Spirit Page Island, he would have exhausted his essence in just a few hours, and it would take several days to regenerate.

By the end of the day, the Cloud Sand above his head gradually emitted a faint golden light, but it flickered uncertainly, like a weak flame that could go out at any moment.

Zhang Yan knew this was the most critical moment and did not dare to be the slightest bit negligent. His mind became extremely focused, and the golden light grew brighter. The Cloud Sand spun faster and faster, absorbing essence at an increasing rate.

Finally, the Cloud Sand exploded with a "pop," turning into a pile of useless powder that scattered in all directions. The metal essence was completely fused into the essence, and a bright golden light floated in the air, like a star in the night sky, shimmering.

Zhang Yan opened his eyes, slowly exhaled, and retracted the eighty-one streams of spiritual energy into his chest. He extended a finger in front of him, and the bright light slowly descended and stopped on his fingertip.

Instantly, a sharp, bone-chilling sensation came, and even his soul felt a faint pain.

A hint of joy appeared in his eyes.

He had finally condensed a Mystic Light Seed. In the future, he only needed to continuously refine and nourish it. When the light of the seed could penetrate the top of his qi sea, he would reach the first level of the Mystic Light realm, "Initial Enlightenment."

He took out the Star Sword Pill and drove the Mystic Light Seed onto it. With a single activation, the sword pill transformed into a beam of light, fluctuating and extending. With another activation, it expanded, enveloping his entire body.

Zhang Yan looked up and laughed, "Good, with this Mystic Light Seed, I can transform the sword pill, changing its size and shape at will. It can also carry my physical body and fly, faster than riding clouds and mist. With this skill, if I encounter a powerful cultivator, even if I cannot defeat them, I can still escape far away and avoid being captured."

Before, his method of controlling the sword pill was quite rudimentary. Most sects only truly unleashed the power of the sword pill at the Mystic Light realm. Now, he could barely use some of these techniques, and he had gained a new means of self-preservation, boosting his confidence.

He had condensed the Mystic Light Seed in just one day, which was very fast. With this confidence, he decided to refine all the Cloud Sands in one go.

After a brief rest, he took out the Water Cloud Sand from Gui Congyao and threw it into the air, using spiritual energy to hold it and refine it again.

In the next two days, he successively condensed the Water, Wood, and Fire Mystic Light Seeds.

On the third day, something unusual happened. When he activated the four Mystic Light Seeds together, a yellowish seed automatically formed in the center of his qi sea. The other four seeds arranged themselves according to the directions: Metal in the West, Wood in the East, Water in the North, and Fire in the South, surrounding the central seed.

Zhang Yan was surprised to find that the last Earth Mystic Light Seed had formed on its own without the need for Cloud Sand.

After careful thought and combining it with his previous cultivation experience, he suddenly understood.

It turned out that the five elements were interrelated. After condensing the Metal seed, the Metal energy was activated, making the Water seed easier to refine. The Water energy then nourished the Wood seed, and the Wood energy strengthened the Fire seed. When the four energies were formed and activated together, the excess essence had nowhere to go and transformed into the Earth element. Therefore, the last seed did not require Cloud Sand and formed naturally.

No wonder the refinement of the Mystic Seeds became faster and faster. This was the reason.

However, this was also due to the continuous supply of essence in the demon lair. On Spirit Page Island, it would be impossible to achieve this.

"Once the five seeds are formed, when I enter the Mystic Light realm, I can cultivate the 'Five Directions and Five Elements Great Mystic Light.'"

Thinking of this, he suddenly saw a five-colored light emanating from his body, as if a slight movement could move mountains and seas. He smiled, "You come to disturb me again."

It turned out that the illusionary demons had appeared again, sensing his desire for great powers. They created an illusion to lure him into it. If he lost his mind, he would be taken advantage of by more and more demons, eventually losing his essence and becoming a living dead.

Zhang Yan did not bother to drive them away. The deeper he went into the demon lair, the more demons there were, and the yin and illusionary demons were countless. At first, he tried to eliminate them, but now he was used to it and mostly ignored them. As long as his mind was not affected, they could not harm him.

Looking at the illusions around him, he was about to take a Tranquility Pill when he suddenly felt a strange sensation. He put the pill down and deliberately thought about his past life and the images of his comrades and friends who had fought with him.

Sure enough, influenced by his thoughts, various figures began to appear before his eyes.

Looking at these familiar yet strange figures, Zhang Yan first sighed with melancholy and then smiled, "Is this the flaw in my heart? Thank you for showing me this, so I won't be taken advantage of by experts in the future."

As soon as he said this, he felt a gap in his heart being filled, and his soul and body became more tightly connected, with no flaws left.

When he looked up again, the illusions had vanished without a trace.

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