33: Chapter 33 Demonic Power and Bloodlust

On the eve of the decisive battle, Li Ping sat cross-legged in the secret chamber of his Immortal Cave, quietly Cultivating.

Suddenly! Li Ping frowned, and viscous black Qi drilled out from his seven orifices.

Upon touching the air, the black Qi evaporated and boiled instantly, turning into hideous ghost faces.

The excruciating pain was like ten thousand arrows piercing his heart, making him tremble uncontrollably.

Just at this moment, a dark shadow walked into his secret chamber.

The dark shadow was dragging a man who had lost consciousness.

"Having another episode?" the dark shadow teased with an indifferent voice.

Li Ping struggled to reach out his hand and said painfully, "Give him to me."

The dark shadow casually threw the man on the ground and watched Li Ping quietly.

The man who had been thrown to the ground slowly woke up, "Where is this?"

No one answered his question; he tried to circulate his Qi, only to find that his cultivation had been sealed.

Li Ping suddenly leaped up from the ground, straddled the man, pinned him down, grabbed his arms with both hands, and pulled with force.

"Rip!" The man's arms, along with half of his shoulder, were ripped off.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!"

Listening to the man's screams, Li Ping's pain eased a little; he casually stopped the man's bleeding arms to prevent the man from dying too quickly due to blood loss.

Then, Li Ping began to torture the man bit by bit; the man's screams were incessant, from begging for mercy to cursing, and finally, he only wished for death.

Until the man's Divine Soul could no longer hold on and was about to shatter, Li Ping stopped his hands, gave the man a quick end, and then began to refine the man's Divine Soul to nourish his own body.

Looking at Li Ping's crazed appearance, the dark shadow said, "This Demonic Technique doesn't seem like much."

Nourished by the man's Divine Soul, Li Ping recovered his calm, "Why is he only at the Qi Refining Late Stage? I gave you all my belongings; we agreed on Qi Refining Perfection."

"The original target didn't know where he got a set of High Grade black flood dragon scale armor, plus a large amount of Medicinal Pill for healing, so I accidentally let him run away," the dark shadow explained.

Li Ping was somewhat dissatisfied and snorted coldly, "Hmph, a dignified Sword Peak Senior Brother, and you can't even handle such a small matter? It's a waste that you are a Foundation Establishment Cultivator."

The dim light revealed the dark shadow's appearance; it was Lu Ming, "So what if I am a Foundation Establishment Cultivator? Everyone below the Nascent Soul Realm is an ant. My goal is the Nascent Soul."

"The Dao of the Nascent Soul is so difficult; it's better to practice the Demonic Technique. At the very least, the Golden Core is right before our eyes." After completely absorbing the man's Divine Soul, Li Ping felt full of power again, but he craved even more.

Lu Ming sneered disdainfully, "This Demonic Technique ruins one's Foundation and can only be cultivated up to the Golden Core Realm at most, and the path to the Dao is severed. I said it before, I am aiming for the Nascent Soul."

"Hmph, Nascent Soul, keep dreaming."

Lu Ming didn't want to waste any more words with him, crossed his arms over his chest, and said indifferently, "I have given you what you wanted. Do you still have Spirit Stone now?"

Li Ping looked at Lu Ming with resentment, thinking that as soon as he achieved a Breakthrough to the Foundation Establishment, the first thing he would do is kill him and refine his Divine Soul.

"It's gone, all my Spirit Stone has been given to you." Li Ping roared this sentence almost in a low voice.

After hearing this, Lu Ming left without looking back. When he reached the door, he thought of something, turned back, and said, "Let me give you a reminder. Your opponent tomorrow is not simple, but he is injured, so he is likely not your match."

"Oh, then I must thank you, Senior Brother." Li Ping didn't take Lu Ming's words to heart at all, and his tone was extremely mocking.

Lu Ming casually slashed out a Sword Qi, and a strand of hair on Li Ping's forehead floated down to the ground.

"The last one who spoke to me like that is already dead. There will not be a next time, understand?" After saying this, he vanished.

Li Ping stood in place, not daring to move. Only after confirming that Lu Ming had left did he collapse to the ground, panting heavily, "Damn it!"

At this time, besides Li Ping cursing secretly, Ye Chen was also cursing.

"Damn it, a dignified Foundation Establishment Cultivator actually attacked me, a small Qi Refining Cultivator. It's really, really, too much."

Ye Chen was treating his wounds while swearing at Lu Ming with harmless profanity.

Fortunately, Yun Ming had returned the black flood dragon scale armor to him and given him a large pile of healing Medicinal Pill. Most importantly, that jade marrow body washing paste had allowed Ye Chen to achieve a Breakthrough to Body Refining Level 1.

So, the injuries on his body were all superficial wounds that would be fully recovered within a night, not affecting the subsequent competition at all.

"You should be glad that Senior's divine foresight was so accurate; he even guessed this," Elder Xuan sighed from the side. He also understood some techniques of peeking into the secrets of heaven back in his day, but out of ten deductions, nine were inaccurate.

"Yeah, I thought Brother Ming just wanted me to win the competition," Ye Chen nodded and agreed with Elder Xuan's words.

"I was just saying, for a Qi Refining Perfection competition, giving you a set of armor that can withstand the attacks of a Foundation Establishment Cultivator is really overkill."

While the two were lamenting, Yun Ming sneezed several times in his own Immortal Cave.

"Achoo, achoo, ah... uh, did I catch a cold?"

"Big Brother, are you okay? Do you need to take medicine?" Er Ya asked with concern from the side.

"No need, and also, just call me Brother from now on."

Although Er Ya didn't know the difference between Big Brother and Brother, she would call him whatever Yun Ming told her to.

"Okay, Brother."

"How are your studies coming along?"

Previously, Yun Ming had thrown a copy of the Hunyuan Art to Er Ya, which was the lowest-level Qi Refining Cultivation Technique of the Sunset Glow Sect. He thought it would be suitable as an introductory Cultivation Technique, but he didn't expect that Er Ya couldn't read at all.

Therefore, he started teaching Er Ya how to read bit by bit.

However, Er Ya was diligent enough; she learned every character he taught in one go.

"I've remembered them all. Er Ya can already read books by herself."

"Not bad, not bad. Study hard, and if there's anything you don't understand, ask Brother. Also, what are we having for dinner?"

"Grilled fish."

"Great, great."

This was another Genius aspect of Er Ya that Yun Ming had discovered. For some reason, using the same steps, the dishes Er Ya made were just better than his.

Yun Ming had thus enjoyed many feasts.

As for the small green bottle, Yun Ming felt it was because his Realm was too low; perhaps he would be able to figure it out after the Foundation Establishment.

In the blink of an eye, the sky began to brighten.

Yun Ming woke up quite early, mainly because today's ten consecutive draws had arrived.

Name: [Yun Ming]

Realm: [Qi Refining Level 8]

Traits: [Serious Punch] (Gold) [Accidentally Entering the Heavenly Family] (Gold) [You Are So Flirty] (Purple) [Budget Warrior] (Blue) ...

Profession: First Grade High Grade Alchemist

Cultivation Technique: [Cold Spring Jade Quenching Record] (Gold) [Supreme Profound Pure Qi Art] (Purple) [Introduction to Alchemy Scripture] (Blue) ...

Spell: [Fuli Heaven-Concealing Record] (Color) [Purple Cloud Divine Thunder Curse] (Purple) [Essence of Five Elements Evasion] [Green Wood Art] (White) ...

Draws: [10]

Wealth: 2.107

Items: nine-turn jade infant pill Pill Formula (Gold) enlightenment card × 5 (Purple) jade marrow body washing paste (White) chaos spirit bell (White) Luoxia Sword (White) shuyu tripod (White) ...

"It's not much different from half a year ago," Yun Ming wanted to sigh, but then thought about whether sighing would affect his luck, so he quickly stopped, then began to bow to the sky, "Heaven, please bless me. Before, I got a gold one in a hundred draws, and a colored one in less than a thousand. It's been half a year, and I've done nearly two thousand draws; I haven't even seen a hair of a colored one. Please, let me get one!"

"Give me the draw!!!"

"Ding! Congratulations on obtaining the following items:

Low-Grade Spirit Stone × 1 (White)

Low-Grade Spirit Stone × 1 (White)

Low-Grade Spirit Stone × 1 (White)

...

Just when Yun Ming was disappointed again, the long-lost seven-colored light appeared once more.