105: Chapter 105 Absorbing the Ghost Pill

"Hum!"

Before Wu Li could finish speaking, Lady Hua raised her hand to interrupt him.

Her gaze fell upon the dark blue Ghost Pill, and she said indifferently: "This Ghost Pill is the essence of Lord Tunming's entire cultivation. Ghosts belong to Yin, so this is also a type of lunar essence."

She raised her hand, and two strands of pale green Demon Power shot out from her fingertips.

One strand coiled around the Ghost Pill in Wu Li's claw, while the other coiled around the yang pearl suspended in mid-air.

The Ghost Pill and the yang pearl flew simultaneously before Lady Hua, hovering above her palm.

With a flick of her sleeve, she utilized the power of the sun stone to shoot a wisp of pale green Demon Power into the Ghost Pill. The Ghost Pill jolted violently, and wisps of gray-black Ghostly Demonic Aura steamed out from within, hissing as they dissipated in the night breeze.

The color of the Ghost Pill shifted from dark blue to pale cyan, and the flow of Ghost Qi within stabilized significantly; it was no longer violent or turbid, leaving behind only a mass of pure lunar essence.

Lady Hua then returned the Ghost Pill to Wu Li, her voice calm.

"I have removed the Impurities within; you can safely absorb the remaining power."

Wu Li took the Ghost Pill; it felt warm and smooth to the touch, and a stream of pure lunar essence surged into his body through his claw.

"Thank you, My Lady!"

Lady Hua waved her hand, shifting her gaze from Wu Li to Su Wanyue, who was lying on the ground.

The red-clad female ghost's ghostly form was nearly transparent, her bright red wedding dress scorched beyond recognition. Her blood-red pupils were filled with complex emotions as she lowered her head, remaining silent.

"I gave you the Ghost Pill, and in return, I want a person from you."

"This female ghost is of no further use to you, so give her to me."

Wu Li nodded without the slightest hesitation, his voice hoarse and calm: "I will follow your instructions, My Lady."

Lady Hua looked at Su Wanyue.

Su Wanyue raised her head, her blood-red pupils meeting Lady Hua's gaze.

Lady Hua spoke, her voice cold and languid: "Although Lord Tunming is dead, there is a temple located where his ghost mansion once stood."

"I can let you take over his nest, replace Lord Tunming, and become the master of that temple, but the cost is that you might be imprisoned within that temple for the rest of your life."

"Are you... willing?"

Su Wanyue did not hesitate, immediately nodding in agreement.

"I am willing."

Lady Hua looked at her and remained silent for a moment.

The night breeze blew, causing the bamboo leaves to rustle. Moonlight shone on Lady Hua's face, and the silhouettes of flower petals in her eyes trembled slightly.

She spoke, her voice still cold, but with an imperceptible trace of seriousness.

"I do not wish to deceive you."

"I am letting you inherit the position of Ghost Lord also for the sake of the remaining Power of Incense within his temple."

"If this succeeds, five years from now, you will still face a crisis."

Su Wanyue lowered her head and did not speak.

"But I can give you a new promise."

Lady Hua looked at Su Wanyue, her voice deepening slightly: "If you are unharmed five years from now, I can help you break the temple's imprisonment and let you leave."

Su Wanyue was silent for a moment, then raised her head, a glimmer of light flashing in her pupils.

She nodded, her voice hoarse and calm: "Thank you, My Lady."

Lady Hua nodded.

"Come with me."

Su Wanyue crawled up from the ground. Her bright red wedding dress was tattered, and her ghostly form was nearly transparent, but she did not hesitate, following behind Lady Hua as they walked into the dense forest.

After a few steps, she stopped and turned back to glance at Wu Li, who was crouching in the pile of rubble.

Wu Li crouched there, his pupils fixed on her, saying nothing.

Su Wanyue's lips moved as if to say something, but in the end, she said nothing.

She turned around and followed Lady Hua into the dense forest. Her red figure grew fainter and soon disappeared into the darkness.

Wu Li also withdrew his gaze, looking down at the Ghost Pill in his claw. He was silent for a moment before spreading his wings and flying toward the Stone Forest.

He had gained a great benefit today.

It was time to digest it a little.

...

At this moment.

Deep within the Limestone Cave, by the water pool.

Wu Li crouched on a blue stone and retrieved the pale cyan Ghost Pill from his Stomach Storage. The Ghost Pill felt warm and smooth, with pure lunar essence slowly flowing inside like a miniature moon.

He looked down at the Ghost Pill in his claw, a glimmer of anticipation flashing in his blood-red pupils, before closing his eyes and circulating the Blood Eye Pagoda Sutra.

"I wonder how much of an improvement this wave will give me."

As he spoke.

Wu Li circulated his Demon Power.

The Ghost Pill slowly melted in his claw, transforming into a stream of warm lunar power that surged into his body through his claw.

That power was not overbearing, but it was shockingly deep, like a clear spring in the mountains—a trickling stream, yet endless.

The lunar power flowed through his Meridians to all parts of his body. Wherever it passed, his Meridians were widened, his Demon Power was purified, his flesh was nourished, and his bones were strengthened.

Wu Li's body trembled slightly—not from pain, but from an indescribable sense of gratification.

"Awesome!!"

The lunar power circulated through his body again and again, finally being refined by the Blood Eye Pagoda Sutra and flowing into his Dantian.

At this moment.

The Demon Power in Wu Li's Dantian was compressed from dark red to deep red, and a point of light had even condensed in the center of his Dantian.

The point of light in his Dantian grew brighter and more solid, slowly rotating like a miniature sun.

"Boom~"

After the point of light condensed, Wu Li's cultivation reached the Peak of the Second Stage from the Late Stage without warning.

And the power of the Ghost Pill was still continuing.

Wave after wave.

The light in Wu Li's Dantian had been compressed to the extreme, and it began to slowly transform from a blurry point of light into an irregular core.

This was the embryonic form of a Demon Core, the mark of entry for a Third Stage Great Yao. The moment the Demon Core formed into a pill, Wu Li would officially step into the ranks of the Third Stage.

Demon Power was still condensing, and lunar power was still pouring in, but it began to lack follow-up strength. Finally, when the power of the Ghost Pill completely dissipated, Wu Li had only reached the stage of condensing a Demon Core.

Yet even so, his improvement had reached an inconceivable level.

The moment the embryonic Demon Core condensed, Wu Li's body underwent earth-shaking changes.

The Demon Power in his Dantian surged tenfold, transforming from a trickling stream into a rushing river. However, the change in Demon Power was only the most superficial benefit; a deeper metamorphosis was quietly taking place within his body.

First were the Meridians.

When the embryonic Demon Core condensed, the lunar power washed over his entire Meridians one last time.

Those originally narrow, twisted, and impurity-clogged Meridians were widened by a full fold, and the walls of the Meridians became as tough as iron, with no sense of stagnation as Demon Power circulated through them.

More importantly, the toughness of the Meridians was greatly improved; even if he unleashed Demon Power far exceeding his usual capacity in a short time, it would not cause damage to his Meridians.

Next was perception.

The moment the embryonic Demon Core condensed, a faint spiritual sense began to emerge in Wu Li's mind.

Because the Yao Race needs to awaken their intelligence, they take one more step than the Human Race. Therefore, in terms of spiritual sense, the Yao Race relies on their innate perception before reaching the Third Stage, and only after arriving at the Third Stage do they truly develop spiritual sense.