7: Chapter 7: Refining the Elixir, Summoning the Bone Demon, Time to Get to Work!

"I was just worrying about my slow cultivation speed!"

Feng Yifan's eyes lit up when he saw the Medicinal Pills.

There were only two ways for him to quickly increase his cultivation and strength.

One was to rely on the Li Clan to hunt Yao Beasts with demonic power and sacrifice them to him.

But the Li Clan Members were all ordinary people; even killing a pack of mostly ordinary wild wolves had resulted in four deaths.

Go kill even more powerful Yao Beasts?

Wouldn't that be seeking death?

The other way was to rely on his own cultivation.

But this tiger body of his had neither a special Bloodline Legacy nor extraordinary cultivation Aptitude.

He didn't even have a single Cultivation Technique!

The speed of his self-cultivation was embarrassingly slow.

"Now it's fine, there's a third way—popping pills!"

Feng Yifan immediately tossed one of each type of Medicinal Pill into his tiger maw.

For these tiny pills, let alone three, even if he threw thirty inside, they would fit easily.

"However, Your Majesty is no reckless fool! I am naturally cautious and careful!"

The Foundation Cultivation Pill is for strengthening the foundation and nurturing the source.

The qi gathering pill is for gathering Spiritual Qi.

The Spirit-Nurturing Pill is for nourishing the soul.

Taking one of each, no problem.

Moreover, these were Medicinal Pills given by the Sword Sect to newly initiated Disciples, so the medicinal strength shouldn't be too strong.

Feng Yifan believed that as a first-grade Spirit Demon, taking one would not be an issue.

After swallowing them, he used his Divine Thought to drive the demonic power throughout his body to refine the three Medicinal Pills.

At first, everything was normal.

The medicinal strength slowly emanated from the pills.

Gradually, it seeped into his Meridians and acupoints.

Wisps of it nourished his flesh, bones, spiritual terrace, Sea of Consciousness, and even his fur...

"Fur?" Feng Yifan was immersed in the comfortable sensation of the demonic power dispersing and was about to close his eyes to sleep when he suddenly realized.

He sensed that some medicinal strength he hadn't had time to absorb was leaking through his fur and dissipating into the surrounding world!

It wasn't just the medicinal strength.

Much of the Spiritual Qi gathered by the qi gathering pill was also being wasted.

Although these low-grade Medicinal Pills of mediocre quality didn't stir up much Spiritual Qi to begin with, it would have been better if he could have guided it into his body for refinement through his breathing.

Thus, much of the Spiritual Qi dispersed again.

When Feng Yifan was human, he had been raised to be truly frugal.

He couldn't stand waste.

Turning off lights and faucets was instinctual, written into his Bloodline.

He even suspected that in this life as a tiger yao, if he ever married and had cubs, they would inherit this trait through the Bloodline Legacy!

So, sensing the Spiritual Qi and medicinal strength that belonged to him but couldn't be fully utilized dissipating around him, his heart ached.

It was, quite literally, heartbreaking!

"It's right at my doorstep, how can I just let it escape?"

But he truly lacked the ability to retain it himself.

What to do?

Almost instinctively, Feng Yifan wanted to activate the Divine Kingdom boundary stele.

However, the Divine Kingdom boundary stele's territory covered the entire Little Yao Mountain.

As well as an area of several miles around the foot of the mountain.

Although Little Yao Mountain was just a small hill no more than a few hundred meters high.

"But with such a small amount of medicinal strength and Spiritual Qi, what's the difference between spreading it over such a large space and it just dissipating?"

He pondered a countermeasure while working hard to refine the energy.

Suddenly, a stroke of inspiration hit him.

Then, with a thought of his Divine Thought.

...

At the foot of the mountain.

The Li Clan settlement.

In the field where the boundary stele was buried.

A skeletal hand reached out from the soil.

Then, an entire skeleton frame crawled out of the earth.

It stood up shakily, looked around, and stomped its feet to the left and right.

"Get up!"

"Everyone, get up!"

"The Mountain God is summoning us!"

As the words fell, three more skeletons crawled out of the ground.

Then they began to head towards the mountain peak.

Before leaving, Second Uncle Li kicked Old Loach, who was covered under a straw mat nearby.

"Old Loach, we're going up the mountain. Don't sleep like the dead, or a wolf might carry you off!"

This Old Loach had been disrespectful to the Mountain God and was punished by the Clan Chief to sleep outside for three days, yet he actually slept soundly every night.

How could they let him sleep well?

The few of them took turns throughout the night and could wake each other up several times.

Being summoned by the Mountain God today, he got off easy!

...

Under the moonlight.

Four White Bone Ghouls dashed at full speed.

In a short while, they reached the mountain peak.

They pushed the door and entered the Mountain Lord Temple.

Then, under the direction of Feng Yifan's Divine Thought, they sat cross-legged around the altar.

The wisps of medicinal strength and Spiritual Qi emanating from the tiger yao lying on the altar then fell upon their heads.

Faint green threads and ethereal white wisps soaked into the white bones and fell into the skeletons' eyes, nourishing the souls within.

Second Uncle Li and the other three White Bone Ghouls almost immediately entered a meditative state.

The soul fires in their eye sockets flickered, showing that they were autonomously absorbing the Spiritual Qi.

"Aha! It worked!"

Feng Yifan sensed this and couldn't help but feel pleased with himself.

However, in the next instant, he couldn't help but grimace.

Because of Li Linfeng.

Li Linfeng was his Divine Servant.

As the Divine Lord, he could naturally sense the other's state.

After entering the Sword Sect, the Outer Sect Disciples not only received their monthly Medicinal Pills but were also taught a basic Mind-Cultivation Technique.

With a Mind-Cultivation Technique, the other party refined Medicinal Pills and Spiritual Qi with half the effort and twice the result.

There was no waste at all.

Feng Yifan had also learned this basic technique.

Unfortunately, it was a cultivation formula of the Human Race.

He couldn't use it!

Not just him, but these four beside him couldn't use it either.

In other words, he plus these four White Bone Ghouls still couldn't match Li Linfeng's cultivation speed!

"...Fuck!" Feng Yifan cursed inwardly.

He felt the cruelty of the saying "comparisons are odious."

"It seems quite necessary for me to also get a Yao Race Cultivation Technique!"

However, this matter couldn't be rushed, and there seemed to be no good way for now.

Within the Sword Sect, there might be one.

But Li Linfeng had just entered the sect and certainly had no chance to access it.

"Wait a bit longer," he thought to himself. "In a couple of days, once this kid is familiar with the environment, I'll talk to him about this."

For the Divine Lord to have a Divine Servant do something, he only needed to give an order, and the other party certainly couldn't disobey.

Li Linfeng was the Reincarnation of some Sword Immortal; judging by some of his behaviors, he seemed to still have memories of his past life.

Perhaps he himself remembered some Yao Race techniques.

But Feng Yifan didn't trust him right now.

What if the other party gave him a problematic one? Wouldn't that be trouble?

"With my current understanding of cultivation, I can't judge its authenticity."

"It's more reliable to find an opportunity to 'watch' him go and get a technique."

...

The following day.

The Li Clan continued to clear wasteland.

Even three and four-year-old children were helping with the work.

When it was mealtime, they cried from hunger, and their parents, too busy to attend to them, could only coax them into chewing on grass roots.

Some grass roots weren't completely dead; when they were dug up during plowing, the older children were told to wash them and give them to the younger ones to keep in their mouths to soothe them.

Perhaps tasting some sweetness, a few children grinned.

A few older children followed suit with silly smiles, salivating with envy.

When the adults saw this, they could only smile; food was not abundant, and they had to be frugal.

The Clan Chief was right; buying food frequently would make people think they had money, which would bring trouble.

"...Sigh!"

Looking at this while taking a break from cultivation, Feng Yifan felt a bit of pity.

His eyes unconsciously glanced at the clay pot on the side.

Inside was meat soup.

Leftovers from the last meal.

At this moment, the medicinal strength of the Medicinal Pills was just exhausted.

[demonic power +23!]

[Evil God Power +0.3!]

[Congratulations, Your Majesty, on your Breakthrough; you have been promoted to Second-Grade Spirit Demon!]

"...Tsk!"

"Although I'm an Evil God now, I can't just take without giving and do nothing at all!"

"For future returns and for that delicious meat soup, a proper investment is only right."

Having made a decision, he looked at the four White Bone Skeletons below the altar and had a thought.

He woke the four White Bone Ghouls.

"Get up, time to work!"