My Two-sided Cultivation: Starting From Collecting Experiences

Chapter 502 - 502 Seven Spirits Entering the Body

502 Seven Spirits Entering the Body

Descending the mountain, Qin Huai was trailed by a powerful gust of wind. His body, drenched in blood, exuded a tangible murderous aura.

The warriors of the Heavenly Eagle Sect inhabiting the mountain were undoubtedly formidable, with their sect master even reaching the third-level visceral prefecture realm. However, that was all they were.

Not far away, the martial artists from Qingzhou City, who had come to attack the mountain, stood dumbfounded upon witnessing Qin Huai’s departing figure. They hadn’t anticipated that the alliance master would singlehandedly infiltrate a sect and escape unscathed.

“The master of the Qingzhou Alliance… He truly is a monster.”

“Thank heavens he didn’t attack us. He didn’t even consider us worth his time.”

Everyone glanced down at the deceased Ma Dongfa, and, exchanging glances, they comprehended the truth. They had just narrowly avoided death’s door.

“Brothers! Attack!”

“The Heavenly Eagle Sect’s experts have all been killed by the Qingzhou Alliance’s master. The remaining underlings will serve as our blood food!”

“Perhaps even the corpses of the sect master and some visceral realm experts are available!”

Upon uttering these words, everyone’s eyes burned with desire. They had initially planned to assault the Heavenly Eagle Sect due to the abundance of experts present, ensuring ample blood and fodder.

Furthermore, in the ongoing blood sea era, these sects’ mountains offered accelerated cultivation speeds. It was a treasure trove of favorable feng shui. That was why everyone coveted it and yearned to claim it as their own.

“Charge!” The crowd surged forward.

Among them were the disciples of the Heavenly Eagle Sect, who had initially fought tooth and nail alongside them, guarding the sect at the base of the mountain. Now that the battle at the summit was over, they had defected.

The mountain-attacking cultivators didn’t hesitate or reject them, readily accepting all of them.

In the distance, Qin Huai, who had emerged from the mountain, observed the spectacle unfolding before him. He remained unperturbed as he took in the sight of the burning mountain and the echoing screams.

“This is the bewitching power of the blood sea era. When a formidable person falls, their old companions and kin turn into ravenous beasts that smell blood. They leap at the opportunity, consuming them to augment their own strength.

“Disregarding the lives of the elderly, the young, the women, and the children, they’ve perverted the harshest law of the jungle into an era of prosperity and justice.

“Now, they should have a good taste of their own golden age.”

Qin Huai listened to the wails filling the landscape. Then, he slowly turned and strode into the distance.

…

Qin Huai sat cross-legged in the mountain’s heart, resting against a boulder.

He activated the wind breath technique within his body. His abundant life essence surged, guiding the countless fragments of the eagle demon, which began to rush toward his lungs.

Without much effort, Qin Huai channeled the four-winged eagle demon seed into his lungs. There was none of the difficulty he’d experienced when refining the bronze mountain and river diagram or the dragon corpse. The process was as effortless as quenching his thirst.

“Different guardian spirit items have their peculiarities,” Qin Huai murmured, opening his eyes. His inner sanctum remained resilient, showing no signs of being overfilled or overwhelmed.

“No one has ever claimed that a single organ can only contain one guardian spirit item. As long as one’s physique, blood, bones, and organs are strong enough, they can theoretically accommodate an infinite number of them. Even swallowing the entire world wouldn’t be an issue.”

As Qin Huai spoke, he gently guided the second fragment of the bird into his lungs. The pressure immediately amplified, reminiscent of when he had stowed away the treasures of the Tang family into the bronze landscape painting. The weight on his body was incredible, yet Qin Huai’s face lit up.

“As expected.” In high spirits, Qin Huai felt the two demon beasts lay quietly within his lungs.

For the third one, Qin Huai’s body was adorned with glowing bone patterns. The seven full patterns were entirely activated, covering his skin.

The terrifying power formed an energy wave and caused his body to start distorting. Like the others before, the implantation of the third demon seed went as smoothly.

After what seemed like an eternity, Qin Huai opened his eyes. “Hard work indeed pays off.”

He had finally discovered a method to ascend the blood sea, and his experiment was a success. The next course of action was to find more fiendish demons to provide logistical support as a safety measure.

The sky… Nearly seventy thousand feet above was the realm of the Kun Peng. A single misstep could lead to a fatal fall. Even with Qin Huai’s robust physique, such a fall would be catastrophic.

Qin Huai left the cave and made his way toward the remaining encampments of the White Cloud Sect and the Nine Regions Wind Chasing Divine Leg Sect.

…

Meanwhile, in the Thousand Divination Tower’s Rain Divination Pavilion, Zhou Chuanyong’s imposing figure sat cross-legged on the top floor. His brows were furrowed, and his aura was commanding.

At the staircase, Yue Yang, the lord of the Thousand Divination Tower, hurried towards Zhou Chuanyong. “My lord!”

“What is it?” Zhou Chuanyong slightly opened his eyes, gazing down at the stooped old man before him. He had little respect for such lackeys.

In the vast expanse of Qingzhou, the only person he admired was Kong Binghuang, the master of Wuji Mountain. Despite having fought him to a stalemate using the array, reaching that stage was proof enough of his extraordinary abilities and combat prowess.

“The Qingzhou Alliance’s master has been spotted!” Yue Yang announced.

“Oh?” Zhou Chuanyong instantly sat up straight, eager to confront the alliance master.

As he prepared to rush to the Heavenly Eagle Sect, however, Yue Yang interjected, “My lord, I’m afraid it’s too late. That man has already escaped.”