Cultivation : I'm an Ancient Giant Bear-Chapter 337 - 320: Evil Wind Bone Plague Third Phase
"External Incarnation?"
Wang Wu’s eyes lit up. It was exactly what he had vaguely thought of before. These four simpletons did prove to be somewhat useful.
At this moment, he plucked ten bear furs in one go. They must be plucked now, otherwise, after a period of enduring the Evil Wind Bone Plague, the basic attributes would decline, and the quality of these bear furs would degrade along with it.
In fact, the quality of these eleven bear furs was not the same.
The quality of the first one was the highest and could get a perfect score of 100 points. Even Grandpa Tree evaluated it as a super first-grade bloodline treasure.
The second one could only have 99.9 points.
It has nothing to do with which part of the body the bear fur was plucked from—top of the head, back, chest, legs—they were all the same. Plucking one automatically reduced his Qi Blood by ten thousand points, and Life Value by a thousand points.
So it’s almost like a balance; the quality score of the eleventh bear fur was only 99 points.
He left one bear fur in the Profound Iron House and put the rest into the Storage Pouch. In the future, when he has time, he can refine them into Innate Treasures, such as exploring whether a treasure similar to an external incarnation could be refined...
As for what’s next, the most important thing, of course, is to continue to endure the Yin Wind Bone Plague.
Emerging from the surface, Wang Wu immediately sensed an indescribable pressure brought by the Celestial Tribulation. It was truly terrifying. He dared not slack off and immediately started running steadily in circles. This operation was quite difficult because the dunes of the Evil Wind Desert would move randomly. Luckily, he could locate his bear fur.
After three days, the Evil Wind Bone Plague successfully infected him. He immediately used Earth Escape, returned to the Profound Iron House, and began a two-week ordeal.
Meanwhile, as Wang Wu was fiercely battling for Evil Wind Resistance, in the depths of the North Sea at least three hundred thousand miles away from him, on an inconspicuous reef, a tiny snake less than a millimeter long was holding its head high, sensing the changes in the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi.
After a long time, it suddenly laughed grotesquely and said to a tiny turtle nearby, as big as a grain of rice, "Turtle, my master plan is complete. Observing the changes in the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, the second cloud of the Celestial Tribulation is forming. It’s estimated that in just a hundred years, the Great Wilderness will see the emergence of the second Venerable of the Demon Race. At that time, I shall see how the Human Race Immortal Alliance can jump and collapse, hahaha!"
"Venerable strategizes brilliantly, with three thousand years of planning. It’s truly astonishing, but I wonder whose family this ’Emperor’ will fall upon?" The little turtle was both moved and curious.
"Heh, I guess it might come from the Xiong Family, but it could also appear in the other three families. I married off four daughters back then; there should be at least four candidates."
"It’s hateful; the Immortal Alliance is like a pack of mad dogs, relentlessly hunting me down. I had to flee into the deep sea, too far from the Great Wilderness, weakening the effect of bloodline induction. Otherwise, with my secret influence, the emergence of four Hidden Dragons wouldn’t allow the Immortal Alliance to trouble me!"
Upon saying this, the little snake couldn’t help but exhale impure air. Even bloodline induction wasn’t wholly reliable. For instance, last time, when it released bloodline induction, due to some accident, it almost met with disaster.
That bloodline Hidden Dragon from the Xiong Family was quite disobedient. Fortunately, the other three bloodline Hidden Dragons were decent.
"Turtle, I need to divinate once more. Borrow your turtle shell."
"Venerable, isn’t it too frequent? It might increase the chance of being sensed by the Celestial Tribulation! Also, the Human Race Immortal Alliance keeps constant surveillance using the Celestial Calculation Array, and they have laid down a Heaven and Earth Net in the North Sea. We just escaped, and you, Venerable, haven’t fully adapted to the Three Calamities..."
The little turtle advised tactfully.
"Turtle, you don’t understand. Many truths cannot be shared with you. It’s a pity that you don’t understand enough about the Five Elements Spirit Array. Otherwise, if you could deploy the Five Elements Spirit Array internally, initiating Inner and Outer Circulation to reveal Spirit Platform Clear Qi, you’d understand that I must fight for that sliver of vitality."
"And this sliver of vitality is not with me but with the four Hidden Dragons I planned and plotted thousands of years ago. I even sacrificed my four daughters for this day. I just want to know—I’d rather die than not know—what is the ultimate truth?"
"Hehehe, the three hundred Divine Dragons of my Dragon Race have had their Dragon Blood flowing for ten thousand years, and soon it will run dry. I look forward to seeing who will fill this gap when the Dragon Blood runs dry. Is it the Human Race or the Demon Race? Or perhaps that Little Tree Spirit? Someone has to fill the gap."
"Fill the gap, repair the heavens, Five Elements Heaven Repair! Hehehe!"
The little snake let out an eerie laugh, extremely desolate and mad.
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In the depths of the Evil Wind Desert, Wang Wu had begun his third round of combat against the Evil Wind Bone Plague.
After the first two attempts, he could now stabilize the damage caused by the Evil Wind Bone Plague, which meant losing three months of Shou, 10 Life Value, 10 Physical Strength, agility, power, and defense permanently -1, but Evil Wind Resistance +10.
It’s like some kind of trade, an expensive price, but very worthwhile.
His plan is first to endure for fifty years.
Twelve rounds a year, with each round consuming three months of permanent Shou, the total loss is only 150 years.
Meanwhile, his Life Value and Physical Strength can be reduced by 6000 points, leaving him with 19,250 points, just within a safe range.
The basic agility, basic power, and basic defense can all be reduced by 600 points, leaving only 227 points—it’s not just safe; it’s downright safe, isn’t it?
However, his Bloodline Divine Techniques, his Innate and Acquired, his Daoist Divine Techniques, his Lifebound Demon Soldiers, and Lifebound Flying Sword absolutely won’t be weakened at all.
At the same time, he can increase his Evil Wind Resistance to 6000 points.
So delighted, how wonderful!
Oh, the only impact on him at that time will be that the Five Elements Golden Body cannot be cultivated because the basic attributes won’t be sufficient.
Hahaha!
All of a sudden, Wang Wu was filled with hope for the future.
As for changes in the external world, what do they have to do with him?
So, he didn’t even notice that as time passed day by day, the Spirit Essence that fell every morning began to gradually reduce. Although the decrease was slow and hard to detect, the cumulative drop was nonetheless considerable over time.
In the blink of an eye, ten years had passed.
During this period, Wang Wu experienced another moment of inspiration, suddenly coming up with the idea of returning to the South Wilderness for a look. But before the idea even settled in, he dismissed and discarded it.
Not a chance!
Over the past ten years, Wang Wu has thrived in the Evil Wind Desert.
He has now accumulated 1250 points of Evil Wind Resistance, so to catch the Evil Wind Bone Plague again, he has to wander aimlessly like a headless fly in the Evil Wind Desert for five consecutive days and nights.
This was somewhat outside of his plan.
But it’s not a big problem.
Five days, so be it!
In the blink of an eye, another ten years passed, and Wang Wu’s Evil Wind Resistance had accumulated to 2500 points. But now, he needs to wander continuously in the Evil Wind Desert for ten days and nights, constantly exposed to the evil wind, to catch the Evil Wind Bone Plague again.
Then, it only takes five days to fully cure.
Furthermore, the resistance gained begins to decline, and the punishment is also reduced.
This is no good.
After a moment of confusion, Wang Wu was forced to change his plan quickly, choosing not to return but to let the Evil Wind Bone Plague develop freely.
The specific operation is, when others catch the Evil Wind Bone Plague, they need to immediately avoid continued exposure to the evil wind.
Then quickly heal.
But he, however, does not avoid it after getting infected, continuing to play music and dance, "I am the happy Old Wang the Fifth!"
But just one day after implementing this plan, Wang Wu regretted it.
Because once he catches the Evil Wind Bone Plague but does not immediately avoid it, it seems as if he directly becomes the Evil Wind Saint Body, with the evil wind in the desert from all directions drilling into his bone crevices like vultures and flies.
"Warning! You are courting death. Please immediately enter underground to avoid the evil wind. Your Evil Wind Bone Plague has entered the second stage, and the evil wind inside you is destroying your body!"
"Same as above!"
"Same!"
"Above!"
Four alarming red messages popped out, Wang Wu immediately burrowed back underground. This time, he got what he wished for; the second stage of the Evil Wind Bone Plague tortured him for half a month before it had to heal itself.
The resistance was present, and coupled with his control over the Pale Fire to assist, what did a mere second stage evolution of the Evil Wind Bone Plague amount to!
After this, Wang Wu consistently triggered the second stage evolution of the Evil Wind Bone Plague, gradually, even the second stage could no longer satisfy him, so he simply triggered the third stage evolution.
By this stage, the quantity of evil wind he absorbed each time reached ten times that of the first stage.
No choice, his Evil Wind Resistance had soared to 3500 points.
Fortunately, the third stage of the Evil Wind Bone Plague was intense and fierce enough. Wang Wu took about three years to calmly raise his Evil Wind Resistance to 4000 points.
At this point, his originally set 50-year plan had long veered far off course.
Because his Life Value and Physical Strength cap had dropped to 18000 points.
Basic Agility, Basic Power, and Basic Defense had also fallen to 200 points.
Even his lifespan had been reduced by 800 years, leaving him with only 1010 years, including the old age phase of five hundred years, meaning that in another five hundred years, he would turn into an Old Bear!
Hahaha!
There’s no way around it, the second stage evolution of the Evil Wind Bone Plague was within tolerable limits, but the third stage evolution of the Evil Wind Bone Plague was even more troublesome than he imagined. The damage to the body was also unavoidable, even threatening the Five Demon Pills and Dual Spirit Pill. It was only with the help of the Pale Fire and his significantly high resistance that he avoided core losses.
Of course, mainly because Wang Wu was in a hurry. If he weren’t in a rush and only farmed resistance against the first stage of the Evil Wind Bone Plague, although 50 years would certainly not be enough, with a hundred or two hundred years, he could eventually achieve it.
But who could blame the Celestial Tribulation for not waiting for anyone!
Now, with one fierce operation like a tiger, he completely freed himself from the lock of the Celestial Tribulation in just thirty years, gaining his freedom!
"Can’t farm anymore, there’s only five hundred years of prime years left, will consider it later."
Wang Wu was fairly rational.
Hmm, mainly because the third stage of the Evil Wind Bone Plague was too ferocious!
Giving one the sense that the higher the resistance, the more terrifying the rebound.
That’s right, its damage wasn’t offset but accumulated over time, gradually overflowing the dam of resistance, then with a bang, it would hit him hard.
This evil wind is too sinister!
Wang Wu even wondered if he could max out his Evil Wind Resistance in the future?
And so, on one morning thirty years later, Wang Wu packed up his Profound Iron House and returned to the surface, preparing to make a trip to the West Coast—but just as he poked his head out, he witnessed a scene so horrifying!
Lu Wuchen had arrived!
Holding in both hands a bizarre, indescribable, immensely terrifying long sword.
He stood high in the skies above the Evil Wind Desert, like an Immortal descending to the world!
