Starting with Proficiency Panel-Chapter 494 - 491 Hunting God

Lu Ren’s heart trembled slightly; he hadn’t expected Ao Li to have such a solution in his hands.

Lu Ren’s expression fluctuated between gloom and brightness before he finally fixed his gaze on Ao Li.

"Why should I trust you?"

"I don’t need you to trust me. After all, the initiative of the deal is in your hands." Ao Li’s lantern-like eyes glowed faintly red as he repeated.

"The things in Wang City are not so easily taken."

Coming out from the Inner Realm, Lu Ren furrowed his brow. It wasn’t that he hadn’t gained anything; the bits of information Ao Li revealed during their exchange had told him a lot.

"Wang City..."

Lu Ren gazed deeply before giving up on pondering these matters. After focusing on witchcraft, the Original Path was completely blocked as his Constitution had changed, severing that faint connection he once had. Even now, if he wanted to find it, he couldn’t.

That path had completely vanished from the Inner Realm.

It turns out the practice method of the Ta Li Body Forging Technique is witchcraft.

With a shift in thoughts, he was surprised to find a "(Witch)" noted next to his surname on the attribute panel.

Does this count as revealing my true name?

Lu Ren wasn’t all that resistant. For him, as long as the cultivation method didn’t require countless lives as sacrifices, it didn’t matter much.

As long as he could reach the ultimate level of Power, Lu Ren was entirely open to it, even if that Power was extremely sinister and eerie.

Now, the authority of the earth presented an excellent opportunity to enhance his strength.

He stood on the roof of an ancient house, gazing at the silhouettes of distant mountains. A trace of yearning appeared in his eyes; if Xu Qing wasn’t mistaken, there were many Shrines like Spiritual Mist Mountain in this new world, forming intricate divine systems.

At present, Lu Ren no longer lingered in the courtyard. He returned to his room to continue circulating the mysterious substance condensed from the Body Forging Technique—Witch Power—throughout his body, continuously transforming his Human Immortal Body into a Constitution suitable for practicing the Witchcraft Path.

Back in the primitive era, the Witchcraft Path was extremely rough. Back when the Human Race first emerged on the earth, compared to other primordial beasts, they were merely prey, constantly hunted.

In that era, it wasn’t just about saber-toothed tigers; the Demon Race had long existed on earth.

It was a dark age, with unimaginable blood and tears allowing humans to survive rather than perish like other races.

With totems laying the foundation, the witches eventually took root and, in doing so, expanded the Human Race, becoming one of the top sequences of the primordial races.

But at a certain point in time, the witches quickly dwindled, replaced by the Immortal Path; subsequently, the Immortal God rose, and the witches were buried in history, eventually disappearing.

As the sun rose, Lu Ren opened his eyes, walked out the door, and faced the first light of dawn. Unlike the current world, he didn’t swallow or absorb it.

This world was full of strangeness; the nine skies above were locked by bizarre Spirit Bodies roaming everywhere, and the sunlight was filled with eerie energy, mixed with extremely strange forces, which he dared not absorb rashly.

Strictly speaking, Lu Ren had not absorbed the extraordinary material of this world until now but had maintained himself using the Red Dragon Inner Core.

Once the Body Forging Technique progressed two more stages, forming a small Inner Heaven and Earth cycle, he could become self-sufficient, forming an internal cycle without drawing from the outside world.

Lu Ren thought it was akin to a perpetual motion machine regulation attribute.

Logically speaking, once such an internal cycle system is formed, it’s like a car changing its engine and fuel tank, needing no refueling while running, with oil spilling out of the tank while driving.

It’s truly absurd.

Lu Ren didn’t believe this was the purest form of witchcraft, knowing that what he gained from the Supreme Venerable Sacred Tree in Wang City clearly originated from a cultivation system from an extremely distant supercluster.

Despite having a witchcraft background, it must have been modified and sublimated numerous times to exhibit such perpetual motion attributes.

"Besides the nearby Spiritual Mist Mountain, where is the nearest Shrine?"

During breakfast, Lu Ren asked aloud.

Xu Qing seemed puzzled but didn’t ask much. After some thought, she said, "To the west of the city, there seems to be another Shrine on Chenming Mountain, said to worship a deity called Jiaodi."

"Jiaodi, what’s the story there?" Lu Ren asked, interested.

"Um..."

Xu Qing thought hard before uncertainly speaking, "I heard that the mountain was once a position leading to the Netherworld and was guarded by a Grand General in ancient times. After his death, people built a Shrine for commemoration over time, and that Grand General’s name was Jiaodi."

Lu Ren’s gaze deepened as he slowly got up, saying, "You don’t need to prepare lunch for me today; I’m going out."

Watching Lu Ren leave, Xu Qing hurriedly asked, "Do I still need to practice punches today?"

Without turning back, Lu Ren said, "A hundred times at least."

Nosy!

Xu Qing regretted it internally; she felt like those annoying classmates who reminded the teacher about homework assignments when they hadn’t been assigned any.

As he sped along, Lu Ren stopped in his tracks when passing the edge of the city, changing directions to head another way, before reaching a rooftop after some distance.

At this moment, Sun Wukong was holding a pizza in his left hand, gnawing on a chicken leg with his right, his mouth greasy, with many food boxes beside him, savoring his meal.

"Have you just been eating these past few days?"

Lu Ren frowned at the scattered empty food boxes around Sun Wukong, nearly all eaten clean, with plates licked spotless.

Upon hearing that, Sun Wukong turned to glance at Lu Ren. Seeing him, he quickly chewed and swallowed, saying, "Why the rush? This is a vast world. Finding King Yu’s Cauldron isn’t easy. I’ve managed to get out, so I should treat myself."

"You didn’t pay for this, did you?"

"Pay? Pay for what? I, Old Sun, never paid for food." Sun Wukong said with pride, "Even back when I went to the Celestial Court and attended banquets, I’d devour everything laid out without paying a dime."

Then, with displeasure, Sun Wukong said, "I don’t know what magic your Human Race’s currency holds, influencing even Immortal Gods. With money, it seems anything’s possible."

After confirming Sun Wukong wasn’t causing trouble, Lu Ren felt relieved, noticing that with Buddhist True Essence as his core and accumulating quite a bit by now, he believed Sun Wukong would soon be able to open the Celestial Eye.