With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal-Chapter 894 - 629: Return of the Dragon Demon, Integrating the Lost - , Domain of the Deathbearer!
As for the imagined initiation into Divine Skills earlier, Meng Chuan decided to let it go for now.
He didn’t even know where the entrance was, so how could he get in...
"Take it step by step, maybe if I withstand this strike, Elder Zhao might teach me earlier, who knows..."
Otherwise, it’ll have to wait until after Breaking Four.
Meng Chuan was not in a hurry, as long as he could learn something. Continual progress was more important than anything.
...
His Heart Spirit stirred, and dark clouds gathered in the void.
A large black dragon’s head emerged from his chest, followed by its limbs breaking free, dispersing the clouds, and surrounding him, shaking its head and frolicking wildly.
After these days of effort, the dragon demon, crushed to death by molten steel, had once again formed its body!
Meng Chuan observed carefully.
The dragon scales, dragon horns, dragon whiskers, and the Celestial Eye on its head were all present, no longer needing to slowly evolve from a big black snake. He sighed in relief.
The dragon demon was appropriately controlled in size, crawling along his arm to his shoulder, diving down, circling his waist, and twisting its dragon head to breathe on him.
Hungry!
Hungry!
Hungry!
The beggar has come.
Having just formed its body, the dragon demon was so hungry its eyes sparkled with stars, desperately needing a large amount of vital energy to fill its belly.
Meng Chuan’s eyes flashed, first taking out two pieces of Golden True Spirit from the demon mirror and tossing them to the dragon demon.
Like Pigsy eating Ginseng Fruit, the dragon demon swallowed them without a sound, drooling long strands.
It’s not filling!
Raising half its body, its two crow-like front claws hugged his waist, shaking back and forth, with an ingratiatingly exaggerated dragon face.
Two pieces weren’t enough, it needed more!
"No more..."
Meng Chuan, connected in spirit with it, knew that these True Spirits had to be absorbed by the dragon demon to supplement itself and could not replenish his own root bones.
The Celestial Demon’s True Spirit, he still had quite a stock.
Feeding it now...
Was a bit wasteful...
Meng Chuan had a thought and summoned the Red Refining Banner, entering it with the dragon demon.
He went to cultivate, and the Red Refining Banner was full of insignificant dragons, just perfect for the dragon demon to hunt on its own and fill its belly.
Saving a large amount of resources, wonderful!
At the same time, Meng Chuan also thought, Yin Tianshou was indeed a fierce dragon.
From a humble lesser dragon that the dragon demon could easily slay, he had grown to become today’s "Zhulong Revered One," a legendary figure among the Dragon Race, truly impressive...
...
Within the banner, there was no sun or moon, only a sea of crimson.
The dragon demon’s whiskers swayed as it sensed the aroma of a delicious crab yolk broth.
Its vertical pupils glowed, its body writhing restlessly.
"Go."
Meng Chuan commanded, and the dragon demon "whoosh" flew out, unable to suppress its hunting desire any longer.
Among his subordinates’ various creatures, the dragon demon was the first to appear and was the most agile, for some unknown reason...
The existence of Tao Heart was an "anomaly" that Meng Chuan still couldn’t decipher, setting it aside for now.
Compared to the Elephant God, the dragon demon was clearly much smarter, with a nimble mind.
Why this was, Meng Chuan had some guesses:
"The Elephant God is a manifestation of my Spiritual Power, with roots directly tied to the soul.
Whereas the dragon demon is a creation of external cultivation, perhaps it can be seen as... a symbol of the physique..."
His physical Innate talent far surpassed his Spiritual Power.
This might be the fundamental reason for the dragon demon’s exceptional nature.
In this regard... how to improve?
How to make the Elephant God also possess autonomous thinking and act more flexibly like the dragon demon?
The Elephant God was like a pillar, standing in the Upper Dantian.
Without his commands, it remained still, only acting in "auto-cultivation" mode before returning to a standby, play-dead state.
Enhancing the spiritual foundation proved unfeasible.
Though upgraded to the [Glazed Foundation], it remained an acquired talent instead of Innate.
To make the Elephant God smarter, its essence had to change.
In other words, a transformation in the nature of Spiritual Power.
This was difficult for others, but he could achieve it through specific attributes.
In the future, he could pay attention, potentially cultivating certain attributes of cultivation technique, focusing on nurturing the Elephant God.
Aside from compensating for his own shortcomings, Meng Chuan believed in sharing the fortune fairly, not favoring only the dragon demon...
He gathered his thoughts and sat cross-legged on the ground.
There was an important task to accomplish today.
Meng Chuan turned his hand to reveal a tortoiseshell engraved with "Demon Skill."
Placing it before him, he contemplated as usual.
Understanding the Chapter on "Confusion" was nearly complete in recent days.
Today, he could begin integrating this Chapter. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞
In the banner, a gust of Demon Seed True Qi gathered like a storm.
Meng Chuan took a deep drag of black and crimson smoke, feeling instant mental clarity and comfort.
Anyone else taking a drag would likely feel discomfort for a good while.
If they dared to inhale as he did, their mind would probably turn into a muddled mess.
However, he not only lacked any negative effects, but his thoughts flowed clearly, entirely free of distractions.
This was a place uniquely suited for him to practice [Tao Heart Demon Seeding], with countless excellent applications.
Suppressing the urge to integrate immediately, Meng Chuan cradled the tortoiseshell, studying it once more.
"During critical moments, one must maintain calmness, not rush. Especially during cultivation, one shouldn’t act hastily but must ensure absolute certainty before proceeding."
Meng Chuan had always been cautious, though occasionally allowing the power of [Liberation] to cloud his judgment, appearing reckless...
Two incense sticks’ time passed.
Putting away the tortoiseshell, he was filled with endless wonder, contemplating in his heart.
Forming hand seals, both palms facing heaven, he circulated [Tao Heart Demon Seeding].
The black-purple internal breath flowed in ceaseless spirals, cleansing the main branches, dispersing into star paths, and extending into the stellar meridian knots.
The center of his brow, the Upper Dantian.
The Elephant God was equally imbued by the internal breath, turning jet black and purple, utterly sinister.
This wasn’t due to any issue but rather Meng Chuan’s dispersing Spiritual Power, visualizing his own sense of confusion.
The saying goes, "The wise are never perplexed."
Meng Chuan had no confusion over his past, having walked each step with steadiness, his heart as stable as a mountain, utterly tranquil.
But regarding the future, who can be without confusion?
