The ancient giant bear hiding in the world of immortal cultivation

Chapter 354 Level 9 Demonic Wind

Wang Wu finally understood something.

If it weren't for the competition between the Lord of Muyang Mountain and the King of Xijiang, the Xijiang aquatic tribes wouldn't have been able to arbitrarily control the water resources.

In reality, the four—Big Monkey, Old Zhou, Wooden Man, and Jia Ding Monkey—would actually live quite comfortably.

If you only need to spare a few minutes a year to handle affairs, the rest of the time can be spent on pleasant cultivation, travel, food and drink. Where would you have such troubles?

Their purpose in existing is to enjoy these benefits and maintain the normal operation of this system.

Whether other lower-class beings have the opportunity to cross social classes or not, what does that have to do with them?
If this applies to Wang Wu, it would also make a lot of sense.

"Forget it, why think about that? I'm not a savior. I just want to live well. Fifty vats a day is just enough to bring a light rain to this grove of trees within a ten-mile radius. That's good enough!"

Next, Wang Wu recited the three syllables of the Earth Escape Technique key. Instantly, the spiritual network responded, and a strange rhythm descended, covering his entire body. With a whoosh, he directly burrowed into the ground.

As for its ability to burrow underground, it's only so-so. It can burrow about 100 meters per second, going up, down, left, or right. It can't pass through rocks or minerals, water, or tree roots. The requirements are quite demanding.

However, Wang Wu still accurately grasped the brilliance of this basic Daoist method, just as one can draw rich nourishment from singing a children's song like "Two Tigers".

"It has nothing to do with the method itself, but rather with the positioning of earth-elemental spiritual energy! There is a kind of Daoist charm, like a pearl hidden in the ocean, a stroke of genius, that resonates within! Ah, this is the Dao!"

"This humble Taoist has gained enlightenment again!"

Wang Wu repeatedly used up his Earth Escape Technique hundreds of times, exhausting all 5000 points of internet spiritual energy that the big monkey had given him. Only then did he return to his small puddle, three meters in diameter, with a sense of satisfaction.

In one word, cool!

Next, he spat out the small gray seal, placed it at the bottom of the puddle, and then silently plucked a hair. Carefully, he activated the Thirty-Six Transformations of Earthly Fiends, transferring the golden seal on his back onto the hair. Afterward, he transformed the hair into a carp.

The entire process was flawless.

It didn't trigger the spirit network at all, let alone anything else.

There's no way around it; this is the Tian Ji horse racing strategy.

The quality of his hairs is actually not good right now, and it is impossible to perfectly simulate him before the refining is completed.

Therefore, he cannot become him.

However, if he first transforms into a small carp with little substance and only a ninth-grade demon core, and then uses his hairs to transform, then it would be far too easy.

The spirit network can only recognize the golden seal. Since the golden seal cannot recognize Wang Wu's true form, it naturally cannot recognize whether he has been transferred.

The process was absolutely perfect.

Wang Wu's patient lying low for so long was not in vain.

With a cheerful smile, Wang Wu first mobilized his qi and blood, transforming his body into a demonic wind. In an instant, he flew from the spring to a tributary of the West River. His wind-riding magic was indeed awesome.

The key point is not the speed of 200 miles per second, but the natural and inherent stealth effect of this operation.

It was as if Wang Wu had been reborn.

In addition, another key point is that the consumption of qi and blood is only half of what it used to be.

Even when Wang Wu spared no expense, pushing the demonic wind to its limit and wanting the whole world to know he was coming, he could only manage to travel 100 miles per second.

However, by comprehending the profound meaning of the Wind Riding Dao, not only has the speed more than doubled, but the energy consumption has also been reduced by half.

It just exploded!
Meanwhile, the four clowns have collectively released their latest evaluation!
"Your demonic wind technique has undergone a fundamental and revolutionary improvement. You have stolen the true Dao from an unknown and ineffable existence."

"Your Demonic Wind Divine Power can better match your passive Concealment Divine Power, meaning that when you unleash the Demonic Wind Divine Power at full power, the passive Concealment Divine Power can play a full role."

"Your Demonic Wind Divine Power can now be better matched with the Ruyi An Shen Fa Divine Power, meaning that when you unleash the Demonic Wind Divine Power at full power, you can change its size at will."

"Your Demonic Wind Divine Power can now be better matched with the Invincible Body Divine Power. That is, when you unleash the Demonic Wind Divine Power at full power, you can activate level 11 Invincible Body, ignoring all hidden lightning and interrupting divine runes."

"Your current Demonic Wind Divine Power needs to be releveled. Your Demonic Wind Divine Power level is 6+2+1=9! This means that the effect of your Demonic Wind Divine Power has actually reached the level of a first-grade great demon."

"Congratulations, this is because you have achieved the level of a first-grade great demon in a certain data point through your hard work and without needing to upgrade your demon core."

"Friendly reminder: when you achieve these results in any five data points, regardless of the level of your demon core, you are a first-grade great demon!"

"You currently meet two requirements: Invincibility level 11 and Demonic Wind level 9."

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"Thank you! Thank you!"

Wang Wu knelt in devout worship in the void, for the Demon Wind Divine Power was one of the most important divine powers of the great demons.

It's very convenient to fight or escape.

However, the Demon Wind Divine Power is also a very limited divine power, especially in terms of the consumption of qi and blood, which is a major concern for every first-rank great demon.

Like the Peacock Emperor, who cried out even in death, "I am a bird that can fly..." The peacock was alright, after all, it was still a bird, but Wang Wu was a bear, not even a bird!
In terms of demonic wind magic, it is naturally inferior to avian demons, truly inferior. The second-rank Yan Feihen can already travel more than 200 miles per second. If it advances to the first rank in the future, traveling 500 miles per second should be no problem.

Therefore, we can understand how remarkable it is that Wang Wu has now reached such a level in mastering the Demon Wind Divine Power.

At this moment, after respectfully bowing nine times, he plunged into a tributary of the West River. Here, he began to silently circulate his icy spiritual energy. It's just water, simple!
Wait a minute, this isn't simple!
Wang Wu suddenly stopped. He circulated his level 15 spiritual energy and began to slowly sense the surroundings. After a moment, a strange expression appeared on his face.

Good heavens, that King of Xijiang is really something else. He actually exerted some kind of supernatural power, similar to customs duties, throughout the entire Xijiang River basin.

It's not that you can't get water. You can come to the river and get a bucket of water, no problem. You can also carry a load of water, no problem either. It's free. Just take it away.

However, if it exceeds 30 cubic meters, sorry, you'll have to pay tax.

An additional 50% water resource protection fee will be levied.

This was specifically designed to annoy Master Muyang.

He was directly opposing Master Muyang.

You ask why? I say why? Because I, the King of Xijiang, want to ride the dragon, to leap over the Dragon Gate! You can't stop me from leaping over the Dragon Gate, can you? Just bear with it for a moment, be understanding, and decades later, once I successfully leap over the Dragon Gate, everything will return to normal…

"When dogs fight, they get all messy, but what does it have to do with me?"

Wang Wu sneered and continued to circulate his icy spiritual energy, condensing only twenty cubic meters of ice each time before throwing it into his storage bag. As long as it didn't trigger your customs supernatural power.

It's true, it's just that Big Monkey, Old Zhou, and Jia Ding Monkey are too weak. They simply couldn't reach the West River basin silently, nor could they silently bypass the magic array on the riverbank to enter the water, let alone silently freeze the river water into ice.

Most importantly, there are no storage bags big enough.

Otherwise, this is no trouble at all.

Wang Wu filled his storage bag, then transformed back into a demonic wind and returned silently. He first went to the underground water source upstream of the spring, selected a long-dried-up tributary, stored all the ice there, sealed the surrounding area with black iron, and finally moved rocks and deployed more than a dozen runoff outlets.

In short, the main attraction is a maze. Those who can find this place are definitely not looking for it out of boredom, and those who want to look for it don't have the ability to do so.

Anyway, this move will last for three to five months.

The whole process took only a few minutes, and the problem was solved.

What a big deal!

Wang Wu glanced at the three men still frowning on the hill to the east. Their game was not over yet, and they were still thinking about what to do next.
The night was truly long and I couldn't sleep!

Since he no longer has a legitimate source of spiritual energy, he has no way to comprehend the profound meanings of the immortals. He's become addicted to exploiting the immortals, and he feels that his previous cultivation was nothing at all, completely inadequate.

Even the four clowns were impressed, and they were all eagerly awaiting the update.

What to do?

"The problem ultimately lies with the King of Xijiang. If it's really as the big monkey says, then it would be best to prevent him from ever jumping over the Dragon Gate."

Next, Wang Wu had an idea. He transformed into a demonic wind, traveling two hundred miles per second, heading straight for the lower reaches of the West River. He wanted to see what the so-called First-Class Dragon Gate was like, including what the ancient blood of the true dragon on it looked like, since he was bored anyway.

Well, to be honest, Wang Wu is somewhat interested in that True Dragon Ancient Blood.

After all, he now has a real identity, is a big carp with an official position, and is the future King of Inspiration. Who dares to say that he is not qualified to leap over the dragon gate and compete for the ancient blood of the true dragon?

After rushing for over a thousand miles in one breath, Wang Wu stopped, because the river in front of him was merging into an even larger river.

Without a doubt, this is the real Xijiang.

At first glance, the river stretches out majestically, resembling an endless sea.

The river was surging with huge waves, dark clouds gathered above, and lightning flashed and thunder roared. Every now and then, squads of patrolling demon soldiers could be seen swaggering by. There were at least a hundred of them in each squad, and they seemed to be connected to the blood energy array, which was activated from the spirit network.

In other words, these are all magicians from the cultivation world.

Wang Wu estimated that the number of demon soldiers patrolling the river within a 500-mile stretch alone exceeded one million.

If the spirit network is disconnected, these million mages are nothing, but if they are connected to the spirit network, they are a million demon soldiers with an average strength of rank four to five.

Who can stop it?

The key is that it only takes ten years to create this million demon soldiers!
Yes, these demon soldiers do not cultivate demon cores, and their lifespan is at most one hundred years, but their blood and energy are vigorous. With the help of the spirit network, their strength is comparable to that of fourth- or fifth-rank demons.

With this, who wouldn't say it's amazing after using it?
Wang Wu began to worry about Snake Nineteen and General Snow Wolf.

Those Five Poisons, Yue Shan and the like, they died and deserved to die, but the escapees were all formed into the Great Wilderness Sin Prison Legion. Alas, how can this withstand such a fast-growing cannon fodder legion?

Unfortunately, he was helpless about it; he couldn't even find where the Vermilion Bird Immortal Alliance was.

"So let's just stay here and quietly fleece the immortals."

Wang Wu sighed and dared not go looking for the First-Class Dragon Gate anymore, so he returned directly.

(End of this chapter)