Gentlemen, it's time to enter the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls.

Chapter 108 The Demon Lord Doesn't Do Business at a Loss
"Om, ma, ni, ba, mi, hum..."

"Ahhh!"

……

Screams and chanting of mantras rose and fell, accompanied by the wailing of ghosts and howls of wolves.

This situation has been going on for nearly ten months.

Perhaps the sound was too frightening, because Chen Ye hadn't encountered a single visitor in the past few months.

Occasionally, when he falls asleep, the crimson serpent will appear in his dreams and offer him some guidance. It's not that Chen Ye is careless and allows it to invade his dreams; in fact, he has tried many methods, but none can stop it, so he has no choice but to endure it for the time being.

This Crimson Serpent Buddha seemed extremely patient, and for months he did not mention letting Chen Ye join the Crimson Serpent Demonic Sect, but when giving guidance he always led Chen Ye toward the demonic path.

In recent days, Chen Ye has learned several extremely vicious demonic techniques, one of which can refine pills that strengthen the soul.

However, the method was too cruel, requiring the extraction of a live infant's brain as a medicinal ingredient.

The giant red serpent seemed determined to tell Chen Ye all sorts of shortcuts to cultivation, waiting for him to finally give in.

Although Chen Ye didn't need to use it, he still studied it carefully, repeatedly scrutinizing and seeking advice on the details.

It's rare to have such an expert to guide us, which perfectly fills in the gaps in Mo Ci's guidance.

His cultivation was advancing by leaps and bounds, and the knowledge of various cultivation methods was like a sudden enlightenment. The feeling of cultivating in peace was excellent. In just a few months, Chen Ye had already felt that the spiritual energy in his body was full, and he had a feeling that the water was overflowing.

If others knew, they would probably be green with envy.

Ordinary people cannot control their Qi Sea; after more than a hundred years, they can barely reach the limits of their physical body.

However, Chen Ye possesses the secret technique of the "Six-Syllable Mantra," which allows him to cultivate ten times faster than ordinary people. In addition, the special condition of his eighteen Qi Seas allows him to absorb and release spiritual energy in such a large way that even the blessed land of Hundred Seas Valley cannot support it. Therefore, he needs to use the Yin Soul of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner as a foundation to draw spiritual energy from the void for him.

With all these blessings, Chen Ye has achieved his current astonishing cultivation speed.

The physical body is limited; even after undergoing spiritual cleansing, it is still ultimately a mortal body.

They might be healthier than humans, and living to be one or two hundred years old and dying peacefully without illness wouldn't be difficult, but there are still limitations.

If Chen Ye wants to extend his lifespan, he needs to refine his body with Qi and Sha.

This is considered the most painful step in cultivation. Chang Shou couldn't bear this pain and almost died during the body refinement process.

However, Chen Ye has Vajra Powder, which can save a lot of trouble.

Having stopped his cultivation, Chen Ye waved his hand to stop the spirits.

Mo Ci, who had been screaming in agony, took a breath. If it were a few months ago, he would have cursed Chen Ye several times over, but now he was too tired to curse. In the past few months, Mo Ci's cultivation progressed slowly. He could barely recite scriptures once or twice, but ultimately could not withstand the excruciating pain.

Chen Ye couldn't help but want to advise, "Master, admitting a mistake won't kill you."

If one sincerely repents, the sins will be offset by the punishment; but if one refuses to admit wrongdoing, then enduring any amount of punishment will be useless.

But Mo Ci seemed determined, and for months he hadn't said anything about what mistake he had made, just stubbornly bearing it.

Chen Ye didn't know whether to call him stubborn or resolute.

However, since this is the only way to save himself, Chen Ye has done all he could. The rest is up to Mo Ci's own fate.

After putting away the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, Chen Ye stretched and went to sleep.

For the past few months, he has been doing the same thing: practicing, resting, and then practicing again. No wonder people often say that there is no time in the mountains; the days of seclusion and practice always pass by quickly.

Once he woke up from this nap, Chen Ye prepared to begin the Gang Sha Body Refinement.

Before long, Chen Ye lay down on the stone bed and fell into a deep sleep.

But just as he fell asleep, the crimson serpent quietly slipped into his dream again, saying mysteriously, "Your cultivation is progressing rapidly, and you are about to enter the realm of Qi Refining Body. Do you know that Qi Refining Body is also divided into multiple grades?"

The two had been communicating in their dreams for months and were now quite familiar with each other. The Crimson Serpent, now that it had appeared, no longer adopted that Buddha-like demeanor and spoke directly.

Chen Ye had grown accustomed to the frequent appearances of this giant snake, so he humbly asked, "I have only been cultivating for a short time and have limited knowledge. I would be grateful if you could enlighten me."

The Crimson Serpent explained, "The key to the so-called '罡煞体炼' (罡煞体炼) lies in transformation, breaking through the innate shackles of the mortal body. Ordinary罡煞 can cause flesh and blood to rot and break its original form. At this time, spiritual energy is guided to nourish the flesh and blood, breaking through and then rebuilding, in order to succeed. Naturally, this is extremely painful."

"Ordinary cultivators can only injure their skin and flesh each time they cultivate, gradually transforming their physical body from the outside in, but it is difficult to penetrate deep into the internal organs."

"It is because the internal organs are really fragile, and even the slightest damage will lead to death. Therefore, the lowest level of the Gang Sha Body Refinement only refines the skin and flesh, the middle level can refine the internal organs, and the highest level can refine the bone marrow. Only in this way can one truly be reborn and have hope of becoming an immortal."

Chen Ye understood and asked again, "I have the Vajra Powder from the Incense Burning Sect. If I use this to aid my cultivation, can I reach the superior realm?"

The Crimson Serpent shook its head and said, "The Vajra Powder is only useful for tempering the skin and flesh, and it reduces pain by blocking the blood and flesh. On the surface, it makes it easier to temper the body, but it is ultimately only a low-grade product. Moreover, after using the Vajra Powder, it will be much more difficult to temper the internal organs and bone marrow."

Chen Ye frowned. This Vajra Powder actually has side effects? Then how come it's worth tens of thousands of Azure Pearls? Could this demon be lying to people?

Chen Ye became wary, but still pressed on, "May I ask, Venerable One, how does one refine their body to obtain a high-grade Dao Fruit?"

"Hehe, I've taught you quite a bit over the past few months, but you can't take advantage of someone for nothing, can you?"

Here it comes, just as expected. The devil won't do a losing business; this devil is finally going to state his terms.

"Please enlighten me, Your Excellency. However, my cultivation is low, and I'm afraid I don't have any treasures to offer."

"Don't worry, I don't need your treasures. I wouldn't even look at what you have. But I need you to do one thing for me."

Chen Ye blurted out: "Murder and arson?"

The Crimson Serpent laughed and said, "Not bad, truly clever."

"I'm sorry to have to obey."

Chen Ye resolutely refused.

He had finally managed to act with a clear conscience, and now he was being called a demon for no reason. If Su Chunyi found out, he would lose his head.

"Don't rush, I'm not asking you to kill innocent people. You should know about the Nirvana Sect. I want you to kill disciples of the Nirvana Sect. The Nirvana Sect is a scourge to the world, killing them will be considered a good deed."

Chen Ye asked, "With your abilities, Lord, why would I need to take action?"

"Hehe, it won't hurt to tell you. I'm a stray dog ​​now, and the five righteous sects have been searching for my whereabouts. If I show myself, Zhang Qi's sword intent will pierce through the void and strike me, so I can only ask you to take action for me."

Chen Ye asked, "Just killing a demon from the Nirvana Sect?"

“Not just one, but a whole group. These little devils have disguised their identities and established a sect. I want you to storm their gates and wipe them out. If you succeed, I will teach you a superior body-refining technique.”

"Let me think about it."

Chen Ye naturally wouldn't agree so easily.

As for this supposedly superior body refinement technique, Chen Ye didn't know if it was true or not, so he decided to find out first.

The Crimson Serpent laughed and disappeared into the darkness, while Chen Ye slowly awoke.

When I opened my eyes, the night had already passed.

Black Whirlwind was standing at the head of the bed, preening its feathers with its belly sticking out. However, its neck was too thick to turn around properly, and even with its wings outstretched, it couldn't reach the feathers on the bed.

Chen Ye said with some disdain, "Black Whirlwind, you've gained weight recently. Can you be a little more diligent and fly around more during the day? If you keep going like this, your Blood Pill will be cut off."

For the past few months, Black Whirlwind has been kept free-range, occasionally catching some common wolves, tigers, and leopards.

Chen Ye didn't waste it either, using the alchemy furnace given to him by Mo Suixin to refine beast blood pills, which he gave to Black Whirlwind as a snack.

However, by using the methods of the Blood Bodhi Sutra, the quality of the blood pills he refined was much higher. Black Whirlwind seemed to have become addicted to them, catching prey every day and eating neither meat nor fruit, only blood pills.

Over the course of several months, its fur became much shinier, but its body also swelled up like an inflating balloon. Even though it tried its best to shrink, it was still two sizes bigger than before, transforming from a majestic black whirlwind into a round, black lump of coal.

Lately, he's been incredibly lazy. Somehow, he's become quite familiar with the three men, Fu Lu Shou, and has even stopped hunting. He just goes to their cave entrance and calls out a few times, and the three men bring him cattle and sheep.

This guy not only gained weight, but his brain also got better; he learned to take advantage of others by relying on their power.

If this continues, Chen Ye is afraid that the creature will eventually be unable to fly.

Black Whirlwind cawed twice, seemingly dissatisfied with Chen Ye's assessment.

Chen Ye was too lazy to argue with this hairy fellow and ordered, "Take me to the Qinghe Sword Sect's headquarters."

Black Whirlwind shook its body, and its size began to grow larger.

When it shrinks, it looks like a lump of coal. When it grows up, it's not so bloated. At least you can still tell it's a crow, not a sparrow.

Chen Ye flipped over and mounted the Black Whirlwind, flying towards the Qinghe Sword Sect's headquarters.

Although he had gained some weight, Black Whirlwind flew much faster than before, and in just a short while, he delivered Chen Ye to his destination.

Chen Ye combed his wind-blown hair and said to Black Whirlwind, "You lazy bum, hurry up and learn some wind-blocking magic!"

Black Whirlwind, as usual, tilted his head, feigning ignorance, but his face, now full of flesh, no longer had its former cuteness; instead, it looked more like an unruly arrogance.

Chen Ye sighed, "I shouldn't have called you Black Whirlwind back then."

Shaking his head, Chen Ye knocked on the door and walked into the familiar courtyard.

(End of this chapter)