Two Worlds: The Demon Cultivator Mistakenly Enters the Lord's World

Chapter 70 Assisting the Abbot in Cultivation, Darkness Brings Bad News (4k words, third update of 10,000 words per day! Please subscribe!)
After using up the Cloud Mist Elixir, Lu Feng still had 14 Tree Man Apples left.

Apples are 1-star consumables.

Most of its benefits lie in its ability to heal injuries.

It has little effect on enhancing cultivation.

It contains only one-tenth the amount of the Cloud Mist Elixir, and its effect lasts only two days.

Lu Feng looked at the 1-star apple.

After thinking about it, I still couldn't bear to use it.

This is a precious consumable that can save the lives of your soldiers.

The apples at the 2-star treant's place have been almost entirely exchanged for water from his Moon Well.

Ordinary apples with no attributes have grown quite a few on the branches of the three tree people.

However, the number of these 1-star apples with special attributes that can save lives is limited.

Lu Feng also went to the 2-star treant at the lumberyard to ask, but didn't get any more 1-star apples in return.

"Lord of Mist Mountain, we finally managed to refine a batch of Cloud Mist Spirit Pills last time, but we don't know when we'll be able to gather all the materials for the next batch. It's going to be difficult to trade pills with him!"

"Without the Cloud Mist Elixir, you can cultivate using monster blood essence, but it will take a month to open one blood aperture, requiring 3 points of war experience!"

"My limited war experience can't withstand this kind of attrition!"

Ironwall was still working hard to gather war experience for him.

Lu Feng was also searching for a substitute for the Cloud Mist Elixir, a spiritual medicine that aids in cultivation.

He cultivates the Blood Shadow Divine Skill, but only knows how to absorb blood; he has never learned the methods of alchemy or medicine making.

Return to Xuan Yin Temple from the Lord's World.

Lu Feng found Miao Yi and his wife.

The two were also instructing apprentices on how to prepare the Ghost-Repelling Pill in the medicine workshop of Xuan Yin Temple.

The Lord's World needs the Ghost-Repelling Pill, and the Xuan Yin Temple also needs it to cleanse away evil spirits and protect oneself from evil. It is very popular in both worlds.

After the workshop made the medicine, the price of a single Ghost Pill dropped, but Miao Yi and his wife, as well as Xuan Yin Temple, made even more money.

With more money earned, the joy on Miao Yi and his wife's faces grew even stronger.

When Lu Feng explained his purpose and inquired about pills that aided cultivation, Miao Yi frowned and pondered before saying:

"I am skilled at planting some crops, while Wu Jun is skilled at refining some medicines and poisons, but neither of us has the ability to refine pills!"

"To refine elixirs and make medicines, one must not only be proficient in the principles of herbs, plants, and minerals, but also possess profound alchemical techniques. We lack this ability; the medicines and poisons we refine are merely ordinary pills and medicines!"

When asked about their own abilities, Miao Yi and his wife couldn't help but shake their heads.

As a rogue cultivator, my skills are meager and I am hardly worthy of being called a refined person.

"Even that Spirit-grade Ghost-Repelling Pill is just a product of piling up materials; it can't be considered a true elixir!"

"If a cultivator who truly understands alchemy were to refine a spirit-grade Ghost-Repelling Pill, the power of the Ghost-Repelling Pill could be increased several times over with less waste."

When it comes to alchemy and medicine making, the two of them couldn't help but feel envious. They dreamed of learning the art of alchemy and experiencing the wonders of alchemy cultivators.

"Where can I find the secrets of alchemy?"

Lu Feng was somewhat disappointed after hearing what Miao Yi and his wife said, but he still couldn't help but ask.

"In this Misty Mountain region, the only place where you can find alchemy techniques is probably the Misty Mountain Lord, but even the alchemy techniques he knows are only half-baked."

"Looking at the pill furnaces he's exploded and the medicinal herbs he's lost over the years, you should know that his pill refining skills are just average. The Cloud Mist Spirit Pill he refined last time was just a fluke."

"I haven't heard from him lately that he's been refining pills. I'm afraid his family's fortune is about to be depleted by his research into alchemy!"

When discussing alchemy techniques, Miao Yi and his wife immediately mentioned the Lord of Wushan Mountain.

However, the two did not praise the master of Wushan Mountain for his alchemy skills.

In their view, the fact that the Lord of Mist Mountain was able to refine the Cloud Mist Elixir was entirely due to luck, a probability that had been accumulated over the years with a large amount of resources.

Alchemy is difficult, not only because the methods and techniques are difficult, but also because it is difficult to even begin and requires a great deal of energy.

If you refine too many pills without talent or guidance from a master, you can easily go bankrupt.

Upon hearing about the difficulties the Lord of Wushan faced in refining pills, Lu Feng's idea of ​​refining pills himself gradually faded away.

He doesn't even have any magic formulas, so it's hard to say whether he has any talent for alchemy.

After obtaining the technique, one still needs to consume resources to increase proficiency in the alchemy technique. By the time one graduates, the materials and time consumed will amount to a considerable sum.

If he had used those resources and time on cultivating the Blood Shadow Divine Art, he might have been able to advance his cultivation to a higher level.

Lu Feng made up his mind that he would not consider these time-consuming and energy-intensive cultivation techniques until he reached a bottleneck in his cultivation.

"However, if you are looking for methods to aid your cultivation, my husband and I do have one that you may consider!"

Lu Feng was disappointed by the difficulty of alchemy. Miao Yi carefully pondered the abbot's thoughts and smiled as he shared with Lu Feng his own unique method for enhancing cultivation.

"What method?"

Lu Feng was somewhat curious.

Miao Yi and his wife truly deserve to be renowned rogue cultivators among the Wushan sect. They even possess unique auxiliary cultivation methods, which explains why they have been able to remain rogue cultivators in Wushan for so many years.

He wanted to hear what method it was.

"My husband and I have been a Daoist couple for many years, constantly studying the Dao of Yin-Yang harmony, helping and supporting each other, and benefiting greatly from each other's efforts. My abbot also has many confidantes, who can also follow our example to aid their cultivation!"

Miao Yi, with his honest and simple demeanor, explained the method of dual cultivation, leaving Lu Feng stunned.

Miao Yi's wife, Chen Wujun, also tactfully left the room, leaving the house to the two of them to exchange their thoughts.

Lu Feng had practiced the Yin-Yang Harmony Qi Gong, and when he heard Miao Yi recount the method he and his wife practiced together, the "Secret Technique of Yin-Yang Harmony Cultivation," he felt he had benefited greatly.

Although the practice of Yin and Yang in harmony is difficult to talk about, it is a legitimate cultivation method that emphasizes the balance of Yin and Yang, taking the Kan trigram to fill the Li trigram, complementing and helping each other, and making progress together.

If used to assist in cultivation, it is a decent method. Although it cannot compare to the effects of the Cloud Mist Elixir, it can still provide some benefits, which is better than nothing.

Lu Feng has two disciples, Qinghe and Bihan, as well as two drow elf spies he subdued in the Lord's World, and the ghost Gray who is suppressed and sealed.

If all of them are utilized, it can sustain cultivation for a period of time, making the most of the war experience at hand.

Night, inside the Xuan Yin Temple.

The two young Taoist disciples, Qinghe and Bihan, served each other in the same room.

Lu Feng: "I need the two of you to help me cultivate!"

Qinghe and Bihan exchanged a glance, then tied up their hair at the same time, their eyes filled with spring water.

The way it looked made it seem like it wanted to devour Lu Feng.

Lord's World, Night.

Lu Feng remained steadfast and continued to educate the two Drow elves, entrusting them with his cultivation.

At these times, the ghost Grey was always chained outside the door.

Listening to the decadent music inside the room, Grey wished she could rush into the room and tear Lu Feng to pieces.

How can you bully others like this?

However, remembering the dark room inside the coffin artifact, Ghost Grey abandoned the idea of ​​angering Lu Feng.

She is currently sealed and suppressed by the Soul-Binding Coffin, and her strength is far less than before. Rushing in rashly would only be suicide. Unable to defeat her and unable to resist, Ghost Grey can only keep thinking of other ways to take revenge on Lu Feng.

As she gazed at the swaying figure inside the room, a peculiar thought slowly began to emerge in Grey's mind.

With the help of the Daoist Child and the Drow Elf Spy, Lu Feng's speed of opening his acupoints recovered somewhat, barely reaching the point where he could open one blood acupoint every 15 days.

Saving half the war experience is not bad.

The only pity is that Qinghe, Bihan, and the two drow elves are a bit weak in cultivation, all only equivalent to the early stage of Qi Refining.

If their cultivation level were equal to or higher than Lu Feng's, the effect of assisting in cultivation might be even greater.

Unfortunately, it's not easy to find a helper with this level of cultivation.

So close at hand, the only one who has reached this level of cultivation is Ghost Gray.

But Lu Feng wouldn't dare to make a move on her now.

Assisting in cultivation is an intimate act; one needs to open one's mind and body and fully immerse oneself in cultivation.

There is a considerable amount of hatred and resentment between Lu Feng and the ghost Grey.

Having been defeated and sealed away by Lu Feng, if Ghost Grey had the chance, she would have already jumped out and stabbed Lu Feng in the back.

For the sake of his own life, Lu Feng never takes any risks.

While Lu Feng was diligently cultivating...

In the dimly lit territory.

Lord Evelyn, her face etched with exhaustion, commanded her undead forces as they swept away the monsters emerging from the underground fissures.

Without the ghost hero Grey, and without the necromancy, every undead soldier killed by monsters is one less to go.

In less than a week, Lord Evelyn's undead army of over three thousand men lost more than a thousand ordinary skeleton soldiers.

Even the 1-star Skeleton Captain, a zombie, has lost eight or nine of them.

The monsters in the underground rifts are no pushovers; the strong ones, fearless in their charge into the ranks of the undead army, often inflict considerable casualties.

Lord Evelyn often had to personally intervene in matters.

Cast spells, leading elite 1-star troops, to eliminate the monsters bursting out of the underground fissures.

The underground fissures have been unusually turbulent these past two days, with several times more monsters emerging each day than usual.

The constant battles left Lord Evelyn extremely exhausted, and she had depleted her magic power several times over.

At this time, after the defeat, the drow elf spies who fled back to Undercity brought Lord Evelyn a terrible piece of news.

"What? Gray has been defeated and captured by the lord of Blackrock Village! Her undead army has also been subdued and controlled by the enemy!"

Upon hearing the news, Evelyn felt a surge of excitement rush to her head. Exhausted both physically and mentally, she felt a sudden darkness engulf her, and her body collapsed straight to the ground.

"Quickly, someone come! The lord has fainted!"

"Quickly! Someone help me!"

The drow elf spy beside Evelyn panicked and reached out to support the unconscious lord Evelyn, resulting in a chaotic emergency.

After a long while, Lord Evelyn awoke from her unconsciousness and struggled to accept the fact that Grey had been captured.

"I sensed something was wrong a long time ago. I should have forced Grey to stay. It's all my fault, all my fault!"

The capture of the ghost hero Grey is a huge blow to Undercity and to Lord Evelyn.

Without Gray's necromancy, the Underlords' forces were simply unable to defend the underground rift that was right next to their territory.

The endless stream of monsters will eventually devour and destroy the Dark Territory.

Moreover, entangled with monsters from the underground rifts, Lord Evelyn couldn't even decide whether to send troops to rescue Gray.

If the lord of Blackrock Village were to take the opportunity to lead a large army to attack, even Lord Evelyn couldn't imagine what that scene would be like.

It seems that the Dark Territory will be destroyed by her.

"No, there must be another way! Stop being so rigid, get moving and come up with a way to break this deadlock!!"

Lord Evelyn pounded her head, trying to force her brain to work, but her mind was completely blank, and she couldn't find a way out no matter how hard she tried.

And at this time.

The alarm bells rang out again from not far away, signaling the emergence of monsters from the underground rifts. The drow elf spies shouted anxiously once more:
"My lord, something terrible has happened! The monsters from the underground rifts have reappeared, and this time they seem even stronger, with several 1-star monsters!"

The appearance of the monster from the underground rift was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, directly shattering Lord Evelyn's heartstrings.

A bold idea suddenly popped into her mind.

"Since we can't defeat the lord of Blackrock Village, why not join Blackrock Village? We can dump the mess of Darklands on the lord of Blackrock Village, and let the lord of Blackrock Village deal with the disgusting monsters in the underground rifts."

Evelyn hadn't felt much happiness despite being a lord for so many years.

She was constantly preoccupied with various trivial matters within her territory, had to take care of Grey, and also had to deal with the monsters emerging from the underground rifts. She had almost forgotten when she last laughed.

Now that they've given up and are thinking of dumping the mess in Darklands on someone else, letting the lord of Blackrock Village deal with it, Lord Evelyn suddenly laughed.

It wasn't a relieved smile, but a bitter and difficult one.

If she gives up now, what about all those years of perseverance?

Monsters were emerging from the underground rifts. Evelyn commanded her troops, squeezing out the last of her magic power to fight back.

Having finally dealt with the monsters that emerged from the underground rift, Evelyn collapsed into the arms of the drow elf spy and personally wrote a letter for peace talks.

Then, they arranged for a drow elf spy to leave the Dark Forest and deliver it to the lord of Blackrock Village.

"I hope the lord of Blackrock Village can give Undercity a new future, and it would be best if I could take Gray with me!"

Evelyn's eyes had lost their sparkle; all that remained was the numbness of defeat.

time flies.

A new week has begun.

New wild monsters have reappeared roaming the once empty territory of Blackrock Village.

Lu Feng and Tie Bi led their troops, excitedly heading out to hunt down these newly born wild monsters.

The monsters of the new week, before they could even bask in the warm sunlight of dawn, were struck down by axes and cleavers, their lives cut short, and they returned to nature.

Drain your life essence and blood to condense soul coins.

Those killed by the Iron Wall troops would have their skeletons summoned by a necromancy spell.

Lu Feng's men were all soldiers from Black Stone Village for the time being, so he did not use the necromancy.

Moreover, Ironwall has now reached its limit in terms of the number of undead troops it can command, and it rarely uses necromancy unless there are casualties.

Regular skeletons aren't very useful; it's better to condense wild monsters into Soul Coins to upgrade the quality of your undead troops.

The relentless killing continued for two days, until almost all the newly spawned monsters within the Blackstone Village territory were wiped out. Only then did Lu Feng return to cultivate, brimming with combat experience.

"This time I gained 23 points of war experience, which is almost enough for me to open up the Blood Shadow Divine Art to seventy-two acupoints and advance to the late stage of Qi Refining!"

Lu Feng pondered the war experience he had gathered, a look of delight on his face.

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