Demon Capital Slayer

Chapter 93 Possessed by an Evil Dragon
That’s too exaggerated…

Is this the magic of immortals?

The imagery of instantaneous absorption is like Pac-Man eating beans.

At this moment, the dragon of all things was just a vague black silhouette, with only its two eyes gleaming with a faint golden light. But the image of the dragon-slaying hero did not even last half a second before falling directly into the depths of the dragon's mouth.

The dragon's shadow slowly returned to the sky, its form gradually fading until it became completely transparent, before merging into the depths of the firmament and returning to the heavens.

Immediately afterwards, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Yu Jian.

The other party had similar facial features to him, but his body was covered with layers of black scales, his eyes were all golden vertical pupils, his five fingers had curved claws, his teeth were as sharp as knives, and dark red flames rolled endlessly deep in his throat. He was exactly like a little dragon man hiding a secret.

But it doesn't look ugly at all. Instead, it has a unique aesthetic of the modified Kamen Rider series from SIC, and it still leans towards the Showa retro style of biological transformation.

What's going on? I didn't see this in my study materials.

Yu Jian's face was blank, numb from the series of changes. He saw the other party take a step forward, not fast, but for no reason, he couldn't react. He watched helplessly as the figure merged directly into his body.

Wait, what's going on?
A flame ignited from the depths of his marrow, a scorching heat far more intense than when he had bathed in dragon blood. It was like a living person falling into a steel furnace filled with molten iron but not dying instantly. Instead, he experienced the sensation of his blood, bones, and flesh turning to ashes at a thousand times slower.

Unexpectedly, there was no pain, only an boundless passion that transformed into flames.

[You are currently digesting a delicious monster/minion. You cannot consume any more units at this time.]

Suddenly, a line from a game he had played before popped into Yu Jian's mind.

To my shame, as a transmigrator, he didn't come with a system, so he wasn't qualified to yell at Qian Hong to give him some points. Fortunately, the human body itself has eight major systems, and if you include inspiration and spiritual power, maybe there are nine now?
Pain tells you where something is wrong, and heat tells you it's probably winter. These are systems that the human body naturally possesses, and they can also send various prompts to self-awareness, just not as specific as words.

So, how do inspiration and spiritual power guide a person?
New systems born from the spiritual dimension will naturally also issue prompts from the spiritual level.

So, when I suddenly hear a hint in the game, it's because my subconscious has already made a judgment and chosen to convey the meaning using information similar to it from my memory.
Or perhaps the practice itself is giving hints in this way?

Feeling the new power surging within his body, Yu Jian fell into deep thought countless times today.

When the flames around him died down, he realized that he had not turned into a half-human, half-dragon like that figure.

He raised his hand and spread his five fingers, the outline of a dragon's claws faintly appearing at the ends.

As the thought crossed his mind, countless transparent scales, resembling crystals, rose from the surface of his skin.

Layers of high-purity crystals overlap, refracting rays of light as they rise and fall, only to vanish in an instant, like an invisible, transparent suit of armor.

The image of the dragon-slaying hero is being absorbed and transformed by the immortal magic.

It has a strange sense of déjà vu, like feeding an SSR character to someone who just pulled a UR character.

Of course, it wasn't a free lunch. After the immortal technique devoured the imagery, it was continuously absorbing its power. Right now, it had given the sword an extra layer of extremely sturdy scales, and its already rapidly improving physical attributes had further broken through its limits.

After some experimentation, Yu Jian discovered that if he actively channeled his spiritual energy, the activated dragon power would temporarily enhance the defense of the transparent dragon scales and amplify his own strength.

At that time, their appearance will also change, but it is unclear whether this phenomenon will worsen.

To be honest, such robust and simple abilities are not like those of a mage, and seem a bit excessive for a mere apprentice-level psychic, not even taking into account the swordsmanship that Yujian already possessed.

In short, the sixteen-year-old swordsman is now not only armed but also armored, making him extremely dangerous.

It is foreseeable that once the image of the dragon-slaying hero is fully digested by "Immortal Magic: All Things in the World", the sword will gain even more abilities, and perhaps even the breath of the world-destroying dragon can be unleashed.

As for the increase in strength, we'll have to find an opportunity to test it to know the exact multiplier.

Yu Jian clenched his fist. The rapid increase in power was certainly not bad, but he also had to find a way to bring it back under his control.

Otherwise, you might crush the thermos by pouring in just a glass of water.

Not to mention how dangerous it is to interact with people normally, and how dangerous it is to others...

As for how to quickly familiarize oneself with new powers, fighting and killing in the Dream of Asura is undoubtedly the most cost-effective method.

With a thought, the sword detached from the mental world of meditation.

Then, he noticed a change in the scroll in his hand. Deep in the river that ran through the entire picture, there were some dark reefs that looked like layers of scales from a distance, as if the river itself was transforming into some kind of living life, merging with all the animals along the way.

Immortal magic is truly amazing...

Unfortunately, without anyone to guide me, I always felt that the progress was quite slow.

But at least today I've found a clumsy method: keep adding imagery and then feeding it to the immortals.

Shaking his head, Yu Jian felt that this shouldn't be the norm.

As he left the Garden of Pure Fire and returned to the house from the painting, Yujian, who was in a daze, suddenly saw his reflection in the glass.

Despite gaining new powers, he still looks like a sixteen-year-old boy, without any change.

Wait, nothing has changed...

Yu Jian closed his eyes and stood still, a thousand thoughts swirling in his mind, but quickly returned to a single focus.

I see……

Opening his eyes again, Yu Jian looked at his reflection in the glass and vaguely understood something.

The human spirit has its limits, and so does the soul. The so-called "Immortal Arts: Myriad Phenomena" is not simply a collection of countless images combined into a world.

In reality, the practitioner of all things in the universe always has only one image: himself, a... person!

Talent is fundamental; everything else is secondary.
Something is rapidly forming in my mind.

That insight seemed like a gift from heaven; even though no one taught him, he just came up with it.

"The highest good is like water. Water benefits all things without striving, and none in the world can contend with it." — Tao Te Ching

"No wonder they say the Celestial Empire has long since written about immortal techniques in publicly available publications..."

He murmured to himself as he rode his sword.

He grasped the core of "Immortal Techniques: All Things in the Universe" so abruptly.

Even if it absorbs countless images and makes the Dharma Body constantly change its form like flowing water, its essence remains the same.

In this process, visualizing different images will train the soul, while the absorption of new images by the immortal method will bring new insights and endow the practitioner with new abilities.

This cycle continues until finally bearing the weight of the entire world and transforming into the true myriad phenomena!

This is the essence of putting people first and applying the law to all things!

So, does this mean that the clumsy method I just thought of is closer to the correct answer? Is taking a longer route the same as taking a shortcut?
Despite being physically and mentally exhausted from using the sword, he felt an incomparably clear-headed feeling.

He has found his direction on the road ahead, and now he is ready to take the first step, and countless more.

Because the road is right under your feet!
Looking at the alarm clock, Yu Jian realized that more than three hours had passed and his spiritual energy was less than a third of what it used to be.

Just as the learning materials stated, practicing visualization techniques requires consuming spiritual energy to complete the inscription. As a newly promoted cultivator, my total spiritual energy reserves are quite limited, and I've already used up two-thirds of it without achieving any significant results.

According to the learning materials, the consumed spiritual energy will be replenished slowly on its own, or the process can be accelerated by actively entering a state of tranquility and resonating with the spirit in the netherworld.

In practice, the replenishment speed is slowest when in the present world, and the increase will vary depending on the depth of the world after entering the mortal realm.

Depth, in this context, refers to the distance between the mortal realm and the underworld.

As a product of the overlap between the mortal world and the underworld, the mortal world exists in both dimensions simultaneously, but tends to lean more towards the underworld. The specific degree of deviation is an important basis for calculating the accurate depth.

In a sense, a cultivator entering the mortal world is somewhat like diving.

As for directly entering the Netherworld, that's something a newcomer like myself can't do.

However, one really needs to be careful when practicing visualization techniques; if one doesn't come out for too long, there's a high probability that physical problems will arise.

No wonder the ancients needed to find the most trusted person to protect them when cultivating Taoism. I'll try setting an alarm next time. I just wonder if I can still hear the sounds of reality after entering the spiritual world.

If all else fails, we'll have to trouble Lily Fragrance.

Yu Jian got up and walked towards the balcony, slowing his pace as much as possible.

After taking fifteen steps, he controlled the newfound power to prevent it from damaging anything. After twenty steps, his steps became light and relaxed. The next step was to improve his accuracy and test his maximum limits.

But before that, he had something else to deal with.

I opened the balcony door, and sure enough, it was empty. It wasn't that any valuables were missing, but just one bird.

Looking at the torn screen window, Yu Jian frowned slightly. He smelled an animal scent in his nostrils, with a faint hint of blood, but he clearly remembered that he had cleaned the peregrine falcon's wounds the day before yesterday.

Where does this fresh smell of blood come from?

"Chirp chirp." A bird's chirp outside the window caught Yu Jian's attention.

Looking up, he saw the culprit who had torn the screen window tilting his head and staring at him.

"You bastard!" Yu Jian laughed and cursed. He wanted to capture the bird, but he was worried that he might not be able to control his strength and kill the bird, so he had to stop halfway.

The smell of blood was coming from outside the window. The bushes in the courtyard were piled with a large amount of freshly picked crow feathers, and the peregrine falcon Valchore had actually made a nest out of those black feathers.

In other words, during the day I was away, the peregrine falcon, which was still a sub-adult, took revenge for what happened the day before yesterday by plucking feathers from the crows to build a new nest.

Is this considered a bird-themed version of the Iron Throne?
Okay, this is to my liking! I'll let bygones be bygones about you tearing the screen window.

Mikasa gently touched the area around Valjure's ear canal on the back of her head.

According to bird encyclopedias, stroking this spot is like patting a peregrine falcon's lower back. As for a cat, it will make her feel very comfortable, even to the point of touching you silly.

Sure enough, the bird squinted its eyes as it was touched, looking quite pleased.

Now that the nest is built, it seems she plans to settle down in the courtyard.

Yu Jian didn't object to this, as he could learn about the structure of eagles by observing the bird, which might be helpful for cultivating the "Immortal Technique: All Things in the Universe".

Wait, observe...

Yu Jian went back to his house to retrieve his sketchbook; he had an idea he needed to try.

If I'm not mistaken, it might be able to assist in the cultivation of "Immortal Techniques: All Things in the Universe".

(End of this chapter)