I proved immortality through the imperial examination.

Chapter 186 My Martial Might Spreads (Celebrating the Silver Alliance: Life and Death are Illusions)
Above the night sky, crimson flames surged, and the yellow lion cub roared, shaking the heavens.

His two giant claws swirled in the air, and the mountain-sized meteorite suddenly disintegrated, turning into countless boulders that poured down with blazing flames.

In an instant, the entire sea area was engulfed in flames.

The bone boat shook violently, and the protective runes lit up one by one, but shattered under the high temperature.

The demons shouted in unison and retreated several hundred feet away.

Old Qi's face was ashen. He urged the white bone boat to retreat far away, and his eyes were full of regret as he looked at Xue Xiang.

"His good luck is over. The meteor shower has gathered into a powerful field of pressure, which has locked onto him."

A Core Formation cultivator murmured.

"Even I won't have the slightest chance. With such a concentrated attack, neither teleportation talismans nor protective charms will work."

Another Core Formation cultivator said, "I can't think of any way."

"Such an outstanding person, if he hadn't died, would surely have become a legend!"

"Old Qi, let's run."

"Run away my ass! Although the demons have scattered, they are still in a pincer movement. The thousands of spirit stones that were pushed into the array's core to activate it have been wasted. If we talk about running away now, we'll all die."

An atmosphere of despair permeated the deck.

Huang Shi'er's huge lion face was full of madness. He stretched out his claws and manipulated the meteorite as if he were playing with stars.

A pair of huge lion eyes were fixed on Xue Xiang, but instead of fear, they saw envy on Xue Xiang's face.

This was very strange to him.

In fact, Xue Xiang really envied Huang Shier for possessing earth-shattering innate supernatural powers.

Until the outer ring of the meteorite closest to Xue Xiang was scorching hot, burning his skin.

A light suddenly shone brightly between Xue Xiang's brows.

A small tree, about a foot tall, slowly peeks out from between the eyebrows.

The sapling is completely transparent, with crystal-clear branches and leaves. With a gentle shake, a vast and profound scholarly atmosphere spreads out.

As the branches and leaves trembled, it was as if thousands of books were being turned in unison, the sound melodious and the grandeur of the scene spreading to the heavens.

"That's... the Tree of Literary Aura!"

"He is a Confucian scholar, a Confucian scholar of the realm of verse!"

"Damn it, he's a Confucian scholar. But it's fine, Confucian scholars deserve to die even more!"

"So what if he cultivates the Tree of Literary Aura? So what if he achieves poetic realm? Yellow Lion, kill him! I want to eat his heart..."

The demons and humans shouted together.

The sapling swayed, its roots extending one by one and disappearing into the void.

Drawn by its pull, the words and spirits of the land were drawn to it.

The tree of literary talent sways, and the essence of literature flutters down.

Under the influence of literary energy, the words transformed into shimmering runes;

The earth's spirit merged within, transforming into a skeleton as solid as refined iron;
"Click——"

A deep, metallic clanging sound suddenly rang out.

In a moment, a ferocious giant machine appeared.

Six jet-black gun barrels, with runes coiled around them, their light flickering like stars dancing in a raging fire.

The entire fuselage, interwoven with literary and spiritual energy, exudes an aura that is both ancient and sharp.

Xue Xiang gripped the black fuselage with both hands, his eyes cold.

The leaves of the small tree swayed, and its radiance surged, flowing into the firearms.

The runes then lit up, booming like thunder.

"The divine weapon of literature—the Gatling gun!"

"Om-"

The six tubes began to spin rapidly, causing the air to be jerked and produce a sharp popping sound.

The next moment, the gun barrel emitted a burst of light.

"Da da da da da da-"

A violent rain of light suddenly burst forth.

Those were not arrows of spiritual light, nor sword energy, but rather bullets blazing with the true meaning of literature and the Dao.

A barrage of bullets was fired simultaneously, like a divine drumbeat, sweeping across the sky like a torrential downpour.

The flints were struck one after another and exploded in mid-air.

The air beneath Xue Xiang's feet trembled. He spun around, wielding the Gatling gun, and swept it horizontally, the rain of light resembling a long river flowing backward.

"Da da da--"

Like thunder and drums, the sound was continuous and incessant, engulfing the entire sea area.

Before the rain of flint could even touch them, they were pierced, shattered, and vanished.

The burning stones exploded into sparks in the air and were forcefully pushed back into the sky.

Huang Shier's face was contorted with rage, his eyes bloodshot, and he roared repeatedly, "Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

But the firestone rain he controlled was torn apart by rune bullets as he roared, and completely collapsed.

On the deck, the humans shouted in unison.

Some people were moved to tears, while others roared to the sky, "Good luck!"

The demon formation fell into dead silence, even angry curses were suppressed by the booming of metal.

The six barrels spun incessantly, the gunshots like thunder.

Xue Xiang, his black robes billowing, stood amidst the sea of ​​fire, looking like a demon emerging from hell.

"boom!"

A bullet struck Huang Shier in the shoulder, and in an instant, a bloody hole the size of a bowl exploded on his broad shoulder. He groaned and fell through the air.

Xue Xiang's sword courage instantly materialized, transforming into a long hook that pierced Huang Shi'er.

He grabbed Huang Shier, cast a Swift Wind Talisman, and swiftly fled towards the White Bone Boat.

"Be bold!"

"Put down Yellow Lion!"

The powerful demon at the Core Formation stage roared, shaking the heavens, and the demon race surged forward like a tide.

At that moment, Xue Xiang shouted, "Old Qi!"

On the Bone Boat, Old Qi suddenly pressed his palms down.

Countless white bones instantly shattered, transforming into runes that soared into the sky, abruptly weaving into a vast, intricate net.

"The Heavenly Net Formation!"

The grand formation unfolded with a roar, its runes intertwining, and its net-like patterns descended like a curtain from the sky, completely enveloping an area of ​​three hundred feet in radius.

The Core Formation demon's heart sank. Before he could even roar, he was locked down by the chilling light patterns of the great formation.

Countless demons were trapped, their cries shaking the heavens, yet they could no longer escape.

Xue Xiang sneered, sheathed his sword, and Huang Shier was thrown into the formation like a rag doll.

At the same time, he activated a teleportation talisman. The talisman flashed, and his figure blurred as he disappeared into an extremely narrow opening in the bone boat.

The next instant, he flicked his sleeve, and twelve Yuan Explosion Beads transformed into streams of light and flew out, disappearing into the Heavenly Net Formation.

Old Qi manipulated the array's power to strike one Yuan Burst Bead after another.

"boom!!!"

The flames soared to the heavens, and the sound was like thunder.

The Heavenly Net Formation was activated by the Yuan Explosion Pearl, and its power was pushed to the limit. Within a radius of three hundred feet, it suddenly turned into a destructive sea of ​​fire.

Thunder and fire exploded, shaking heaven and earth.

The screams of the demons mingled with the roaring sounds, and the sea was violently whipped up into waves tens of feet high.

Everyone held their breath and looked on, only to see flames rolling and demonic shadows disappearing within the formation.

Inside the protective shield of the Bone Boat, there was a deathly silence, followed by a deafening roar.

"Good luck, brother, you are truly mighty!"

"Good luck indeed! You are worthy of being the leader of our human race!"

"If I have survived today, it is all thanks to you, fellow Daoist!"

The cultivators gathered around, expressing their gratitude repeatedly.

Xue Xiang knew these people quite well, so he simply returned the greeting with a cupped hand and said calmly, "Gentlemen, there's no need for further words. The demon race has not been destroyed, and the great war has not ended. We still need to work together."

He looked around, his gaze settling on Old Qi: "Can the Heavenly Net Formation hold?"

Old Qi laughed heartily, thumping his chest loudly: "Don't worry, Brother Good Luck! The greatest secret of the Heavenly Net Formation is that it absorbs energy fluctuations and becomes stronger when it encounters a stronger opponent."

Unless all the spirit stones in the ship are used up, this formation will remain unshaken!

The deafening explosion finally subsided, and the waves rolled and surged.

Within the all-encompassing net formation, the lingering flames still surged, and scorching steam blotted out the sun.

As the thick smoke gradually dissipated, everyone held their breath and looked into the distance, only to see that the demons in the formation were all covered in blood.

Many demon generals had their bodies cracked open, their hair charred, and their auras fluctuating and unstable.

The most pitiful was that Core Formation demon, half of its shoulder and back was a bloody mess, its scales and armor had fallen off, and its bare white bones were exposed, making it look as ferocious as a ghost.

His body was filled with chaotic demonic energy, and his eyes were bloodshot, yet he still stood tall, desperately holding up the entire scene.

Not a single demon truly perished.

Clearly, in that critical moment, it was the Core Formation Demon King who withstood the most intense impact of the Yuan Explosion Pearl.

A solemn silence fell over the deck.

Xue Xiang flicked his sleeves and revealed more than ten Yuan Explosion Beads, their light illuminating both the human and demon factions.

His voice was deep, yet it roared like thunder: "Are you all willing to surrender?"

"I would rather die than surrender!"

The Core Formation Demon roared, its vocal cords stained with blood.

The demons shouted in unison, their voices hoarse and strained, as if they were trying to bolster their courage.

The human side also began to stir up trouble:

"Let's slaughter them all!"

"What's the point of talking to the demon race!"

"Now that we have trapped these demons, let's wipe them all out in one fell swoop!"

In an instant, the sounds from both sides clashed, shaking the Bone Boat.

Xue Xiang remained unmoved, staring intently at the Core Formation demon, and slowly spoke: "I read the books of sages and understand the virtue of Heaven's love for life. I do not regard demons as aliens. Among my classmates and fellow students are also demons."

These words silenced the deck for a moment.

His gaze was steady, and his voice was solemn: "If you surrender, I guarantee that I will not make you my slaves."

After we have gathered the morning and evening dews, we will depart, and you will be at peace.

From then on, they would not bother each other.

Xue Xiang had already realized that a better opportunity had come than to attach himself to a giant demon while gathering morning and evening dew.

If you seize the opportunity, the road to the chaotic Wenyuan Sea will surely be smooth.

Inside the formation, the Core Formation demon, breathing heavily and covered in blood, still stubbornly declared: "Falsehoods are misleading the masses! My race will never yield!"

But his tone was no longer as cold and resolute as before.

The human cultivators were also discussing the matter, with opinions split between those who opposed and those who agreed with Xue Xiang.

The reason for the opposition is that the demon race is not trustworthy, and if they are killed, their demon cores can be obtained.

Those in favor argue that as long as these demons cooperate, the operation to collect morning and evening dews will proceed smoothly.

"Let Fellow Daoist Good Fortune decide."

Old Qi said loudly, "This planning, adventure, operation, and expenditure were almost all done by Fellow Daoist Good Luck alone."

What have we done? We've only been cheering and shouting.

Gentlemen, at this point, would you still dare to go against the wishes of Fellow Daoist Good Fortune? Are you even human?

As soon as Lao Qi said this, the crowd fell silent.

Some people were unwilling to accept this and whispered among themselves, but it was difficult for them to cause any real trouble.

Xue Xiang cupped his hands to Lao Qi, stared at the Core Formation demon, and said, "I've given you a way out. If you don't take it, you'll only face death."

I will consume at most twenty more Yuan Burst Beads to turn you all into a pile of minced meat.

But are you truly willing to let half a lifetime of arduous cultivation turn into nothing but a fleeting dream?

Xue Xiang's words were like a demonic chant.

None of the demons answered. The Core Formation stage demon remained silent for a long time, then sighed and glared at Xue Xiang, asking, "What exactly do you intend to do?"

Meeting the gaze of the Core Formation demon, Xue Xiang spoke calmly yet firmly: "My request is very simple."

All you need to do is cooperate with us and complete the task of collecting the morning and evening dew.

He paused, then pointed to the blood-stained, yet still proud, Core Formation demon: "Besides that, I need your personal cooperation in my operation. It will take anywhere from a few days to thirty days. Once the operation is over, I will return your freedom."

Upon hearing this, the demons murmured in unison.

Some were skeptical, some were astonished, but most were filled with uncontrollable excitement.

The Core Formation demon's gaze darkened, and he spoke in a low voice: "Is it really that simple?"
"Are you perhaps trying to deceive us and plant your human race's life-and-death talisman?"

Xue Xiang shook his head, "Your Excellency is overthinking it."

No restrictions need to be placed.

Upon hearing this, the demons were overjoyed, as if the shackles on their shoulders had been removed in an instant.

In the eyes of the Core Formation Demon King, shock, emotion, and disbelief were intertwined.

Xue Xiang turned his gaze and said in a deep voice, "But there is one thing that cannot be avoided."

You demons must swear an oath facing the sacred mountain of the demon race.

Upon hearing this, Lao Qi gave Xue Xiang a thumbs up.

Xue Xiang looked back.

Xue Xiang only learned about the name of the Demon Clan's Sacred Mountain from Lao Qi.

He heard from Lao Qi that the sacred mountain of the demon race was a sacred and inviolable place in the hearts of all demons.

All demons who swear an oath to the sacred mountain of the demon race will never go back on their word, even at the cost of their lives.

After much discussion, and with the Core Formation demon repeatedly confirming the conditions with Xue Xiang, the demons completed their oath to the Holy Mountain.

Xue Xiangchong nodded to Lao Qi, who then manipulated the formation to unravel the Heavenly Net Formation.

Beneath the sky and above the sea, an eerie stillness descended.

…………

The mountains and clouds are like a battle array, and the setting sun is like blood.

The sky and the sea merge into one, shimmering with crimson gold.

Xue Xiang leaned against the edge of the deck, his sleeves hanging down, raised the wine pot, and took a full gulp.

In his past life, he didn't like drinking, and in this life, he didn't like it at first either.

Later, I even began to enjoy this bitter and spicy taste; as the wine flowed down my throat, all the flavors—sweet, sour, bitter, and spicy—were transformed into a lingering aftertaste. The white-boned boat lay quietly moored amidst the waves, with only scattered figures remaining on its deck.

The demons had long since retreated, and the sea breeze rustled through the masts.

In the distance, flocks of birds flew across the sky, as if the earth-shattering battle had never happened.

The demons retreated, and everyone took the opportunity to rest, scattering to different places.

Old Qi was busy working with his men to repair the damaged array patterns on the bone boat.

This sea area is occupied by the Youxiong clan of demons, and even the Youxiong king has been subdued, so it is naturally the safest place.

Xue Xiang sat alone on the deck, watching the setting sun sink in the sky, and then summoning the stars and moon.

He was feeling bored when a loud splashing sound rang out.

Suddenly, the sea surface churned, and a huge black shadow rose from the waves.

Under the starlight, the Core Formation demon was covered in bloodstains and its scales were shattered, yet it still exuded a terrifying aura.

"Wow--"

He stepped through the waves, leaped, and landed heavily on the deck.

The ship suddenly shuddered, and the sailors who were repairing the formation cried out in alarm, nearly dropping the talismans in their hands.

Xue Xiang raised his hand, signaling everyone to calm down.

The sailors held their breath, stepped aside, and the deck fell silent once more.

The Core Formation demon's chest heaved violently, his eyes bloodshot, yet he stared intently at Xue Xiang.

His voice was low and hoarse: "I have a bear clan that will cooperate with you to gather the morning and evening dews, as you have said."

But you want me to personally cooperate with your operation, and for quite some time now. What exactly do you want me to do?

Xue Xiang looked into those crimson eyes, his expression remaining calm.

He raised the wine jug, took a slow sip, and said, "It's not time to tell you yet."

Just remember, the actions I require your cooperation in will not insult you, much less harm your interests as part of the Bear Clan. In terms of the risks involved, I am far more at stake than you are in what I entrust to you.”

You Xiong Jinzun's tightly furrowed brows immediately relaxed; he was genuinely worried that Xue Xiang would make an exorbitant demand.

If Xue Xiang can take the risk given his limited abilities, there's no reason why I can't.

After all, he and his people had made a solemn oath to the sacred mountain, and there was no room for regret.

Xue Xiang smiled faintly: "I still don't know how to address you, sir?"

The Core Formation Demon King's chest heaved, blood seeping faintly from between his scales, and he said in a deep voice, "I am the Golden Venerable Youxiong."

Xue Xiang nodded, took out a crystal-clear pill from his sleeve, and gently tossed it over.

"Feng Wu Dan".

Xue Xiang's voice was clear and bright, "This healing elixir is perfect for your current injuries."

Youxiong Jinzun paused for a moment, his eyes flashed slightly, then he snorted coldly, flicked his sleeve, and pushed the pill aside.

Without another word, he leaped into the sea, creating towering waves, and disappeared in an instant.

Time slipped by slowly, and before we knew it, the sky was getting whiter, and a thin layer of mist on the sea was blown away by the wind.

The first rays of dawn pierced the sky and slanted across the sea, making the white-boned boat appear crystal clear as the water shimmered.

Suddenly, a deep rumble came from the western horizon, and the sea of ​​clouds churned, revealing a large expanse of crimson color.

The clouds churned and rose slowly, like giant mushrooms formed from condensed flames.

The monks on deck cried out in alarm and rushed to the ship's side.

Someone pointed into the distance and exclaimed joyfully: "Where the red clouds rise, the morning glow is intoxicating; where the twilight descends, the true dew condenses!"

Tonight, the morning and evening dews will surely appear.

Old Qi's eyes burned with fervor as he stroked his beard and laughed heartily: "Gentlemen, all that has taken us to this day has finally paid off!"

In an instant, the people on the deck were excited, and the long-suppressed atmosphere of killing intent turned into cheers.

Time seemed to drag on anxiously as we waited.

As the sun began to set, Old Qi activated the magic array, sealing off the bone boat.

Before long, the bone boat slowly sank and disappeared into the seabed.

Everyone headed towards the place where the sunset was rising. They had only gone a few hundred feet when the bear-like demons roared in unison, their demonic energy surging wildly as they revealed their true forms one after another.

In an instant, dozens of colossal figures appeared, their scales and armor gleaming, their hair like a forest, as if mountains had risen from the seabed.

Xue Xiang and the others each searched for a powerful demon and hid under its "wings".

After traveling another twenty miles, the sky above became a kaleidoscope of colors.

Suddenly, the sea and sky darkened abruptly, and demonic energy surged into the heavens.

Countless demons swarmed in from all directions, densely packed and layered, blotting out the sky.

Their roar shook the sea, the sound waves and tides resonating together, as if the entire world was about to collapse.

This scene caused the human cultivators' hearts to tighten, and they pressed themselves tightly against the demon's body.

Before long, the five-colored sky trembled slightly, and then shimmering light poured down.

At first it was a wisp, then it fell like rain.

It is the time of morning and evening dew.

They are shaped like water droplets, but they are not crystal clear; instead, they have a bluish sheen.

Each drop of morning and evening dew falls with a subtle rhythm, as if heaven and earth are murmuring.

When it falls into the sea, it doesn't stir up waves, but rather ripples of radiant light.

Xue Xiang reached out and caught a blue morning and evening dew.

It was icy cold to the touch, and the spiritual energy permeated it, almost piercing through his palm.

His expression brightened, and he activated his mind, intending to send it into his storage ring.

However, when the thought arose, Chao Mu Lu showed no reaction.

Unaware of what was going on, he caught several drops of morning and evening dew and stuffed them into his sleeve.

In an instant, the morning and evening dew tucked into the cuffs transformed into flowing light.

"Humph."

A cold snort came from above my head.

Youxiong Jinzun turned his head and glanced at him, his eyes full of sarcasm: "I thought you were a cunning and knowledgeable person."

I never imagined they couldn't even understand something as simple as morning dew.

At this moment, the sky was filled with demons, including not only powerful demons at the Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, and Core Formation stages, but also countless uncivilized little demons crowding the sea.

It was noisy and chaotic everywhere!
Therefore, Xiong Jinzun openly mocked Xue Xiang without fear of being exposed.

Xue Xiang was secretly puzzled when suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a figure peeking out from under the armpit of the huge demon on his left.

The figure had a ferocious appearance with bared fangs, but it winked at him.

Xue Xiang was shocked, realizing that this demon race was actually a human transformed.

As Lao Qi had said before, the morning and evening dews could invigorate one's qi and blood. After ingesting them, one's qi and blood would boil, breaking through the shackles, forcing bones to twist, skin to grow scales, and muscles to crisscross, making one appear like a grotesque demon.

This is why, over the years, humans who have come to steal the morning and evening dew have been able to blend in with the demons, be regarded as one of their own, and escape calamity.

Without this change, almost none of them would have been able to return alive.

He held the morning dew in his palm, looked up at Youxiong Jinzun, and said in a deep voice.
"How should this morning and evening dew be taken?"

The result he got from Lao Qi was that he should swallow it directly.

At this moment, the Golden Bear King opened its massive maw, swallowing the morning and evening dew like a whale swallowing the sea.

His body shimmered with spiritual light, and he was chanting incantations, clearly indicating that he possessed a secret refining technique.

Youxiong Jinzun seemed not to hear, his eyes fixed on the sky, his face cold, and he remained silent.

Xue Xiang said coldly, "Golden Venerable Demon King, don't forget the oath you made on the Holy Mountain."

You Xiong Jinzun suddenly turned his head, his eyes bloodshot, staring intently at Xue Xiang, and whispered, "What exactly do you mean?"

He felt a vague unease.

When the human and demon races were negotiating, Xue Xiang raised two points.

Firstly, the bear clan must cooperate with the human clan to collect morning and evening dew;
Secondly, Xiong Jinzun himself must stay by Xue Xiang's side and cooperate with the operation for at least a few days, and at most several dozen days.

The operation to collect morning and evening dew in cooperation with the human race is underway, and the promise is being fulfilled.

However, Xue Xiang hesitated to say what he needed Xiong Jinzun to do, which made Xiong Jinzun very worried.

After all, fear stems from the unknown.

Xue Xiang said in a deep voice, "Haven't you been asking me what I need your help with? Now, I can reveal the answer..."

You Xiong Jinzun's heart tightened, and he quickly waved his hand to interrupt:

"Wait a minute! You promised that for what you wanted me to do, it had to meet the following three conditions:"

First, the interests of the Bear Clan must not be harmed;

Second, it must not be an order that insults my dignity;

Third, the risks must be shared by both of us.

Youxiong Jinzun values ​​the third point more.

At the time, though the situation forced him to compromise.

However, Xue Xiang's promise of "sharing risks" was also the key point that moved Youxiong Jinzun.

In Xiong Jinzun's view, no matter how spectacular Xue Xiang's Gatling gun was, Xue Xiang himself only had the cultivation level of Foundation Establishment.

If someone like that dares to take on a risky mission, how could a powerful Core Formation demon like himself not dare to take on one?

"I want you to accompany me through the turbulent seas of Wenyuan."

Upon hearing Xue Xiang's words, Xiong Jinzun felt as if his head had been struck hard with a spiked club, and the blood in his chest almost surged out.

All I could think of was that terrifying sea—

The waves never cease, and the literary spirit surges like a volcano, capable of burning away one's soul in an instant;
Countless monsters lurk beneath it, like evil spirits breeding from the cracks in the heavens and earth.

He had personally witnessed a renowned Nascent Soul demon step into the Wen Yuan Chaotic Sea, where it screamed in agony in an instant!
From then on, no one ever saw the Nascent Soul demon again.

"No chance of survival... that's a place where there is no chance of survival!"

Xiong Jinzun felt a chill in his heart.

He stared at Xue Xiang, his voice hoarse, "Kid, you trying to scare me?!"

Xue Xiang remained calm, slowly raised his right hand, and swore an oath to the heavens:

"If I have uttered even half a lie, may I be struck down by heaven and earth."

You Xiong Jinzun panicked completely, his eyes flashed with bloodlust, and a low growl escaped his throat.

"You're insane! You're trying to drag me down with you?"
"You despicable human being, what grudge do we hold against each other?!"

His chest heaved violently, and his enormous figure trembled as if he might turn and flee at any moment.

Xue Xiang remained calm and said in a low voice, "My request does not violate my previous promise."

It neither harms your clan's interests nor carries the slightest intention of humiliation.

Furthermore, if I were to actually enter the chaotic world of Wen Yuan, the risks I would face would only be greater than yours.

After all, your cultivation level far surpasses mine.

Of course, if you insist on breaking the oath of the Holy Mountain, I have nothing more to say.

Xiong Jinzun's chest heaved, his anger rising to his head.

He stared intently at Xue Xiang, almost roaring: You don't understand at all! The Wen Yuan Chaotic Sea... that's a forbidden zone for life, a place even Nascent Soul stage demons fear!
The writing style is chaotic, like a raging torrent.

The murderous intent lurks silently, without a trace.

Going there is just asking for death.

If you're looking for death, why drag me down with you?
Even assuming you really want to explore the chaotic world of Wenyuan.

"With my limited abilities, even if I went in, I wouldn't be of any help to you!"

He then changed the subject, saying, "But I can escort you to the edge of the chaotic Wen Yuan Sea."

Whether you go in or not is your decision!

Upon hearing these words, Xue Xiang was secretly delighted.

This was precisely his fundamental purpose in negotiating peace with the Youxiong tribe.

Now that it has been said by Xiong Jinzun himself, it couldn't be more fitting.

But Xue Xiang still pretended to be at a disadvantage and said coldly, "Are you trying to bargain? If you want to bargain, you need to have something to offer."

But I wonder what resources you have to offer.

Upon hearing that there was a chance, Xiong Jinzun hurriedly said, "I can teach you the secret method of refining the Morning and Evening Dew!"

Xue Xiang's lips curled slightly. "A secret technique of the demon race, can humans practice it?"

Youxiong Jinzun said sternly, "Why distinguish between humans and demons when cultivating magic?"
"Don't underestimate this secret technique of mine; it comes from a hidden place."

Xue Xiang chuckled, “I swallow morning and evening dew, and it has the same miraculous effect.”

Youxiong Jinzun said urgently, "The difference between the two cannot be measured in miles."

If swallowed whole, the medicinal effects of Morning Dew will be at most 10%.

Refining can yield up to 50% or more.

Moreover, the process of refining morning and evening dew is the process of strengthening the physical body.

If you master this secret method of refining morning and evening dew, and continue refining it, your physical strength will be absolutely top-notch among humans in the future.

Suddenly, he realized that Xue Xiang had not yet refined the Morning and Evening Dew, yet his physical strength was already enough to rival Huang Shier, the number one warrior under his command.

If he were to truly refine the Morning and Evening Dew, one wonders how far his physical body could grow.

"Is the cultivation method complicated?"

Xue Xiang feigned hesitation.

Youxiong Jinzun said urgently, "There are many techniques for refining morning and evening dew, but the one I obtained came from an unnamed secret place and has less than a hundred words."

Simply put, the method of refining morning and evening dew is the result of the continuous summarization of experience by the sages of my demon race throughout the ages.

What I'm going to teach you is actually the fastest way to absorb the morning and evening dew.

Those with good talent can understand it in an instant.

Listen carefully...

As he spoke, he transmitted his voice into Xue Xiang's ear.

Sure enough, after a few moments of reading less than a hundred words, Xue Xiang understood.

"I'll try it out first. If it doesn't work, we'll discuss it another way."

Xue Xiang would not easily give in.

Youxiong Jinzun immediately chimed in, saying urgently, "You humans also say that the master leads you through the door, but the cultivation depends on the individual."

Even the best secret techniques will produce different results depending on who practices them.

Furthermore, the morning and evening dew is a variant of spiritual power, and how much it can hold at one time depends entirely on the quality of one's immortal foundation.

The higher the quality, the more morning and evening dew it can hold, and the more useful your techniques for refining morning and evening dew will be.

"If your foundation for immortality is of poor quality, and you encounter difficulties in cultivation, you can't blame me."

The thought of being dragged into that place of certain death by Xue Xiang made Xiong Jinzun tremble all over.

Xue Xiang waved his hand coldly: "No need for further nonsense, I'm going to practice my skills."

(End of this chapter)