Starting with the titmouse, seventy-two transformations

Chapter 262 One Hundred and Eight Heavenly Fiends and Earthly Fiends: Demonic Arts
"This……"

Wu Song swallowed hard, looking at his calm-looking disciple as he handed him the gold-patterned jade bottle. A hint of embarrassment appeared on his fierce face.

He could clearly sense that what was inside the vase was exactly what he needed most at that moment—

Mango Pomelo Sago!

He also knew that as long as he asked, his filial disciple would give him this rare treasure.

It helps him refine his body and bones, rebuild his foundation, break through shackles, and be reborn.

But he is my master!

It is always the master who bestows wondrous objects to help the disciple cultivate, break through, and protect himself. How could a master ever take opportunities from the disciple?

Isn't that going against the Heavenly Gang?

What face do they have left?

But if you refuse, you'll miss this opportunity. Where will you find mango pomelo sago again?

Without the Willow Branch Dew, his demonic powers cannot be eradicated, and he will surely die within three years.

Who will avenge the blood feud of the more than one hundred sworn brothers of Fajiu Mountain?

If it had fallen into the hands of someone else, he would have already come knocking on their door with a knife, killing and robbing them.

But this was his own disciple, the last disciple who had inherited his mantle and karma. How could he bring himself to do it?
For a moment, this rough old man was extremely conflicted, his mind racing, unable to sit still, and wishing he could scratch his head and tear his brain apart.

But not wanting to appear weak in front of the younger generation, he whistled and turned his head away from looking.
"This treasure is precious, a rare gem of heaven and earth. A single drop can cleanse your marrow and lay an unparalleled foundation. Keep it for yourself."

As he spoke, he picked up his knife and began to carve away at the rocky mountain on his back, appearing nonchalant and as if he didn't care at all.

"So this is what Master looks like when he's in a difficult situation..."

Liu Sheng observed this and found it amusing, then his expression turned serious:
“I have already used it. There are seven drops left in this bottle. I must leave one drop to prolong my grandmother’s life. Master may take the rest.”

His generosity stemmed not only from the fact that Wu Song was his master, but more importantly, from the need to prepare for the impending great battle in the Heavenly Palace.

Now, within the ruins, including Monk Deyun and others, most of the people who needed to be cleared out have been eliminated.

Among the forces that can enter the Heavenly Palace, the Prince of Jin's Mansion has Dugu Ba, and the Imperial Court has that mysterious swordsman. Both are experts at the Yellow Court Realm, with unfathomable strength.

The current state of Abbess Jingyue is unknown, and her condition is uncertain.

The fate of the Black Wind King is unknown. If he successfully escapes, his demon-level combat power would surpass that of Dugu Ba and the others.

The remaining three were their own side: Master Wu Song, themselves, and Du Bingyan. They were either seriously injured and their combat power was greatly reduced, or their cultivation was too shallow to suppress the entire scene.

Facing other forces that are either militarily strong or mysteriously unpredictable, their strength is clearly at a disadvantage.

Moreover, in order to obtain the Yangzhi Ganlu (a type of sweet dew), he had already offended the Prince of Jin and was now sworn enemies with Xie Bao.

Given the old and new grudges, if he were to appear, he would likely face joint suppression from both sides.

As the saying goes, even a clever cook can't cook without rice; no matter how quick-witted you are, you're helpless against overwhelming force.

The best course of action now is to enhance our own strength, at least to the point where we can sit at the negotiating table. Only then will we have the right to form alliances and engage in scheming and plotting.

Looking at the three of them, Du Bingyan had exhausted her resources and her improvement was limited, while Du Bingyan had just used the Willow Branch Dew to cleanse her marrow and refined the Fire Crow Incarnation, and her strength had reached its current limit.

The only one who can be significantly improved is Master Wu Song.

Moreover, since he and Wu Song established their master-disciple relationship, he has received much protection and kindness from Wu Song. They have always been kind to each other, filial to each other, and deeply affectionate.

Even before that, he had the idea of ​​planning the Mango Pomelo Dew for his master.

Therefore, offering this treasure now is absolutely a voluntary act. "..."

Wu Song froze, speechless, his face contorted with shock, and his blood-stained monk's robes fluttered even without wind, clearly indicating his inner turmoil.

“Master, you guided me into the path of martial arts and protected me completely. You have never been stingy with rare treasures and precious pills. You have done me a great favor. Even lambs kneel to suckle their mothers and crows feed their parents in return…”

Liu Sheng pushed the vase in front of him, his expression sincere:
"These few drops of willow branch nectar are a token of my filial piety. I hope you will not refuse them, lest my filial piety be dampened."

These words were spoken with deep emotion and were truly moving.

"...This...you..."

Wu Song was a man of strong emotions; upon hearing this, his eyes reddened, and seeing that he could not refuse, he finally agreed.
"Very well, since it is your filial piety, I will accept it. However, I need to refine my foundation and rebuild my Dao foundation. I will not need seven drops, so three drops will be enough for me."

Afterwards, the three of them joined forces, found a secluded cave, and modified it to serve as Wu Song's place for seclusion.

Liu Sheng then summoned the Six Desires Puppet Spider avatar, which continuously spun silk to seal the cave and conceal its presence.

Finally, he poured three drops of willow branch nectar from the golden-patterned bottle and gave them to Wu Song, then left the cave with Du Bingyan.

They stood guard outside, protecting their master.

"I hope Master can safely overcome this tribulation, refine his inherent qualities, and rebuild his foundation for cultivation..."

Liu Sheng was on high alert. He summoned his six avatars, ordering the elephant, ox, tiger, and spider to guard the four directions, and also had the sparrow and crow take turns flying into the air to keep watch. Only then did he breathe a slight sigh of relief.

He then recalled Wu Song's earlier statement that he had been misled by treacherous people and had used demonic techniques to build his foundation for the Dao, which was called "demonic bones," and he couldn't help but frown.

At this moment, Du Bingyan finished her inspection and sat down next to Liu Sheng. Seeing his furrowed brow, she knew he was worried and said:

"Is Brother Sheng worried about Senior Wu... altering his physical constitution and rebuilding his foundation?"

"good."

Liu Sheng nodded, his eyes narrowing.

His cultivation is still shallow, only two or three months at most, and he has achieved his current status by relying on the various forms of the "Seventy-Two Transformations" Dao Fruit, which allows him to cultivate various martial arts with twice the result with half the effort.

In reality, his understanding of martial arts cultivation was neither deep nor comprehensive.

"Logically speaking, altering one's physical constitution and rebuilding one's foundation is an act against the heavens for other people and demons, and is almost impossible."

But there are always exceptions. If there are rare and extraordinary treasures, unparalleled wonders, they can ultimately transform the mundane into the miraculous, turning the impossible into the possible.

As Du Bingyan spoke, she glanced at the gold-patterned vase in Liu Sheng's hand, then looked away:

"For example, refining one's bones and reshaping one's foundation is equivalent to removing one's bones and flesh, and changing one's tendons and marrow. It is equivalent to replacing one's body from the inside out, thereby achieving the purpose of being reborn and changing one's tendons and marrow."

The resources consumed are too much for even powerful clans to bear, and such opportunities are rare and hard to come by, unless there are extraordinary treasures in the world.

Even before the spiritual tide revived, Senior Wu was already one of the world's top masters, possessing exceptional talent, even more so than today. He should... be able to succeed.

Her voice grew softer and softer until it was barely audible, like a mosquito's buzz, indicating a lack of confidence.

It seems they know the secret behind it.

Liu Sheng's breath hitched, realizing something, and he said in a hoarse voice:
"Tell me, don't lie to me."

Du Bingyan lowered her eyes, remained silent for a moment, and then slowly said:

"...According to sect records, when the 108 villains gathered at Mount Fajiu, a meteorite fell from the sky, inscribed with 108 demonic techniques, which corresponded to the titles of the villains, and were named..."

The 108 Heavenly Spirits, Earthly Fiends, and Demonic Arts!

(End of this chapter)