Vampire Cultivation Notes

Li Jieqing opened his eyes and saw only a vast expanse of undulating white snow.

His previously tense expression softened slightly, and he simply said, "You don't understand."

"I naturally don't understand why they're giving me both cultivation techniques and spiritual rice, as if they're trying to compensate someone."

Scorpion Lady, supporting herself on Li Jieqing's chest, rose to her feet, one hand cupped in front of her, and said, "But I have a way to get your spirit rice business up and running!"

"Oh, please try to say it."

Li Jieqing became serious.

The Scorpion Maiden has been here for over a month, so I can trust her a little more. Now that she's willing to volunteer and offer advice, it's clear that my act of sacrificing myself to feed the demoness for the greater good has been somewhat effective.

Scorpion Lady said, "When others open a business, they need someone to help them and attract outsiders to trust you before they are willing to do business with you."

"Your business is failing, and you need an assistant. I can take the spirit rice and spread the word throughout the ruins, praising your business. With my past reputation and abilities, it won't be a problem to attract some people, whether by threats or deception. If you get a few more initial customers, your business will take off."

Isn't this just a shill?

Li Jieqing was not fond of going out and was not considered particularly quick-witted or capable of acting as a shill among cultivators.

However, there's an extra scorpion lady.

Li Jieqing seemed to be deep in thought.

"We can give it a try. It just so happens that those few monks, including Wu Quan, are still half-believing in the technique. If they come looking for trouble again, we can talk to them about it."

The current plan has been finalized.

Li Jieqing got up fully clothed and, without much hesitation, went to the ground to get rice.

Scorpion Lady remained outside, forbidden to approach.

Trust is one thing, but daring to approach underground and pry into secrets comes at a price.

Scorpion Lady was a clever woman. Having tested the waters beforehand, she never crossed the line again.

This is also why Li Jieqing trusted her a little, allowing this witch to get what she wanted.

"Walk!"

When Li Jieqing finished getting ready and went out again, he had already transformed into the Blood Hand Demon. He looked in the bronze mirror and saw no one else outside the cave, so he went straight out.

Having spent so much time extracting his own essence and spirit, he was confident that as long as he added more cultivator's divine sense, he could mold the small golden-red sword in his hand into a complete golden body!

It looks like I'll be busy for a while again.

"I have another hiding place, which is the Wanbao Pavilion. From now on, you will live there and mingle among the cultivators to cooperate with me."

"Don't worry, you'll definitely get your share of the benefits."

Li Jieqing had plenty of elixirs, enough to control the Scorpion Lady who had recovered from her injuries.

It's better not to let her stay in this cave any longer, lest she accidentally reveal the existence of the Ruyi Green Lotus over time, which would ultimately cause trouble.

"I will act as agreed and certainly live up to your expectations!"

Hearing Li Jieqing's words, Scorpion Lady secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After the market collapsed, her resources dwindled, leaving her with no way to continue. Fortunately, the person in front of her was a Pixiu, who always took in but never gave out. She didn't know how much wealth he still had, and he could share some of it with her.

In this way, all her hard work has not been in vain, and her voice is now hoarse.

……

"A drop of essence blood can be exchanged for a stone of spirit rice. Taking it back can replenish my cultivation and make up for the deficit. In the end, I can still make a profit."

"Now that the market town has collapsed, there are still such benefits; why not exchange them?"

"this……"

As news spread throughout Taipingfang, at someone's instigation, a group of timid, emaciated cultivators finally arrived at Bloodhand Old Demon's stall.

These people were neither willing to abandon their immortal path to enjoy worldly pleasures, nor did they have the ability to plunder others' spiritual resources. During this period, these dignified cultivators were so hungry that they were dizzy and lightheaded.

"A drop of essence blood, a stone of spiritual rice."

Bloodhand Old Demon remained expressionless, simply conducting his business as if nothing was amiss.

This group of hungry monks came together, and their deterrent effect was actually nothing special.

However, the Blood-Handed Demon had no malicious intent. He simply said, "I took your blood essence because I need it for my cultivation technique. I don't have much spirit rice left either. So you know, this business is first come, first served..."

With the first few business openings a success.

In an instant, the news of exchanging blood for rice spread throughout the ruins of the market town.

Monks have always been driven by profit.

Among the rogue cultivators who could mingle in the ruins of Taipingfang City, who wouldn't have been certain that the Blood Hand Old Demon's display of spirit rice was malicious, an attempt to lure someone with a predestined fate into his trap?

Now, seeing this, the mighty Blood Hand Demon has set up a stall, not to kill people but actually to do business.

Self-cultivation is of utmost importance; since that is the case, how can one not go?

Haven't you heard? There's not much spirit rice left over there. If you're a little late, it might all be gone.

It's just a drop of essence blood, so it's no big deal to give it up. I'll just eat a couple more bites of spirit rice!

All beginnings are hard.

Within a month, Blood Hand Old Demon's stall, which had previously been ignored, became extremely popular, attracting cultivators who had been hiding somewhere to show up and sell their blood.

Some people were worried because of the Blood Hand Demon's actions of collecting blood essence, fearing that they would be murdered without their knowledge after handing over their blood essence.

At that moment, some cultivators, relying on their own cultivation level, merely watched from behind while robbing the cultivators who were returning with rice.

Therefore, he angered the Blood Hand Demon, who went out to fight several battles, fighting against several groups of cultivators and driving them out of the ruins.

Thus, within six months, the only business that remained open after the collapse of Taipingfang Market began to operate according to established rules.

The Blood-Handed Demon supplies spirit rice, while the lower and middle-level cultivators supply essence blood.

Meanwhile, the higher-level cultivators would wait outside Taiping Market, randomly waiting for those who had sold their blood and were destined to be killed. They would only rob spirit rice and would not kill anyone, so as not to run out of supplies next time.

A year later, based on these trading rules, the lower and middle-level cultivators united again to support a patrol team of reformed rogue cultivators, specifically to drive away other rogue cultivators and protect themselves.

Once the patrol team was formed and had a set routine, they began to explore the spirit mines occupied by demonic beasts, occasionally producing spirit stones to supply their cultivation and in exchange for benefits.

This set of rules has therefore become increasingly rigorous.

Within three years, order was miraculously restored to Taipingfang City after its destruction.

With order established, the artisans who used to hide away all the time, such as the alchemist Master Dong, the apprentices and grand-apprentices of the weapon refiner Zhou Leiwang, as well as talisman masters, spirit plant masters, fish feeders, and array masters, all made their appearance.

The cultivator's vitality is clearly remarkable.

For a time, apart from having to avoid monsters and not being able to build new markets, the scene of Taiping Market almost reappeared in its heyday.

Five years have passed in the blink of an eye.

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"How come that Bloodhand Old Demon has so much spirit rice?"

Outside the collapsed archway of Taipingfang Market, the Five-Quan Monk finished his old job, grabbed a shi (a unit of dry measure) of spirit rice, and gave half of it to the victim, telling him to come back next time.

After finishing their work, Wu Quan Toutuo and his partner, the old fisherman, split their loot equally. To avoid the patrol team's notice, they skillfully headed out into the wilderness to lay low.

During the journey, Old Fishman heard this and pondered for a while before guessing, "This Blood Hand Old Demon has been doing the business of exchanging rice for blood for five or six years, and he has really distributed nearly ten thousand bushels of spirit rice. If he didn't steal the treasures of Master Baozhou when the market collapsed, then he must be a powerful spirit plant master."

"What kind of plant spirit master?"

The Five-Cut Monk looked on with suspicion.

Seeing this, the old fishmonger said, "You're not a craftsman, so naturally you wouldn't know. A few years ago, a group of spirit plant masters appeared and successfully cultivated a large area of ​​spirit fields underground."

"How could I not know? I even went to rob a bit not long ago!" Wu Quan Toutuo hurriedly said, "I'm just wondering how ordinary spirit plant masters, who farm underground, could produce as much as this Blood Hand Old Demon. He's revitalized the entire market ruins inside and out."

"This person must have many secrets, and he suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Perhaps we should seek out the old men who used to frequent the streets to see if we can find out who that Bloodhand Demon really is."

The Five-Cut Monk had also foreseen this.

Old Yu Han shook his head slightly. Everyone knew that the Blood Hand Demon was no ordinary person, and he was probably the one who spread that Foundation Establishment technique.

However, the Blood Hand Old Demon's record was outstanding, and all the Tribulation Cultivators who dared to plot against him disappeared without a trace. This made others dare not act rashly, but only secretly harbored their own thoughts.

"The Blood Hand Old Demon himself seems to be practicing the 'Blood Heart Freedom Secret Record.' The technique might be real. We can tell at a glance if someone uses the method to break through the three barriers to break through the Foundation Establishment stage."

Old Yuhan spoke slowly. He was actually quite satisfied with the Taipingfang ruins, which were gradually returning to order. His livelihood of raising fish was gone, but he had been replaced by the promising job of traitor cultivation.

Once the Qi cultivation is complete, I will attempt a breakthrough to the Foundation Establishment stage.

The future is truly promising.

The two partners were chatting and discussing things when...

...In an inconspicuous wasteland in the southwest, a Taoist priest came from the direction of the mortal world.

Upon seeing the two figures in the sky, they carefully examined them and then waved and called out.

"Fellow Daoists, please wait!"

"This humble Taoist priest is Cheng Qi."