Mortal: Starting by looting Han Laomo's entire herb garden

Yellow Maple Valley.

Lei Wanhe sat cross-legged in the cave, a fragment of a map spread out on the stone table in front of him, his brows furrowed into a deep frown.

The Fragment of the Void Heaven.

He had had this thing for several years, studying it over and over again. He had tried to activate it with spiritual power, probe it with divine sense, and even tried to bind it to his owner with blood, but to no avail.

If it weren't for the special material of this fragment, which is impervious to water and fire, he would have suspected that it was just a piece of waste paper.

Lei Wanhe sighed, rubbed his temples, and his thoughts drifted to Lu Yan.

I heard from Li Huayuan that the kid had already reached the mid-stage of Core Formation.

He was drinking tea at the time and almost spat it out. How many years has it been? Young Master Lu has become Junior Brother Lu?

Although it is common for a junior to surpass one's cultivation level in the cultivation world, it is still a very subtle feeling when it happens to oneself, especially to one's own disciple.

What did that kid say before he left? He said he'd only come back after he reached the Nascent Soul stage.

Nascent Soul.

Lei Wanhe gave a wry smile. It was something he wouldn't even dare to think about, but that kid talked about it as if it were nothing.

He shook his head, cleared his mind, and continued to stare at the incomplete map of the void, deep in thought.

Just then.

A hand reached out from behind, as fast as lightning.

"Give it to me!"

Lei Wanhe loosened his grip, and the fragment of the map fell into the hands of the black-clad man who had appeared behind him at some unknown time.

"Who?!"

Lei Wanhe suddenly stood up, his spiritual pressure surged, and lightning gathered in his palm.

But the man was faster. With a flick of his wrist, he pulled out a round object from somewhere and threw it over. Then, he vanished like a bubble.

Lei Wanhe instinctively flinched and looked down.

A level-six demon core, brimming with spiritual energy.

He stood there, stunned, staring blankly at the demon core, then looked up at the empty cave, unable to come to his senses for a long time.

The man in black took the incomplete map and dropped a level six demon core.

What is this?

Buy one get one free?

Lei Wanhe picked up the demon core, feeling that the person's figure was somewhat inexplicably familiar.

"...Strange thing."

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Spirit World

A member of the Spirit Clan entered the secret vault, took out a jade bottle from the storage bracelet, and carefully placed it on the shelf.

The blood of the Spirit Clan.

The essence left behind by a Spirit Race member at the Integration level after their death, a treasure coveted by Body Refiners.

He turned around, preparing to retrieve the restriction array plate.

Just as he turned around, a hand reached out from the side, swift as lightning, and snatched the jade bottle.

"Give it to me!"

The Spirit Clan cultivator whirled around and saw a figure in black stuffing a jade bottle into his robes, his face beaming with ecstasy.

"court death!"

The Spirit Clan cultivators were enraged, and their spiritual pressure pressed down like a mountain.

But the figure had vanished into thin air, as if it had never existed.

The secret vault was completely empty, with only the Spirit Clan cultivator remaining, who was furious.

-

On a nameless deserted island somewhere in the Chaotic Star Sea.

The moment Lu Yan obtained the divine blood, he left the Demon Beast Sea Abyss and found an unnamed deserted island nearby.

He found a natural stone cave on the island, set up a protective barrier, and sat down cross-legged.

He took out the jade bottle, uncorked it, and a vast and pure life force rushed out.

The blood of the Spirit Clan, the essence of a Spirit Clan member who has passed away at the Integration level.

For those who practice body cultivation, this is an unparalleled treasure.

In the original story, Han Li mastered the Vajra Technique by relying on it, and his physical body alone could rival that of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Lu Yan's Vajra Technique is currently stuck at the fifth level. Given the concentration of vital energy in the human realm, it would take countless years to break through through arduous cultivation alone.

But with the divine blood of the Spirit Clan, everything changed.

He took a deep breath and poured the divine blood into his palm.

The golden liquid melted upon contact with his skin, as if it were alive, and seeped into the pores of his palm.

boom!

A tremendous power exploded within his body, and Lu Yan felt as if every inch of his flesh, every bone, and every meridian was burning.

The force was so immense that it nearly burst his body.

Lu Yan gritted his teeth and used all his strength to activate the Vajra Technique.

He guided the power of the divine blood little by little, allowing it to seep into his muscles, fascia, bones, and bone marrow.

Dense golden patterns appeared on his skin, like some kind of ancient runes, flickering as he practiced his cultivation technique.

one day.

Two days.

Three days.

The refining of divine blood is not something that can be accomplished overnight. That power is too immense, requiring guidance, absorption, and transformation day after day.

A month later, he broke through to the sixth level of the Vajra Technique.

His body emitted a series of cracking sounds as his bones popped, his muscles seemed to have been reforged, their density greatly increased, and his skin became as tough as rhinoceros hide.

With a casual punch, the air itself seemed to explode.

The second month, the third month, the fourth month...

The power of divine blood continued to wash over his body, and every inch of his bones and muscles was undergoing a transformative change.

By the fifth month, he had vaguely touched the threshold of the seventh level.

That threshold was like an invisible wall, firmly blocking his physical strength.

Lu Yan gritted his teeth and continued refining.

boom!

Golden light burst forth from his body, illuminating the entire cave.

The sounds of bones cracking were as dense as popping beans, muscles writhing and reorganizing wildly, and a faint golden sheen appeared on the skin's surface before disappearing into the body.

Vajra Technique, seventh level.

Lu Yan opened his eyes, stood up, and stretched his limbs.

He was a little taller than he was six months ago, and his physique hadn't changed much, but he exuded a natural sense of power in every move he made, and there was a faint golden glow flowing over his skin.

He walked to the cave entrance and casually punched the sea.

boom!

Where the fist passed, a deep trench several meters deep was punched into the sea, and the seawater surged to both sides before closing again after a long while.

Lu Yan looked at his fist and nodded in satisfaction.

Although the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is insufficient, it is impossible to infuse spiritual energy into the body and achieve great success.

However, with the addition of magical power to the physical body, it is already able to barely contend with a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Below the Nascent Soul stage, he had no rivals.

Moreover, his three spirit beasts have already advanced to level six, and the demon cores he fed them before have been completely digested.

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at the same time.

On the open sea, two streaks of light sped along the surface of the water, one after the other.

Ahead was a golden lion-like creature, shaped like a male lion, with golden fur all over its body, a dragon's head and a lion's body, and a tail like a qilin. Golden lightning arcs were wrapped around its body, crackling and popping.

With each step, lightning patterns rippled across the void as the four hooves sank into the air.

If other demons were to witness this scene, they would be greatly astonished, for this demon holds a very prominent position in the outer sea.

It was Jin Ming, the young master of the Suanni clan, the most powerful demon clan in the outer sea.

Following behind was a bald, burly man wearing a dark blue robe. He had a rugged face, and his skin was faintly covered with lightning patterns. A patch of bluish-black whale skin was visible around his neck.

The two were heading towards the Demon Beast Abyss, where the sea was gradually darkening in color.

"Thunder Whale, did that clam spirit really succeed in transforming into human form?" Jin Ming asked.

"Absolutely true." Lei Jing grinned. "It happened a few years ago. Although my bloodline is not as noble as your Suanni clan's, I have at least stepped into the threshold of human transformation."

Jin Ming nodded slightly: "He asked you to pass on a message, saying he wants to present a treasure?"

"Yes." Lei Jing rubbed his bald head: "That guy has a sacred object for body refinement called Golden Mother Coral Sand, which he wants to offer to the young master. He said it wouldn't be very useful for a clam spirit like him who focuses on mental attacks, but it should be of some value to your Suanni clan."

"Golden Mother Coral Sand?" A hint of excitement flashed in Jin Ming's eyes: "That's a good thing."

"That's right." Lei Jing chuckled. "He's just a newly transformed clam spirit with no background or backing. Offering treasures to curry favor with your Suanni clan is quite pragmatic."

Jin Ming pondered for a moment, then said calmly, "Now that he has taken human form, he is no ordinary demon beast. Although my Suanni clan does not easily accept outsiders, an eighth-level demon is worthy of some respect wherever he goes."

He paused, his tone softening slightly: "When we meet later, be polite. Try to win them over if you can, but there's no need to put on airs."

Lei Jing nodded: "Young Master is sensible."

As they spoke, the Demonic Beast Abyss was already beneath their feet.

"We've arrived. Let's go down." The Thunder Whale was about to descend into the depths of the abyss.

Just then, a golden beam of light burst forth from the sea to the side, incredibly fast, and crashed straight into the two demons.

Before the escape light even arrived, an overwhelming spiritual pressure had already pressed down, forcibly creating a huge dent in the sea surface.

"Who goes there!"