System crash? I prove it with my control panel!

"vomit---"

"vomit--"

It's less like swallowing it and more like forcing it in.

Chen Wen tried several times, but he still couldn't swallow it; the jade slip was too big for his throat.

Finally, in a fit of rage, he used a calligraphy brush to force it in.

Having a gastroscopy done on myself is an example of this.

"Gurgle~"

He finally swallowed the jade slip, which was covered in saliva mixed with blood.

He felt a burning pain from his throat to his stomach, and every breath he took had a metallic, metallic taste.

Fortunately, the Xuanhuang Refining Heart Technique eliminated all his distracting thoughts.

Otherwise, he would never be able to calm his mind to cultivate.

Even so, Chen Wen couldn't help but curse inwardly that the person who created this technique was a freak.

He hadn't considered the possibility that the jade slip might already be enough for several people to simultaneously enter the path of enlightenment...

However, now that the arrow is on the bowstring, it must be released!

He picked up another spirit stone, wrapped it in lard, and put it in his mouth.

This time he was more experienced and didn't try to swallow it; instead, he directly used a brush to push it in.

"vomit--"

The physical discomfort made him gag uncontrollably.

But thankfully, I managed to swallow it.

He immediately focused his mind and began to circulate his energy according to the exercise method.

Soon, he felt a burning sensation in his stomach.

Through his spiritual sense, he clearly saw that his blood energy was rapidly condensing, enveloping the mustard stone, and beginning to refine it.

The spiritual energy within the spirit stone continuously nourishes his internal organs, enabling them to generate a constant flow of qi and blood.

Time passed by, bit by bit.

An hour later.

Chen Wen suddenly perked up.

This was because the mustard stone within his body was finally refined into a trace of strange energy.

Chen Wen carefully manipulated it to integrate into his blood and qi, and then it was carried into his throat by his blood and qi.

As the blood and qi flowed into his throat, he felt a sharp pain in his throat.

It was as if someone was constantly poking at his fingernails with a needle.

He was in so much pain that he was covered in cold sweat, his jaw clenched so tightly that it made a squeaking sound.

He even longed to faint from the pain.

However, the Xuanhuang Refining Heart Technique was operating wildly, keeping him clear-headed.

He could only grit his teeth and endure the pain.

Once started, it cannot be stopped.

Otherwise, at best, the throat will be shattered, and at worst, the body will be torn apart!

A ruthless glint appeared in Chen Wen's eyes. He forcefully suppressed the excruciating pain and continued to circulate the Gluttonous Blood Body Technique.

If you want to be prominent in front of others, you must first suffer in private!

He understood this principle when Bai Zhantang knelt before him and apologized.

Only by becoming stronger, only by becoming powerful, will you be surrounded by good people!

His true identity will be revealed in the future.

There will only be people a thousand times more vicious than Bai Zhantang who will come after me.

Those inner disciples would never admit that they had misjudged him.

Since they can't be wrong, the only option is to make the mistakes disappear.

Therefore, during this period, he must do everything he can to become stronger and stand out.

In this sect, no, I should say in this world, everything is determined by strength.

Hiding one's talents?

That's something only a weak person would do.

Pretending to be weak to fool others?

I'm afraid that if I keep pretending for too long, I'll really turn into a pig!

Only by being strong enough to be looked up to by those around you, and by having value that others need, can you survive!

"Open it for me!"

Chen Wen roared.

However, his throat was already broken, and in the end, he could only make a hissing sound.

next moment.

The energy of the mustard stone began to flow into his throat.

The blood energy nourished by the spiritual energy began to continuously repair his throat.

He felt a tingling sensation in his throat.

It felt a bit like taking a hot bath, and quite enjoyable.

However, before he could even feel comfortable for a moment, another wisp of mustard stone energy was swept into his throat by his blood energy.

"Hiss—"

This time, even with the Xuanhuang Refining Heart Technique to calm his mind, he still gasped in pain.

Chen Wen's face was deathly pale, devoid of any color.

However, at that moment, the spirit stone inside his body suddenly turned into dust.

"Oh no, we've run out of spirit stones!"

Chen Wen's expression changed drastically. How could it be so fast? This has only just begun!

Without thinking twice, he quickly picked up a spirit stone, and without even applying any grease, stuffed it directly into his mouth.

He had prepared himself for the pain.

But this time it didn't feel as bad as before.

His mouth seemed to contain a bottomless pit.

The spirit stone disappeared instantly once it was inserted.

Chen Wen quickly used his spiritual sense to investigate and found that the spirit stone had already appeared in his body.

"Hahaha, it's done!"

He let out a joyful hissing sound.

Fortunately, he suddenly realized that it was already late at night.

He quickly shut up.

Now, the gluttonous stomach in my body is on the right track.

Spiritual energy generates blood energy, blood energy refines mustard stone, mustard stone generates energy, which is then absorbed into the body by blood energy, and finally the body is repaired by blood energy.

This process continues until the mustard stone is completely refined.

During this period, he needs to constantly devour spirit stones to replenish his internal energy and blood.

Once this method begins, it cannot be stopped.

He didn't stop there to wash up.

Instead, she cast a cleansing spell on herself.

Then he sat down cross-legged to observe.

It can refine a trace of mustard stone energy approximately every hour, and consumes a mid-grade spirit stone every two hours.

And the excruciating pain occurs every hour!

Chen Wen suddenly had a bad feeling.

How can I endure the excruciating pain during class tomorrow?

And the most crucial point is—are his hundred-plus mid-grade spirit stones really enough?

Never mind, there's always a way out!

Chen Wen took a deep breath and stuffed ten spirit stones into his gluttonous stomach at once, enough for a day's needs.

The Gluttonous Stomach is only in its initial stage now, and its capacity is still the same as before, only able to hold this many spirit stones at most.

He then lay back down on the bed. The pain of the day had exhausted all his energy, and he needed to seize the time to rest.

Before going to bed, he glanced at the panel again.

[The Gluttonous Blood Body Technique, Level 1: Beginner (2/100)]

As expected, he had already mastered the basics of the Gluttonous Blood Body Technique.

However, its gluttonous stomach has not yet been formed, so it cannot devour precious materials to enhance its physical strength.

One hour later.

"Fuck you, that hurts!"

Chen Wen was awakened from his sleep by the pain, gritting his teeth and his veins bulging.

Fifteen minutes later, the pain subsided, and he slowly fell asleep.

Another hour later...

"Fuck your dam!"

Another quarter of an hour later...

睡～

Again.......

"Damn the dam..."

......

The sky gradually brightened.

Chen Wen sat up weakly.

Too lazy to wash up, I just cast a cleansing spell and instantly felt refreshed.

Even my spirits are better now.

He stepped out, silently finished his food, and left the courtyard to go to class.

"Brother Jingwen, Brother Jingwen, wait for me!"

Chu Feng caught up with Chen Wen with a few big leaps.

Chen Wen turned around and stared blankly at Chu Feng, then nodded slightly to him before turning back to continue walking forward.

Seeing this, Chu Feng was a little confused. "Brother Jingwen, what's wrong with you? You were perfectly fine yesterday, but today you look so listless?"

Chen Wen didn't speak, but simply pointed to his throat.

Chu Feng was even more surprised and suspicious. "Brother Jingwen, is your voice hoarse? Should I help you nourish it with my spiritual energy?"

"Wait, you also have spiritual power? And it's wood-based, so it seems to have even more vitality than mine."

"But how did you hurt your throat?"

Why is he usually so talkative?!

Chen Wen thought to himself, feeling like there was a fly buzzing in his ear. He couldn't help but turn around and glare at him.

Just as Chu Feng was about to ask more questions...

An aged voice appeared in his mind.

"Feng'er, don't ask anymore. This kid is practicing a martial art and hasn't been able to speak for the past few days. Tsk tsk tsk, this kid is really ruthless to himself. But he's quite lucky, managing to obtain this martial art and such top-grade mustard stone. Those are rare!"

Chu Feng suddenly stopped, his eyes sparkling with surprise, and thought to himself:

"Grandpa Village Chief, you're awake! Wasn't it supposed to take a month?"

"Hehe, you have successfully entered the Dao and drawn spiritual energy into your body, which disturbed me, so I naturally woke up."

"Grandpa Village Chief, I'm sorry..."

"It's alright, you've almost recovered. Keep up, don't just stand here like a wooden stake!"

"good!"

Chu Feng then realized that he had fallen far behind, and Brother Jingwen was waiting for him ahead.

He quickly quickened his pace to catch up with Chen Wen, and smiled as he said:

"Sorry, Brother Jingwen, I was just lost in thought."

Chen Wen waved his hand, grinned, and indicated that everything was fine.

The two continued walking side by side. This time, Chu Feng remained silent, which gave Chen Wen a lot of peace and quiet.

At this moment, Chu Feng asked in his mind:

"Grandpa Village Chief, you said he's lucky? And ruthless? Why?"

The old man chuckled, "Heh heh, the cultivation technique he practices is the ultimate skill of the Devouring Demon Lord from thousands of years ago, the Gluttonous Blood God Technique. This technique is incomparably domineering, using a human body to forge a gluttonous stomach, devouring everything to strengthen oneself. This technique can be cultivated all the way to the Great Ascension stage. Isn't that good luck?"

Mahayana Buddhism?!

Chu Feng's eyes widened. Although he didn't know what Mahayana meant, it sounded very powerful.

"Kids don't need to know so much, they just want to know how amazing it is."

The old man smiled slightly and continued:

"The most difficult part of this technique is getting started, transforming one's mortal body into a gluttonous blood body. This step is the most difficult and extremely painful, like being torn apart by a thousand knives. The slightest mistake will result in death and the annihilation of one's cultivation!"

"Furthermore, this technique requires mustard stone as a catalyst for entry. That kid was extremely lucky to find a top-grade mustard stone, and he even had the audacity to melt so many mustard stones at once!"

"It won't be easy. Once he succeeds, he will surely become a great figure. However, even someone as glorious as the Devouring Demon Lord was eventually corrupted by his bestial nature, driven to madness and death. Can he reach the other side?"

Even so, the old man made no attempt to hide his admiration for Chen Wen as he spoke, and looking at the disciple he had chosen, he tsk tsk tsk...

Chu Feng felt a pang of jealousy upon hearing this and retorted defiantly:

"It's just some pain, Grandpa Village Chief! Do you have this cultivation technique? I want to practice it too!"

"You look like a martial arts technique!"

The old man glared at him irritably and said:

"You think everything will be fine once you've mastered the basics? Wrong!"

"This is a demonic and evil art; it's not something you can easily master!"

"Although this method leads to rapid progress, it is also extremely dangerous to cultivate. One's body becomes like a glutton, and one's mind becomes like a glutton, tormented by hunger all day long, unable to find peace, and extremely prone to losing control, with murderous intent spreading, harming both oneself and others!"

Chu Feng was shocked upon hearing this and hurriedly asked, "Then...what should we do? Grandpa Village Chief, do you have any ideas? Isn't Brother Jingwen in danger?!"

"This is the path he chose himself. Moreover, he still has a soul waiting to be possessed. It's not bad that he cultivated this technique. However, if he is possessed and his pent-up desires and killing intent erupt, perhaps you and I won't have to worry about being exposed."

The old man sighed softly and said:

"It should be understood that there is cause and effect in the relationship between powers; those who gain great power will inevitably pay a price."

"However..."

The old man suddenly became mysterious.

Chu Feng immediately took the bait and said eagerly, "But what? Grandpa Village Chief, tell me quickly!"

The old man snorted:

"Cough cough, you brat! I just woke up from a deep sleep, and you haven't even shown any concern for this old man. All you do is ask questions!"

Upon hearing this, Chu Feng smiled awkwardly, "Grandpa Village Chief is a living god, a powerful being in the world, so naturally he will be fine. But my brother Jingwen is just a mortal, so naturally we have to be more concerned about him."

"Furthermore, my entry into the Dao is largely thanks to Brother Jingwen's guidance. Grandpa Village Chief, you also owe me a debt of gratitude for reminding and awakening me!"

The old man became interested upon hearing this:

"Oh, really? How did he give you advice?"

"So it is, like this, like this, blah blah blah~"

Chu Feng recounted in detail what had happened in the past few days to the old man.

The old man pondered for a moment after hearing this, and then spoke:

"I never expected this little guy to have such talent. It seems he might be able to do this."

"What method is it, Grandpa Village Chief? Please tell me!"

Chu Feng pressed on impatiently.

The old man stroked his beard and chuckled, "Didn't I already give you the solution?"

"Give me?"

Chu Feng was taken aback upon hearing this, then suddenly realized what was going on.

"Grandpa Village Chief, are you referring to the Mysterious Yellow Heart Refining Technique?"

"Exactly!"

The old man nodded and said:

"The only way to suppress demonic nature is to refine the mind. If he can always maintain his Daoist mind level above the level of this technique, this problem will naturally be solved."

"But... how is this possible..."

Chu Feng muttered to himself. He had already gone through countless difficulties in cultivating the "Heart-Derivation Technique" taught by the village chief, and he had only just begun to understand it.

The Xuanhuang Refining Heart Technique is even more difficult than the Yanxin Technique.

It was only because it was extremely suitable for Chen Wen that he chose it for Chen Wen to cultivate.

The old man simply said, "That depends on his fate!"

He then remained silent.

At this moment, Chu Feng had arrived at the Dharma Lecture Square. He was now just a remnant soul, so he had to keep a low profile, since this was a Nascent Soul sect.

At this moment, Chen Wen was also pondering this question.

He remained somewhat uneasy.

Because the cultivation speed of the Xuanhuang Refining Heart Technique is too fast.

He had raised this question more than once, but he had never received an answer.

The speed was so fast that it felt somewhat unreal to him.

According to the Xuanhuang Refining Heart Manual.

It is divided into five levels: Enlightenment, Refinement, Calmness, Burning, and Severing.

He is currently at the first level, the stage of enlightenment.

However, when he checked the panel this morning, he found that his proficiency in the Xuanhuang Refining Heart Technique had increased by three points, bringing him to the entry-level level of eighty-three.

We are about to enter the stage of minor success.

Is that correct?

How long has he been cultivating?

It's only been a little over ten days.

His gaze quietly fell on Chu Feng, who was a few steps behind him. Should he try to find out and ask his grandfather?

But wouldn't that be a bit presumptuous?

At this moment, Chen Wen suddenly noticed that Chu Feng seemed a little absent-minded.

One moment he's frowning, the next he's sighing, and then he's spacing out.

He simply slowed down, and as the man passed by, he slapped him on the shoulder, "Smack!"

"Ouch, what are you doing?!"

..........