Becoming a leader of the immortal path begins with sowing the seeds of inner demons.

Lu Ming naturally wouldn't mention that this was the subtle influence of the seed planted in his heart.

To prevent Zhou Jiangyuan from having wild thoughts that would affect her cultivation, after lunch, Lu Ming directly pulled her into the Heart Demon Record to familiarize herself with the cultivation techniques until dusk.

At this time, the yang energy is about to dissipate and the yin energy has not yet arisen, which is just right for a mortal like Zhou Jiangyuan to leave his body.

Since it was his first time leading someone in cultivation, in order to ensure that nothing went wrong, Lu Ming took out the "Guide to Sowing Heart Demons," carefully reviewed the plan, made notes, and then woke up Zhou Jiangyuan, saying calmly.

"You remembered it all?"

"Master, I have memorized every word you said!" Zhou Jiangyuan stood up and bowed, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

"You should know that failure means death and annihilation," Lu Ming reminded him.

If this method of reverse cultivation is successfully practiced, the consciousness will transform into yang and replenish the essence, which will greatly benefit future cultivation.

In addition, Feng Zai speculated that it would bring other benefits.

However, his abilities were limited, and he dared not push it any further.

The consequences of failure are also severe.

For mortals, for their souls to rashly touch yang energy is tantamount to suicide.

Feng Zai felt that with Lu Ming around, the risk was negligible.

However, Lu Ming knew his limits, so he added all the possible consequences of failure that Feng Zai had thought of to his mind.

The most important thing to overcome inner demons is sincerity.

Deceiving with lies, using coercion and enticement—that's what inferior inner demons do.

Zhou Jiangyuan took a deep breath, said nothing, and nodded emphatically.

"Alright." Lu Ming didn't delay any longer and said in a deep voice, "Do not resist."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Jiangyuan immediately relaxed, and the next second, she felt a gentle yet immense force pulling her towards the sky.

The feeling was like dreaming of flying—unrestrained, yet somewhat unreal.

Lu Ming also found it very novel.

Zhou Jiangyuan's consciousness and soul felt like a cold, slippery fish to the touch, but when you pinched and lifted it, it felt like a ball of heavy air.

Because it was the first time he had extracted a person's soul from their body, Lu Ming was extremely cautious, slowly pulling Zhou Jiangyuan's consciousness out of his body.

Zhou Jiangyuan focused his mind inward, not knowing how long he had been flying, when suddenly he felt something blocking his head.

Almost at the same time, a dragging sensation came from her body, as if trying to pull her back.

Two completely different feelings arose and disappeared in her mind, making her instinctively tense.

"Calm your mind and focus your attention; do not let your mind wander."

Lu Ming gave a deep reminder, while his mind was extremely focused.

Before cultivating, a mortal's soul is extremely fragile. What is comfortable sunlight and gentle breeze to an ordinary person becomes heavenly fire and fierce wind when it falls on the soul.

If one is not careful, one's soul will be lost, and one will become a mad spirit, with no possibility of cultivation.

The drag that Zhou Jiangyuan felt was because his soul had not been cultivated and still needed the physical body to provide him with vital energy; otherwise, it would dissipate on its own like rootless water and wood.

What Lu Ming needed to do was ensure that when Zhou Jiangyuan's soul left her body, she would not be harmed by the yang energy while she was absorbing yang energy to cultivate the extremely yin soul of a woman, and at the same time, she would not lose her connection with her physical body.

The whole process is not complicated, but it is extremely mentally taxing.

If it weren't for the seed of inner demons that gave Lu Ming such complete knowledge of Zhou Jiangyuan's consciousness, no one else would have dared to act this way.

After an unknown amount of time, Lu Ming finally extracted Zhou Jiangyuan's soul. He then quickly condensed his true energy to envelop the soul within it, and at the same time used his consciousness to condense a thin thread to connect the soul and the body together.

We're halfway there!

Although it looked a bit rough, Lu Ming nodded in satisfaction. While recording his experience in the "Matters" section, he said in a deep voice, "Get ready, don't be late."

Zhou Jiangyuan opened his eyes in response. His first feeling was that his body was very light and he could not exert any strength at all. He could only maintain the cross-legged posture.

She couldn't help but look around curiously, and found that the familiar room was filled with various faint lights, which were separated from her by a transparent barrier three feet away.

"Master, is that white color the yang energy?" Zhou Jiangyuan asked in his heart.

"Good, remember the incantation of the technique, you must not make a mistake." Lu Ming also calmed his mind and placed a wisp of yang energy into the barrier.

Suppressing his excitement, Zhou Jiangyuan watched the white mist draw closer, but the moment they made contact, all other thoughts vanished from his mind.

An intense, burning pain arose simultaneously from all over the body.

Zhou Jiangyuan's face instantly turned ferocious, and he couldn't even utter a painful roar.

She longed to simply pass out, but something within her seemed to be relentlessly pounding at her consciousness, forcing her to remain conscious amidst this pain.

Lu Ming's face was ashen as he looked at the soul that had begun to turn from crimson to deep purple, and he scratched his head helplessly.

To ensure a high success rate, Lu Ming had chosen a time when the yang energy was at its weakest.

The rest depends on whether the will to pursue the Dao or the pain will prevail...

At this moment, memories began to flash through Zhou Jiangyuan's mind. Perhaps due to the painful stimulation, the images in his memory were all peaceful and comfortable scenes.

Faced with such a stark contrast, she even considered giving up and finding a way out.

The moment the thought arose, the force striking her heart grew stronger, each strike blurring her memory and intensifying the pain.

In a daze, Zhou Jiangyuan inexplicably felt that the force was very regular and familiar.

Thump thump thump... does that sound like a heartbeat?

But I'm not a soul, so how can I hear a heartbeat?

In the agonizing agony of each passing day, Zhou Jiangyuan managed to control his thoughts for the first time, but it didn't last long before he was overwhelmed by pain once again.

The whole process repeated itself countless times until she finally realized that this couldn't go on. She began to use her spare moments of lucidity to try to use visualization to cultivate her mind in reverse.

Half an hour later, her expression gradually became peaceful.

An hour later, the redness on her body began to fade.

Two hours later, her soul was no longer stained with any color and looked more vibrant.

Three hours later, she slowly opened her eyes, regained her senses, and returned to her body.

The next second, he collapsed to the ground and fell into a deep sleep.

After confirming that Zhou Jiangyuan was unharmed, Lu Ming breathed a sigh of relief, put away the notebook filled with notes, and opened Zhou Jiangyuan's interface.

Still just an ordinary person.

Lu Ming was stunned, blinking in disbelief.

No change?

So all that work today was for nothing?

......

early morning.

The moment the rooster crowed, Zhou Jiangyuan opened his eyes, sat up abruptly, and assessed his physical condition.

No gas?

How could this happen?

The light in Zhou Jiangyuan's eyes dimmed, and a pang of sorrow welled up in his heart.

My master was so powerful that he protected me and bestowed upon me the cultivation method, yet I still failed to succeed.

Could it be that I have absolutely no talent in cultivation...? Impossible!

Zhou Jiangyuan suddenly wiped his face and slammed his hand on the table as he stood up.

If it doesn't work the first time, then try ten times, or even a hundred times!

My master said that the key to spiritual practice is perseverance!

How can we give up after just one defeat...?

"Squeak!"

The ear-piercing cracking sound startled Zhou Jiangyuan. He looked over and saw that the wooden table he had just hit had been reduced to shards.

"elder sister?

What happened inside?!

"Lin Yue?" Zhou Jiangyuan hurriedly tried to cover it up, mumbling, "You got up early! I...I...come in later, I'll clean up!"

As she spoke, she rushed to the door and raised her hand to bolt it shut.

"boom!"

The entire door shattered with a crash.

Lu Ming, who had been standing in front of the gate, was now sitting in the bushes in the garden, his eyes blank.

How did I get through it?

"Lin Yue?!" Zhou Jiangyuan rushed over in a panic, grabbing Lu Ming's hand. "Are you alright?"

Click.

Lu Ming's cheeks twitched as he looked at his dislocated arm, then at the helpless Zhou Jiangyuan, and finally opened the panel again.

If I remember correctly, he was a mortal.

But you call this a mortal?!