Cultivation : I'm an Ancient Giant Bear-Chapter 374 - 353: Level 9 Demon Wind

Wang Wu finally understood.

If there wasn’t competition between the Mountain Master of Mu Yang and the King of Xijiang, and if the West River Water Race wasn’t controlling the water resources arbitrarily.

Then actually, Big Macaque, Old Zhou, Master Mu, and Jia Ding Monkey would live quite comfortably.

They would only need to take a few minutes a year to handle affairs, and the rest of the time would be spent happily cultivating, playing, eating, and drinking; how could there be such troublesome matters?

Their existence is meant to enjoy such benefits and ensure the normal operation of this system.

Whether other lower-level beings have the opportunity to transcend their class, what does that have to do with them?

If it were Wang Wu, he would also find it very reasonable.

"Enough, why think too much? I’m not a savior, I just want to live well. Fifty barrels a day, just enough to rain over this ten-mile grove, perfect!"

Next, Wang Wu chanted the three-syllable key of the Earth Escape Dao Skill, and instantly, the Spirit Net responded, a strange rhythm descended and enveloped his entire body, and with a swish, he escaped into the ground.

About the Earth Escape effect, one could say it’s average—he can escape about a hundred meters per second, upwards, downwards, left, and right, but cannot pass through rock minerals, water flow, or tree roots, which are quite restrictive.

However, Wang Wu still precisely captured the highlight of this Basic Daoist Technique, like singing the children’s song about two tigers and still extracting rich nourishment from it.

"It has nothing to do with this technique itself, but it’s about the positioning of Earth Attribute Spiritual Qi! There’s a sense of an overlooked jewel, a divine stroke of Dao rhythm reverberating! Ah, this is Dao!"

"Poor Daoist, has another epiphany!"

Wang Wu continuously released the Earth Escape Dao Skill hundreds of times, exhausting the 5,000 Points of Internet Spiritual Qi given by Big Macaque, savoring the experience before returning to his three-meter diameter small puddle.

In a word, refreshing!

Next, he spat out a small gray seal, placed it at the bottom of the puddle, silently plucked a strand of fur, carefully operated the Earth Demon Thirty-Six Transformations, transferring the golden seal to the fur, and then turned this fur into a carp.

The whole process was seamless.

Not triggering the Spirit Net in the slightest, let alone anything else.

There’s no other way; this is the Tian Ji horse racing strategy.

Right now, the quality of his fur is not good; before completion of the refinement, it can’t perfectly simulate him.

So it cannot transform into him.

But if he first transforms into something insignificant, just a small carp with a Ninth Grade Demon Pill, and then uses the fur for transformation, it’s really too easy.

And the Spirit Net will only recognize the golden seal; since the golden seal can’t identify Wang Wu’s true form, naturally it cannot discern whether a transfer has occurred.

The process was simply perfect.

It wasn’t in vain that Wang Wu patiently waited for so long.

Cheerfully chuckling, Wang Wu first adjusted his Qi Blood, transformed into Demon Wind, and in an instant, flew from the spring to the Xijiang Tributary, the Wind Riding Dao Skill indeed being impressive.

The focus isn’t on a speed of two hundred miles per second, but rather on this natural, inherent concealment effect during execution.

It almost made Wang Wu feel reborn.

Moreover, the consumption of Qi Blood is only half of what it used to be.

Once, Wang Wu didn’t hesitate to push Demon Wind to the extreme, wishing the whole world to know he was coming, but could only achieve a speed of one hundred miles per second.

But now, by comprehending the subtle yet profound meanings of Wind Riding Dao Skill, not only has the speed more than doubled, but the consumption has halved.

It’s simply explosive!

And at this time, the Four Clowns have collectively provided the latest assessment!

"Your Demon Wind Divine Techniques have undergone a fundamental, groundbreaking enhancement, you’ve stolen the true Dao from an unknown, indescribable existence."

"Your Demon Wind Divine Techniques can better match the Passive Concealment Divine Techniques now; that is, when fully deploying Demon Wind Divine Techniques, Passive Concealment can fully play its role."

"Your Demon Wind Divine Techniques can better match the Ruyi Anshen Divine Techniques now; that is, when fully deploying Demon Wind Divine Techniques, transformation can happen freely, adjusting size at will."

"Your Demon Wind Divine Techniques can better match the Tyrant Body Divine Techniques now; that is, when fully deploying Demon Wind Divine Techniques, it can trigger the Level 11 Overlord Body, ignoring all Dark Thunder and Interrupt Divine Talisman."

"Your current Demon Wind Divine Techniques require a reassessment of its level, your Demon Wind Divine Techniques’ level is 6+2+1=9 Level! This means, in reality, your Demon Wind Divine Techniques are demonstrating effects that have reached the realm of a First-Grade Great Demon."

"Congratulations, this is a standard of a First-Grade Great Demon achieved through acquired efforts without needing to upgrade your Demon Pill."

"Friendly reminder, when you reach such achievements in any five aspects, then regardless of the status of your Demon Pill, you, are a First-Grade Great Demon!"

"Currently, you’ve fulfilled two aspects, namely Level 11 Overlord Body and Demon Wind Level 9."

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"Thank you! Thank you!"

Wang Wu piously knelt in the void. The Demon Wind Divine Techniques are one of the most important divine techniques of Great Demons.

Convenient for both fighting and fleeing.

At the same time, Demon Wind Divine Techniques are highly restricted divine techniques, especially with Qi Blood consumption, which is almost a heartache for every First-Grade Great Demon.

Just like the Peacock Emperor, screaming even in death that he’s a bird...

The Peacock is fortunate, after all, it’s still a bird, Wang Wu is a bear, not even a bird!

In terms of Demon Wind Divine Techniques, naturally, it can’t compare to avian demons, truly can’t. That second-grade Yan Feihen can already cover over two hundred li in one second. If he advances to first-grade in the future, five hundred li per second shouldn’t be a problem.

So it can be seen how rare it is for Wang Wu to achieve such a level in Demon Wind Divine Techniques.

At this moment, after bowing respectfully nine times, he plunged into a tributary of the Xijiang. Here, he began to silently operate Ice Spiritual Qi—it’s just water, simple!

Wait, not simple!

Wang Wu suddenly stopped. He operated Level 15 Spirit Essence, slowly sensing. After a moment, he wore a strange expression.

Good heavens, that King of Xijiang is truly incredible. He imposed some kind of tariff-like divine technique across the entire Xijiang Basin.

It’s not like you can’t take water. You can. If you come to the riverside to take a bucket of water, no problem. If you come to take a load of water, also no problem, free, just take it.

However, as long as it’s more than thirty cubic meters, sorry, you need to pay tax.

An additional fifty percent water resources protection fee.

It’s deliberately to annoy the Mountain Master of Mu Yang.

It’s directly confronting the Mountain Master of Mu Yang.

You might ask why, I say why not, because the King of Xijiang wants to transform into a flood dragon and leap the Dragon Gate. You can’t stop me from leaping the Dragon Gate. Bear with it, excuse it. In decades, when I succeed in leaping the Dragon Gate, everything will return to normal...

"Dog bites dog, a mouthful of fur, but what does it have to do with me?"

Wang Wu sneered, continuing to operate Ice Spiritual Qi, condensing only twenty cubic meters of ice at a time, then tossing it into the storage pouch. As long as it doesn’t trigger that tariff divine technique of yours.

Really, it’s just that Big Macaque, Old Zhou, Jia Ding Monkey, their strengths are too weak, unable to silently reach the Xijiang Basin, nor silently bypass the riverside arrays to enter the water, much less silently turn river water into ice.

The most important thing is not having a large enough storage pouch.

Otherwise, what a trivial matter.

Wang Wu filled the storage pouch, then transformed back into Demon Wind, silently returning all the way, first heading to the upstream underground water source at the spring. He chose a long-dry tributary, stored all the ice blocks there, then sealed the surroundings with Profound Iron. Finally, he moved in rocks and set up more than a dozen runoff outlets.

In short, focusing on a sort of enchanted formation, ah, those who can find this place definitely wouldn’t be bored enough to search for it, and those wanting to search wouldn’t have the strength to find it.

Anyway, this trip was enough for three to five months of use.

The entire process took a few minutes, and the problem was resolved.

What a big deal!

Wang Wu glanced again at the three on the eastern hilltop still frowning bitterly, their meeting yet unresolved, still pondering what’s next?

Truly, the long night is endless, no heart for sleep!

He currently has no legitimate income of Spiritual Qi, so he can’t comprehend the cryptic words of the immortals. He’s now addicted to plucking the immortals’ wool, feeling his previous cultivation was nothing, completely unworthy.

Even the Four Clowns are subdued, all eagerly awaiting updates.

Alas?

"The problem ultimately lies with the King of Xijiang. If truly as Big Macaque said, making sure it never leaps the Dragon Gate would be ideal."

Following that, Wang Wu had a notion, transformed into Demon Wind, two hundred li per second, heading straight down the Xijiang. He wanted to see what that so-called First-Grade Dragon Gate was like, including what that True Dragon Ancient Blood on it looked like, since he was idle anyway.

Well, honestly speaking, Wang Wu is a bit interested in that True Dragon Ancient Blood.

After all, he now has a real identity, a recognized member, a big carp with prospects as the future King of Numinous Power, who dares to say he has no right to leap the Dragon Gate and vie for the True Dragon Ancient Blood?

With a single breath, he traversed a thousand li, stopping because the river ahead was merging into a much larger river.

Without a doubt, this is the real Xijiang.

At a glance, the river’s grandeur resembled the Endless Sea.

On the river surface, waves surged mightily, and overhead clouds gathered, thunder and lightning rumbled. Now and then, squads of patrolling River Demon Soldiers swaggered past, each squad with no less than a hundred. They seemed linked to a Blood Qi Array, and this Blood Qi Array was activated through the Spirit Net.

In other words, they’re all the Cultivation Realm’s version of mages.

Wang Wu estimated that just along five hundred li, there were over a million patrolling Demon Soldiers.

If the Spirit Net were severed, these million mages wouldn’t be worth anything, but if connected, they’re a million demon soldiers averaging between Fourth and Fifth Grade strength.

Who can stop them?

The key is, it takes only ten years to create these million demon soldiers!

Indeed, these demon soldiers don’t cultivate Demon Pills, their lifespan caps at a hundred years, but their Qi Blood is vigorous enough, paired with the Spirit Net, their strength is comparable to Fourth or Fifth Grade demons.

With this, who wouldn’t use them and exclaim how awesome it is?

Wang Wu started to worry a bit about She Shoujiu, General Xuelang, and the others.

As for those Five Poison, Yue Mountain and such, they deserved to die if they died, but if escapees were all formed into the Great Wilderness Sin Prison Corps, alas, how can one resist such a quick-growing, cannon-fodder army?

Unfortunately, he was helpless about it, he couldn’t even locate where the Vermilion Bird Immortal Alliance was.

"So it’s best to stay quietly here, plucking the immortals’ wool boy."

Wang Wu sighed deeply, daring not to search for any First-Grade Dragon Gate and returned directly.