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Qi Xiaomian recalled his childhood encounter with a master who told him he had a talent for cultivation. The master taught him a few tricks, but unfortunately, Qi Xiaomian felt he lacked the innate ability and could only manage some basic illusions.
Immortal Statue subtly probed Qi Xiaomian's foundation and felt a surge of joy. This was clearly the body of a high-quality Demon Cultivator. On that day, when he sensed the aura leaking out, it felt both familiar and strange. He had been momentarily entranced by this vessel but hadn’t paid much attention to it.
Now, with this new revelation, Immortal Statue regarded this vessel even more favorably. Those so-called scholars had not taught him anything worthwhile. Although Qi Xiaomian was older, with diligent practice, he could still make progress.
Alas, in this world, those with talent for cultivation were few and far between. The Old Man cherished talent and was willing to teach a thing or two. "Would you be willing to call me teacher?" he asked.
Qi Xiaomian looked incredulous, his voice trembling with excitement yet tinged with fear. "If you pay me any attention at all, I will be feared by many. That scene still haunts me."
Moreover, my talent is lacking; I don't know what I could learn. If I turn out to be useless, wouldn't that tarnish your reputation?
I do have the desire to learn, but perhaps it would be better to keep a low profile for now. Once I achieve something, I will surely present myself before the entire city and perform the proper rites of respect—kneeling three times and bowing nine times—to call you teacher in a grand manner.
That way, I can truly honor your willingness to nurture talent.
"That works," Immortal Statue replied nonchalantly. He had no particular attachment to this matter and quickly agreed, handing over a booklet while urging Qi Xiaomian to practice diligently.
Upon returning, he felt elated and unusually borrowed Lou Old Woman's body to drink a few sips of wine. However, he couldn't discern any flavor; instead, it burned uncomfortably within him. Immortal Statue immediately withdrew from Lou Old Woman's body, allowing her instincts to curl up in discomfort.
He looked at her with disdain and thought he wouldn’t even want to glance at her again if it weren’t for his weakened state—he could hardly find anything appealing about her!
Fortunately, he finally found something satisfactory. Initially thinking it would take time to cultivate this body properly, he unexpectedly discovered it was a vessel for demonic cultivation—a true stroke of luck!
As long as he diligently practiced the Cultivation Method, it wouldn’t be long before it would serve him well. He needed to keep a close watch on Qi Xiaomian during these days.
Inside the inn, everyone was studying the booklet. Huo Qi immediately noticed something amiss. "Ha! Just because it has a fancy cover doesn’t mean it’s worthy of being called the Nine Yang Celestial Technique?"
Most pure-blooded demons looked down on such filthy things!
This Evil Arts technique was known among demons as the Melting Furnace Technique—it would consume your body for its own gain.
If one were to say which race was most obsessed with pure bloodlines in the six realms, it would undoubtedly be the demon race. There was once a time when several pure bloodlines were lost but eventually returned; despite their efforts to disguise themselves, they still revealed their true nature.
The Melting Furnace Technique displayed its power quietly but irreversibly; pure-blooded demons were thrown into chaos because of it. Eventually, it was classified as one of the forbidden techniques among demons.
To allow you to practice was merely the beginning; that demonic entity would surely keep a close watch on you.
Practicing this method would leave you feeling intensely hot and make it difficult for others to approach you. When you could barely endure it anymore, the demonic entity would seize the opportunity to tempt you by offering various potions—each laced with part of its essence.
As you obediently complied, your body would gradually be transformed into one that accepted its presence as a vessel. Your self-awareness would weaken continuously under the relentless heat until even those lowly creatures could easily devour you.
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