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It turned out that this was the intention behind it all.
Qi Xiaomian had already suspected as much, so he was not surprised. Instead, he found himself intrigued by the book in his hands, marveling at the author's intricate design as he read through it. Overall, it was an excellent cultivation manual. Only after Huo Qi's reminder did he notice a few misaligned threads within its context.
These flaws were subtle, yet they made the manual both sinister and powerful, with an irresistible allure. He then heard Huo Qi express confusion about how this forbidden technique, which had been destroyed years ago, could still be circulating today in such a complete form, without a single error.
Old Vine scoffed, "Magic words? How can they be trusted? They're very deceitful."
Huo Qi recalled, "But back then, this matter caused quite a stir. Those Pureblood Aristocrats mobilized nearly eighty to ninety percent of their manpower and spent three full years from covert planning and investigation to complete eradication. Their resolve was unwavering, and they acted decisively."
They even collectively declared that anyone caught secretly practicing this technique would face extermination of their entire clan. The Pureblood Aristocrats of the demon race held significant power; their wrath was not something ordinary demons could withstand. Since then, the Melting Technique had vanished, and the Pureblood Aristocrats had never relaxed their vigilance, periodically testing bloodlines.
If someone truly had hidden it away and brought it out after hundreds of years, what significance would it hold? After the great war between immortals and demons, where could one find pureblood demons anymore? Our Little Raccoon's bloodline was already rare but could only be considered similar; it still fell far short of what traditional pureblood meant.
Huo Qi's questions went unanswered and were set aside for now.
Qi Xiaomian suggested that the Immortal Statue's strength seemed rather unimpressive. Huo Qi agreed; coupled with his cautious demeanor, he didn’t seem like someone capable of orchestrating the Demon Seed affair. However, observing Ginger's position among various factions, he was at the forefront. This matter concerning the Demon Seed must be related to him; keeping a close watch on him would surely yield results.
"I've marked the strange parts of this book for you," Qi Xiaomian said. "If we set those aside, we could still practice from it and fool that Immortal Statue; that would be sufficient."
Having finally discovered a promising vessel, the Immortal Statue valued it greatly. Early one morning, he came to urge Qi Xiaomian to practice diligently. As soon as he appeared, he saw Qi Xiaomian in a meditative state with his legs crossed; his body temperature had risen significantly. The Creeping Grass in the backyard couldn't withstand the heat and had dried up.
The Immortal Statue felt immense joy in his heart. This child seemed to possess even more talent than he had anticipated. At this rate, it wouldn't take long before he could discard that Old Woman.
As for guarding Niu Dali? Once he merged with this youthful vessel, there would be no need for anyone to stand in his way. With just a little maneuvering, Ginger could even dominate the entire continent.
The Immortal Statue couldn't help but begin envisioning a bright future ahead. However, due to his excitement and focus, he inadvertently leaked quite a bit of his aura. Even ordinary people in the inn began to feel its effects; what was supposed to be a quiet refuge gradually turned into a place filled with rising voices of argument.
The Magic Breath spread outward, having a significant impact on the human race. Ordinary people were utterly powerless to resist it; their hidden malice was drawn out, leading to conflicts among them. The arguments grew louder, clattering and clanging, and soon they were even coming to blows.
Just as Huo Qi hesitated about whether to intervene, the ground suddenly trembled. Almost immediately after the disturbance, the Magic Breath that had emanated from the Immortal Statue vanished in an instant. At the same time, Qi Xiaomian retracted his false appearance, opened his eyes, and spoke with confusion. It seemed as if he had escaped... escaped?
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