163: Chapter 164 I am not alone!

Lu Ming knew that the Cultivation conditions were harsh, but it wasn't impossible to Cultivate!

The reason no one could learn this Cultivation Technique before the Golden Core Stage was because those Cultivators might have already died from the Five Heavenly Declines before they even tried to construct the Divine Ability Dharma Seal.

They didn't have enough Lifespan to support their Cultivation.

It's no wonder the Immortal City dared to display this method; not only did few people dare to choose this Cultivation Technique, but more importantly, the Immortal City didn't believe anyone could successfully Cultivate it and live!

Furthermore, this was merely a second-tier Cultivation Technique; even if successfully Cultivated, it posed no threat to a Golden Core True Person.

After all, using it beyond one's level would incur a Lifespan backlash that a Foundation Establishment Cultivator simply couldn't bear.

But what they didn't expect was that the Cultivation world had produced Lu Ming, a Cultivator who could cheat.

His Cultivation came at no cost!

In Lu Ming's eyes, there was only practical and impractical.

Not much Lifespan?

What did that have to do with him!

It was enough that his Fellow Daoists had plenty of Lifespan.

Lu Ming didn't believe that if he sacrificed a thousand or eight hundred years of life, he still couldn't Cultivate this method.

Once he could condense the Divine Ability of 'Transcending Calamity Dark Light' before the Golden Core Stage.

For him, he would even have the capital to threaten a Golden Core True Person or even higher-level Cultivators.

This 'Transcending Calamity Dark Light' was practically tailor-made for him!

Lu Ming guessed that 'Transcending Calamity Dark Light,' like the 'Demonic Soul Entangling Blood Silk Curse,' could be directly cast using the golden book as a medium.

However, there was an essential difference in their effects.

The 'Demonic Soul Entangling Blood Silk Curse' could still be broken by force if the Cultivation gap was too large.

But 'Transcending Calamity Dark Light' could ignore defenses and act directly on the Cultivator themselves.

With the concerted efforts of all his Fellow Daoists, let alone a Golden Core Old Ancestor, even Cultivators of higher Cultivation levels might not be able to withstand such torment!

And there was more good news: this Cultivation Technique could be dual-Cultivated.

Lu Ming didn't need to abandon the 'Demonic Bloodspring Method'; he could also Cultivate the 'Flourishing and Wither Calamity Crossing Scripture'.

Moreover, based on the Bloodspring's characteristics, with an abundance of essence, Qi, and spirit, Lu Ming was even more suited to the 'Flourishing and Wither Calamity Crossing Scripture'.

It must be admitted, Lu Ming was tempted by this technique!

"Cultivate! I must Cultivate it!"

Originally, after Lu Ming Broke through to the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage, he had planned to go out for a stroll and relax.

But now, all he could think about was Cultivation.

However, just then, Lu Ming felt a subtle connection transmit to him.

"Hmm?"

"Demonic Cultivator Trading Meet!"

Lu Ming raised an eyebrow; that was Zheng Qingping contacting him through the soul seed.

For three years, Lu Ming had almost completely let the Zheng Family run wild.

Anyway, his demands on them weren't high; they were merely a Puppet Family tasked with finding traces of the Demonic Path for him.

He only occasionally monitored Zheng Qingping through the soul seed to see if he was diligently working for him.

Lu Ming hadn't held much hope for what they could find.

It was just a casual move, but he didn't expect to receive an unexpected message today.

According to Zheng Qingping, this Demonic Cultivator Trading Meet was spontaneously organized by several Foundation Establishment Devil Heads in the Southern Wilderness Region.

Although this wasn't a secret, different circles made it difficult to access.

Zheng Qingping had only managed to uncover this news after years of collecting information on the Demonic Path.

But Lu Ming had some doubts about this.

It wasn't wrong to call Demonic Cultivators rats in the gutters of the Cultivation world, so how dared they organize a trading meet so openly?

Did they really think those Golden Core forces were just for show!

However, this doubt was quickly answered by Zheng Qingping.

Because there were no Demonic Path Sects in the Southern Wilderness Region, the major forces felt that these demonic brats wouldn't amount to much and posed no threat to them.

Furthermore, Cultivators who wanted to take shortcuts had always existed since ancient times; as long as there were people with desires, Demonic Cultivators would be endless.

Moreover, most Demonic Cultivators were solitary individuals, becoming ruthless when enraged.

If truly pushed, they would specifically target the younger generation in the Sects and Families they had feuded with, those who had not yet grown up.

This was not impossible; Demonic Cultivators didn't care about righteousness, and bullying the weak was commonplace.

So, rather than blocking, it was better to guide; the major Golden Core forces turned a blind eye, letting them play by themselves.

But Lu Ming's eyes lit up after hearing this.

The Demonic Path was in decline, and he had always been troubled by the lack of opportunities to interact with his fellow practitioners.

But now!

Didn't it just come?

My Dao is not alone, my Dao is not alone!

Moreover, the consumables he would need next would probably be a lot, and he was worried that there weren't enough new people on the golden book.

This group of good Fellow Daoists forming a team for him to 'farm' – Lu Ming wouldn't be polite then, otherwise, it would seem too distant!

Lu Ming was not a great philanthropist to begin with; he had even annihilated Families and Clans before.

Coupled with the fact that rivals are enemies, he would be even less merciful to Demonic Cultivators.

"However, there are still several months until the trading meet. Perhaps before I go, I'll be able to Cultivate a 'Transcending Calamity Dark Light.' Then, it will be perfect to test the power of the Divine Ability on these people!"

"Hehehe..."

In the Immortal Cave, eerie cackling echoed.

Three months later.

In a continuous mountain range, mountains rose and fell, and ancient trees reached the sky.

The roars of beasts periodically emanated from within.

A one-armed Daoist stood in the Void Realm, looking down at the mountains and forests below.

Under his Divine Sense, he detected a faint, obscure fluctuation emanating from a cave a hundred meters deep below.

And within it, Cultivators dressed in black robes or wearing bamboo hats and masks were continuously entering and exiting.

They all had one thing in common: they were all heavily disguised, making it impossible to identify them from their appearance alone.

This cave seemed to be enveloped by a Formation, and these Cultivators would quickly disappear after entering it.

This was also Lu Ming's destination for this trip — the black market!

Having confirmed his target, the Clone 'Huang Yuhai' descended.

His Foundation Establishment aura was restrained, transforming him into a Qi Refining Stage Ninth Level Cultivator.

Unlike those Cultivators who concealed their faces and figures, and painstakingly hid their auras and traces.

He made no disguise and boldly walked straight in.

At this moment, a small old man in a black robe walked out of the cave and reached out to stop him.

"Fellow Daoist, is this your first time at the black market?"

"What do you care if it's my first time or not!"

Seeing Lu Ming's arrogant expression, the old man didn't get angry, merely smiling faintly.

"Fellow Daoist, the rules of the black market require a token to enter."

"What rules! My rules are the rules! Get out of my way!"

Lu Ming was a bit impatient, pushing the old man aside and walking inside.

The black-robed old man didn't stop him this time, merely narrowing his eyes as he watched Lu Ming's retreating back.

Especially when he saw the empty right arm, the old man's lips curled into a sneer.

"Heh heh, so arrogant, one would think you were a Foundation Establishment Cultivator! Turns out you're just a cripple whose Dao path has been severed!"

Thinking of this, the old man took out a Talisman, said a few words into it, and then re-entered the depths of the dark cave.