171: Chapter 172: Cultivate supernatural powers!

Heavenly Star Immortal City.

Inner city, Immortal Cave area.

Lu Ming’s true body sat in the Cultivation room.

As he formed one profound and pearl-like ancient hand seal after another, runes flickered in the Void Realm.

He was enveloped in an abstruse aura, like the flow of time, the reversal of flourishing and withering, and the shifting of seas into mulberry fields.

His face suddenly grew old, his hair withered, and his skin sagged, making him appear like a frail old man.

The aura around him began to grow still, as lifeless as decaying wood.

But strangely, this state did not last long.

In the Void Realm, wisps of invisible green light inexplicably merged into his body.

The greenish-gray magical power began to circulate, turning a vibrant jade green, interspersed with streaks of crimson.

The Demonic Bloodspring Method and the Flourishing and Wither Calamity Crossing Scripture operated simultaneously.

Lu Ming felt a warm current explode through his limbs and bones.

His blood and Qi surged, as if he were bathing in a warm spring.

Lu Ming’s state also began to revert to youth, his depleted Lifespan once again becoming vigorous and abundant.

His complexion regained its rosiness, transforming Lu Ming back into the handsome young man he was.

However, in just a moment, Lu Ming once again turned into a gaunt old man, Death Qi coiling around him.

And in this process of constantly switching between an old man and a youth, profound and complex mysterious runes also began to form in his Dantian.

Days passed one by one.

Sun rose, moon set.

Immersed in Cultivation, Lu Ming forgot the passage of time; he only felt the profoundness of the flourishing and withering of time, and the cycle of life and death.

But that was all!

Yet, just comprehending a trace of this profundity drastically accelerated his speed in constructing Divine Ability hand seals.

In a market within the Southern Wilderness Region.

Feng Buping sat quietly in a Cultivation room.

He was originally just an ordinary Loose Cultivator at the bottom of the Cultivation world.

However, because his Aptitude was still decent, his Cultivation was not too low.

He was considered a tall one among the short, a minor expert in that region.

But Feng Buping was not content with this; he believed his Aptitude was exceptional, and if not for resource issues, he would surely make a name for himself.

Yet, it was precisely due to the lack of resources that Feng Buping saw little hope for the future.

He had thought he would simply live out his life in such frustration, but then a turning point arrived one day.

During a very ordinary outing to seek an Opportunity, he unexpectedly encountered a severely injured elderly Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

Cautious, he chose not to take advantage of the situation but instead to rescue this Foundation Establishment Cultivator and care for him diligently.

It was this decision that led Feng Buping to brush shoulders with death, and at the same time, the gears of fate began to turn from that moment on.

The elderly Foundation Establishment Cultivator was too severely injured; not only was his Foundation damaged, but his Origin was also harmed, and his Lifespan was nearing its end.

Feng Buping, playing the role of an honest seeker of the Dao, also moved the Foundation Establishment Cultivator to take him as a Disciple, wishing to pass on his legacy.

Seeing that the time was ripe, on a beautiful day, Feng Buping knelt, changing his fate, and uttered that profound maxim.

“Senior, I wish to care for you in your old age!”

To an old man who had lived a lonely Dao-seeking life for sixty years, with no children and his Lifespan nearing its end, these words were a fatal blow.

Thus, he naturally accepted him as his Disciple, inheriting his legacy, though in reality, it was more like an adopted son.

And from then on, Feng Buping soared, escaping the bottom-tier life of wallowing in mud.

Under the protection of the Foundation Establishment Cultivator, he began to display his remarkable talent and Aptitude.

But desire is insatiable; Feng Buping began to be dissatisfied with his current life.

He craved more resources, especially Foundation Establishment spiritual items.

However, his Revered Master wanted to temper his character and urged him to continue refining his magical power Foundation.

And that Foundation Establishment spiritual item was still withheld from him.

Feng Buping was displeased but, constrained by the deeply ingrained prestige of a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, could only secretly curse the other party to die of old age quickly so he could inherit all of his resources.

It seemed fate was playing a joke on him; an auction in a nearby city featured a Lifespan-extending pill.

Although that Foundation Establishment Daoist’s immortal path was severed, with no hope of Breakthrough, his remaining life was one day shorter than the last.

But who, when alive, truly wants to wait for death?

So he naturally did not want to miss out on this Lifespan-extending pill.

Feng Buping was also very sensible, volunteering to bid for that Lifespan-extending pill for his Revered Master.

But the subsequent events were not as filial as one might imagine.

After bidding on the Lifespan-extending pill, Feng Buping did not immediately return to offer it; instead, he found a place to hide quietly.

It wasn’t until two and a half years later, when his Revered Master was nearing his demise, that Feng Buping leisurely returned.

It wasn’t a sudden pang of conscience, but rather to mourn and inherit the legacy.

By then, his Revered Master had long lost the prestige of a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, leaving only a frail, decaying body of an old man.

His body also emitted a strong stench, most of his withered yellow hair had fallen out, and his clothes were filthy, appearing extremely greasy.

Although Feng Buping’s face showed disdain, he still fulfilled his original promise.

He would care for his Revered Master until his death!

So he took out that precious Lifespan-extending pill, and under his Revered Master’s expectant gaze that gradually turned dim, Feng Buping swallowed the Lifespan-extending pill in front of him.

The result was… his Revered Master naturally could not escape this calamity either; he tilted his head and became silent.

Looking at his Revered Master’s unseeing eyes, Feng Buping felt no guilt whatsoever.

He firmly believed that the Dao path was only real when held in one’s own hands.

Otherwise, he would end up like this old ghost, a dignified Foundation Establishment Cultivator, with vitality right before him, yet powerless to grasp it!

He would never be like that!

And subsequently, things unfolded exactly as Feng Buping had planned.

After obtaining his Revered Master’s legacy, he successfully ascended to become a high and mighty Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

But it was only after his Breakthrough to Foundation Establishment that he sadly discovered his Aptitude was not as excellent as he had imagined.

Let alone glimpsing the distant Golden Core Dao, even a Breakthrough to Foundation Establishment Middle Stage was a far-off dream.

His Breakthrough to Foundation Establishment not only exhausted his potential but also depleted his resources.

But Feng Buping believed, “My fate is mine to control, not heaven’s; whether demon or immortal, I decide!”

Thus, he became a glorious Demonic Path Cultivator!

From then on, viewing Cultivators as resources, he felt that life was becoming more and more promising.

Recently, various Demonic Cultivators from the Southern Wilderness Region gathered for a trade fair, and Feng Buping also planned to join the excitement.

He also wanted to see if he could trade for some treasures that could increase his magical power and help him Breakthrough his Bottleneck.

During this time, he met a one-armed stall Cultivator.

This person’s terrible character and malicious baiting tactics made him feel like he had met a kindred spirit.

But it must be said, the enormous wealth made his heart race, and this person was only at the Early Stage of Foundation Establishment Cultivation.

This made him feel that it was a gift from heaven.