A Mortal's Start in the Spirit Beast Mountain

Chapter 364 Subduing the Silver Moon

Perhaps sensing the undisguised coldness in Luo Ming's words, and the greed and hunger of the nearby Zhiyang Bird for high-level demon souls, the primordial spirit within the wolf beast jade ruyi could no longer remain hidden.

"Buzz..."

On the surface of the jade ruyi, the pair of dark red wolf-eye gemstones gleamed slightly.

Immediately afterwards, a soft silver light spread and condensed rapidly from the top of the jade ruyi.

It eventually transformed into a small, palm-sized, silver wolf phantom with glossy, smooth fur, an elegant posture, and a lively yet wary gaze.

The silver wolf phantom raised its front paw, gently patted its chest in a human-like manner, and looked at Luo Ming calmly, saying:

"You are a very fierce and barbaric person. You have only said a few words before you wanted to hit and kill, and even devour other people's souls."

Seeing that the spirit from the spirit realm had finally revealed itself, Luo Ming smiled faintly and said in a calm and unhurried tone:

"I, Luo, dislike having someone of unknown origin and beyond my control by my side. You are hiding in this ancient treasure, spying on the outside world. You know nothing about my background, but I know nothing about you. This feeling makes me very uneasy."

He paused, his tone turning cold: "I presume you know very well what kind of choice is the 'safest' for both of us... especially for you, when we are not evenly matched in strength and cannot establish trust."

Upon hearing this, the silver wolf fell silent.

Her silver eyes shifted slightly, as if she were quickly weighing the pros and cons. She could sense that although the young human cultivator in front of her had strangely weak magical power fluctuations, his divine sense was far stronger and more refined than that of an ordinary Core Formation cultivator!

The crimson firebird beside her gave her a faint sense of danger, as its pure yang fire was extremely harmful to her remnant soul.

Seeing that the other party was silent, Luo Ming did not urge him, but simply shook the wolf-beast jade ruyi he was holding in his hand in a seemingly casual manner.

This slight movement caused the silver wolf phantom's pupils to shrink abruptly! The jade ruyi was both her refuge and the cage that imprisoned her. Luo Ming's swaying was a silent warning.

The last glimmer of hope in the little silver wolf's heart was extinguished.

"It seems... I have no choice." She sighed softly.

"What do you want? Just say it."

A hint of satisfaction flashed in Luo Ming's eyes, but his expression remained calm.

"It's very simple. Acknowledge me as your master and sign a soul contract." Luo Ming's words were concise and to the point, leaving no room for argument.

The silver wolf gave Luo Ming a deep look, and after a moment, she slowly nodded.

Luo Ming said no more, his expression turned solemn, and a faint light flashed at his fingertips as he forced out a drop of his life essence blood, which was crimson with a faint golden light and exuded a powerful life force.

"go!"

Luo Ming gave a low shout and flicked his finger. The drop of essence blood transformed into a streak of blood, shooting precisely towards the silver wolf phantom's brow!

Only then did Luo Ming truly relax a little.

Silver Moon felt the unshakeable soul contract imprint deep within her primordial spirit, her heart filled with mixed emotions. She hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't help speaking, her voice clearly filled with doubt:

"Brother Luo... Brother Luo."

She seemed unaccustomed to this form of address, her tone somewhat stiff, "Why did that drop of your life essence that you forced out just now contain such pure demonic energy? Moreover, it doesn't seem to be a single demonic race, but a mixture of several powerful bloodlines... One of them even made me feel a trace of... apprehension from the depths of my bloodline."

She comes from the Silver Moon Wolf Clan of the Spirit Realm, one of the top bloodlines among the demon race, and is naturally proud.

The number of demon bloodlines that could make her wary is extremely limited in the spirit world. Only those true spirits comparable to true immortals can do it. But Luo Ming is clearly a human cultivator!

Upon hearing this, Luo Ming was taken aback at first, then suddenly understood.

He refined the essence and blood of the Xuan Turtle, the Azure Dragon, the Wind Fox Beast, and the Fat Sun Bird. Because he cultivated the "Myriad Spirits Blood Technique," his own essence and blood naturally carried the bloodline aura of these demonic beasts.

The "fear" that Silver Moon sensed probably came from the golden blood aura that resembled the Xuanwu bloodline, transmitted through her natal essence.

Xuanwu is a true top-tier true spirit bloodline. Even a mere trace of its aura is enough to put pressure on Yinyue.

He didn't answer immediately. Instead, a thought struck him, and he summoned the "Spirit Gathering Cauldron" placed on the ground to his front, revealing the dark golden "mutated golden pill" inside, with tortoise and snake patterns flowing on its surface and a strange yet powerful aura.

"Take a look at this first, then we can talk about other things," Luo Ming said to Yin Yue, pointing to the golden core inside the Spirit Gathering Cauldron.

Yin Yue's gaze followed Luo Ming's finger and landed inside the Spirit Gathering Cauldron.

When her divine sense swept over the dark golden core, especially sensing the incomparably pure aura deep within it, her silver eyes widened suddenly, her illusory figure trembled slightly, and she gasped in a low voice:

"This...this golden core actually contains a drop of 'Black Tortoise True Blood'? Brother Luo, you...you killed a true spirit descendant with Black Tortoise bloodline?"

Her voice was filled with disbelief and shock.

Although she doesn't remember many things now, seeing this item immediately stirred up some memories deep in her soul, reminding her of things related to it.

Xuanwu True Blood is a treasure that even in the Spirit Realm is enough to make major True Spirit Families and top-tier demon races fight over it!

Upon hearing the words "Descendants of True Spirits," Luo Ming's heart stirred slightly, and he asked thoughtfully, "Descendants of True Spirits? Is it something like... a 'True Spirit Family'?"

"Huh?" Silver Moon was surprised again, turning to look at Luo Ming with even greater doubt in her eyes. "Brother Luo actually knows about the 'True Spirit Clan'? Could it be... that True Spirit Clans also exist in this human realm?"

That's impossible! The conditions for the inheritance of a True Spirit Family are very strict. It requires a stable source of True Spirit bloodline. The spiritual energy in the human world is thin. How could a true True Spirit Family be born there?

At most, they are just demonic beasts with a thin layer of true spiritual blood.

Luo Ming chuckled and shook his head, saying, "There are naturally no true spiritual families in this realm. As for the Golden Core..."

He paused, his tone tinged with helplessness and self-mockery, "It wasn't that I killed some descendant of a true spirit and seized it. This... is my own golden core. It's just that for some reason, it was invaded and fused by this 'Xuanwu True Blood' you mentioned, and now it has taken over, and I can no longer control my own golden core."

He looked intently at Yin Yue, asking expectantly, "Since you come from the Spirit Realm and are very knowledgeable, do you know how to resolve this situation? How can I regain control of my Golden Core?"

"what!"

Upon hearing Luo Ming's words, Yin Yue stared intently at him with her silver eyes, then glanced at the strange-looking golden pill in the cauldron. Her face revealed an extremely human-like expression, a mixture of astonishment, realization, and a hint of... annoyance!

She had just thought that Luo Ming's weak magical energy fluctuations meant he was using some kind of profound concealment technique or cultivating a special skill.

Unexpectedly, the truth was that the opponent's golden core had a problem, and the Xuanwu True Blood had taken over, making it almost impossible to use magic power!

If she had discovered this situation earlier, before the other party was "weak" just now, she might have tried to activate her innate divine power and take a risk. She might have had a chance to counterattack or even devour the other party's soul and regain her freedom!

"Damn it! If I had realized from the beginning that he was all bark and no bite, and that his Golden Core was abnormal, I would have directly used my innate Devouring Divine Power, risking the depletion of my own essence. Although his divine sense was strong, without the support of his Golden Core's power, its strength would have been greatly reduced, and he definitely wouldn't have been able to withstand my primordial spirit's impact..."

Countless thoughts raced through Yin Yue's mind in an instant, and she was so regretful that she almost vomited blood.

Now that the soul contract is established and the restrictions are in place, she and Luo Ming are in a master-servant relationship, her life and death in his hands. Any further resistance would only result in the soul contract backlash causing her to be instantly obliterated. It would be too late to say anything.

Yinyue sighed inwardly, forcibly suppressing the regret and resentment churning within her.

Since things have come to this, we can only accept reality. Perhaps... following this human cultivator with the Xuanwu True Blood and strange encounters might not be all bad?

At least, the other person seemed to have extraordinary potential, and had promised to help her recover. She could only hope that the other person would truly grow stronger, and one day, perhaps even ascend to the Spirit Realm, then she would have hope of returning to her homeland…

Composing herself, Yinyue refocused her attention on Luo Ming's problem.

She carefully sensed the golden core within the Spirit Gathering Cauldron, feeling its aura. After a moment of contemplation, she slowly spoke, her voice regaining its cool and calm tone:

"Brother Luo, in my opinion, that drop of 'Xuanwu True Blood' has completely merged with your Golden Core essence, like water weaving together, inseparable. It is impossible to 'separate' it now. Forcing it will only damage the foundation of your Golden Core and ruin your path to cultivation."

Luo Ming frowned; this was not the outcome he wanted.

Yin Yue changed the subject and continued, "However, this may not be a bad thing for you, but rather a tremendous opportunity. The reason you cannot control this pill now is because you have not refined this blood. I see that the original consciousness within that true blood has fallen into a deep sleep. If you take this opportunity to refine this blood, the benefits to you will be unimaginable."

Upon hearing this, Luo Ming's face fell into deep thought. What Yin Yue said coincided with his previous guess. If he could truly refine this drop of Xuanwu True Blood, the benefits would indeed be immeasurable. But the problem lay in…

He cannot use the magic power within the Golden Core; if he wants to refine it, he can only rely on his own essence and blood to slowly assimilate the other party.

"Looks like this is going to waste a lot of my time," Luo Ming sighed.

Given that the original owner of this blood was far more powerful than him, if he wanted to achieve his goal, it would probably take him quite a while, perhaps more than ten years.

Yin Yue carefully sensed Luo Ming's blood and qi strength, and pondered, "Brother Luo, with your current body refinement cultivation level... well, it's roughly equivalent to a late-stage Core Formation body cultivator. Based on that, assimilating a drop of Xuanwu True Blood... conservatively speaking, it would probably take... over a hundred years to achieve even a preliminary grasp."

"Over a hundred years!" Luo Ming's expression changed slightly upon hearing this.

This took much longer than he had anticipated!

"Could it be that my body refinement cultivation level is too low... holding me back..." Luo Ming muttered to himself, his eyes gleaming.

What if one could raise their body refinement cultivation to a level comparable to the Nascent Soul stage? Would that significantly shorten the time required to assimilate true blood?

"A hundred years isn't a long time. For cultivators like us, a long period of seclusion or the forging of a powerful treasure can easily take decades or even centuries. Brother Luo, you just went into seclusion once, and that was it?" Yin Yue said, somewhat puzzled, seeing Luo Ming's strong reaction.

In her long life and in the spiritual realm, a hundred years is indeed nothing; a deep enlightenment or retreat passes in the blink of an eye.

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