txolops Chapter 57 Introduction to Divine Forging Technique
Chapter 57 Introduction to Divine Forging Technique
Luo Ming's fingers flew, his hands forming a series of profound hand seals, and as his spiritual energy surged, it was all poured into the drop of essence blood gushing from his fingertips.
The blood droplet hovered in mid-air, spinning rapidly and carrying a faint crimson halo, as if the surrounding air had been stained with a layer of scarlet. He held his breath and concentrated, controlling his divine sense to surge out like a tide, seeping into the blood droplet in strands, imprinting his own unique divine sense mark.
Once the mark was firmly established, Luo Ming changed his technique again. The drop of essence blood instantly transformed into a thin bloodline, which darted through the void like a serpent and accurately shot into the Blood Jade Spider's sea of consciousness.
This is a secret technique for controlling beasts that he learned from the inheritance of Spirit Beast Mountain, which is completely different from the gentle way in which spirit beasts actively recognize their masters.
This technique requires using one's own blood essence as needle and thread to thread the needle deep into the target's soul. The entire process is nothing short of torture for the demon beast, as it not only has to endure extreme pain but also suffers severe damage to its soul, requiring a considerable amount of time to recover.
This was Luo Ming's first time using this technique, and his finger movements were inevitably a little clumsy, and his control over spiritual power was not as smooth as he had imagined.
This was a real hardship for the Blood Jade Spider in front of them, who silently endured the pain so that Luo Ming could master this secret technique.
Time passed slowly, and only the painful hissing of the Blood Jade Spider echoed throughout the cave. Its body convulsed violently, and its originally fierce eyes gradually lost their ferocity, replaced by deep-seated pain and fear. The hissing gradually became weak and hoarse.
Two hours later, Luo Ming slowly finished his incantation. The surging spiritual energy around him gradually calmed down. He let out a long sigh, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
"Alas, I was not skilled enough for the first time. I failed twice due to loss of control of my spiritual power. Otherwise, I could have finished it an hour ago." Luo Ming raised his hand and rubbed his throbbing temples. He felt that his spiritual energy was greatly depleted and his mind was dizzy, as if he had just gone through a life-or-death battle.
He looked up at the Blood Jade Spider curled up on the ground. Although its soul was injured and its aura was weak, it had not fallen below the level of a fourth-grade demon beast. He couldn't help but admire it inwardly: "As expected of a top-tier fourth-grade demon beast, its foundation is indeed profound. If this demon beast didn't need a pair to advance, it would probably have already advanced to a fifth-grade demon beast."
As far as he knew, there were only about twenty demonic beasts of level five or above in the Yue Kingdom, and half of them were in the Spirit Beast Mountain, either as guardian spirit beasts of the sect or as mounts of some Golden Core cultivator. As for demonic beasts of level five or above in the wild, he had not heard of them for the past hundred years.
"Which level 5 or higher demon beast would dare to show its face? I reckon the moment the news spread, even Nascent Soul elders would be rushing over to 'invite' it back to their sects." This was Luo Ming's thought when he heard Deacon Qin recount the matter.
After all, level 5 and above demon beasts have very long lifespans, but they can be used as the inheritance of a sect. If they have a great opportunity in the future, what if they grow into a level 8 great demon beast? Wouldn't that be amazing?
This also explains the scarcity of high-level demonic beasts in the Tiannan region.
Having successfully controlled the beast, he finally had a powerful ally at his disposal. Furthermore, having already advanced to the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, the only Foundation Establishment cultivators who could pose a threat to him now were probably the true disciples of large sects.
A confident smile curved Luo Ming's lips as he murmured to himself, "A true disciple... well, I'm not lacking in the slightest these days."
He knew all too well that the true disciples of each sect were all the pride of heaven, veritable seeds of the Golden Core.
Not only are they exceptionally talented, but their comprehension of cultivation techniques and secret arts far surpasses that of ordinary people. Furthermore, their sects dedicate all their resources to nurturing them—providing them with a wealth of elixirs, magical artifacts, and cultivation methods. They need not worry about cultivation resources; they can simply focus on their practice. Such generous treatment is a dream come true for countless low-level independent cultivators.
However, upon further reflection, Luo Ming dismissed these distracting thoughts. With the aid of the Spirit Gathering Cauldron, his cultivation speed far surpassed that of other cultivators at the same level, and he no longer needed to rely on others for resources. He wouldn't even envy the son of a Nascent Soul Ancestor.
Time flies, and half a year has passed in the blink of an eye.
For the past six months, Luo Ming has basically stayed indoors, focusing all his energy on cultivating in his cave. Every day, besides sitting cross-legged in meditation to consolidate his mid-Foundation Establishment cultivation, he studies various secret techniques, among which he devotes the most energy to the Spirit Fire Forging God Technique.
At this moment, Luo Ming sat cross-legged on the futon, his hands forming the Forging God Technique. His brows were tightly furrowed, his face twitched slightly from time to time, and the veins on his forehead were visible. He was obviously enduring indescribable pain.
The Spirit Fire Forging Technique originally required the spiritual fire of heaven and earth to cultivate. By chance, Luo Ming used the supreme yang fire of the Zhiyang Bird as a substitute. Unexpectedly, the effect was even more outstanding than the spiritual fire of heaven and earth. In just a few years of cultivation, he was about to break through the first level.
At this moment, his soul seemed to be exposed to the scorching sun, being frantically roasted by the supreme yang fire, with strands of soul power being tempered and reshaped in the flames. If he had not already completely controlled this ball of supreme yang fire, he would never have dared to let it invade the core area of his sea of consciousness.
As his cultivation progressed, a faint ripple suddenly appeared deep within his sea of consciousness, slowly spreading outwards. Luo Ming felt a momentary dizziness, as if his soul had detached from his body and floated for a few breaths before slowly regaining his senses. The burning pain throughout his body also dissipated considerably.
"This... so I've mastered the first level?" Luo Ming murmured to himself, feeling an unprecedented clarity in his consciousness. The ball of supreme yang fire that had previously resided in his sea of consciousness no longer evoked any fear stemming from his soul; instead, it felt a sense of intimacy born of blood ties. "Could it be because the newly generated divine soul power was all tempered and born from this ball of spiritual fire?"
Although he couldn't understand the deeper reasons behind it, the sensation of his divine sense surging was incredibly real. With a thought, Luo Ming unleashed his full power of divine sense, spreading outwards like an invisible net, covering a distance of nearly 550 zhang.
"This...this range of divine sense detection seems to have increased a bit too much. I'm afraid only cultivators at the peak of Foundation Establishment can achieve this!" He couldn't hide his excitement at this moment, but then he realized a problem.
He remembered that with each level of the Spirit Fire Forging Divine Technique, the power of divine sense would increase by a maximum of 30%, but in the current situation, it had clearly reached nearly 40%.
Luo Ming pondered for a moment, "Could it be related to the spirit fire of the Fat Sun Bird?"
The Zhiyang Bird is known as the nemesis of many evil cultivators and ghost cultivators. It feeds on yin spirits and vengeful ghosts. He guessed that its spiritual fire has a special effect on the soul, otherwise it would be inexplicable.
Regardless, after being scorched by the raging fire for so long, he finally gained entry into the Spirit Fire Forging Divine Technique. The surge in his divine sense had many benefits, not only giving him an advantage in combat but also greatly aiding in breaking through his cultivation realm.
The only pity is that this technique can only be practiced after advancing to the Golden Core stage.
This Spirit Fire Forging Technique, like the Qianyang Fire Eye he cultivated, is divided into three levels, corresponding to the Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, and Nascent Soul realms respectively.
As originally stated above, with each level of cultivation completed, one's divine sense would increase by 30% on the original basis. When the third level was perfected, the power of divine sense would be more than twice the original. However, now it is probably not as simple as just doubling the original.
"I've successfully completed the first level of the Spirit Fire Forging Divine Technique. I can finally start cultivating the accompanying Soul Secret Technique!" Luo Ming suddenly remembered something.
That is a secret technique attached to the Spirit Fire Forging Divine Technique—the Fire God's Thorn.