I Can Devour Spirits

Duan Rong may not know where the fear originated, but he has felt its reality and depth.

At that time, if his divine soul were slightly weaker, he might have been devoured by the endless darkness and sunk to the bottom of the abyss...

Stay away from the bottom of the abyss... Duan Rong secretly admonished himself.

After finishing an entire roast chicken, Duan Rong sat on a large bluestone and rested for a moment. Then he got up and fetched a bucket of clear water from the lake, which he carried to the herb garden he tended.

Looking at the chaotic herb garden before him, Duan Rong let out a slight sigh.

Profound Withered Vine likes sunlight, tolerates cold but not drafts.

Frosty Wormwood prefers shade, enjoying a damp environment.

Duan Rong only poured a small amount of water at the roots of the Profound Withered Vine.

But in areas dense with Frosty Wormwood, he watered thoroughly.

After watering, Duan Rong carefully inspected the growth of the herbs.

He directly uprooted a few poorly growing Frosty Wormwoods and tossed them aside.

These Frosty Wormwoods were planted in the wrong place; not only are they unlikely to mature but they also impede the growth of nearby Profound Withered Vines.

Duan Rong weeded some newly sprouted weeds, then left the herb garden.

Duan Rong arrived at an open space in the dense forest and sat cross-legged on a nearby bluestone. Instantly, the true qi in his dantian surged through his meridians...

Duan Rong’s eyes suddenly opened, and with a swish, he drew the Minghong Saber.

In the open space of the dense forest, Duan Rong began practicing the saber technique, one move after another.

Through devouring the artifact spirit, Duan Rong had already acquired two True Qi Realm saber techniques.

One is the Withered and Flourishing Wisdom Saber, the other is the Duster Mountain-Cracking Saber.

For both saber techniques, Duan Rong had directly achieved the First Level.

Duan Rong practiced each saber technique three times, and by then he was drenched in sweat, his eyes filled with deep contemplation.

The Withered and Flourishing Wisdom Saber, as he understood it, is a saber technique that emphasizes growth. The power of the First Level seemed mediocre, but it contained endless cycles; if the True Qi Realm improved, its power would greatly increase.

This is also the normal martial arts philosophy.

But the Duster Mountain-Cracking Saber is somewhat unusual.

The senior who created this technique, whether inspired or short-circuited, actually tried to merge delicate finesse with forceful attacks into a single saber technique.

Even just at the First Level, Duan Rong already found it somewhat incongruous, and he doubted that in later levels, this technique might collapse.

At the very least, it might be misrepresented, sacrificing either the finesse or forceful attack between the two.

Although Duan Rong was skeptical about the later stages of this saber technique, he had to admit that the First Level had its merits, with a sense of unconventionality and surprising effectiveness.

Though exhausting to practice, its power was indeed astonishing!

After practicing both saber techniques, Duan Rong suddenly leaped with his saber, the saber flickering, shattering the canopy overhead; then his true qi surged, the saber blade swept up the fallen leaves and scattered them into the air above the clearing.

Immediately, the air above the clearing was filled with green rain and fluttering leaves!

Suddenly, Duan Rong flickered in the center of the clearing, his waist twisting like a water snake, dense leaves falling beside him.

He moved back and forth in the leafy green rain, yet not a single leaf touched him.

Only after the leaves had settled on the ground did Duan Rong stop, panting heavily.

With a self-mocking smile, he said, ”This Hundred Flowers Mistaken Body Step, when performed, truly gives a seductive posture! If Ximen Kankan saw it, he’d definitely make it into a joke...”

Having practiced three martial arts techniques, Duan Rong was already quite exhausted, but he still performed the last leg technique—Broken Stele Leg three times, before finally stopping.

Duan Rong was drenched in sweat, his eyes weary.

Having just stepped into the True Qi Realm, he immediately devoured four martial arts techniques. Two saber techniques, one lightweight body technique, and one leg technique.

He was not afraid of being overwhelmed because he relied on devouring to achieve the realm; in essence, he directly grasped it.

However, after practicing four martial arts techniques, he still felt a sense of chaos in his heart.

Duan Rong understood well that this chaotic feeling arose from lacking a main focus.

Like when he was in the Inner Breath Realm, no matter how many martial arts he devoured, his main focus was always on the Five Tigers and Sheep Saber.

But now he had no idea what his main focus was.

Is it the Withered and Flourishing Wisdom Saber? Perhaps, he wasn’t sure.

But Duan Rong was no longer in a rush to clarify this issue.

Having explored an entire realm of cultivation during the Inner Breath Realm, he was no longer a novice regarding cultivation.

He was fully aware of how to operate within his advantages.

Through devouring artifact spirits, he could directly achieve realms.

In other words, as long as his inner power true qi achieved a certain realm, he could master any martial art in an instant.

Thus, the chaos he felt was actually a kind of discomfort, an illusion, a dependency on past cultivation experiences, insignificantly trivial!

Having thought through these matters, Duan Rong instantly felt relieved.

Using his sleeve to wipe the sweat from his forehead, he walked over to a tree branch beside him and pulled down two empty burlap bags hanging there, spreading them out in the center of the clearing.

With a flip of his hand, he held a brown porcelain bottle.

Duan Rong opened the stopper and sprinkled the medicinal powder evenly over the two empty burlap bags, then he vaulted his body onto the nearest tree canopy.