I Can Devour Spirits

On the afternoon of the second day, Xia Honghua came to Duan Rong’s room to check his progress.

As she checked, her eyebrows raised in a smile.

Clearly, Duan Rong’s progress was faster than her plan, and the accounts were neat, itemized, and clear.

Duan Rong said, ”So, how is it? I followed the schedule you planned. When you showed it to me, I realized the plan was too fast and stopped for a few days. Didn’t expect you to be so angry!”

”Ah! Really don’t know how to get this work done?!”

Duan Rong sighed and shook his head continuously.

Xia Honghua looked at Duan Rong with suspicion. Could it be that my schedule was too slow? But she had arranged it based on the progress of middle-aged account checking.

Xia Honghua said, ”The schedule I gave you is the minimum progress. If you fail, I will deduct contribution points from you. Usually, if you are free, you should hustle! How could you not show up for ten days like this? I thought you were going to quit!”

Duan Rong could tell that Xia Honghua’s words were full of grievances, and he said, ”This time it’s my fault. It won’t happen again.”

”Please, madam, give me a chance.” Duan Rong said, standing up and bowing deeply to Xia Honghua.

Xia Honghua looked at Duan Rong’s manner and laughed, saying, ”This seems like an apologetic attitude. I’ll let it go this time. Don’t do this again.”

”Yes.” Duan Rong dragged out the word ”Yes” and bowed again.

Xia Honghua laughed heartily and jokingly said, ”Stand up. You’re worshipping me like I’m a Buddha in a temple, don’t overdo it!”

Duan Rong straightened up and laughed, ”Madam is originally a Buddha, why not worship?”

Xia Honghua wanted to twist Duan Rong’s mouth and said, ”Stop saying these sweet words to coax me. Just do your work well!”

Duan Rong said, ”Madam, rest assured! The mid-year account check will surely pass.”

Xia Honghua glanced at Duan Rong and said, ”You still have a bit of conscience.”

After finishing, Xia Honghua twisted her waist and walked out.

Duan Rong watched Xia Honghua’s figure disappear at the door and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Women can be truly difficult to handle when they start fussing?!

For some reason, when he recalled Xia Honghua’s tearful appearance yesterday, and the charming glance she gave when leaving, Duan Rong felt a chill in his heart...

After that day, Duan Rong went to Xia Honghua every day to check accounts for two hours. The rest of the time, he was training in Shang Xiangyu’s mountain peak.

Duan Rong only went into the dense forest at night, replenishing the Devouring Tree Spirit. After the Tree Spirit filled the Sea of Consciousness, he went to the place where the auxiliary medicines were hidden, took out the next layer of auxiliary medicines, and went into the Black Blood Vine cave to practice the next layer of the Fetal Concealment Scripture.

After practicing hard till dawn, he achieved one layer of the Fetal Concealment Scripture.

Then he went to his cave to sleep for more than two hours. After that, he returned to Xia Honghua to check accounts, and upon returning, refined the Yang Pill, cultivated True Qi, and trained the next layer of the Fetal Concealment Scripture at night, repeating the cycle. In a blink, eight days had passed.

Duan Rong was not unwilling to devote all his time to the cultivation of the Fetal Concealment Scripture, but when practicing it, a Divine Shadow would descend into the Sea of Consciousness, and during its descent, a great pressure ensues.

With Duan Rong’s Divine Soul strength, enduring continuously for several hours was near his limit.

After achieving a layer of the Fetal Concealment Scripture, he must have a recuperative break for the Divine Soul. Otherwise, if he forcibly continued cultivating it, he would die from a shattered Divine Soul.

These were considerations Duan Rong had planned ahead. He had allotted ten days for cultivating the Fetal Concealment Scripture to allow recovery time.

In the early morning, within the Endless Mountains, white mist spread, light shone through the gaps between the gloomy clouds, although it was already May, the mountain temperature was colder than outside, summer arrived later, usually only in June or July did it slowly come.

And with summer came frequent thunderstorms.

Then, thunderstorms would replace the white mist, becoming the common landscape within Changling Mountain, scattered across the valleys of the Endless Mountains...

At this time, in the depths of the Black Blood Vine’s cave, the torch had long extinguished, leaving no trace of light in the cave.

In the preceding days, the remains of the wild boar had been completely devoured by the Black Blood Vine, and after this devouring, the stench in the cave alleviated significantly till today, leaving only a faint odor wafting within the cave...

In the darkness, Duan Rong still sat cross-legged at the center of four divine statues, eyes closed, with a calm face.

Duan Rong had already achieved the eleventh layer of the Fetal Concealment Scripture.

His Spiritual Power level at this time had reached level twelve.

Currently, Duan Rong still remained within his Sea of Consciousness.

He stood atop the black earth, a layer of milky white mist settled at his waist.

Duan Rong’s gaze was clear and profound, looking up at the sky.

His shoulders were motionless, chin and neck forming a sharp angle upward.

At this moment, his heart was as devout as a saint.

In the center of the sky, eleven Star Bodies shone brightly, reflecting one another.

These eleven Star Bodies no longer stood still, but circled around the center of the sky, rotating slowly in circles...

The outermost was the milky white Star Body achieved with the first layer of the Fetal Concealment Scripture, followed by the red-blood Star Body, then the Toad Shadow Star Body, then the azure-glowing Eye Star Body... continuing in sequence till the innermost one, which was Duan Rong’s recently achieved eleventh layer Star Body.