Chapter 120: 79~80: The pit creature refined from blood, the soul in the vat controlled by the mycelium, a person who can control the wind for thousands of miles (Two-in-one big chapter_1 Chapter 120: 79~80: The pit creature refined from blood, the soul in the vat controlled by the mycelium, a person who can control the wind for thousands of miles (Two-in-one big chapter_1 “Buzz——”
Three arc lights, like golden threads, flew across the courtyard and buzzed by Chen Dengming’s ears.
They eventually stopped and circled around him, finally landing in his hands.
Startlingly, they were three Golden Silkworm Gu, which, although resembling cicadas, were much more ferocious in appearance.
Their mouthparts were filled with gear-like saw teeth, and their bodies appeared to have been forged from pure gold, with traces of blood-red patterns.
After forty-nine days, the three Golden Silkworm Gu were successfully formed.
However, feeling the energy of these three Golden Silkworm Gu, it was clear that they were much weaker than the first Golden Silkworm Gu and lacked some murderous Evil Qi.
The Golden Silkworm is naturally a gentle creature.
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Even when refined into a Gu, it would not belong to the murderous Blood Centipede Gu category.
But as it is said, one’s character can be cultivated; being near vermilion one turns red, being near ink one turns black.
The power and killing intent of the first Golden Silkworm Gu increased as a result of its frequent association with the Blood Centipede Gu.
It’s evident that the newly refined Golden Silkworm Gu could be brought up similarly.
“From now on, you will be nicknamed ‘Small Two’, ‘Small Three’, and ‘Small Four’.
The first still remains as the first…”
Chen Dengming shook his sleeve with a smile.
A Storage Bag flew out of it, and from inside a piece of demonic beast flesh flew out for the three Golden Silkworm Gu to nibble.
Adding three Golden Silkworm Gu to his current strength wasn’t such a significant power boost.
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Ordinary Golden Silkworm Gu, even three at once, can only pose a certain threat to upper-level Qi Cultivators, but it would not pose a life-and-death threat.
If one were able to refine ten of these at once, like Luo Bing did, their lethality would be on par with a high-level Magic Artifact.
The most important thing was that this Magic Artifact did not consume one’s own Spiritual Energy; as long as one trained properly, they could self-compose for attack.
Chen Dengming took a step and came by the two Gu pits used to cultivate the Blood Centipede Gu and the Golden Silkworm Gu.
The aura of the two Gu worms was becoming more steady, exuding a palpitation-inducing Evil Qi.
In the pit where the Blood Centipede Gu was cultivated, thousands of Blood Centipedes that were used as ingredients had turned into blood mud.
Only one Blood Centipede, as long as an adult’s middle finger, lay silently in the pit.
Its size was unchanged, but at its tail was a line of scorpion-like curved barbs inducing awe and fear.
“It has evolved…
The toxicity of the Blood Centipede now is definitely stronger…”
Chen Dengming’s eyes showed a trace of joy.
Looking at the first Golden Silkworm Gu again, its body looked more solid, antiquated and sturdy, as if it could withstand more hits.
Moreover, the blood pattern on its body was deeper, indicating that the connection between it and Chen Dengming formed through blood refinement was much stronger.
Chen Dengming did not know what level and strength this kind of Gu should be in the Gu Worm World.
Looking back, the Gu Refining Skill he had originally obtained was from a Qi Practitioner whose power, of course, was not as great as his, and could possibly only be a foundational Gu Refining Section from a Gu Sect.
What puzzled him was that he had been in the Cultivation World for nearly two years, and had been to quite a few places, but he had never encountered any similar Gu Dao cultivator.
Moreover, there were no corresponding Gu refining secrets for sale on the market.
Even the Golden Silkworm and Blood Centipede materials for assisting Gu refining that he purchased through Boss Hu were only things needed by Beast Taming Sects – not for Gu refining – and there was a difference.
Chen Dengming had asked around.
It seemed that the sects that practiced Gu refining were primarily concentrated in the Western Region.
Some were at the Eastern and Northern Regions, but they were hidden and seemed strictly excluded.
“My two treasures, it seems like I, your master, can’t wait for you to wake up slowly.
I’ll be leaving Moonlight Market soon, the longer the night, the more dreams…”
The corners of Chen Dengming’s eyes crinkled as he gazed at the two Gu worms in their pits.
He then turned and went towards the backyard.
In the big vat in the backyard, Nangong Yun was still alive.
If one ignored the massive amount of poisonous gas and fungus deep inside him, his Essence, Qi, and Spirit, on the surface, still looked quite good.
Chen Dengming watched Nangong Yun expressionlessly, and with a thought allowed him to speak.
“Is there anything else you want to say?
Say it, for the sake of us coming from the same place.”
Nangong Yun’s eyes twitched, but he could not open them at all.
Upon hearing the words, his face twitched.
He couldn’t even manage a bitter smile, but managed to move his mouth corners saying,
“I want to say, thank you.
Thank you for letting me realize the cruelty and reality of the Cultivation World, and for making me realize many of my shortcomings.
Maybe I really don’t belong here.
I don’t have your patience, your ruthlessness, or your meticulousness…”
Chen Dengming frowned, “You don’t have to flatter me.”
Nangong Yun paused, took a breath, and said, “I just want to know what the true Path of the Martial Immortal is, and how strong it is.
There are no other obsessions.
I just hope that one day you can find the path to that Dao…”
For a moment, Chen Dengming was silent.
Suddenly, he was urged to enter the state of Unity of Heaven and Man and demonstrate the so-called Divine Skills to Nangong Yun.
In fact, although these Divine Skills were strong, they hadn’t yet reached a ridiculous point and couldn’t alert the major sects.
This was what puzzled him.
Maybe he had not yet fully embarked on the so-called Path of the Martial Immortal…
He suppressed the urge to demonstrate the skills, controlled Nangong Yun to crawl out of the vat like a puppet on strings, picked up the Storage Bag and his Magic Artifact, and then left through the back door.
Chen Dengming put on his Human Skin Mask, changed his clothes, grabbed one of Nangong Yun’s personal artifacts, hung it about a hundred yards away to ensure that the effects of his spell would not decrease due to the range being too far.
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It was now evening, approaching late autumn.
Under the night sky, clusters of stars twinkled like they’d blink out any moment.
Occasionally, a few strands of cloud would float by, causing the starlight to hide.