"In this world, the path to transcendence seems to be founded on 'ingestion.' The human body is difficult to cultivate, so one needs to ingest all kinds of spiritual materials... Hmm, it does bear quite a resemblance to my Mortal Method."
Cultivators of the Mortal Method who relied solely on their own painstaking cultivation would probably spend their entire lives dying of old age before breaking through their bottleneck.
The reason humans were the spirit leaders of all creation lay in their ability to borrow strength from external things.
Fang Xi naturally had even less reason to reject this point.
It was just that this world's Dao Path was somewhat strange.
Furthermore, it was mostly connected to 'gods.' Though in Fang Xi's eyes, these gods were certainly not deities of the Incense Offering Divine Path. Instead, they resembled demons even more.
"Worshiping Gods... One can break through realms and become an immortal simply by bowing a few times?"
"Even the Incense Offering Divine Path isn't this outrageous..."
At this thought, Fang Xi could not help sighing. He knew that such a path must come with a terrifying price.
At that moment, a chilly wind suddenly swept through the desolate grave mounds.
Under the light of the clusters of emerald-green grave flames, shadows swayed all around, carrying an eerie, mysterious atmosphere.
Wuuu!
A fox's cry rang out.
Fang Xi's eyes sharpened. Borrowing the light of several phosphorescent flames, he saw a white-furred fox a full circle larger than an ordinary wild dog. Its eyes were crimson, its claws long, and it was digging up a grave!
It already looked extremely old. Its fur hung somewhat loosely, but its movements were not slow at all. Its pair of paws were incomparably sharp; no matter what bricks, stones, or coffins stood in its