"It looks like I'll have to visit the Qilian Mountain Range often. If I rely on myself alone, who knows when I'll be able to take human form."
Aside from Kun Palace, Wang Pan pondered.
Mutation required far too much energy. Relying solely on the little energy Wang Pan cultivated, he probably would not be able to take human form even by the time he died of old age.
And in the Qilian Mountain Range, the one thing never in short supply was Great Demons!
As long as he devoured a Great Demon every so often, he could speed up his transformation into human form.
Feeling delighted, Wang Pan plunged into the Scripture Repository and began studying diligently.
More than half a year later, Wang Pan emerged from the Scripture Repository. His Demonic Energy had become increasingly refined, and the sharpness around him had vanished.
Though he was clearly a demonic beast, he radiated a profound scholarly air.
In the Qilian Mountain Range, the surrounding terrain had been utterly destroyed, while terrifying Demonic Energy ran rampant.
"The thirteenth one."
In high spirits, Wang Pan swallowed the Pig Demon before him whole.
"Once I refine this Pig Demon, I should be able to form both palms, right?"
Wang Pan muttered, sounding somewhat uncertain.
He then raised his front bovine hoof. The next moment, it transformed into a pair of slender hands.
Wang Pan flexed his fingers, satisfaction gleaming in his eyes.
As long as he could see hope of taking human form, it did not matter if it took longer. Wang Pan had more than enough patience and time to wait.
With a thought from Wang Pan, his hands vanished the next moment, turning back into bovine hooves.
Wang Pan vanished from where he stood, found a cave, and slipped inside