Attitude Shift [Seeking Follow-up Reads!]

He was filled with anxiety.

Wen Jiu's mind raced.

Would a cultivator kick down his door at any moment, stab him with a white knife and then a red one, and demand to know where the Soul Devouring Blood Bead was? In short, he was as anxious as he was excited about obtaining the Soul Devouring Blood Bead.

Sometimes, an overactive mind.

Was truly a torture.

After a long while.

Wen Jiu finally calmed down.

Once calm, Wen Jiu immediately opened his personal status panel again.

He stared blankly at the remaining Death Qi and Cultivator's Essence Blood.

Although he didn't know how much Cultivator's Essence Blood the White Zombie had absorbed until it reached its limit.

He was certain of one thing.

This remaining thousand-plus Cultivator's Essence Blood would definitely be enough to upgrade the Blood Transformation Body to the second level, as it only required 500 experience points to be full.

Following that, Wen Jiu's gaze fell upon the Yin Province Corpse Nurturing Art, preparing to test if he also had an absorption limit.

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[Cultivation Technique: Yin Province Corpse Nurturing Art (Level One 300/1000)]+

[Cultivation Technique: Yin Province Corpse Nurturing Art (Level One 999/1000)]+

Perhaps it was due to the passive ability of a Corpse Nurturer.

Wen Jiu had no daily absorption limit at all.

834 points of Death Qi.

All 834 points were added to the Yin Province Corpse Nurturing Art.

The experience for the first level of the Yin Province Corpse Nurturing Art immediately reached its maximum.

The cultivation technique section changed accordingly.

[Cultivation Technique: Yin Province Corpse Nurturing Art (Level Two 4/2000)]+

What also changed.

Was his dantian.

A large amount of Yin Spirit Qi surged into his dantian, instantly filling the previously empty space. A bone-chilling cold followed, but it brought Wen Jiu a sense of genuine pleasure and enjoyment.

Following this, the large amount of Yin Spirit Qi began to silently transform—this was the process of Yin Spirit Qi converting into magic power.

Success in conversion meant reaching Qi Refining Layer One.

In a moment.

All the Yin Spirit Qi was successfully converted, everything flowed naturally, transforming into a hundred strands of magic power stored within his dantian. Along with the appearance of this magic power, Wen Jiu's body and senses began to change.

First, his body.

However, his physical changes were the least significant.

He simply felt lighter and had gained some strength.

The most significant change was in his senses; the feeling of the wind blowing around him suddenly expanded.

Within three zhang.

Every blade of grass, every tree.

Even with his eyes closed, they seemed to sway before him.

At the same time.

Wen Jiu could also more profoundly feel the surrounding spiritual energy.

Yin energy.

And other similar auras.

"Is this Spiritual Sense?" Wen Jiu immediately thought of the cultivator's Spiritual Sense mentioned in the Yin Province Corpse Nurturing Art.

The effect and feeling were exactly the same.

At this moment, Wen Jiu was incredibly glad about his decision to return the Soul Devouring Blood Bead to the corpse's mouth under the cover of night.

If the Soul Devouring Blood Bead had been left inside the White Zombie, even Wang Nian's Spiritual Sense would likely have detected it.

After relief.

Came excitement.

After all, he was finally a true cultivator.

Although it's an unorthodox path.

But who says cooking oil isn't oil?

However, a new problem arises. Although this problem isn't urgent or immediately fatal, it's still a problem—he only has the first two layers of the Yin Province Corpse Nurturing Art, and no further cultivation methods.

Buy?

Can't afford it.

And there's nothing to buy.

Without the third layer of the cultivation method, he can't reach Qi Refining Layer Three.

"The only method I can think of right now is to cultivate a Black Zombie first and see if I can kill an enemy with its help to become a probationary disciple early." If I become a disciple, I should be able to obtain the subsequent cultivation methods.

Even though in his past life.

He hadn't even killed a chicken.

But he possessed a fierce spirit that wasn't afraid of killing.

He didn't know if it was influenced by the original body's memories.

The next morning.

Wen Jiu and the others gathered at the dead land.

They stood in groups of three or five, but more people clustered around three individuals, seemingly following their lead.

Those three also carried themselves arrogantly, treating the Corpse Nurturers as their lackeys, with themselves as the big brothers.

Seeing this scene.

Wen Jiu sighed helplessly.

What a bunch of boring people.

This isn't the martial arts world, it's the cultivation world.

Why bother with this?

Wouldn't it be better to spend time pondering cultivation methods?

Soon.

Wang Nian arrived.

With the Yin Qi being scarce, Wang Nian didn't even look and directly shouted, "Get to work quickly."

As he spoke.

The Corpse Nurturers quickly set off.

But when Wang Nian's gaze fell on Wen Jiu, who was preparing to leave, his eyes widened, and he stared at Wen Jiu in disbelief.

"Kid Wen!"

Wen Jiu stopped.

Wang Nian hurriedly said, "Come here, come here..."

Wen Jiu didn't understand, but he still walked over, and followed Wang Nian as they moved away from the crowd in the dead land to a secluded spot.

"Kid Wen, have you reached Qi Refining Layer One?" Even though his Spiritual Sense had scanned him seven or eight times, Wang Nian couldn't help but ask.

Wen Jiu suddenly understood.

He felt fortunate again for last night's decision.

If Wang Nian could instantly sense this cultivation level, then the Soul Devouring Blood Bead would be even more obvious.

"By chance," Wen Jiu replied.

Wang Nian smiled broadly, "Humble! Reaching Qi Refining Layer One in a month, if it was by chance, then what was my reaching Qi Refining Layer One in two years?"

Wen Jiu quickly tried to cover, "Senior, I cultivate an unorthodox path, so it's naturally faster."

"It's still not that fast."

Wang Nian sighed again.

Then, he searched through his memories for the fastest cultivator he knew to reach Qi Refining Layer One.

Ten years ago.

An elder's direct disciple from Corpse Peak.

A top-grade Wood Spiritual Root.

He reached Qi Refining Layer One in two months!

But he still took a month longer than Wen Jiu.

At this moment, Wen Jiu remained silent, knowing that no explanation would be useful. He could only secretly wonder if he was being too high-profile this time. But before Wen Jiu could come to a conclusion, Wang Nian spoke up, inviting him, "Kid Wen, don't call me 'Senior' behind my back anymore... I'm more than ten years older than you, just call me Brother Wang from now on."

"Hm?"

Wen Jiu was genuinely surprised by this sudden change in attitude.

But he quickly understood.

It must be because of his rapid cultivation speed.

He couldn't help but chuckle inwardly.

Reality was indeed harsh.

Three hours later.

Wen Jiu began leading the White Zombie to search for Yin Souls.

With the enhancement of his Spiritual Sense, he could perceive every rustle of grass within a three-zhang radius, significantly increasing the efficiency of his search. Before long, Wen Jiu's Spiritual Sense detected the faint aura of a Yin Soul.

This was the first time Wen Jiu had truly and clearly sensed a Yin Soul's aura—a chilling presence laced with resentment, the resentment containing wisps of Death Qi, and the Death Qi holding some negative emotions.

"There!"

Wen Jiu immediately pointed it out to the White Zombie.

The soul was in a small hole in the earthen kang ahead.

The White Zombie let out a roar and lunged forward. The nascent Yin Soul, weak in the daylight, was quickly devoured by the White Zombie.

With the soul absorbed, the White Zombie's aura grew stronger.

Wen Jiu watched with great delight, feeling a sense of joy and accomplishment akin to watching his own "child" grow stronger.

"Raising a corpse... it's starting to feel like raising a pet..." Wen Jiu chuckled and continued searching for more Yin Souls.

Unfortunately.

He didn't find any more nascent Yin Souls.

As dusk approached, Wen Jiu retreated to the outskirts of the dead zone.

Seeing the dirt smudged on Wen Jiu's face, Wang Nian tossed him a handkerchief.

"How was it?"

Wen Jiu answered truthfully, wiping his face with the handkerchief as if it were the most natural thing to do. "Senior, I caught one."

Since it was a transaction.

Wen Jiu certainly couldn't always claim he found nothing.

Hearing this, Wang Nian nodded in satisfaction.

When the appointed time came, and the Corpse Buriers had mostly finished their work, Wang Nian left first.

Wen Jiu also prepared to depart.

But to his surprise, three people blocked his path.

It was that trio from the dark curtain!