Over the following period, Lu Xiaotian only refined a few batches of pills. After all, he was no longer lacking in medicinal pills. Aside from refining more than a dozen Earth-element Golden Core Condensation Pills, he already had everything else he needed. Rather than waste time on alchemy, Lu Xiaotian used his second and third Primordial Spirits every day to deduce formations, causing his attainments in formations to deepen by the day.
His main Primordial Spirit, meanwhile, continuously cultivated the Devouring Soul Art and the nameless snake-shaped cultivation art within the black scale.
Hiss!
His punch drilled forth like a viper that had been coiled and gathering force for ages before suddenly darting out, impossible to guard against.
After cultivating in the stone cave for over a year, Lu Xiaotian suddenly noticed that whenever he practiced this nameless cultivation art, his skin seemed to itch slightly. The sensation became especially pronounced when he punched and spiritual power flowed into his hands. Startled, Lu Xiaotian looked down and discovered that, while circulating the art, a layer of fine pale-red scales had emerged over the surface of his hands.
Lu Xiaotian suddenly recalled that Xun Xiu had seemed the same when he attacked. However, Xun Xiu's scales had been black, as eerie as snake scales, whereas the fine scales now forming on Lu Xiaotian's body were pale red and somewhat resembled flood dragon scales. Could it be because he had consumed that fire flood dragon's blood?
Though he harbored some doubts, he did not stop cultivating the nameless snake-shaped art. The scales forming over his body meant that he had formally crossed the threshold of this cultivation art. This nameless art had three levels in total. The first merely imitated movements. Upon reaching the second level, all sorts of transformations would appear