White Bone Demon Jar, Karma Merged Poison Smoke

Outside Vast Mountain, Fairy Caiyi had been keeping a close watch on the movements within the mountain.

At first, she could sense things quite clearly, but when White Bone Superior and Chen Ming began to fight, the chaotic aura disrupted her Spiritual Sense, and she could no longer see things clearly.

She only heard a series of thunderous roars, flashes of lightning, and demonic energy, and then the aura of White Bone Superior vanished.

Immediately after, she saw Chen Ming's Emperor's Omen Body unleash water-based lightning to purge the White Bone Dao.

Such strength left even Fairy Caiyi feeling deeply shaken.

"It is fortunate that I did not rashly descend into the mountain; the Myriad Laws Sect truly has hidden means!"

"The power of that Supernatural Ability just now is something only a Spirit Condensation Realm Cultivator who has received the orthodox teachings of the Biyun Heavenly Palace could rival!"

"That person's methods do not belong to the Myriad Laws Sect lineage, but the power of his Supernatural Ability cannot be faked; he must be a contingency left behind by the Myriad Laws Sect."

"The Myriad Laws Sect has ostensibly retreated from the Sea Domain, but who knows how many hidden measures they have left behind? Reporting this person to the Biyun Immortal Palace and rooting out a nail of the Myriad Laws Sect will be a great merit!"

With this judgment made, Fairy Caiyi did not linger.

Riding her Colorful Feather Luan Bird, she did not return to the Chayi Sect but instead headed toward the Biyun Immortal Palace.

She had left just a step too early; had she stayed a moment longer, the Mountain God Yellow Scroll and the Omen Body would have completely faded away.

Fairy Caiyi would have then sensed that Chen Ming was the one who had destroyed the person wearing her Seven-Colored Clothes.

Once Fairy Caiyi departed, the many hidden gazes and Spiritual Senses outside Vast Mountain gradually vanished, no longer paying attention to this place.

The death of White Bone Superior made the Spirit Condensation Realm Cultivators near Vast Mountain quite wary; they could not afford to provoke the Biyun Immortal Palace, nor could they afford to provoke the Myriad Laws Sect.

Thus, they simply acted as if everything were normal, as if the previous commotion had never occurred.

Chen Ming's figure paused, vanishing from the mountain and appearing atop the peak.

Qing Ling and Hong Ling saw Chen Ming and rose to say, "True Person, the Spiritual Energy in the mountain has recovered, and this Spring Eye has returned to normal operation!"

Chen Ming nodded and said, "Good. This place is the source where the Spiritual Energy of Vast Mountain gathers, which is quite beneficial for cultivation."

"From now on, this Grotto-Heaven Dojo shall take the form of an ancient tree, taking root above the Spring Eye. You two shall guard this place and cultivate diligently!"

Having said this, Chen Ming stepped forward and sat cross-legged within the Grotto-Heaven Dojo inside the Towering Ancient Tree.

He placed the Blood Bead and the white bones before him, his hands circulating the Five Qi as he began to refine the Magic Treasure.

Cyan, yellow, red, black, and white radiance, under Chen Ming's urging, transformed into the Five Elements Fire.

Under the refining and shaping of the Five Elements Fire, the white bones, following Chen Ming's will, transformed into a "White Bone Demon Pot."

"Go!"

Chen Ming shouted, and the Blood Bead beside him released a bloody light!

Within the blood-red light, the scene of one hundred thousand eight thousand insects constantly cycling through life and death emerged.

Following Chen Ming's command, the Blood Bead and the strange phenomenon it emitted descended into the White Bone Demon Pot.

The White Bone Demon Pot was instantly covered in red blood veins, radiating a terrifying aura.

The White Bone Demon Pot was formed from the essence of a Spirit Condensation Realm Cultivator, while the Blood Bead was the "Hundred Thousand Eight Thousand Insects" Secret Method, empowered by the illumination of the Creation Lotus Platform.

The two combined, instantly turning into a strange treasure connected to Chen Ming's own aura.

The Blood Bead was immediately sublimated; as the insects within it constantly cycled through life and death, they actually birthed wisps of Karma, which merged into the exhaled Poison Smoke.

With this Karma, even a Spirit Condensation Realm Cultivator would find it difficult to shake off if they were tainted by it!

"With white bones as the pot and the Blood Bead as the demon, having the White Bone Demon Pot in hand is truly a treasure for protecting the Dao!"

"Even if the Emperor's Omen Body cannot be fully condensed, as long as the White Bone Demon Pot exists, my strength is far greater than that of White Bone Superior!"

In truth, achieving such a state can be considered reaching the Spirit Condensation Realm; this method is the choice of many Heretical Path cultivators.

However, by using such methods to forge a Spirit Condensation Realm Magic Treasure and pinning one's own cultivation to it, one's entire power rests upon the treasure—they prosper and perish together.

Furthermore, it is extremely difficult to advance any further.

But Chen Ming did not take the White Bone Demon Pot as his foundation; he used it only to protect his Dao, merely borrowing it to possess the strength of the Spirit Condensation Realm.

If the White Bone Demon Pot were damaged, it would cause no harm to Chen Ming himself.

Chen Ming's fundamental cultivation still relies on the Five Qi Spirit Condensation Method to attain the Great Dao.

Chen Ming held the White Bone Demon Pot in his hands; his aura was now that of the Spirit Condensation Realm, and no one could discern his true depth.

Chen Ming stood up, but suddenly frowned.

"This White Bone Demon Pot is too conspicuous; one look and it is clearly a Magic Treasure refined from demonic arts. It must be concealed!"

With a thought from Chen Ming, the White Bone Demon Pot became as lustrous as jade, and the red blood veins on the pot squirmed, transforming into mysterious Lotus Patterns.

Immediately after, faint wisps of smoke curled around the White Bone Demon Pot, making it appear like an immortal's treasure.

"That's better!"

Five-colored radiance manifested behind Chen Ming, masking the traces of the Karma Poison Smoke as well.

With this appearance, he was surely a Daoist True Person!

Who would ever suspect that once Chen Ming struck, it would be with such demonic manifestations? It was the perfect way to deceive an enemy!

Having refined the White Bone Demon Pot and the Karma Poison Smoke, Chen Ming finally felt a sense of confidence.

It was time to settle some old scores.

With a flick of Chen Ming's mind, two dazed and confused Souls flew out from the depths of the Grotto-Heaven Dojo.

They were none other than Song Yu and Wang Xiu, who had had their physical bodies shredded by the Seven-Colored Clothes of the Chayi Sect back at Cuiping Mountain, leaving only their Souls behind.

The two Souls had been nurtured within the Grotto-Heaven Dojo, but because their injuries were too severe, they had only managed to condense into a Human Form and had yet to recover their memories.

"When Ling Yangzi died, you two were destined to face a tribulation, yet you encountered me and avoided it for a time; I never expected that you would still end up dead in the end."

"Fortunately, your Souls did not dissipate. Since you were once my Disciple, it is time for your luck to turn, and I shall grant you a fortuitous encounter!"

Chen Ming reversed the Karma Poison Smoke, letting it descend upon their Souls.

Although the Souls of Song Yu and Wang Xiu were dazed, they still held a sense of reverence toward Chen Ming.

Knowing that Chen Ming would not harm them, they allowed the Karma Poison Smoke to fall upon them.

The Karma Poison Smoke did not injure their souls; instead, it extracted the karma that had been entangled within them.

Afterward, it swirled and settled behind Chen Ming, hiding itself away.

The Souls of Song Yu and Wang Xiu immediately became clear, turning crystalline and pure.

If any Divine Path cultivator or Ghost Cultivator were to see them, they would surely drool with envy; such Souls were not only excellent materials for generating pure Incense and Fire, but also a great tonic for a Ghost Cultivator to advance their cultivation.

Chen Ming pinched his fingers to calculate for a moment before exiting the Grotto-Heaven Dojo.

He instructed the two Attendants to continue chanting scriptures and guarding the Grotto-Heaven, while he himself restrained his aura, concealed his cultivation, and left the Vast Mountain Range.

When he appeared again, Chen Ming had arrived at the territory where Cuiping Mountain had originally stood.

The present-day Cuiping Mountain had become flat land, merging with the town that once lay at the foot of the mountain, and now there were villages and signs of human life.

"You two have deep ties to this place; if there is affinity, you may still be able to step onto the path of cultivation!"

Chen Ming released the Souls of Song Yu and Wang Xiu, and with a gentle blow, they descended into two separate households within the village.

The wives in those two households were already pregnant and nearing their time to give birth.

Having settled the Souls, Chen Ming departed.

Chen Ming did not know that shortly after he left, the villagers gathered together.

The village head addressed the crowd, saying: "After many days of discussion, our village has finally decided on a name; from now on, it shall be called 'Grass Temple Village'..."