That way, wouldn't he be even more helpless?
However.
When he glanced at the Demon Emperor, a sharp gleam flickered in his eyes.
He immediately clasped his fists and bowed deeply. "Even you, Martial Uncle, feel the road ahead is dim and distant. Naturally, I would not dare hope for much. It is only that the cultivation art I practice is truly... strange. I wonder if Martial Uncle could clear up some of my doubts?"
"Oh? Tell me."
The Devil Lord suddenly raised his head. His eyes flashed like lightning, making Chen Chong feel as though that single glance had seen straight through him.
"To be honest, Martial Uncle, what I cultivate is the Star Blood Tome. This cultivation art seems simple enough, but after reaching the third level, every step became arduous. The fourth step, refining blood, and the fifth step, stars, held me back for many years. Although I entered the sixth step by a fortunate coincidence, now..."
Chen Chong looked on the verge of tears. "The sixth step is even more monstrous. It requires refining one's own star, and after that, I have no idea how to cultivate at all. Recently, when I circulate the art, I can sense it improving bit by bit, but the rate of improvement is practically negligible."
"Come here."
Upon hearing this, the Devil Lord suddenly beckoned to him.
An indescribable force of attraction abruptly arose, and Chen Chong involuntarily flew toward the Devil Lord's hand. As that terrifying palm pressed against his forehead, fearsome divine qi surged into his body, nearly blasting him apart.
A long, long time passed.
Only after the Devil Lord slapped him back to where he had been did the pain finally vanish.
"What a miraculous cultivation art. I merely circulated a thread of Essence Qi to