Devilish Cultivator

[Cultivation Technique: Three Yang Technique: Qi Refining Chapter Second Layer: (65%)]

It has been over four months since Wu Tao arrived in this world, and his progress in the Three Yang Technique has reached 65%.

Previously, it took ten days of cultivation to increase his progress by one percent. Later, he reduced his sleeping time and significantly increased his cultivation time, allowing him to gain four percent per month.

He is still 35% away from the Third Level of Qi Refining.

At four percent a month, it will take nearly nine more months to advance to the Third Level of Qi Refining.

If he could use pills for cultivation, he could significantly shorten this time.

Therefore, Wu Tao decided that after finishing his stall business tomorrow, he would begin using medicinal baths to temper his body and practice the Dragon Spear Body Tempering Art; he would also cultivate the Three Yang Technique with pills simultaneously.

He would advance on all fronts.

With higher cultivation, both his spiritual power and mental state would improve, his attacks would become stronger, and it would be of great benefit to his artifact refining.

For example, since he is currently at the early stage of Qi Refining, if he were to refine high-level artifacts, the process would be complex and time-consuming. If his mental state and spiritual power could not keep up, he would inevitably face failure.

As it stands, he can only refine First-Rank Level 5 Forbidden Magic Tools at most; any higher level would be difficult to sustain.

His cultivation realm is the foundation of everything.

To use the terminology of Socialism from his previous life, the economic base determines the superstructure. If the foundation is insufficient, trying to build a skyscraper is undoubtedly a pipe dream.

The next day, after breakfast, someone specifically tasked with collecting night soil came to Sincere Tea Street to collect from house to house.

This is the benefit of the expensive night soil fee; one does not have to dump it themselves, as there are specialized people to collect it. It is said that this job of collecting night soil is not something just any loose cultivator can do, but is contracted by small cultivation forces.

Thus, the term "Night Soil Tyrant" was born.

Yu Shunde belongs to the cultivation version of this.

Of course, "Feces Tyrants" and "Night Soil Tyrants" can only exist in the Outer City. Once you reach the Inner City, the true Five Spirits Immortal City, there is no such thing as night soil. Because those who can live inside the immortal city do not need to defecate; instead, they eat a type of pill called a Bigu Pill. Eating one pill allows one to abstain from grains for seven days.

The saying that "fairies do not defecate" has thus been confirmed as solid as steel.

Wu Tao shouldered his pack, which contained two Small Spirit Shield Robes and two Wind-Speed Magic Robes.

He could sell the robes every time he set up his stall once a week.

However, the Ding District is not exactly prosperous, and most of the loose cultivators strolling there are not very wealthy, so sales were a bit difficult.

For this market stall session, he prepared to go to the Yi District to test the waters.

If business in the Yi District is better, he will consider setting up his stall there in the future, thereby reducing the number of times he sets up his stall each month and using that time for cultivation or practicing forbidden techniques.

Arriving at the Market Stall Rental Office and securing a stall in the Yi District, good heavens, it gave Wu Tao a shock—the Yi District costs one Low-Grade Spirit Stone per day. How could an ordinary person afford this?

Forget it, he would just treat it as buying time with spirit stones.

Yi District, Stall 86.

Wu Tao found his stall and was immediately dumbfounded.

This stall is too big.

He looked to his left and saw someone selling talismans, with hundreds of talismans spread across the stall. Looking to his right, there was someone selling spirit fruits, with all kinds of spirit fruits displayed on the stall.

When he laid out his four robes "all alone," he could see the stall owners on both sides looking at him with strange expressions.

Wu Tao admitted that he had indeed been rash; he should have strolled through the Yi District first to decide if it was suitable. He was essentially using a butcher's knife to kill a chicken. It must be said that the foot traffic in the Yi District is indeed very high, and the clothes worn by the passing cultivators are also more valuable.

It is evident that their wallets are also thicker.

An hour later, Wu Tao had sold all four robes.

If he had an Artifact Refiner Certificate, he believed he would have sold the robes even faster.

From this, it can be seen that for the loose cultivators living under the protection of Five Spring Mountain, they still have relative trust in Five Spring Mountain as an official institution.

Fortunately, he had already planned to take time tomorrow to go to the Inner City and take the exam for the Artifact Refiner Certificate. When he memorized the book One Thousand Basic Knowledge of Artifact Refining, he couldn't help but shed tears.

After packing up his stall and politely cupping his hands to bid farewell to the stall owners on his left and right, Wu Tao walked out with the flow of people, intending to head to the Ding District to buy some spirit rice from Uncle Han.

After practicing the Dragon Spear Technique, his appetite increased greatly; he eats six jin of spirit rice a day, two jin per meal.

However, eating spirit rice also has its benefits. As the saying goes, a hundred kinds of rice nourish a hundred kinds of people. Now that he eats spirit rice every meal and occasionally improves his diet with Monster Meat, his body has become increasingly robust and his skin fairer; he is no longer as thin, weak, and dark-skinned as the Original Owner was at the mine.

Moreover, spirit rice nourishes the body and is also beneficial for cultivation.

I forgot to ask Mingxiu last time if she obtained her Spirit Planter Certificate. I should show some concern, Wu Tao thought to himself while walking along the street in the Yi District.

"Murder!"

"Devilish Cultivator!"

"How bold!"

Just then, a sudden change occurred in the crowd ahead. As the shout of "Murder" rang out, Wu Tao looked over subconsciously. He saw spells erupting, magic tools flying, and demonic energy surging in the distance. A head, dripping with blood, flew high into the air.

A Devilish Cultivator had broken into the market.

Immediately after, more loose cultivators suffered, and screams rang out one after another.

Figures flew out from the shops and pavilions on both sides, shouting "How bold!" in anger. Then, a loud voice rang out: "The Demon Slaying Hall is here to execute the Devilish Cultivator! All loose cultivators, crouch down with your hands on your heads! Do not run about!"

Once the people from the Demon Slaying Hall arrived, the surrounding loose cultivators immediately obeyed, crouching down with their hands on their heads.

If they didn't listen and obstructed the Demon Slaying Hall from killing the devilish cultivator, they wouldn't be able to bear the consequences.

Wu Tao glanced at the Surrounding Stalls, his eyes shifting instantly as he quickly took two steps back, crouching down with his head in his hands beside a Talisman Stall.

The Stall Owner of this Talisman Stall was the Chen Cultivator he had encountered when he went out to buy an Evil-Breaking Talisman, the one who had sold them for sixty-five a piece; Wu Tao had known back then that this person was not to be trifled with, and being beside him made Wu Tao feel much more secure.

Not daring to move again, he peeked out and saw a Black Robe surrounded by several cultivators from the Demon Slaying Hall; the devilish cultivator in the Black Robe held a Banner Magic Tool, and with a single wave, Ghost Shadows swept out, emitting shrill, piercing screams.

The surrounding Loose Cultivators suffered a disaster, each feeling their internal energy boil and their heads spin with dizziness.

Wu Tao was no exception, and by the time he regained his senses, the devilish cultivator in the Black Robe was already gone, leaving only the cultivators of the Demon Slaying Hall with expressions of bitter resentment.

Looking at the dozen or so severed limbs on the ground, he couldn't help but feel a sense of sorrow for his own kind regarding these tragically dead Loose Cultivators; if he had walked just a little faster, he would certainly have been among the dead.

"Damn it, I just reached the entry level of the Fire Sweep of the Dragon Spear Technique, and I already run into a devilish cultivator. Am I really a magnet for trouble?"

Worry rose in Wu Tao's heart; that devilish cultivator in the Black Robe was clearly not someone to be trifled with, and if so many experts from the Demon Slaying Hall couldn't stop him, how could a small fry like him at the Second Level of Qi Refining face such a threat?

"Everyone listen up! Pack up your stalls, line up, and take out your Residency Certificate. Everyone is to leave the market one by one for inspection!" a cultivator from the Demon Slaying Hall shouted, his voice echoing throughout the entire Yi District Market.

The Demon Slaying Hall was a department within Five Spring Mountain specifically tasked with countering the encroachment of Devil Dao Sects; the cultivators within were all ruthless and exceptionally skilled at Spell Battle, otherwise, they wouldn't be able to subdue devilish cultivators.

Devilish cultivators were adept at hiding, so this was the start of a massive screening process.

The Residency Certificate was the contract document signed with the Brokerage Agency when renting a room.

Wu Tao felt fortunate that he carried his contract document with him; he watched as Loose Cultivators who lacked a Residency Certificate were taken away by the Demon Slaying Hall, and when it was his turn, he still felt quite nervous.

Fortunately, after the people from the Demon Slaying Hall confirmed his certificate was in order, they let him go.

After exiting the market, his heart, which had been hanging in his chest, still didn't settle; various plans flashed through his mind until he finally made a decision.

"I'll buy a large batch of Starfire Stone and Demon Silkworm Silk, and store enough Spirit Rice and Monster Meat to last a month. I won't step out again until the devilish cultivator is wiped out by the cultivators of the Demon Slaying Hall."

The best method was simply to stay home.