Spirit Devourer Returns

As long as Zhong Zhenyang did not establish a sect and take disciples, Wang Daoyuan truly had nothing to fear from him.

Although the Zhong, Gu, and Ming families all had histories stretching back thousands of years, their sects did not place much importance on the survival of mortals.

Even combined, the mortals of the three families did not outnumber the Wang Clan by much.

When they went to their fiefs, they could only bring their own clansmen.

The other Netherworld Sect disciples would remain under the Zhao Emperor as ordinary soldiers.

The lands north of the mountains were bitterly cold. Ordinary people could do little more than barely survive there.

Rapid expansion was simply out of the question.

Having received Wang Daoyuan's promise, Zhong Zhenyang departed in high spirits, preparing to seek out a suitable fief north of the mountains.

Wang Daoyuan, meanwhile, returned to his cave abode and continued refining Marrow Foundation Cultivation Pills.

Three years later, he had raised his pill success rate to fifty percent.

At this level, he could already attempt to refine mid-grade Fourth-order pills.

Among the spiritual herbs he possessed in sufficient varieties, only the Golden Core Pill qualified.

Over the past three years, Linhai Prefecture had traded over quite a few Demon Beast inner cores, but no Demonic Beast Golden Cores had yet arrived.

After all, Fourth-order Demon Beasts were no weaklings. Not just anyone could kill one with ease.

The two Demonic Beast Golden Cores in his possession were not enough to waste on practice, so he could not casually refine Golden Core Pills for now.

The subsidiary flames of the Five Elements Spirit Fire within the Spirit Pearl Space had all grown to mid-grade Fourth-order, their grades now matching the spirit fire Wang Daoyuan had refined.

Even the Pseudo Spirit