The Spirit Vein essence remained within his body. Though it could not immediately be converted into his own cultivation and power, the spiritual energy gathered inside him, and his cultivation could be said to be improving at a visible rate every moment.
The Demonic Cultivator Body knew that none of this had anything to do with himself. It was entirely because of the "Spiritual Pill" Tantai Zhi had given him earlier.
Regarding the changes brought about by the "Spiritual Pill," the Demonic Cultivator Body felt both joy and worry.
He was pleased because after swallowing the "Spiritual Pill," his cultivation had skyrocketed, and future cultivation had become incomparably easy. It could even help him absorb the spiritual energy of Spirit Veins.
What worried him was that Tantai Zhi had not kept such a fine thing for her own use, but had instead chosen to give it to him.
He and Tantai Zhi were neither kin nor friends. Back then, he had served her only because his strength fell short of hers, leaving him no choice.
As for friendship, there was not the slightest trace of it between them.
As the saying went, unearned attentiveness meant either treachery or theft!
The Demonic Cultivator Body was no fool. The greater the help the "Spiritual Pill" brought him, the deeper his unease became.
But no matter what Tantai Zhi was plotting, improving his cultivation realm was still of utmost importance.
At the very least... only with sufficient strength could he possibly preserve his life.
Not to mention that the feeling of cultivation rising so swiftly truly made it difficult not to lose oneself in it.
In his eyes, the Yun Ge Sect's sixth-grade Spirit Vein had been a prize already in his pocket, there for the taking. Yet now, someone had beaten him