Cultivating in Seclusion

Click!

The sealed door opened!

Yin Ming walked out of the storeroom. The demon remains inside were unchanged.

The Soul Crystals left in the demon remains and the undead lingering around them were resources that had yet to be tapped.

Without realizing it, he had gotten two uses out of one demon.

Once the butchers took the remains apart, the True Blood could still be used for Bloodline Potions, the bones for wizard tools, and the flesh for Magic Plant fertilizer.

"Scholar Eno, I've gathered everyone so they can recognize you. Keeping our own chairman outside was completely out of line!"

Gallon Ake had the remains that had passed inspection moved to another storeroom.

Several hundred people gathered outside the low building. There were bloodstained butchers, armed guards, and butchers who reeked from fermenting fertilizer.

"I'm the chairman of the Flame-Burners Association's butchers, but I don't have much time to spare. Gallon Ake will continue handling the chairman's duties."

Yin Ming released the mental aura of a First-Ring Wizard. His calm voice reached every ear clearly.

After the brief handover, he left Red Maple Forest, and his life settled back into a simple routine.

Each day, aside from his regular meditation, he practiced drawing Talismans with rune ink. Limited by the beast-hide materials available, he could only make Zero-Ring Wizardry Talismans for now.

Occasionally, he took potion-making commissions from the other chairmen. Every two days, he visited Red Maple Forest to extract Soul Crystals, revive undead, absorb Undead Miasma, and take away discarded semi-supernatural bones.

On the fourth day!

With Soul Crystals aiding his cultivation, Yin Ming finally raised his mental power limit to 300 points.

The more mental power he had yet to make permanent, the greater the mental power loss when he used wizardry.

After months