Improvement (Part 2)

These were two Demon Talisman Seeds he was most familiar with.

They were being held up by the vines, as if presented to him with both hands.

"Well done." Lin Xin praised it, accepting the Demon Talisman Seeds.

Both Demon Talisman Seeds were covered in a lot of blood, clearly obtained after some fighting.

Quickly starting a bonfire, Lin Xin found the previous three Demon Talisman Seeds and threw them all into the fire.

Strands of red mist turned into red threads, spreading over and drilling into his nostrils.

Three free attribute points were injected, and Lin Xin turned his gaze to his attributes.

"Kill is enough, what I lack now is Constitution. If I'm not mistaken, Constitution should be..."

He recalled the predictions and analyses he had done before. He had thoroughly examined each attribute point.

Especially Evasion and Constitution, which he had always overlooked.

"...should determine the body's recovery and Innate Constitution. Innate Constitution is likely the key to affecting lifespan. It's a pity that there are no free attributes when cultivating now." Not long ago, he had felt that there were no attribute points left over when his cultivation of the Returning Origin Art improved, but he didn't know why.

Lin Xin frowned slightly, carefully dispersing Spirit Qi to all parts of his body, sensing his changes, and then added all three attribute points to Constitution.

Constitution soared directly from two points to five points.

He stood in the dark courtyard, initially not feeling any major changes. After a while, he felt a faint heat in his heart.

His heart was the hottest, as if a ball of fire was burning. His muscles and bones also felt as if they were soaking in warm water, exceptionally comfortable.

Hiss!

Yin Manto reacted one step ahead of him. It had previously devoured too much flesh and blood essence, even from a Demon King at the Golden Core realm, and now it had suddenly received Lin Xin's three Constitution attribute points as a bonus.

All of its branches and leaves slowly expanded and stretched out, as if slowly unfolding from a shrunken black ball of yarn. It turned into a pool of black matter, like a pile of black hair, with strands rolling and a large blood-red eyeball being held in the center.

Yin Manto slowly rolled, and all the branches and vines began to turn a faint silver color, changing from the original black to a silver-gray. It was as if a layer of silver powder had been applied.

Its volume also became larger and larger, gradually expanding to more than twice its original size. It kept making hissing sounds.

Small flower buds also gradually grew out of other parts of the vines.

The flower buds were initially only the size of a fist, but under Lin Xin's gaze, they were rapidly expanding and growing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Soon, they grew to the size of a human head, and their surface was covered with a layer of collagen like cowhide, faintly translucent, and you could see faint blood vessel patterns under the skin.

"This is..." Lin Xin frowned as he watched this scene. He seemed to vaguely remember seeing this kind of growth phenomenon in previous books.

Yin Manto's appearance seemed very similar to a Demon Crown Flower in the legends.

Yin Manto's consciousness constantly conveyed joy and delight. It frantically issued a desire, as if wanting to devour more flesh and blood, more souls, a bottomless **** that was almost invisible.

The flower bud continued to grow, quickly growing from the size of a human head to the size of a washbasin, and then continued to grow, even growing into a huge flower ball nearly two meters in diameter.

Tear!

The silver-gray flower ball suddenly cracked a gap in the middle. Then, countless transparent, foul-smelling mucus spewed out from the middle. After the mucus, there were rows of sharp teeth, like those of a crocodile, extremely sharp, and there were still sticky mucus threads remaining between the upper and lower teeth.

The sprayed mucus fell on the ground, quickly corroding the soil and causing green smoke to rise.

"Ha?" The flower bud's big mouth shook and exhaled at Lin Xin, emitting a sour stench.

Lin Xin asked, puzzled.

"Are you Yin Manto?"

"Huh?"

Bang!

Lin Xin expressionlessly drew his sword, sending the large mouth flying to the side. A loud crash echoed.

"Don't point your stinky mouth at me."

"Huh..."

Yin Manto, with its mouth swollen from the blow, wobbled as it climbed up from the ground beside him, then trotted back to Lin Xin's side like an adoring puppy.

"I thought it was a split-off sub-body, but it turns out it just grew another head."

He was somewhat speechless. Yin Manto had truly become a Man-Eating Flower now, no longer simply relying on its original thorns to suck enemies dry, but now capable of directly devouring them.

"What's the purpose of this mouth you've grown?"

Lin Xin sent the question through his consciousness.

"Ha... ha... haha..."

"..."

Lin Xin fiercely kicked it, sending it tumbling away.

"Speak human language!"

"Eat... eat... eat can, feedback... to you..."

"Like that?" Lin Xin was taken aback. "How does it give feedback?"

"Pu... purify... essence... enhance..."

Yin Manto's consciousness was somewhat muddled, like that of a child of a few years old, its language skills not yet fully developed.

"Is that so?"

Lin Xin's heart stirred slightly. Truth be told, Yin Manto had suffered serious injuries in many battles, but he had never paid it any attention. The strong recovery ability of plant-type summoned creatures was not just talk; each time it was re-summoned, it would appear as good as new.

He just hadn't expected that it would undergo such a big change after gaining three points in Constitution.

Sitting down cross-legged, Lin Xin didn't delve further. He could experiment and learn more about Yin Manto's abilities when he entered the Netherworld Mansion in the future. He still needed to continue his previous exploration and research.

"The influence of the Constitution attribute is now almost fully taking effect."

He carefully felt the changes occurring in his body, as strands of attribute Qi permeated his entire being, spreading to his muscles, bones, and internal organs.

Clearly, he felt subtle changes in the structure of his body. These changes were hard to describe, perceptible but inexpressible.

Some of the hidden injuries he had previously suffered were now slowly being repaired under the enhancement of the Constitution attribute...

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The lamplight was like a bean.

Inside the room, Hua Yaozhu leaned slowly into Lin Zhen's arms, her amorous eyes like silk, the clothes on her upper body half-undone, as Lin Zhen's hand reached inside, slowly kneading.

"You say, Father came today. What is it for? I have been practicing martial arts diligently under Sister Hong, and I rarely get to see him." Hua Yaozhu said softly.

"I don't know... Father must have his reasons for doing this, but what happened that day... what happened that day... don't think about it." A trace of gloom flashed in Lin Zhen's evasive eyes.

"It's okay, Father is just testing me, probably..." Hua Yaozhu said in a low voice. The more she said this, the more Lin Zhen's eyes showed a strange color.

"Don't worry... Zhuer, I will protect you... definitely." He hugged Hua Yaozhu, his expression firm. But he did not realize that a trace of his pure cultivation was slowly flowing into Hua Yaozhu's body.

His eyes were also faintly blue, as if he was over-exhausted.

"Mm."

Hua Yaozhu groaned softly, and under the light, the shadows of the two people reflected on the paper window slowly overlapped, and soon their clothes were completely removed. Slowly falling down.

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"Manor Lord, the matter of Hua Yaozhu has been investigated."

In the lakeside pavilion, Lin Xin sat in the position that Xiao Lingling used to sit in, with her favorite Black Phoenix Zither in front of him.

The leader of several Mountain Manor Dark Guards stood before him, head lowered, respectfully reporting.

The Dark Guards were orphans that Lin Xin had been training since very early on, who had undergone various ideological brainwashings since childhood, and whose bodies were soaked in Li Lao's concentrated medicinal liquid. They practiced various external skills and grappling techniques.