Eternal Cultivation of Alchemy Chapter 2360 Reason

Using the two techniques on their own was easy. Using them together? Impossible.

The two techniques shared nearly 60% of the pathway from the Dantian to his Mind, where the Spiritual Sea lay. Only in so places did they go their separate ways, and that was just not enough for Alex to use them together.

Even if they were mostly different, as long as they ended at the sa ridians—which these two techniques did—Alex couldn't use two separate Intents for the sa flow of Qi to use them at the sa ti.

So, if he wanted to use them together, he needed to combine the two Intents and use them on Qi that flowed through the right pathway. Since 60% of it was the sa, Alex could be certain he could use those pathways. It was only the other 40% he would have to figure out.

'It would be sothing in between,' he thought. 'Shouldn't take too long. Just a couple of years.'

The main issue there would be finding the right Intent. What did he want the two techniques to do when mixed together? That would need so thinking.

Maybe a year would be enough to co to a decent conclusion?

How long did he have before the tournant?

'It will all have to wait for afterward,' he thought. 'For now, I should focus on creating my Blood Origin. The quicker I get access to my Blood Creation, the better.'

Alex left the room. He had cultivated for too many years and wanted to go check on things. Silvermist was there already, apparently having sensed his breakthrough.

"Congratulations, my disciple," Silvermist said, slapping him on his shoulders like a proud father. "With this, you shall grow stronger."

"Thank you, Master," Alex said, feeling a hint of glee at the praise. "There is sothing that happened, Master. I was wondering if you could help ."

After a brief explanation, Silvermist was made to ponder Alex's situation. "Surely you are mistaken. You must've not noticed it when you t your Inner Demon. They are tricky things. Most Immortals don't have much experience with it as they only first learn about it right before reaching the Immortal realms."

Alex shook his head.

"I learned my first Dao when I was only a True Realm cultivator, Master. All throughout the True Realms and the Saint Realm, I have faced my Inner Demon, even failed a few tis," he said. "I know what it feels like to co out of a conflict with the Inner Demon, and there was nothing close to it there. And I hadn't missed any ti either. I had simply skipped the demon, Master."

Silvermist's eyes narrowed, confused, for if all of what his disciple had said was true, then sothing had happened to him. Was it a good thing? Or bad?

"Maybe Brother Grim knows sothing," Silvermist said and called for him. A few minutes later, Grimsight was in the mansion, sitting before Alex.

The man looked at Alex for a second, his single eye narrowing a little. "Why is there so much Blood Aura around you?" he asked. "More than normal for you, which was already more than normal."

"Sothing small. Nothing of significance," Alex quickly said. "There is another matter entirely that we called you here for, Senior."

Grimsight listened to their words for a bit, his eyes narrowing at each bit of information. He seed lost at the end, thinking.

"I…" he slowly began speaking. "I have seen it happen before. It is not sothing so strange."

"You have?" Alex asked, curiosity bubbling inside of him. "Do you know why?"

"No, I do not know why," the man said. "I had a friend, long ago. Before I beca Grimsight; when I was Heavenspear."

"During the war?" Silvermist asked.

Grimsight nodded. "We were in a legion back then, back when my fa hadn't reached the level where Gods would talk to . I was but a number in the war back then."

"Our legion was a group closer than family, and everyone was my friend. The one I talk about now, a man lost to ti, a man stronger than at the ti, had been able to break through without going through Inner Demons."

"Everyone in our legion knew this about him, but we never really managed to figure out why that was. It was clear though that the lack of Inner Demons had not co with any drawback. It simply… was no more for him."

Silvermist scratched his black-and-white beard. "Could he have sohow let go of all mortal worries? Let go of all materialistic and familial needs, allowing him to have nothing for the Inner Demon to target?" he asked.

"Impossible," Grimsight said. "He worried. For himself, for us. I told you, we were family. All of us in that legion. If he did not care for others, would he go on a suicide charge to rescue his friends?"

Grimsight felt his emotions riling up and stopped. Rembering the war was always terrible, but this mont in particular had been the worst for him. He had been a re shell of himself for many years after that. It was what had led him to search for ways to beco powerful.

There had been many instances afterward that reinforced those feelings, but this had been the seed of what had eventually led him to the tomb in the Celestial's Cradle.

Grimsight cald down. "He was a man with many fears. That was not the reason for the disappearance of his Inner Demon," he said.

Alex was stunned. "This man, what happened to him?" he asked.

"He died," Grimsight answered. "It was suicide, and he knew it."

"Did he manage to rescue those people at least?" Alex asked.

"Sadly," Grimsight continued. "He failed in that. Most of my legion died during that battle outside of Bloodhaven. It was one of the worst battles I had ever been in."

Alex fell silent.

Grimsight looked up suddenly, a thought coming to him at that point. "We don't know much about anything," he said. "But maybe your friend has more information than us."

Alex's eyes widened slightly. "Right! Rosemist might know."