Vast sea as far as the eye can see.
White waves rolling, a black figure swiftly gliding within.
Upon closer inspection, the swimming range is surprisingly a circle.
And at the center of the circle, high above, a tiny black dot faintly sits in the void.
Black King is driving away nearby low-order Sea Demons while keeping an eye on that tiny black dot.
"Since the master went into Closed-Door Cultivation a month ago, he left Purple Spirit Island and ca here. He said he wanted to experint with new Techniques, yet there’s been no activity. What’s he doing?"
He mutters inwardly, suddenly a change in expression, swimming toward a direction.
Soon, Black King’s huge figure blocks the path of a strangely shaped seahorse.
Seeing Black King, the seahorse Demon Beast mutters sothing, Black King’s eyes widen.
"Speak human language!"
The seahorse babbles more nonsense.
Black King listens with impatience, Demon Qi surges out, rolling waves pushing forward.
"I don’t care what you want to do, just detour, this area is my domain!"
In the Mountain Sea Realm, though there are distinctions between the Human Clan and Demon Clan, in reality, this is rely a unilateral division by the Human Cultivators.
Within the Demon Clan, varieties of races are bizarre and diverse, inherently different, impossible to be mixed.
Language, script, growth habits, even birth and death, natural enemies’ vassals all differ.
Black King evolved from the Black Scaled Giant Python, and doesn’t connect with this seahorse tribe, without prior learning, he utterly doesn’t know the other’s language.
Divine Consciousness Voice Transmission might clarify each other’s intentions, but communication among Demon Beasts is simpler and more direct.
Territorial awareness, precisely what Black King is revealing at this mont!
Facing Black King’s anger, that seahorse hesitates, followed by bursting forth a massive aura.
Demon Qi like waves, powerfully pushing, not inferior to Black King!
For a mont, the two are confronting each other, in a stalemate.
Amidst their stalemate, both demons suddenly tremble, together they look toward the sky.
A heavy pressure spreads from afar, even through long-distance weakening, their bodies sink.
Black King rejoices internally, it’s the master!
The seahorse Demon Beast perceives sothing, warily glances in that direction, then decisively swims away in another.
"Consider yourself lucky!"
Black King snorts, turning to swim towards Luo Chen’s direction.
Yet, as his gaze sweeps, he doesn’t see Luo Chen’s figure in the sky.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, Black King leaps from the sea, swiftly reaching a spot where waves rise and fall.
Within sight, a white-robed man bobbing in the water, eyes full of puzzlent.
"Master, what’s wrong?"
Black King hurries over, using his broad back to lift the man onto it.
"Let’s return first!" Luo Chen rubs his forehead, murmuring softly, with a hint of weariness in his words.
Black King, bewildered, acknowledges, carrying Luo Chen back toward Purple Spirit Island.
However, in his perception, the master seemingly unable to sustain the Concealing Array’s Secret Technique, reveals an image of depleted Qi Power.
"What Technique was it, that could drain the master’s abundant Qi Power?"
Luo Chen, in no mood to explain.
Sitting atop the Flood Python’s back, while recuperating Qi Power, he pondered deeply, occasionally touching his abdon, muttering to himself softly.
"Humans are not Spirit Veins, there’s a limit to what can be drawn. How should I control this limit?"
"The Hundred Craft Mountain Master’s array embodies heavy earth attributes, hence can oppress . But my Qi Power attribute is fiery and domineering, how should I improve it?"
"Furthermore, the Domain’s scope must be controlled properly, otherwise my Golden Core and Origin Core will be drained first."
"No way, the two major energy sources can’t be in the sa basket, one needs to be used for regular combat. I need to study this further."
...
When Black King carries Luo Chen back to Purple Spirit Island, he happens to encounter Sang Jiugong coming out of the Sky Pit.
"Hey, Qingyang Zi, were you just out for a trip?"
After resting earlier, Luo Chen has sowhat restored his Qi Power, reactivating the Concealing Array.
Therefore, in Sang Jiugong’s eyes, aside from Luo Chen’s slightly pale complexion, he doesn’t notice his depleted Qi Power state.
Oh, facial pallor is also unnoticed.
With Luo Chen’s Dao Cultivation increasingly advancing over the years, his facial complexion is more ruddy.
If his white robe changed to a red robe, from afar, he’d resemble a burning fla, ordinary people couldn’t discern any emotional shift from his ruddy face.
Luo Chen nods, gaze falling on Sang Jiugong.
"You old man, what’s this?"
Sang Jiugong claps his hands, chuckling, "The transplantation work of Purple Monkey Flower has completely finished, next we only need to observe the growth pattern of the first small cycle, adjust a bit, then we can leave Purple Spirit Island."
Upon hearing this, Luo Chen’s spirits lift!
They’ve spent more than half a year on this Purple Spirit Island, finally reaching a stage now.
Next, under Sang Jiugong’s guidance, he went to the Sky Pit for a detailed look.
During this ti, Sang Jiugong explained the essence of the maturation Doctrine to him.
Utilizing the Sky Pit’s unique geographic environnt, extracting Spirit Qi from the entire Spiritual Island, supplented by a large amount of Demon Beast flesh, created this postnatal Blessed Land at the Sky Pit.
The most critical part inside is the "Cannibalism" Doctrine.
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