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Chapter 129 - 130 Swallowing Thief Soul Divine Skills [Giant Swallowing Evil]

Chapter 129: Chapter 130 Swallowing Thief Soul Divine Skills [Giant Swallowing Evil]

During Li Mo’s two years in seclusion, Duozhi Mountain had been plagued by constant unrest.

Although no Beast Cultivators had come to fight over the high-altitude medicine fields yet, the cultivators exploring the mountaintop never ceased their attempts.

The result, however, was unclear, as Wu Tu suddenly and urgently sealed off the paths leading to the summit.

According to the rumors from Loose Cultivators, it seemed that some anomaly had occurred on Duozhi Mountain. Several individuals in their Weak Crown Period had gone missing near the summit.

Li Mo didn’t probe too deeply into the matter. After all, he knew this phenomenon originated from the Sub-Device Sect—it was definitely not designed to simply provide spiritual materials. To say that the Sub-Device Sect had no ulterior motives was absolutely unrealistic.

This made him feel an increasing sense of urgency, as he still relied on Duozhi Mountain’s dense mist fog spiritual energy to enhance his chances of advancing to the Fake Core Stage.

However, cultivation required steady progress, step by step; even the slightest carelessness could affect one’s foundation.

Moreover, the Primordial Dao Seed’s ability to perfect the Five Poison Five God Heart Sutra was painfully slow. The sections regarding the Fake Core Stage still had glaring flaws that were being gradually rectified.

Li Mo naturally hoped to achieve a perfect and flawless Fake Core Stage, as a preparation for condensing a High Grade Golden Core.

"Let’s first subdue the next two spirits," he muttered.

He gazed at his overflowing Middle Dantian. The liquified mist fog spiritual power swirled like a deep pool, while the six spirits within the Mud Pill Palace stirred restlessly.

When it came to imprinting the six spirits and forecasting the awakened divine skills, Li Mo had little clarity, so he chose to focus on his immediate needs instead.

The Weak Crown Period, also known as the Foundation Establishment Stage, was still a time to lay a stable foundation with care.

He recalled the Swallowing Thief Spirit, which governed qi and blood circulation and affected the body’s blood metabolism. This would undoubtedly provide significant support for the Paoxiao Swallowing Body.

Li Mo put aside his concerns; whether the souls were strong or weak, subduing them was only a matter of time—all would eventually return to the Middle Dantian.

His consciousness descended into the Mud Pill Palace, guiding the Swallowing Thief Spirit toward his Dao Seed.

The Dao Seed initially resisted the presence of the Swallowing Thief Spirit. Only after the blank pages of the Creation Book imprinted upon it did it cease to obstruct the soul’s entry.

Li Mo exhaled a long sigh of relief. Compared to the spirit root transformation of internal organs, the process of subduing souls was relatively uneventful, though he couldn’t shake the chill running down his spine, fearing that the souls may suddenly spiral out of control.

The Death Disease encompassed nine tribulations, representing nine layers of transcending mortality to become an Immortal.

To think, even at the Weak Crown Period, as one just entered the path of cultivation, one already encountered such enigmatic souls. It was difficult to imagine how terrifying the later stages could be.

Crack, crack...

Fissures began forming on the surface of the Swallowing Thief Spirit, and its rate of subjugation was significantly faster than that of the Sparrow Yin Soul.

Because the Corpse Oil Wax could only be used at five-year intervals, as using it more frequently could inflict irreversible damage to the souls, Li Mo had no choice but to reserve the single bottle he redeemed early specifically for subduing three spirits.

Splitting his focus, Li Mo maintained his spiritual power to grind away at the outer layer of the Swallowing Thief Spirit. Before fully devoting himself to breaking through his bottleneck, he planned to methodically examine the ecological circle of Corpse Mountain one more time.

As he scanned Corpse Mountain, he noticed that, in just a few short days, the habits of the wild beasts had been utterly upended.

After consuming low-grade spiritual materials, the beasts began carving out territories among themselves. Their ferocity not only failed to diminish—it became increasingly unrestrained.

Unless reproducing, the beasts no longer interacted with each other in any capacity.

Over time, as the beasts adapted to their environment, their forms were bound to undergo mutations, transforming step by step into indescribable Deceit Beasts.

Li Mo did not plan to intervene in the beasts’ behavior—after all, Deceit Beast Blood was beneficial for Hui Qingyi’s cultivation.

In fact, if he so desired, he could mass-produce Deceit Beasts using the Evergreen Tree Fruits, though for now, it wasn’t a necessity.

As for the brewing of Corpse Wine...

Li Mo raised an eyebrow, recalling the twenty corpses buried deep within the Yin Attribute Secondary Peak. The materials in their stomachs had already mostly decomposed during fermentation.

The corpses had become swollen, waterlogged giants, their mouths and noses exuding a faint alcoholic aroma.

Bear Liver Wine gleamed like a ruby, while Brain Nourishing Wine resembled fermented mare’s milk. At the current pace, it wouldn’t take the usual four to five years; the wine could be fully brewed in as little as six months.

Li Mo realized that corpses from the Yin Attribute Secondary Peak were particularly well-suited for creating medicinal wines, with ample spiritual energy nourishing the process effortlessly.

He decided to use the remaining corpses to brew more Brain Nourishing Wine. Once he advanced to the late Weak Crown Period, he could even try selling some of the wine to gauge the market.

Unwittingly, the resource chain centered around Corpse Mountain was beginning to take shape, providing Li Mo with a steady stream of valuable materials.

Indeed, cultivating through farming seemed to be the true path to ascension.

After confirming that Corpse Mountain was free of any loose ends, Li Mo returned to subduing the Swallowing Thief Spirit, continuing the monotonous yet essential process of wearing away its outer layer.

Each day brought minute progress, yet with no regression, Li Mo was willing to remain in secluded cultivation for millennia if necessary.

By the time the Swallowing Thief Spirit’s outer layer had reached thirty percent fissures, Li Mo felt slightly anxious at heart.

However, as the cracks on its surface grew denser, Li Mo’s expression gradually became as calm as still water. He no longer concerned himself with gains and losses.

Years passed quietly; Li Mo remained unaware that he had already reached the age of thirty.

Within the vast Cultivation World, Li Mo was still but a stumbling child, yellow-haired and wide-eyed, fumbling through this unknown and terrifying reality.

The Swallowing Thief Spirit had reached sixty percent.

Duozhi Mountain trembled violently, its elevation growing significantly again, now affecting an area of fifty li. The air was thick with the scent of iron rust.

The Swallowing Thief Spirit reached eighty percent.

According to information from Rong Town, three late Weak Crown cultivators had successfully advanced to the Fake Core Stage by leveraging the Hundred Beasts Blood Body. The Beast Cultivators’ strength had multiplied several times over following the Beast Calamity.

Word spread that Tian Changwen was already strategizing for the Beast Calamity ten years later.

...

The outer layer of the Swallowing Thief Spirit finally dissolved completely, and within the Dao Seed, a new corpse worm egg emerged.

The Sparrow Yin Soul suddenly became excited, circling the corpse worm incessantly, while the Dao Seed spun at an increasingly rapid pace.

The mist fog spiritual power within the Middle Dantian compressed further, forming crystalline particles—signaling its approach to the Core Formation Stage.

The three Nourishing Yuan Fruits within his kidneys matured in potency from just over twenty years to nearly a hundred and seventy years of medicinal strength.

Thick, viscous blood coursed through Li Mo’s body, eliminating old injuries and stagnant blood, all thanks to the Swallowing Thief Spirit’s influence.

Li Mo opened his dark gold slit-pupiled eyes, his attention still resting on the Creation Book.

When the blank page revealed the corpse worm egg hatching, what emerged wasn’t a corpse worm, but a grotesque, heart-like tumor.

The tumor floated aimlessly within the Dao Seed, seemingly driven only by rudimentary instincts.

Li Mo froze for several breaths, dazed.

"So this Three Souls and Seven Spirits—why does each one seem stranger than the last?" he murmured.

At that moment, the Creation Book emitted a faint glow, and the Swallowing Thief Spirit’s divine skill, "Giant Swallowing Evil," awakened, causing the Dao Seed to swell noticeably.

The concept of a "thief" implied something harmful, and the Swallowing Thief meant the removal of such harm.

In terms of traditional medicine from his previous life, the Swallowing Thief Spirit protected the body’s flesh and bones. Losing it would lead to cancerous transformations and deadly illnesses.

The ability of Giant Swallowing Evil bore similarities to Prosperity Through Grain, both tied to the Primordial Dao Seed and connected to a craft.

Yet, to Li Mo’s surprise, Giant Swallowing Evil’s representation turned out to be "Gu Refining."

To activate Giant Swallowing Evil, it didn’t consume essence but rather qi and blood, revealing the fundamental difference in the Seven Soul Divine Abilities.

Holding onto hope, he attempted to use the Swallowing Thief Spirit to nourish the Five Poison Five God Heart Sutra. But it was clear that this cultivation technique bore no relation to Gu Refining.

As such, Giant Swallowing Evil immediately fell into the same awkward situation as Prosperity Through Grain before it.

Li Mo sighed, shaking his head. All he could do now was seek Song Liang’s help in searching for Gu Refining techniques to see if any lost inheritance remained.

Though he suspected luck wouldn’t strike twice.

Instead, Song Liang had brought him two incomplete Fake Core Stage cultivation techniques. Both were sourced from Noble Clans, but neither included content related to the Core Formation Stage.

Li Mo even speculated that forces higher than Heart Beast Sect were deliberately restricting such techniques, leaving only two flawed paths available to cultivators.

Once digested by the Dao Seed, the Five Poison Five God Heart Sutra grew tantalizingly close to full completion.

"The Fake Core Stage can still be dealt with, but what happens when I reach Core Formation?"

"Both Beast Cultivators and Puppet Cultivators seem to face inherent flaws in their techniques at Core Formation. Using the Primordial Dao Seed to perfect a Core Formation method might still compromise the Golden Core’s quality..."

Li Mo pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration—he would take things one step at a time.

He now suspended the Infinite Heavy Water Pearl above the fourth sub-peak of Corpse Mountain, infusing it with the medicinal power of Nourishing Yuan Fruits.

However, Corpse Mountain’s appetite was massive; two fruits with one hundred and seventy years of potency weren’t enough to meet the conditions required for the transformation of a High-Grade Magical Artifact.

Anxious, Li Mo watched as the third Nourishing Yuan Fruit dwindled down, its potency dropping to only about fifteen years before Corpse Mountain finally fell asleep, satisfied.

Closing his eyes, Li Mo stabilized his cultivation. At the Late Stage of Weak Crown, he was already considered a core force in Rong Town.

In the ancient Cultivation World, reaching the Late Foundation Establishment Stage by the age of thirty was nearly unattainable, even for single spirit root geniuses.

Li Mo was quite satisfied with his cultivation progress. What puzzled him, however, was why Tian Changwen appeared so indifferent to Duozhi Mountain.

Tian Changwen only symbolically collected thirty percent of the profits from the Mountain and Sea Market, without expelling the Puppet Cultivators occupying the medicine fields. His intentions remained unclear.

What anomalies Li Mo could detect included an increase in Duozhi Mountain’s tremor frequency.

Simultaneously, the mountain’s elevation was about to breach the 5,000-meter mark. The clouds had turned sallow, and in a twenty-li radius, no vegetation grew.

In contrast to Tian Changwen’s cautious stance, the Loose Cultivators grew restless, eager to venture into higher altitudes and disregard Wu Tu’s prohibition orders.

It should be noted that Rong Town only controlled up to the first 3,000 meters of Corpse Mountain. The remaining 2,000 meters were untouched, littered with low-grade spiritual materials.

Loose Cultivators, known for their impulsive disregard for rules, weighed risks against monumental rewards. When profit outweighed danger a hundredfold, they would act, even if it meant antagonizing Rong Town.

In their eyes, it seemed Rong Town was trying to monopolize Duozhi Mountain.

Sitting in Duozhi Mountain, Wu Tu ceased interfering with the Loose Cultivators but strictly prohibited any Rong Town cultivators from venturing above the 3,000-meter mark.

Rumble, rumble...

Li Mo abruptly opened his eyes and flashed to the rooftop of the Four-Legged Daoist Temple.

The tremors across Duozhi Mountain lasted for half a day, forcing Loose Cultivators to flee to the mid-mountain, many perishing after straying into Deceit Beast territories.

Li Mo’s gaze shifted to the mountain summit as metallic dust spewed forth in waves, and the golden earth element spiritual energy reached unprecedented levels.

Then, a chilling sight that made his blood run cold unfolded.

The mountaintop split open like a peeled banana, revealing a gaping, flower-like maw bristling with jagged, razor-sharp teeth.

The maw drew breath, showering the surroundings with metallic dust like falling rain.

Narrowing his eyes, Li Mo observed.

Any cultivators with transplanted limbs or multi-armed enhancements found their new appendages automatically absorbing the metallic dust as their flesh transformed into the material of magical artifacts.

What a masterpiece of the Sub-Device Sect.