I Cultivate Passively

“He succeeded on his first pill refinement? And he even caught Pill Master Yuan’s attention?”

Han Ming was bewildered when he received this piece of news.

It was too sudden!

How did Zhou Feng suddenly have the potential to become a Pill Master?

If Zhou Feng were just a normal Soul Altar disciple that had the Grand Elder as his backer, Han Ming would still dare to make a move.

After all, a fight between true disciples was allowed by the sect.

As long as it wasn’t too excessive, no one could use this as an excuse to make a move.

In addition, the Grand Elder wasn’t a person who protected his own children. As long as Han Ming paid a certain price, he would be able to calm down the Grand Elder.

However, it would be difficult to deal with him if an additional layer of identity, such as Pill Master, was added!

Moreover, it was such a young Pill Master.

The most important point was that the sect’s own disciples were not outsiders.

Currently, the Tri-Gu Sect had three Pill Masters stationed in different places.

These three Pill Masters had a cooperative relationship with the sect. Among them, the one who cooperated the most was only Pill Master Yuan.

The other two Pill Masters were not completely biased toward the Tri-Gu Sect. They just needed the Tri-Gu Sect to collect the pill refinement materials.

Therefore, the Tri-Gu Sect had always wanted to nurture their own Pill Master.

They had paid a huge price to build the Medicine Tower and invite Pill Master Yuan to stay.

They sent in numerous young disciples every year to see if they could nurture a Pill Master.

However, after so many years, they had only managed to nurture an apprentice who could only refine pills at the Qi Condensation realm.

It was precisely because of this that the sect placed great importance on every disciple who had the talent to refine pills.

It was believed that it would not be long before someone would come into contact with Zhou Feng.

At that time, it would basically be impossible to target Zhou Feng.

‘No! I have to use this opportunity to make a move! Most of the higher-ups are tied down by the Voodoo Cult right now!

‘There are also the Bloodthirsty and Penta-Poison factions that are competing against each other. If I don’t take advantage of this opportunity, then the Purple Jade Bell will never return!’

The more Han Ming thought about it, the more he felt he wouldn’t have a chance anymore if he didn’t make a move now.

Considering that Zhou Feng was only displaying his potential now, Han Ming thought that he would only pay a certain price even if he were discovered in the end.

As long as he obtained the Purple Jade Bell, whatever price he had to pay was worth it.

At that time, if the Purple Jade Bell transformed into a spiritual artifact, he could even try to get rid of the Tri-Gu Sect.

Han Ming gnashed his teeth. ‘I’ll go all out!’

Han Ming had already planned to abandon his entire clan and wait for the Purple Jade Bell to return.

Then, he would directly take his clan’s several hundred years of savings and leave.

In any case, the higher-ups of the sect had their hands full with the Voodoo Cult. This was definitely a good opportunity to leave the sect.

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‘If I want to make a move, I can only do it tonight!’

Senior Brother Mo was currently concocting a medicinal powder.

Judging from that old fellow’s attitude, he definitely wanted to pass on his mantle to Zhou Feng.

If he didn’t make a move now, then enduring humiliation all these years would be meaningless.

Moreover, he had to take advantage of the fact that Zhou Feng didn’t receive the sect’s attention to make a move.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have a chance in the future.

‘I definitely can’t let him pass the pill refinement test tomorrow!’

He didn’t dare to kill Zhou Feng directly. After all, killing someone in the Medicine Tower was too easy to expose. Still, it would be much simpler if he were to tamper with the pill cauldron.

Although Zhou Feng had succeeded on his first try and was even regarded as a future Pill Master by many people, it was only a possibility. Zhou Feng would not be a real Pill Master if he did not successfully refine a grade-1 pill.

At present, Senior Brother Mo was concocting a very ordinary powder. It did not have any special uses.

Its only use was to affect the fusion of the medicinal essence, greatly affecting the rate of pill formation.

Most importantly, this powder would disappear after being burned by the cauldron fire. It was challenging for ordinary people to discover it.

As long as that old fellow did not personally check the cauldron, those apprentices couldn’t discover it.

Senior Brother Mo would obtain the old fellow’s inheritance when Zhou Feng failed to refine the pill.

Zhou Feng had come to the Medicine Tower to stay out of the limelight, yet he might never have thought that others would ruin his plans.

‘Cultivating like this is too slow!’

It was not easy for Zhou Feng to channel his Spiritual Qi and soul power to the Demon-Devouring Gu to transform them into Demonic Qi.

After all this time, his realm had only advanced by a tiny bit.

At this point, Zhou Feng would probably need a few months to forge a Grade-8 Soul Altar.

In fact, a few months was not enough time because he still had many things to deal with.

Refining the Vital Gu, nurturing the Purple Jade Bell, transforming Demonic Qi, and cultivating the Demon-Devouring Technique… He simply had no time to deal with these f*cking matters one at a time.

At this time, the disadvantage of not having enough talent was fully displayed.

Zhou Feng had never been troubled by his own talent in the past because he had basically never encountered any bottlenecks.

His path of cultivation could be said to be smooth sailing, breaking through to the Soul Altar realm in just half a year.

Unfortunately, Zhou Feng could not continue to break through as brainlessly as before.

After reaching this step, he needed to start cultivating slowly and rely on the grinding process to grind his way up bit by bit.

‘Looks like I can’t be so idle anymore!’

Apart from cultivating slowly, Zhou Feng actually had two other methods that could rapidly increase his strength.

The first method was the passive method of continuously stacking and collecting souls. Every time he killed a cultivator, it was possible for him to collect souls.

This one soul could increase his soul power, meaning his cultivation speed would definitely increase the more he killed. And most importantly, this method didn’t have any side effects.

The second method was the Demon-Devouring Technique. This was the Bitter Bamboo Peak’s method to increase one’s cultivation quickly.

They only needed to use the Demon-Devouring Seal on someone and then use the Demon-Devouring Technique to devour that person, gaining everything of theirs. Compared to relying on Soul Harvesting, this method was much faster.

Devouring a few more people might allow the practitioner to forge a Grade-1 Soul Altar directly.

However, the disadvantages were also very obvious. The side effects were big, and the success rate was low.

When one used the Demon-Devouring Technique to devour a person, they would easily develop schizophrenia, their Spiritual Qi would clash, and their Soul Altar would be polluted.

Using the Demon-Devouring Seal to pollute a person and then devour them successfully had never been attempted before.

‘This hunting plan must be resumed! Otherwise, this slow cultivation will be too torturous!’

After thinking about it, again and again, Zhou Feng still could not bear such a slow cultivation speed.

After experiencing the rocket-like speed from before, it was hard for him to accept this slow cultivation speed.

He planned to resume the hunting plan and start with the Flying Eagle Society!

Although Zhao Wu was dead, this did not stop him from targeting Flying Eagle Society.