Cultivation: Start From Simplifying Martial Arts Techniques

Chapter 850: Demon Slaying Body

Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Fallen Leaves Mountain, a figure appeared in mid-air.

Chen Fei looked down, swiftly moving to the front of the lake.

Spatial folds enveloped, and Chen Fei vanished without a trace.

After exchanging the spiritual treasure in hand and the top-grade elemental stone for the Myriad Bamboo, and refining all of the Myriad Bamboo into Myriad Clones, Chen Fei returned here.

Before the spatial grid, Chen Fei sensed the situation within.

After a month’s interval, the void in the spatial grid had not changed much, still fluctuating like tides, sometimes closer, sometimes farther.

Chen Fei formed seals with both hands, starting to operate the Six Desires Demonic Separation technique.

Having practiced this technique for over a month, Chen Fei had already grasped its essentials.

Once started, there was no turning back, but Chen Fei was quite confident about it.

The surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth trembled slightly, and Chen Fei¹ s soul suddenly split into one part, slowly drifting out.

Chen Fei¹ s face turned slightly pale. If the Demonic Body were to perish midway through cultivation, it would also harm his main body.

At least this split part of the soul, in the normal Mountain Sea Realm, was not easy to repair.

Only by devouring the Demonic Body can the injuries to the soul disappear. At that time, not only will it be simple to advance further, but even the simplest thing.

For Chen Fei, there’s no need to wait until the Demonic Body is devoured to recover.

The power of innate talent and the Dream Entry Technique covered Chen Fei’s soul, and the injured soul began to slowly recover. This recovery would gradually accelerate over time.

Ahead of Chen Fei, a figure condensed, and Chen Fei’s split soul directly merged into it.

*Buzz!*

Ripples appeared in the figure ahead, and a pair of eerie eyes opened.

The appearance was identical, and the memories were exact, but the difference lay in their personalities, thus their auras were vastly different.

The Six Desires Demonic Separation technique imprints the desires of the main body onto the Demonic Body, magnifying them several times.

If the main body still has reason and moral boundaries, the Demonic Body truly becomes unrestrained.

“By daring to cultivate such a technique, I don’t know if I should say you’re brave or foolish!” The Demonic Body looked at Chen Fei’s main body and grinned.

Because when Chen Fei separated, he had previously shielded the existence of the interface, in the memory of the demonic form, Chen Fei’s talent was unparalleled throughout history.

With such talent, such insight, even with the threat of the Black Divine, the Six Desires Demonic Separation wasn’t a necessary choice.

If truly afraid of the Black Divine breaking through to the Fifth-Tier, one could simply leave through the current spatial channel.

But once one embarked on the path of cultivating the Six Desires Demonic Separation, there was truly no turning back.

“If I’m going to do this, I’ll aim to be the strongest. Does that answer satisfy you?” Chen Fei chuckled softly.

Seeing someone identical to himself, engaging in conversation, was somewhat novel.

This was different from a clone; a clone offered merely another perspective. A Demonic Body, however, was truly another individual, possessing the same memories and similar traits.

“Hahaha, the strongest, good! Once I consume you, I will become the strongest!” The Demonic Body laughed loudly, then turned and strode toward the spatial channel.

Chen Fei took a few steps forward. In the moment the Demonic Body disappeared into the spatial channel, he used his innate teleportation ability to send it directly to the opposite plane.

In an instant, crossing through the space in between.

His innate teleportation ability had reached its limit.

As for why he sent the Demonic Body to another plane, it was because Chen Fei wanted to understand the specific situation there and, incidentally, allow the Demonic Body to gather more resources.

According to the information Chen Fei gleaned from Ye Zhaoyu’s memories, the opposite plane was only slightly stronger than the Boundless Sea, capable of reaching the pinnacle of the Sun Moon Realm at best.

Compared to the Boundless Sea before its decline, the difference was negligible.

Therefore, it wasn’t a higher-order plane like where the Black Divine or the monsters near the altar resided.

However, being able to produce cultivators at the pinnacle of the Sun Moon Realm meant that the resources in the opposite plane were naturally abundant to the extreme.

Allowing the Demonic Body to wreak havoc in the Boundless Sea could easily cause problems. However, sending the Demonic Body to the opposite plane was something Chen Fei didn’t need to worry about.

Even if this Demonic Body were lost, Chen Fei could simply condense another one later.

Chen Fei estimated that with one part of his soul, he could fully recover within a few days at most, without causing any adverse effects.

In a secluded canyon,

A figure slowly emerged—it was the Demonic Body of Chen Fei, who had come from the Boundless Sea.

The Demonic Body Chen Fei glanced around. This was a mountainous area, and it was rare that Ye Zhaoyu could find this place and fortuitously arrive in the Middle Continent.

Taking a deep breath, the Demonic Body Chen Fei sensed the rich elemental energy between heaven and earth. Compared to the Boundless Sea, it was indeed a bit richer and more vibrant.

Thinking of the confident expression on his main body’s face just now, a cold smile appeared on the Demonic Body’s face, followed by a punch.

Extreme Mountain Fist!

Since learning his first set of techniques, the Demonic Body of Chen Fei had practiced various body-refining techniques over and over again.

The surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth trembled slightly, flowing slowly into the body of the Demonic Body Chen Fei.

Just separated, the Demonic Body had no strength at all, barely different from an ordinary person.

But the perspective and insight of the Mountain Sea Realm destined it to be completely different from an ordinary person.

The Demonic Body Chen Fei possessed a pile of Great Completion level techniques. With just some time, he could easily elevate his own realm.

As for asking the main body to help elevate his realm, the Demonic Body dared not do such a thing. If there were any hidden traps left inside the body, triggered at the last moment, wouldn’t that be courting death?

An hour passed, and the Demonic Body Chen Fei had already changed dozens of sets of techniques.

And his cultivation realm had also risen from an ordinary person to the Visceral Tempering realm.

As long as the methods were correct and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was sufficient, the amount of energy needed to temper the body was simply not worth mentioning to the Demonic Body Chen Fei.

“The closest place from here is Hundred Horn City. Let’s start from there!”

The Demonic Body Chen Fei halted his fist and hurried towards Hundred Horn City, several hundred miles away.

In the wilderness, his figure blurred into afterimages, racing along the road.

The techniques Chen Fei’s main body had originally learned were vast and varied. Therefore, when displayed by the Demonic Body Chen Fei now, they were executed with exquisite precision.

With the ample time spent mastering these techniques, unless encountering a catastrophic disaster, the Demonic Body rarely faced premature demise, thanks to these myriad Great Completion level techniques.

When he was less than a hundred miles from Hundred Horn City, the Demonic Body suddenly stopped, listening intently. In the next moment, his figure flickered and disappeared from the spot.

After a moment, the Demonic Body Chen Fei appeared on top of a boulder, looking down with interest.

Below, a group of bandits was raiding a merchant caravan, the battle nearing its end. Only a few female members of the caravan remained, trembling on the ground.

Ren Shitai withdrew his blade from a man’s abdomen when he suddenly sensed something amiss. He turned to look into the distance and spotted a figure standing there, seemingly observing the scene as if watching a play.

The bandits, noticing their leader’s reaction, turned their heads and also saw the figure in the distance.

“This friend, Xuanhe Gang handles matters here. Don’t meddle!” Ren Shitai’s figure flickered as he stepped forward, staring at the Demonic Body Chen Fei and shouted loudly.

Ren Shitai sensed that the person in front of him was at the Visceral Tempering realm, and besides himself, there were two others in his team at the same level.

If this person didn’t know what was good for him, they would all be dealt with together!

Xuanhe Gang, within a few hundred miles around Hundred Horn City, was one of the few major gangs. Among them, there were dozens of practitioners at the Visceral Tempering realm, and even higher-level experts at the Aperture Tempering realm.

Therefore, although Xuanhe Gang often disguised themselves as bandits and conducted robberies on the roads, as long as they didn’t go too far, most people in Hundred Horn City would turn a blind eye.

Xue Jiaoru heard the voice and cautiously looked towards the distance, her eyes filled with hope.

If captured by these people and played with, and if she didn’t die, she would likely be sold to a brothel.

Not only would she be unable to avenge her grievance, but she would also be trapped in an irreversible calamity.

“Sir, please save us!” Xue Jiaoru suddenly shouted loudly.

“Call me ‘hero’!” A nearby bandit slapped Xue Jiaoru across the face, knocking her to the ground.

Another bandit grabbed Xue Jiaoru’s clothes and was about to strip her right then and there.

“You were threatening me just now.”

The Demonic Body Chen Fei grinned, his figure moving slightly as he appeared in front of Ren Shitai.

Ren Shitai’s expression changed drastically as he saw the figure suddenly appear before him. He had never seen such speed and agility in a Visceral Tempering realm martial artist before.

Ren Shitai was about to swing the blade in his hand when he felt a sudden emptiness in his chest. Instinctively, he looked down and realized that a large hole had opened in his chest at some point.

All strength left his body in an instant. Ren Shitai staggered and collapsed to the side.

“Captain Ren!”

“Kill him!”

The other bandits, seeing Ren Shitai fall, showed expressions of shock. But years of experience as bandits told them that running at this moment would only lead to quicker death.

Instead, fighting desperately might save themselves.

The enemy was not an Aperture Tempering realm expert. With their numbers, they could play a crucial role.

The Demonic Body Chen Fei looked at the approaching bandits, his smile growing broader on his face. His figure turned into afterimages as he moved, not retreating but advancing straight into the fray.

With a Mountain Sea Realm soul, Great Completion level body-refining techniques, and control over the Visceral Tempering realm physique, facing enemies at the Aperture Tempering realm level meant nothing less than a massacre.

Within moments, the cacophony of shouts and clashes that had filled the scene began to diminish, then faded away entirely.

The demonic form of Chen Fei held a bandit’s head in one hand, lifting it into the air. The bandit trembled violently, eyes pleading for mercy.

Chen Fei’s demonic form chuckled softly, then with a sudden motion, his palm exerted force. The bandit’s head shattered instantly. Frozen in fear, the bandit’s body, which had been trembling uncontrollably, stiffened and then lay still.

Tossing the body aside, Chen Fei had not a trace of blood on him despite the many killings. Even the hand that had just taken a life was immaculately clean.

Every ounce of strength from the Body Tempering realm had been wielded with precision by Chen Fei’s demonic form.

Not a feather added, not a fly landed!

“Thank you, sir! Thank you!”

Xue Jiaoru and the other women crawled up to Chen Fei’s demonic form, bowing their heads in earnest gratitude.

“Mere words of thanks, what good are they?”

Chen Fei’s demonic form bent down, lifting Xue Jiaoru’s chin with his hand.

A day later, a carriage entered Hundred Horn City.

At night, in a courtyard, Xue Jiaoru and the other women timidly approached the room of Chen Fei’s demonic form.

Before they could even knock, the door swung open on its own, and the women felt a force pulling them involuntarily into the room.

Bang!

The door closed automatically behind them.

“Sir, the lamp is still lit.”

“Why should it be extinguished?”