FVN Chapter 5 Demonic Aura
Chapter 5 Demonic Aura
Green ivy is exceptionally gifted, and a spider takes the lead.
The other six, after some effort, were still confused, only knowing that the spring water had become more comfortable.
Lu Changgeng was very patient and guided her three more times. Qingman entered first, followed by Lanqi, and then her eldest sister Chixiao.
In the end, only Ziying was still foolishly spinning around in the water, seemingly unable to find that feeling.
He wasn't in a hurry. He refined the magic technique, making it even finer and gentler, and slowly guided it with spring water, wrapping it up strand by strand around the smallest spider.
After about half an hour, Ziying suddenly quieted down and lay motionless in the shallow water.
As the spring water flowed over it, a trace of spiritual energy finally appeared within the little creature's body. Though it was as thin as a spider's thread, it was indeed the beginning of its journey.
Overnight, all seven spiders successfully sensed the Qi.
Lu Changgeng breathed a sigh of relief; his talent was only slightly inferior to his.
Of course, back then it was a celestial fairy who pursued him; their strength was worlds apart from his current abilities, incomparable.
The sun and moon revolve, and the seasons change from cold to hot.
Lu Changgeng's days returned to normal: during the day he would watch the seven little spiders practice their skills in the spring, and at night he would use the moonlight to impart his cultivation insights to them.
He broke down the "Celestial Immortal Manual" into 360 sections, teaching only one section each month.
These spiders are too weak; we can't rush them.
As for when to let them know that there is a "senior brother" secretly imparting knowledge, he plans to wait until the first one has focused its mind before saying so.
When their souls are strong enough to withstand divine communication, they will be able to explain the cause and effect clearly.
Fifty years have passed in the blink of an eye.
For ordinary people, fifty years is more than half a lifetime.
For Lu Changgeng, it was nothing more than taking fifty naps.
No, he couldn't even take a nap; he just stared at the world for fifty years.
The changes over fifty years are neither huge nor small.
The area within ten miles of Zhuogou Spring has been completely transformed. The spiritual energy released when the seven spiders were cultivating the "Celestial Immortal Technique" has nourished the surrounding vegetation. The pines and cypresses have grown several feet taller, the mountain flowers are more vibrant than elsewhere, and the wild fruits are larger and sweeter, turning the area into a small blessed land.
The seven spiders hadn't grown much; they were still the size of fists, completely black, but the patterns on their backs had changed. The originally eerie and twisted patterns gradually smoothed out, making them look less frightening.
The one with the highest level is Green Ivy, who has reached the peak of the Refinement stage and is only one step away from Concentrating the Spirit.
For most of the past fifty years, it has been floating on the spring, and its cultivation level has increased the fastest. Lu Changgeng had to admit that there really is such a thing as "winning by doing nothing" in this world.
Next is the red silk, which has been fully refined.
Orange and Green silk are high-level chain-like forms, Yellow silk and Blue silk are mid-level chain-like forms, and even the smallest Purple Silk has just reached the mid-level.
If this were outside, a spider demon who had cultivated for fifty years could reach this level, which would be enough to shock everyone.
Even if a mountain spirit cultivates for fifty years and can achieve perfect Qi perception, it's considered a great achievement; as for refining its form, that's out of the question.
The Cleansing Spring is a spiritual spring of heaven and earth transformed from the Golden Crow, containing the true fire energy of the sun. It is tempered day and night with its rich spiritual spring water. Furthermore, Lu Changgeng secretly guides the cultivation of the immortals' true methods through the spring water, making the cultivation speed more than ten times faster than outside.
However, he himself was having a harder time.
Still at the peak of the Concentration Realm, half a step towards Transformation.
For fifty years, he had been practicing the "Celestial Immortal Technique" without stopping, but without female cultivators bathing him, he could not receive any nourishment. He relied entirely on his own cultivation, and his magical power grew as slowly as an old ox pulling a cart.
Deep within the spring, in an inconspicuous spot, a small, golden clump of something condensed, resembling the nascent form of a demon core. However, it was just one step away from solidifying and wouldn't solidify.
He feels like he has a thorn stuck in his throat, he can't swallow it or spit it out, and he's in a lot of discomfort.
Sometimes, when the night is still and quiet, Lu Changgeng looks at the starry sky and thinks of the seven fairies.
More than fifty years have passed, and they have truly never returned, just as the original story states.
He could only wait until the little spiders transformed into human form before his cleansing spring would truly have any hope.
However, during this time, something else happened that made Lu Changgeng wary.
That day, a short, white-haired old woman wearing a coarse cloth skirt suddenly emerged from the soil by the spring. She walked around the spring for a while, seemingly observing the seven spiders, and muttered something under her breath.
Lu Changgeng recognized her at a glance as the Earth Goddess of Pansiling. He immediately and carefully concealed his divine sense, using only the spring water to perceive her every move. Therefore, he did not hear what the Earth Goddess was saying.
Lu Changgeng only dared to show his face after she had turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared for a while.
He didn't know why the local earth goddess came to him, or what she did after she disappeared.
Lu Changgeng was worried for a long time, fearing that the local earth goddess would report the matter to the Heavenly Court.
However, he soon realized that nothing was wrong and came to terms with it. Even if he had been discovered, his existence or not would not affect the overall situation at the moment. At most, he was just a spring spirit, and the higher-ups should not pay attention to him.
Back then, that monkey had extraordinary abilities, causing havoc in the Dragon Palace and the Underworld, and gathering seventy-two demon kings under his command before the Heavenly Court truly took notice of him.
Thinking about it this way, Lu Changgeng felt much more at ease.
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At noon that day, the sunlight was just right.
As usual, Lu Changgeng circulated the "Celestial Immortal Technique" deep within the spring, attempting to break through that bottleneck.
On the surface of the spring, Chixiao and Chengying were sparring, their eight legs splashing water as they fought back and forth.
The yellow silk was sinking to the bottom of the water, drawing characters with its legs, while the green ivy floated on its back, emanating spiritual energy, clearly focused on cultivating its magic technique.
Qingman lay on the rocks by the shore, basking in the sun, while Lanqi ran laps around the spring, her energy seemingly boundless.
Only Zi Ying was not there.
Lu Changgeng didn't pay much attention at first. Although Ziying was timid, she had become familiar with the area over the past fifty years and would occasionally run out for a stroll on her own.
This mountain was enveloped by his divine sense, and nothing within twenty miles could escape his notice.
But as the sun began to set, Ziying still hadn't returned.
Just as Lu Changgeng was about to use his divine sense to search for it, he suddenly sensed a strong fluctuation of demonic energy coming from twenty miles away.
That demonic aura was violent and ferocious, cutting through the mountains and forests like a knife, and the divine sense he casually released was directly shattered.
Immediately afterwards, a faint whimpering sound traveled back along the earth's veins.
It was Zi Ying's cry, filled with panic and fear.
Lu Changgeng's heart sank.
The six spiders in the spring stopped moving at the same time; they had also sensed that their blood-related sisters were in danger.
Chixiao was the first to rush ashore, her eight legs taut and straight, the patterns on her back gleaming faintly.
Cheng Ying followed closely behind, making a low hissing sound.
The yellow silk rose from the bottom of the water, and the patterns on her back, which were usually quiet, were now shimmering with a faint halo.
……
Lu Changgeng remained calm as he analyzed the intensity of the demonic energy.
It is at least at the advanced stage of the Concentration Realm, or even possibly at the peak of the Concentration Realm.
Six spiderlings in their metamorphic stage were nothing more than food for others.
"They're all staying in the spring."
A whisper resounded in the minds of the six spiders, who all froze.