Night fell.
Su Zimo tidied his clothes and left the Sutra Chamber, heading towards the backyard.
Every month on this day, he would head to the red-headed ghost's place to drink a bowl of mysterious spirit water.
Under the cover of the night, the backyard of the old temple looked extremely sinister.
The red-headed ghost sat on the ground boldly, leaning against a tombstone with a bowl of spirit water in front of him – he had been waiting for a long time.
Su Zimo was already familiar with everything as he arrived before the red-headed ghost and drank the spirit water.
Suddenly, the red-headed ghost said, "You have a bow on you, right?"
"Take it out and place it there."
The red-headed ghost pointed to a tombstone not far away.
Su Zimo was puzzled. However, he took out the Moon Concealment Bow and hung it on the tombstone as instructed.
The full moon had just risen and the cold moonlight shone down, forming a beam of light that landed on the tombstone and the Moon Concealment Bow.
The bow shone brightly!
Even without the infusion of spirit energy, the spirit patterns on the bow shone with a bedazzling brilliance!
The red-headed ghost said, "This bow is a quasi-connate spirit weapon to begin with and its sixth connate spirit pattern is already formed. As long as it receives the baptism of the moonlight here, it will definitely grow into a true connate spirit weapon!"
Su Zimo nodded.
"You have a blood-red saber on you as well. Take it out as well."
"Blood Quencher?"
Su Zimo was stunned.
Blood Quencher was a perfect spirit weapon that he refined personally and was not a quasi-connate spirit weapon. Could it be …
Although Su Zimo was puzzled, he still handed Blood Quencher over.
The red-headed ghost received Blood Quencher and caressed it gently before nodding. "This saber was tempered rather well. When it was formed, it was fused with a frightening bloodline, giving it a bloodthirsty nature!"
Back then, Blood Quencher almost failed. At the final juncture, Su Zimo used his bloodline to quench it and create it.
The fact that the red-headed ghost could make a rough guess despite not witnessing it personally was proof of his sharp eyesight.
The red-headed ghost stood up and came to an empty spot not far away. Exerting strength with his backhand, he stabbed Blood Quencher into the ground, leaving only the hilt exposed.
"Red-headed ghost, what are you doing?" Su Zimo asked curiously.
The red-headed ghost said, "The experts buried here are all experts from 10,000 years ago. The bloodline underground is incomparably strong and hasn't decayed for 10,000 years, possessing immense might! If you soak the saber in it, there's a chance that it could grow into an Connate Spirit Weapon! "
Su Zimo's eyes lit up.
With that, apart from the Coiling Dragon Seal and Black Gold Arrow, he had two more connate spirit weapons – Moon Concealment Bow and Blood Quencher!
Unfortunately, just as the Mystic Gold Silk Armor was repaired, it was shattered by Xuanyu Daoren.
"Too many experts are buried in this mausoleum. Old ancestors have fallen and emperors have shed their blood. It is a place of great danger! It's fine if there's nothing going on with this saber. However, if it can truly grow into a connate spirit weapon, it'll definitely be a supreme weapon! "
The red-headed ghost glared at Blood Quencher coldly and chuckled. "Those who aren't strong enough will definitely be in trouble if they obtain this saber. You've got to be careful as well!"
At that moment, the massive amount of energy in the spirit water had already spread through Su Zimo's body.
Su Zimo assumed a lotus position and began cultivating. The Mystic Classic of the Twelve Demon Kings of the Great Wilderness reverberated through his mind.
As he breathed, rich demonic qi spewed out of his mouth and nostrils.
There were no longer any cracks on his blood-red Inner Core – it was restored to normal!
His Inner Core circulated slowly and demonic qi surged, conjuring ancient demons one after another around him.
Su Zimo was within and his eyes were tightly shut. His figure was faintly discernible and his aura was terrifying – he was like the king of all demons that had descended upon the world!
For the past five years, his Inner Core had only been able to heal because of this mysterious spirit water.
Not only that, his body had become even more frightening as well!
Although it was just a bowl of spirit water, the amount of energy it contained was enough for Su Zimo to absorb for an entire month!
If he continued cultivating, his Inner Core would definitely be at greater mastery in another 15 years. In fact, he might even be able to cultivate it to perfected realm!
"What sort of spirit water is this? How can it possess such power?"
For the past five years, Su Zimo had browsed through many ancient books in the Sutra Chamber. However, he did not see any records that matched the description.
During this period of time, he had asked the red-headed ghost that question more than once.
Each time, the red-headed ghost would have a strange expression and stare at him with a malicious smile without saying anything.
Thereafter, Su Zimo did not ask anymore.
The night gradually darkened and the full moon hung high in the sky.
The red-headed ghost glared at Su Zimo's figure with a look of envy in the depths of his eyes.
"This cultivation technique is truly terrifying!"
The red-headed ghost lamented internally.
It was an undeniable fact that humans were born weak.
However, this cultivation technique of the demon race was able to cultivate a mortal body to such a frightening extent!
In his vision, each time Su Zimo breathed, his flesh and blood would squirm imperceptibly. His tendons would tremble slightly, his bones would tremble and his blood marrow would flow noisily. His seven orifices would shine with a bedazzling divine light that was even brighter than the stars!
Each time he breathed, his flesh, tendons, bones, skin, organs, orifices and blood were refined!
The red-headed ghost's gaze landed on Su Zimo's exposed skin.
As his cultivation deepened, the surface of Su Zimo's skin seemed to have turned rougher.
Upon closer inspection, one could vaguely see diamond-shaped marks on the surface of his skin that were intertwined, arranged neatly and tightly!
However, the marks were not obvious and even Su Zimo himself did not notice them.
When he saw those marks, the red-headed ghost was delighted and could not conceal the joy in his eyes.
Before long, the night passed.
When the first glimmer of light appeared on the horizon, Su Zimo took a deep breath of air and the demonic qi that surged around him surged into his body.
In the blink of an eye, it vanished without a trace.
Su Zimo opened his eyes and a demonic glint flashed through them.
The red-headed ghost asked in a seemingly casual manner, "You've devoured something from Dragons in the past, right?"
Su Zimo was shocked.
His first reaction was to think of the gigantic dragon egg.
Su Zimo said in a deep voice, "Yes … back in the Human Emperor's Palace, in order to cultivate the cultivation technique left behind by the Human Emperor, I consumed an elixir made from the flesh of Dragons."
"Only a single elixir?" The red-headed ghost raised his brow.
After thinking for a moment, Su Zimo realized that there was nothing to hide and said, "I even consumed half a dragon egg in a primordial ruin previously."
Suddenly, a glint shone in the red-headed ghost's eyes before disappearing swiftly.
"Hehe, you've got guts."
The red-headed ghost said with a fake smile with a playful tone.
Sensing that something was amiss, Su Zimo frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, I was just asking."
The red-headed ghost waved it off with an indifferent expression.
Su Zimo could not tell anything from the red-headed ghost's face and patted his body, preparing to leave.
"Don't be hasty, don't be hasty."
Right then, the red-headed ghost gestured for Su Zimo to sit down and said with a smile, "Today, I'll teach you something."
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