For the next two days, Han Shuo stayed in the cemetery of death. Han Shuo sat cross legged amidst the white bones, the Demonslayer Edge floating in front of his chest. Bolts of blazing lightning curled around the Demonslayer Edge.
Han Shuo held his breath and stared calmly at the Demonslayer Edge. From time to time, he would send out beams of demonic fire from his hands, or bite his finger and drip a few drops of blood essence into the Demonslayer Edge. He would slowly use the demon infant in his heart to guide the magical yuan, nourishing the Demonslayer Edge over and over again.
Han Shuo held some rare metal ores in his left and right hands. Two balls of blazing red flames submerged the center of Han Shuo's palms. The scorching demonic fire carried a terrifyingly high temperature and slowly melted the incomparably hard metal ores, turning them into a multicolored liquid that fell into the Demonslayer Edge floating in front of his chest.
Before Han Shuo formed the demon infant, he didn't have the ability to refine demonic treasures. Therefore, the basic shape of the Demonslayer Edge had been requested from the famed dwarven craftsmen. The dwarves had mixed the sharpest metals into the Demonslayer Edge according to Han Shuo's wishes. It took a few days and nights to complete the Demonslayer Edge.
Reality proved that the Demonslayer Edge that Han Shuo had spent a huge amount of money and the dwarves had painstakingly forged was indeed incomparably sharp. Ordinary metal weapons would definitely break into two pieces when cut by the Demonslayer Edge.
However, a true demonic treasure wasn't just enough to be sharp. It also needed some special effects to be considered a treasure.
The Demonslayer Edge was a great weapon in Chu Canglan's memories. After it was truly refined, a demonic cultivator in the bloodlust realm would be able to unleash its extraordinary effects when using it. The word "slayer" in the Demonslayer Edge indicated that its effects were inseparable from slaughter.
This was indeed the case. When the Demonslayer Edge was successfully refined and a demonic cultivator in the bloodthirsty realm used the Demonslayer Edge to kill, the murderous aura that naturally surrounded the demonic cultivator would absorb the fear and resentment of the dead. If the demonic cultivator had the Demonslayer Edge in their hands at this time, the Demonslayer Edge would be able to absorb the fear and resentment of the deceased and store them all within the Demonslayer Edge.
When the Demonslayer Edge absorbed enough of this strange energy, the fear and resentment would naturally form a demonic soul within the Demonslayer Edge, turning it into a peerless weapon with its own consciousness.
As the wielder killed more and more people, the Demonslayer Edge would absorb more and more negative energy. When the demonic soul finally formed, the wielder could use the Demonslayer Edge, this peerless weapon, to battle with others. Just the enormous amount of killing intent within the Demonslayer Edge alone would be enough to cause others to lose their mind, and the demonic soul within the Demonslayer Edge would destroy all their confidence.
Apart from that, when the Demonslayer Edge became a great weapon and possessed a demonic soul of its own, it would also possess some other inconceivable uses. It could even be used to refine Han Shuo's avatar, which would be able to continuously evolve like Han Shuo's main body and grasp even more terrifying power.
However, in order for such a powerful weapon to take shape, the number of strange materials required exceeded Han Shuo's imagination. Apart from the various strange metals that the dwarves had mixed in at the beginning, Han Shuo was currently continuously fusing even more rare materials into the Demonslayer Edge, using his magical yuan and the demon infant to refine it bit by bit, infusing even more of his blood essence into the Demonslayer Edge, ensuring that it could take shape as quickly as possible.
The process of refining the Demonslayer Edge wasn't something that could be done in one go. It was a process of slowly fusing with itself, using magical yuan and the demon infant's blood essence to refine the Demonslayer Edge bit by bit. It definitely wouldn't take a day or two.
In these two days, Han Shuo was only slowly fusing the materials that the Demonslayer Edge required, then using his magical yuan, demon infant, and blood essence to slowly establish a more intimate connection with the Demonslayer Edge bit by bit, building the foundation of the Demonslayer Edge.
In this way, when the Demonslayer Edge wasn't out, it could transform into a rice-sized ball and hide within Han Shuo's blood essence that was nourishing the demon infant, continuing to provide it with the energy it needed to refine the Demonslayer Edge. When Han Shuo was attacking and killing, the Demonslayer Edge could instantly escape and instinctively absorb the energy of the dead while Han Shuo was killing.
Until one day, when the Demonslayer Edge had absorbed enough energy from the dead and formed a demonic soul within its handle, it would truly take shape and become a peerless weapon, a terrifying demonic treasure.
Two days passed in the blink of an eye. When Han Shuo hid the Demonslayer Edge within his body and slowly adjusted his breathing to recover his vitality, he discovered traces of Gilbert's return through the three yin demons' observation.
Returning to his senses from his cross-legged position, Han Shuo stood up and took out the Eye of Darkness to help Gilbert open the boundary. When Gilbert came in, Han Shuo discovered that Gilbert was sparkling with divine light, his face full of lewd laughter.
"What's wrong? Look at how you're smiling! With your flying speed, two days and one night should be enough for you to return to the cemetery of death. Why are you taking so long? "Han Shuo questioned as he stared at Gilbert in astonishment.
"Heh heh, I'm just a bit late, it doesn't matter. Anyway, I've already safely sent Miss Phoebe to Zajoski City, you can rest assured! "Gilbert's smile was indescribably lewd, making Han Shuo feel uncomfortable.
Looking suspiciously at the dark dragon, a thought suddenly leapt into Han Shuo's mind when he discovered that the dark dragon's lewd smile was a bit fatigued. Han Shuo couldn't help but exclaim, "You didn't take advantage of the situation to spend money on prostitutes in Zajoski City, did you?"
Gilbert wasn't the least bit embarrassed when he heard these words. He nodded with a lewd laugh and said, "Honored master, you're really smart. My grandfather was right, the taste of women is really wonderful. Those two chicks were really flirtatious, they kept tormenting me for an entire night. That's why I was delayed."
As expected, the dark dragon race was famous for their lewdness. Just like the Forest Troll's instinct to pillage, lust was also an instinct of the dark dragon race. This was a deeply rooted racial trait that no one could change.
Han Shuo could understand the dark dragon's actions, but he was a bit surprised to see the dark dragon's fatigued appearance. "It's said that you dark dragons are famous for your tyrannical strength in this aspect. Could it be that two women in one night have made you so tired?"
"Honored master, this is the first time I've done two women for a long time in one night, and I've even flown all the way back. Isn't this battle record impressive enough? It's said that human men are very weak in this area. They definitely can't have such a powerful battle record as mine. "Gilbert puffed out his chest and said proudly.
Shaking his head in disdain, Han Shuo said, "If it were me, I could do it for as long as I wanted. Not only would my body be fine, it would even be stronger!"
"Tch, you keep bragging! Although you're very strong, master, you're still a human. Humans definitely can't compare to our dark dragon race in this area! " Gilbert first said disdainfully to Han Shuo, and then proudly affirmed it. It seemed that in his mind, this concept was deeply ingrained and absolutely could not be changed easily.
Han Shuo's words weren't empty. With his bloodthirsty demonic cultivation level, coupled with some evil demonic arts, he could indeed remain standing. He could even use demonic arts to harvest yin and replenish his yang to replenish his own vital energy. In this way, not only would he not harm himself at all, but he could also improve his strength through sex. It was very magical.
Some demonic secret techniques were divided into collecting yin to replenish yang, collecting yang to replenish yin. There was also a kind of double cultivation method called Delightful Zen, which was beneficial to both parties.
These demonic secret techniques were fully understood by Han Shuo after he obtained all of Chu Canglan's memories. Before today, Han Shuo didn't pay much attention to them. Now, because of the matter with Gilbert, he suddenly remembered that perhaps he could use Delightful Zen's double cultivation method to bring benefits to both parties when he dual cultivated with Emily.
Therefore, when he thought of those evil secret techniques, Han Shuo fell into a short period of silence. He carefully recalled those secret techniques in his mind and slowly considered the possibilities. Some of these secret techniques didn't require a practitioner's inner yuan or demonic yuan. They only needed to grasp some special techniques and train one's body to achieve that goal.
There were also a few more powerful ones that required the activation of both inner yuan and demonic yuan. However, only a little bit of inner yuan and demonic yuan was required to successfully deploy them, achieving the miraculous effect of replenishing one's yin and replenishing one's yin.
"Lecherous dragon, tell me honestly. If you frequently do this kind of thing, with your dark dragon race's body, won't it cause harm to your body?" Han Shuo suddenly said to Gilbert after thinking for a while.
"Of course, no matter what race, if this kind of thing is excessively carried out, it will cause harm to the body. Us dark dragons are no exception. Especially when we need to evolve, we must put an end to this kind of thing. Otherwise, the damage to the body will be even greater.
However, for us dark dragons, this is our nature and it is very difficult to control. There are often some dark dragons who can't control themselves and indulge in the process of evolution. Not only will they fail to evolve, but their rank will also drop. This is not strange. "Dark dragon Gilbert answered Han Shuo's question honestly.
Creatures like giant dragons were the most powerful super rank magical beasts among magical beasts. However, there was also a strict division of ranks among super rank magical beasts due to the difference in strength. In general, super rank magical beasts were divided into five ranks, which was completely opposite to the division of ordinary magical beasts. The strongest super rank magical beasts were rank five, and those that were just born were rank one.
For example, dark dragon Gilbert hadn't evolved even once. He was still a rank one magical beast when he was just born, and belonged to the lowest rank among super rank magical beasts. He only possessed some of the innate characteristics and offensive abilities of his race.
"Heh heh, little lecherous dragon, oh little lecherous dragon. You've been with me for so long, but master has never given you anything good. This time, I'll make it up to you in one go. I'll teach you a miraculous martial technique so that you won't have to worry about the consequences in the future. Not only will your body not be weak in the slightest when you visit prostitutes, your strength will also grow stronger and stronger. It won't matter even when you evolve! "Han Shuo looked at the black dragon and laughed strangely.
"I don't believe it. How can there be such a mysterious martial technique in this world? This is absolutely not true, don't try to lie to me!" Dark dragon Gilbert obviously didn't believe Han Shuo's words and shook his head nonchalantly.
"You'll definitely believe it!" Han Shuo walked towards Gilbert and placed his hand on his shoulder. A stream of magical yuan flowed along Gilbert's body and slowly flowed towards his lower abdomen.
"What, what is this?!" Dark dragon Gilbert jumped in fright and said in shock, "Why does it feel like a small snake has drilled into my body?!"
"Stay still and don't move. Master is inspecting the structure of your body!" Han Shuo shouted softly and stopped Gilbert's strange movements.
The stream of magical yuan then followed Han Shuo's thoughts and traveled once around Gilbert's lower abdomen. He discovered that the structure of dark dragon Gilbert's transformed body was indeed a bit different from his own. After thinking for a moment, Han Shuo carefully recalled a secret method of harvesting yin to replenish yang and tried to move it around Gilbert's body.
After half an hour, Han Shuo dripped a drop of blood essence into Gilbert's body, lifted his clothes, and dropped it into dark dragon Gilbert's navel. He then shouted in a low voice, "Try to control the snake according to its trajectory and slowly guide it into your navel. As long as you can do it, you will be able to use this mysterious martial technique in the future."
After saying this, Han Shuo released his hand from dark dragon Gilbert's shoulder and looked at dark dragon Gilbert with sparkling eyes. He watched as sweat beaded on his forehead and nervously followed Han Shuo's instructions with a face full of fear and trepidation. However, he still couldn't grasp the essence of the technique.
At this time, Han Shuo had no way to guide him. He had to grasp the knack of the technique himself so that he could use it proficiently in the future. The drops of blood essence that entered his navel were like a seed that could turn the tides of the universe. They could provide a hiding place for the magical yuan Han Shuo injected, allowing him to successfully execute the secret method of harvesting yin to replenish yang.
Han Shuo had already done everything that could be done for him. However, the structure of his body was different from that of humans after all. Whether or not he could succeed would depend on his own luck. Although it should be possible in theory, Han Shuo wasn't confident in himself and sized him up with some apprehension.
After a while, dark dragon Gilbert looked at Han Shuo in a fluster and shouted anxiously, "Alright, it's in. I did it. The little snake has returned to my navel."
Overjoyed, Han Shuo hurriedly asked, "Then how does your body feel right now?"
"I'm hard, I'm hard, very very hard!" A small tent was propped up under Gilbert's body. He looked down at his lower body, not knowing what to do. He spoke frantically.
"Hard is good, hard is good, haha!" Han Shuo laughed heartily and said proudly, "Very good, perverted dragon, you've succeeded!"
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