Creating Demonic Cultivation Techniques against Non-human Races-Chapter 223: Innovating a New Cultivation Technique, Ninth Grade Cultivation, Depths of the Ten Thousand Races, Dragon Race Second Prince

Chapter 223: Chapter 223: Innovating a New Cultivation Technique, Ninth Grade Cultivation, Depths of the Ten Thousand Races, Dragon Race Second Prince

Inside Villa Number One, Lin Ping’an remained utterly calm, fully aware of every change within the academy. He sensed the departure of several individuals within his spiritual perception.

Women would only delay his path to the Martial Arts Peak.

Lin Ping’an looked down on those romantic entanglements; to him, they were nothing but mere illusions.

His thoughts shifted, continuing his cultivation at the Ninth Grade Stage.

At this stage, besides cultivating Qi Blood, one needed to perceive the existence of roads.

Simply put, it’s the cultivation of the Power of Rules.

For example, roads of strength, speed, defense, wind, rain, thunder, electricity... different rules.

The higher the mastery, the stronger the exerted power, potentially leading to varying degrees of amplification.

Basic Qi Blood of one million, through rule amplification, explodes into attacks with a strength of two million Qi Blood.

Moving speed of ten times the sound speed, through rule amplification, bursts into speeds of twenty times, thirty times, even hundreds of times the sound speed.

Additionally, increasing the upper limit of Qi Blood requires cultivating to expand the scope of the Little World within the body.

The larger the overall volume, the more Qi Blood or Power of Heaven and Earth, Power of Rules can be stored.

It’s akin to an internal storage space within the body.

Regarding this, Lin Ping’an also discovered that by using the Earth Level Technique "Heaven-Swallowing Demon Technique," he could rapidly devour Exotic Beast corpses placed inside the Little World to increase its size.

Now, aside from creating techniques, he just needed to keep hunting Exotic Beasts and shove them into the Little World to be devoured, thereby increasing his strength.

However, it could only increase talent, not advance the mastery of each power of rules.

This discovery also dispelled Lin Ping’an’s initial plan to rely solely on himself to crazily slaughter Beast Kings.

If one does not aim for perfect advancement or lacks great ambition, this method suffices.

But from the very beginning, Lin Ping’an has been moving towards the most extreme and perfect direction, and he absolutely would not advance carelessly.

Ever since he learned about rule cultivation, he has planned to follow the path of being All-Knowing and All-Powerful.

Lin Ping’an wants to master every rule, to hold them in his grasp.

A child’s choice is to select, while an adult’s is to want them all.

Embrace all three thousand avenues in hand.

Moreover, he possesses the conditions that might very likely accomplish this unprecedented and unparalleled miracle.

Regarding this, Lin Ping’an has long had thoughts on how to quickly enhance the mastery of powers of rules.

At this moment, the new technique in creation is intended to resolve this problem.

Within the Creation Space, hundreds of identical consciousness bodies of Lin Ping’an are continually perfecting the technique.

With increased cultivation, the creation speed has also accelerated.

One consciousness body researching the technique is too slow, so he divides into ten, dozens, even a hundred to work.

The more divided, the faster the progress speeds up.

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Meanwhile, the Civilization Value originally surged to 3.2 million from slaughtering over fifty Beast Kings, but it is swiftly declining.

This time, the technique created by Lin Ping’an is not simple, arguably the foundation for attaining the path.

Thus, even though the Martial Arts Knowledge base has greatly increased recently, the consumption speed of Civilization Value hasn’t slowed at all.

One day... two days... three days...

Lin Ping’an re-entered a secluded state, intensely focused on creation...

On the other hand, the external world was undergoing vigorous reforms, in stark contrast to the tranquility here.

Over a thousand social Martial Arts Universities began a fervent enrollment registration.

Five hundred newly-added academies have also excited high school students.

Previously without chances to enter Martial Arts University, students now have more opportunities and choices thanks to the additions, causing them to compete eagerly.

Anyone with keen eyes could see that everyone’s ambition is like a dragon, and cultivating martial arts is the future trend.

Long ago, those without talent found no entrance, but now the "Painful Demon Body" has lowered the threshold, pulling many back to a level at the Lower Third Grades.

Talent speculation no longer dominates, allowing many determined yet less talented individuals to emerge.

For a time, screams could be heard from various cities and families.

Even if one did not want to cultivate, parents would compel them to.

The discussion regarding the number of daily cultivation practices with the "Painful Demon Body" also began intensely.

After all, apart from being painful during cultivation, it hasn’t shown any other side effects.

Besides this, major forces inexplicably quieted down.

The continuous celestial phenomena, weeping heavens, constantly reminded them to keep a low profile.

Countless Beast Kings have perished, and who knows if one day they might also be silently wiped out?

Whether the unknown strong entity is part of the Human Race or Ten Thousand Races is unknown,

Whether they will appear in the Human Realm is equally uncertain.

This feeling is like the Sword of Damocles perpetually hanging overhead, ready to drop at any moment.

For this reason, all major Noble Families started to retract and also ordered their spoiled youths not to cause trouble.

Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races core area.

Atop a Divine Mountain exuding ancient grandeur, spirals a massive Black Dragon, over a thousand meters long with four claws.

At this moment, It breathes with closed eyes, dragon’s whiskers gently drifting.

It seems to be in a slumber, or perhaps cultivating.

Its entire body radiates terrifying oppression, and no exotic beasts dare to approach within a thousand kilometers.

Moments later, a Python Beast King, hundreds of meters tall, kneels thousands of kilometers away, spiritually transmitting.

"Greetings, Prince Ao Hai, this subordinate has matters to report!"

Perceiving the transmitted information’s wave, the Black Dragon slightly opens Its eyes, emitting a dragon roar.

Instantly, oppression a hundred times more terrifying than before sweeps across the range of thousands of kilometers.

This instigates complaints from Beast Emperors of equal rank in more remote areas.

Deep within the southern Undying Volcano, among the magma, a Beast Emperor of the Phoenix Race with a gold-red hue slightly opens Its eyes.

"Hmph! Again, that flamboyant dragon, one day you’ll deal with that creature!"

In the west, the Beast Emperor of the White Tiger Race, in the northern deep sea, the Beast Emperor of the Black Tortoise Race, and located... the Beast Emperor of the Qilin Race... and similar lines from each major race of the same grade.

"Again it’s that Long the Second, always causing trouble day by day!"

"Absolutely hated!"

"Interrupts my cultivation, truly disgusting! No idea what It’s messing with again!"

"Not focusing on cultivation, instead dealing with flashy things day by day."

"Time is near; when the moment arrives, it will settle everything, first we will eliminate the flamboyant one."

"..."

On the other side, Ao Hai, the Dragon Race’s Second Prince, sneered disdainfully at the floating malice he sensed around Himself.

"A bunch of cowardly creatures!"

Then, His gaze landed arrogantly upon the mixed blood subordinate.

"Speak!"

Though it was just one word, the Python Beast King was still suppressed to trembling by the bloodline disparity.

"Rep.. Rep.. Reporting to Your Highness... Beast Kings near the Human Race have all lost contact."

"According to intelligence, they seem to have been slain by some mysterious presence!"

"At the site... the phenomena of weeping heavens... reportedly lasted a long while..."

Reaching this, the Beast King could no longer continue speaking.

At this moment, the bloodline suppression and pressure sensed on its body suddenly increased by a dozen times.

"Splash~"

In the next instant, the Python Beast King, under the suppression, was forced to spit a mouthful of essence blood, and its aura likewise waned considerably.