Cultivation: I Have a Golden Talisman-Chapter 46: Resentment Celestial Demon

After listening, a look of pity appeared on Chen Yu Yan’s elegant face. She said, "Then, Fellow Daoist Wang, this trial... doesn’t this mean you’ve wasted your chance for nothing?"

Wang Xingzhi pondered for a moment before saying, "I have other plans this time."

Chen Yu Yan smiled and didn’t press the matter.

Fang Cheng glanced at Wang Xingzhi, having a faint idea of what he was thinking.

This man was a bastard son of a prominent family with average talent, so he wasn’t valued by his clan. This time, he was being used as a tool to obstruct other Cultivators in front of the Trial Stele.

’If I were in his shoes,’ Fang Cheng thought, ’I would definitely seize this opportunity to go all out in "obstructing" the other Cultivators, making a dazzling display to attract the attention of the Wang Family’s upper echelons. I’d see if I could change my status and become one of the Wang Family’s core disciples...’

As for whether or not he entered the Yinluo Sect’s outer sect, it wasn’t of great significance to Wang Xingzhi.

Time passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, the sky had darkened and night had fallen.

The discussion had been quite fruitful for everyone involved.

Fang Cheng glanced at the lamplight outside the window and was the first to stand up and take his leave.

After all, he had a beautiful wife waiting at home. He had promised to return by evening and naturally couldn’t go back on his word.

However, Wang Xingzhi and the other two did not disperse just yet.

The charming young matron, Wen Qianqian, sighed with emotion. "I have a faint feeling that ever since Fellow Daoist Fang joined the Ye Family, he’s been like a dragon returning to the sea. His future accomplishments will be immeasurable!"

Wang Xingzhi agreed. "Brother Fang just had a bit of a late start. Give him a few more years, and I’m afraid he’ll be no less impressive than the chosen geniuses of our great families."

Wen Qianqian smiled. "That’s why we must maintain a good relationship with Fellow Daoist Fang. If he soars to the heavens one day, we can also bask in his reflected glory."

Even the ever-proud Chen Yu Yan somewhat agreed with this sentiment at that moment.

Wang Xingzhi looked at Wen Qianqian and said, "Fellow Daoist Wen, Brother Fang didn’t mention the matter of the Array. With his abilities, he probably doesn’t need it. You can bring it out now."

It turned out that before Fang Cheng had arrived, the three of them had been discussing a transaction.

Wen Qianqian had two more sets of Arrays that could suppress demonic thoughts. Both Wang Xingzhi and Chen Yu Yan intended to purchase one, but considering Fang Cheng was present, they had planned to prioritize selling one set to him to curry favor.

Unfortunately, when she had brought the matter up during their conversation earlier, Fang Cheng hadn’t taken the bait.

This was another reason why Chen Yu Yan truly admired Fang Cheng.

Her expression was complicated as she said, "Fellow Daoist Fang probably doesn’t want to rely on external aids to cultivate his Demon Skill..."

As for her, without external aids, she had no confidence at all.

Through this matter, she truly felt the gap between herself and him.

...

Fang Cheng and Ye Yan stayed in the market city for a few more days before returning the small courtyard in Spirit Wind Alley and heading back to the Ye Family’s Xiaocang Island.

When the two returned to their Cave Mansion, Fang Cheng said a word to Ye Yan and then entered a secret chamber to begin his seclusion.

He was going to cultivate the Li Hen Demon Light!

「In the secret chamber.」

Fang Cheng sat cross-legged on a jade mat, his hands forming a seal. He closed his eyes and began to visualize the Resentment Celestial Demon.

His comprehension of the Li Hen Demon Light, a Demon Path Divine Technique, had long since reached the Small Success Realm. Visualizing the Celestial Demon was no trouble for him at all.

First, he visualized a boundless, dark void within his sea of consciousness.

Then, he slowly sketched out an enormous skeleton!

This skeleton sat upon a throne, its skull bowed low. It was wrapped in countless chains, dense and innumerable, that plunged into the dark void.

The skeleton appeared humanoid but was extremely peculiar. It had a full one hundred and eight ribs. Its arm and leg bones were each formed by nine bones covered in strange patterns, twisted together like rope, exuding a sense of power.

Clumps of Demon Fire floated like clouds around the skeleton, burning ceaselessly around It. The pure black flames gave off an incredibly dangerous feeling.

The black flames emitted a profound and gloomy light that surged in endless, overlapping layers into the vast, boundless dark void.

As Fang Cheng’s visualization continued, he invisibly triggered a certain aura from beyond the heavens!

Suddenly, a powerful, lofty, and vast demonic thought pierced through layer upon layer of the void and poured into Fang Cheng’s sea of consciousness.

BOOM!

The Celestial Demon he was visualizing seemed to spring to life in an instant.

Fang Cheng was immediately hit by an incomparably tyrannical aura. This presence was almost like divine might—violent, domineering, and filled with demonic nature. It was as if a living Demon God had appeared right there, inspiring terror, awe, and the urge to submit!

The skeleton enthroned on high slowly raised its skull, its empty eye sockets turning to look at Fang Cheng.

Within his sea of consciousness, a demonic thought spread like a drop of ink in water!

Immediately after, this demonic thought surged toward his soul like a raging tidal wave.

Fang Cheng remained seated on the jade mat, his expression peaceful, his eyes slightly closed, completely motionless.

But a sharp Sword Intent quietly emerged from his body.

Sword Heart Clarity!

The Sword Intent swirled slightly and vanished, only to reappear from within his soul.

In that instant, his soul seemed to transform into a sharp sword.

This Sword Intent gave off only one sensation: ultimate sharpness!

His soul remained as steady as a mountain. The Sword Intent suddenly slashed out, and the surging demonic thought was silently and neatly split apart.

The demonic thought came to an abrupt halt.

The next moment, Fang Cheng’s eyes snapped open.

A streak of pure black fire suddenly fell from the void of the secret chamber, winding its way toward him.

Fang Cheng was prepared. With a wave of his wide sleeve, he collected the Demonic Light.

Afterward, Magical Power surged through his body, and his aura fluctuated violently.

A full two-incense-sticks’ time passed before he finally stopped, a look of exhaustion on his face.

He extended his right hand and spread his five fingers. A pure black Flame Rune materialized out of thin air, floating in his palm.

With a thought, the rune transformed into a jet-black Demonic Light that circled and danced around his body.

"Li Hen Demon Light!"

Fang Cheng murmured to himself, a faint smile touching his lips.

Wherever this Demonic Light passed, it could easily refine a Cultivator’s Magical Power and body into ash. At the same time, it could also envelop him as a protective measure!

Moreover, the Demonic Light contained a demonic will that could also assault an opponent’s soul, making its power difficult to gauge.

However, Fang Cheng’s current Demonic Light was still very weak. He would need to merge eight more strands of such light before it could be condensed into a single entity and used against enemies.

’That demonic thought just now seemed grand and vast, full of power, but in reality, it was probably less than one-hundred-millionth of the Resentment Celestial Demon’s true demonic will... It was all bark and no bite.’

’And since I’ve comprehended Sword Heart Clarity and have a condensed Sword Intent, breaking that demonic thought wasn’t very difficult.’

’The real difficulty is that my Magical Power is limited right now, and refining the Demonic Light is a bit strenuous...’

Fang Cheng withdrew the Li Hen Demon Light and began to summarize the insights from his cultivation session.

Besides, Wen Qianqian had already told him all the details of the cultivation process, which was why he was able to handle everything from start to finish with such composure.

A moment later, he repeated the process.

From visualizing the Resentment Celestial Demon, to attracting the demonic thought, to severing the demonic thought, to drawing in the Demonic Light, and then finally refining the Demonic Light!

This time, however, it took him a little longer to refine the Demonic Light.

After he finished refining the Demonic Light, the pure black Flame Rune had solidified considerably, and the Demonic Light itself had grown much stronger.

But Fang Cheng’s Magical Power was almost completely depleted.

He had no choice but to cultivate the Cyan Yuan Demon Tree Skill again.