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Major sects like the Demon Refining Sect continuously introduced new demonic cultivation techniques, replacing the original methods that relied on killing and consuming blood, which quickly depleted resources like fishing a pond dry.

The black sheep that Li Muyang was previously in charge of herding is an example of a high-level substitute for ordinary people.

The soul of those black sheep in the world of demonic cultivation is worth ten ordinary humans.

Moreover, the blood of a black sheep is demonic blood, which can also be used for demonic cultivation and artifact refinement.

The flesh, skin, and bones of a black sheep can be used for artifact refinement as well. It’s practically a treasure trove.

Creatures like the black sheep are bred in large numbers within the Demon Refining Sect.

Demonic cultivators have abandoned the traditional methods of killing for cultivation and have begun to claim territories and rule over ordinary people, interacting with them in more worldly ways.

This has also led to a lower threshold for entering the path of demonic cultivation and an increase in the overall number of demonic cultivators.

After all, the current cultivation system mainly relies on resources.

Just sufficient resources might still not be enough to cultivate peerless experts, but it can certainly produce a lot of small fish.

As a major faction in the demonic path, the Demon Refining Sect naturally has abundant resources for demonic cultivation.

At the market of the Outer Sect, Li Muyang quickly found the demonic blood he needed amidst the dazzling array of stalls.

The division of resources in the cultivation world is simple and crude: ordinary, low-grade, medium-grade, high-grade, and the legendary immortal-grade.

The jar of demonic blood that Li Muyang found was the lowest grade, ordinary demonic blood from low-level mystical beasts like the black sheep.

The stall owner was a middle-aged man with a rigid expression and a body reeking of blood, clearly someone who worked in the Outer Sect doing herding and breeding.

Servant Disciples with such jobs often had channels to obtain cultivation resources like demonic blood, skin, bones, and even souls.

Li Muyang simply asked for the price and bought the jar of demonic blood without bargaining.

His straightforward payment made the stall owner raise an eyebrow.

“Young brother, you’re not bargaining?” The stall owner, who had eyes like a dead fish, finally showed a change in expression.

Li Muyang chuckled and replied, “Your price is not too expensive.”

Li Muyang took out all the money from his pouch, counted it, and paid the full amount in silver.

After paying for the jar of demonic blood, Li Muyang was left with only two coins of silver.

The stall owner gave him a deep look, glanced at Li Muyang’s nearly empty money pouch, and said, “Young brother, you’re quite straightforward. If you need more demonic blood or other cultivation materials in the future, you can come to me. I like dealing with straightforward people and will definitely give you a discount.”

The stall owner introduced himself, “My name is Tie Qifeng.”

Li Muyang nodded with a smile, “Alright, I’ll definitely come to you if I need anything next time.”

Without giving his own name, Li Muyang took the demonic blood he wanted and left while hugging the jar.

The market was bustling with activity, with disciples of the Demon Refining Sect’s Outer Sect gathering in groups, their noisy chatter filling the air.

The liveliest places were the brightly decorated brothels.

Passing by from a distance, one could see the girls on the upper floors dressed in revealing clothes, boldly flaunting their figures to attract customers.

Li Muyang took a glance from afar, then another look.

As a normal man, it would be a lie to say he wasn’t interested. But he had no intention of going.

Perhaps that’s just the charm of a roadside stall—looking dirty, cheap, yet irresistibly tempting, one can hardly pass by without giving it a second glance.

Cradling the newly purchased demon blood, Li Muyang left the market and quickly returned to his small hut.

As the afterglow of the sunset bathed the mountains, Li Muyang filled a bucket with water and poured a third of the demon blood from the jar into it.

As the demon blood mixed with the clear water, a pungent and intense smell of blood immediately permeated the room.

Li Muyang covered his nose and frowned. The smell was even stronger than he had imagined.

Nevertheless, he steeled himself, stripped off his clothes, and lay down in the mixture.

The practice of the ‘Remnant Clouds Movement Technique’ was not difficult.

What was hard was the process of cultivation.

Refining the body with demon blood was extremely painful, and the damage to the body was significant.

Most people needed a long interval to recuperate after one session before they could undertake another.

Yet as Li Muyang lay in the diluted demon blood and circulated his spiritual energy, he discovered that the anticipated piercing pain was absent.

Guided by his spiritual energy, the demon blood seeped into his flesh in thin streams, not with the intense pain described in the secret manual but rather with a cool and comfortable sensation.

The blood essence that entered his body did not damage Li Muyang’s physique.

It seemed that the system’s exemption was not limited to the cost of use but also included the price of cultivation.

Lying in the foul-smelling demon blood, Li Muyang breathed a long sigh of relief.

In his previous life, he was not particularly diligent. His ultimate goal was to live a life of comfort.

But now, having been transported to another world, he had the chance to change his fate, so Li Muyang did not mind becoming a “king of effort” and striving a bit harder.

With such a cheat right before him, he only needed to put in a little more effort to achieve what others might take years or even decades to accomplish.

What reason was there not to strive?

Soaking in the stench of the demon blood, Li Muyang closed his eyes tightly and concentrated on operating his demonic techniques.

His spiritual energy continuously absorbed the essence of the demon blood, and faint demonic patterns began to emerge on the surface of his skin.

The ‘Remnant Clouds Movement Technique’ required three sessions to master.

The higher the grade of demon blood used, the greater the damage to the body, but also the greater the improvement in speed.

Normally, for someone at the Qi Refining Realm, refining the body with ordinary demon blood was already the limit.

But now that the system had exempted Li Muyang from the cost of cultivation, perhaps he could consider using higher-grade demon blood for refinement?

However, he also couldn’t waste the jar of ordinary demon blood.

Li Muyang sat in the wooden barrel for a full three hours as the sky outside transitioned from the sunset’s afterglow to the deep darkness of night.

Only after three hours did Li Muyang take a deep breath and stand up from the barrel. By then, the water in the barrel was clean and clear, and all the demon blood was absorbed. But Li Muyang did not intend to rest.

His eyes burning with determination, he looked at the jar beside him and directly poured more demon blood into the barrel.

Ordinary people needed a long rest after one session of demon blood body refinement before they could attempt a second.

But Li Muyang was different. He felt no discomfort after the demon blood refinement.

Therefore, he decided to continue with the second session of demon blood refinement, hoping to master the ‘Remnant Clouds Movement Technique’ that very night.

Staying up late was a small price to pay.

He needs to be the king of effort now so he can relax and be a salted fish in the future!

(TLN: Salted fish, someone who does nothing most of the time.)

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