Chapter 991: Chapter 1018: There’s No Cultivation Method We Don’t Dare to Practice! (Third Update) Chapter 991: Chapter 1018: There’s No Cultivation Method We Don’t Dare to Practice! (Third Update) The damn cat’s body is so tough that it seems like even ordinary Sacred Weapons can’t hurt it, though its bites really don’t hurt much at all.

When Yang Zhen saw the damn cat biting at him, he didn’t bother with it. After hanging on his leg for a bit, the creature sensibly let go.

“Pah, pah pah… Goddamn kid, daring to trick your lordly Cat Master like this, but you have your schemes, and I have my traps. If you can master this Cultivation Method, from now on, I’ll move around on my front paws!”

Seeing the damn cat cursing and looking as if it were gloating, Yang Zhen wore a hesitant look on his face. He probed the jade slip in his hand with his Divine Consciousness, and immediately felt his head spin and his brain swell, and he bellowed furiously, “Fuck, this is a Sacred Law! You dare to deceive your own Sao Saint?”

With Yang Zhen’s current state, although it’s not that he can’t directly cultivate a Sacred Law, he would have to endure tremendous pain. He didn’t know what this damn creature was thinking, giving him such a Cultivation Method.

However, although the damn cat was mischievous, it wouldn’t joke about such matters. If the damn cat thought Yang Zhen could attempt it, there would be no danger to his life. Yang Zhen was quite certain of this.

Sure enough, the damn cat let out a weird cackle and said, “What’s wrong with Sacred Law? Don’t you have plenty of them already? This is just a rather special Sacred Law. If you’re clever enough to deceive, then you ought to have the ability to cultivate it. Go on, show me if you can, huh?”

Yang Zhen gave the damn cat, flaunting its victory, a glance and a furious look appeared on his face, pointing at the cat, he said, “You think this Sao Saint doesn’t dare to cultivate? You… just you wait!”

Fuck, are there any Cultivation Methods that this Sao Saint dares not try?

That’s simply not possible!

In this world, there are only Cultivation Methods that this Sao Saint has not seen, none that he dares not cultivate.

With one day left before setting out, Yang Zhen prepared everything and then went in front of the Emperor Stele to commence a closed-door cultivation. One day’s time was enough for him to comprehend a great deal.

What Yang Zhen found strange was that this Cultivation Method given by the damn cat was indeed bizarre to the utmost. Not only did one glance make his head spin and brain swell, but it also gave him a feeling of not knowing where to start.

The Cultivation Method was called the Meditation Mysterious Script, and though it appeared to be a Buddhist method for cultivating True Essence, in reality, it could provoke a spiritual tide, truly horrifying in its effect.

Yang Zhen’s physical body had already far surpassed that of his fellow practitioners, but the power of his Spirit Soul was not much strengthened. Throughout his journey, he had primarily relied on auxiliary growth.

This Cultivation Method contained not only a method to cultivate Divine Consciousness, but also a method to utilize the power of the Divine Consciousness.

What kind of talent did Yang Zhen possess? He endured the dizziness in his head and after looking over the Cultivation Method once, he immediately smirked.

Boom—-!

An earth-shattering roar echoed, as Yang Zhen’s entire Divine Consciousness Space seemed to transform into a tornado, exploding wildly. The endless power of Divine Consciousness and Spirit Soul dazzled against each other, the ferocious power causing Yang Zhen’s eyes to roll back again and again.

Fuck, TV really lies, cultivation is supposed to look cool, but why does this Sao Saint end up doing something that ruins his image, like rolling his eyes?

Image be damned, he had to cultivate. This Cultivation Method was too extraordinary, capable of cultivating the power of Divine Consciousness. With both Divine Consciousness and Spirit Soul growing together, Yang Zhen’s realm had abruptly soared a great deal.

After just a half day of cultivation, Yang Zhen’s entire demeanor had dramatically changed, of course, if you overlook his still occasional eye-rolling.

Within the Divine Consciousness Space, the storm of Divine Consciousness and Spirit Soul power raged like a tempest. By comparison, Yang Zhen’s Sea of Consciousness seemed a bit petty.

Inside the turbulent Divine Consciousness Space, the wild power smashed everything as if it wanted to shatter heaven and earth, causing Yang Zhen’s blood to also become violently turbulent, like the ocean during a tempest.

Yang Zhen could even hear the furious sound of blood rushing in his veins like thousands of horses galloping. The most important thing was, it hurt, it really hurt, so much that Yang Zhen wanted to curse out loud!

This is a bit too much!

As the Meditation Mysterious Script ran on its own, currents of wild blood essence surged forward, and the power of Divine Consciousness, like a runaway horse, also rampaged out of control. Only then did Yang Zhen remember what the damn cat had said.

This type of Meditation Mysterious Script required an extremely strong level of focus to cultivate successfully.

No wonder it’s called the Meditation Mysterious Script, this is really tricky!

Yang Zhen took a deep breath, and as he held his breath and focused his mind, he was just about to forcibly interrupt the cultivation method when an unexpected change occurred.

Boom–!

A thunderous roar shook the earth, and Yang Zhen’s body suddenly felt like it had been struck by lightning. The Heaven and Earth Blood Qi that had been absorbed into his blood erupted all at once, making a bad situation worse.

This sudden change almost sent Yang Zhen off to the afterlife, his face painted with a look of absurdity.

No wonder the Nine Dragons Great Saint said that although the power within Yang Zhen was extremely pure, it was too complex and might cause problems in the future.

Now, before the future even arrived, a transformation occurred within Yang Zhen’s body. Various powers burst forth violently, as if fighting a battle within him, each striving to seize control of his body.

Innumerable cultivation methods also started operating. Except for the Chaos Heaven Sacrifice and Dragon Elephant Prison Shaking Body, all other cultivation methods were like spirits come to life, nearly unleashing all of their power.

Boom rumble–!

Under the violent power inside Yang Zhen, the entire Emperor Stele was filled with tumultuous and intricate forces.

Yang Zhen had never encountered such a situation before. Usually, he practiced each power separately, and being somewhat lazy, he would only cultivate a power when he needed it. When had all the powers ever exploded at once?

Just when Yang Zhen felt completely out of his depth, a layer of white light suddenly surged from the Emperor Stele, enveloping him within it, appearing much like a giant cocoon.

When this white light fell upon Yang Zhen, his Divine Consciousness suddenly became clear, clearer than it had ever been before.

A flood of information surged through Yang Zhen’s mind and before long, it started to become organized.

Comfort!

The white light held no other aura, but enveloped within it, Yang Zhen felt as if he was in the clouds, more relaxed than he had ever been.

Recollections of cultivating various powers came flooding back, and Yang Zhen’s eyes brightened as he remembered a cultivation method he had almost forgotten.

The Twelve Blood Refining Xuan Gong!

Oh wow, how could I have forgotten about this cultivation method?

The Twelve Blood Refining Xuan Gong was a Blood Refining Technique, and the biggest characteristic of the Blood Refining Technique is its inclusiveness and ferocity.

The Blood Refining Technique, in an almost tyrannical way, could forcibly merge various bloodline powers within the body. Now was the most suitable time for Yang Zhen to practice this cultivation method.

Think and act–that had always been Yang Zhen’s guiding principle. He took a deep breath and began to actively operate the method of the Twelve Blood Refining Xuan Gong.

Boom rumble!

The violent power within his body seemed to be thoroughly stimulated, the endless blood qi turning violent and rampant, nearly forcing all of Yang Zhen’s internal forces back to their original places.

Around Yang Zhen’s body, a boundless blood qi exploded, and the vivid power of blood qi around him formed a massive image of the Qiongqi Heavenly Void, roaring and bellowing as it surged towards the sky!

The wild power formed a terrifying spectacle in the sky, and in that moment, everyone in the Shangyuan Sect was shocked and looked up.

The scoundrel cat perched on a large rock, watching with fascination and muttering to itself, “Yang Xiaozi’s talent is truly unprecedented, but it’s hard to say what kind of monster will be created from the cultivation of the Meditation Mysterious Script amidst such complex forces.”

With that, the scoundrel cat rubbed its hands together, its face full of anticipation!