Eternal Life by Daily Divination

Nourishing a Tier Three Main Soul would undoubtedly require a massive number of Sub-Souls.

Li Chang’an was well aware of this.

He couldn’t raise the Evil Soul’s tier all at once; he had to take his time.

Before that, he first needed to raise the Venerable Soul Banner’s grade to Tier Three, or it wouldn’t be able to suppress a Tier Three Main Soul.

“Daoist Zhao, when will you be able to bring the next batch of Souls?”

“Daoist Li, no need to rush. Give me one more year!”

Zhao Ming put away the Spirit Stones and gave a definite timeline.

He explained to the two of them.

Within Demonic Sects, Souls have many uses.

They can be used not only for the Venerable Soul Banner but also for other Soul Dao Treasures.

Therefore, Souls were always in high demand and considered a stable currency.

Only because he was powerful enough and held a relatively high status was he able to procure so many Souls.

An ordinary Qi Refining Stage Demonic Cultivator Disciple couldn’t produce even a few Souls. They might even be refined themselves and become one of the many.

“Daoist Li, I don’t just sell Souls. I also have other Demonic Treasures.”

Sensing Li Chang’an was quite wealthy, Zhao Ming took the initiative to broach the subject.

Besides Souls, he also sold Cultivation Techniques and Demonic Techniques.

For instance, the technique Jiang Yunsheng had previously used, “Blood Life Arrow,” was purchased from him.

The arrow possessed astonishing power, capable of killing foes beyond one’s stage, but each shot consumed ten years of life.

Other than that, most of the other Cultivation Techniques and techniques he showcased were related to the consumption of one’s lifespan.

Li Chang’an was inwardly astonished.

’These Demonic Sects simply have no regard for lifespan.’

The entire purpose of his pursuit of Cultivation Immortality was longevity; he had no intention of practicing these Demon Techniques.

Seeing that Li Chang’an wasn’t tempted, Zhao Ming showed him some Demonic Spiritual Artifacts.

Some of these Spiritual Artifacts could also be activated by consuming one’s lifespan, unleashing power far beyond their normal state.

“Daoist Li, has anything caught your eye?”

“Daoist Zhao, I value my lifespan greatly. These Treasures and I are not fated to be.”

Li Chang’an shook his head.

Hearing this, Zhao Ming looked somewhat surprised.

“Daoist Li, these Treasures do indeed consume lifespan, but not necessarily your own. With your strength, you could easily subjugate a few Foundation Establishment Slaves. If you were to face a life-or-death crisis, you could have the slaves expend their lifespan to buy you an opportunity to escape!”

“That’s true, I suppose.”

Li Chang’an grew pensive; he realized his previous thinking had been too simplistic.

After all, he was not one of them, and his way of thinking was different from these Demon Cultivators.

Afterwards, Li Chang’an offered some Spirit Stones.

He wasn’t purchasing a Treasure, but rather Zhao Ming’s time.

For the next four hours, he spoke in detail with Zhao Ming, inquiring about the various characteristics of the Demonic Dao.

He did this, of course, to better deal with Murong Kang.

Murong Kang was suspected of having joined a Demonic Sect and knew many Demonic Cultivators.

“Daoist Zhao, what are the requirements to join your Sect?”

“Oh? Could it be that you wish to join, Daoist Li?”

“No, I’m just asking. I cherish my freedom and don’t wish to be shackled by a Sect’s rules.”

“Haha, you’re just like me, Daoist Li!”

Sensing Li Chang’an’s potential interest, Zhao Ming immediately became much more enthusiastic.

He immediately launched into a detailed introduction.

Demonic Sects, he explained, didn’t have as many rules and restrictions as Righteous Sects.

At least when it came to killing, Demonic Cultivator Disciples could do almost as they pleased.

After their discussion, Li Chang’an had gained a general understanding of the Demon Sects.

’Although there are fewer restrictions, they’re also more dangerous than the Righteous Sects.’

’If a low-ranking disciple is targeted by a high-ranking one, they have almost no power to resist and will soon disappear. Their Soul, flesh, bones, and skin will all become cultivation materials for the senior disciple.’

Demonic Cultivator Disciples with poor talent tended to die very quickly.

Those with good talent might be able to make a name for themselves.

Or they could be forced to become a slave to the powerful, living a tragic life worse than death.

’Under that kind of pressure, the minds of many disciples become twisted and crazed, willing to do anything to grow stronger…’

All in all, it was a place where the big fish ate the small fish.

Zhao Ming’s mentality was considered relatively sound; he showed no signs of madness.

“So, Daoist Li, what do you think?”

“I’ll pass!”

Li Chang’an refused immediately.

With his current strength, he might be considered a big fish within a Demon Sect.

But above him, there were even bigger fish!

If someone were to discover the fortuitous opportunities he possessed, he would be doomed.

Next, Li Chang’an asked about the Demon Planting Technique.

“Daoist Zhao, does your Sect have the Demon Planting Technique?”

“The Demon Planting Technique?”

Zhao Ming frowned and shook his head.

“That Cultivation Technique has been lost for over ten thousand years. Never mind my Sect, no other Sects have it either.”

“You’re sure?”

“Why would I lie to you? If that Cultivation Technique existed, I would’ve switched to practicing it long ago!”

“That’s true.”

Li Chang’an grew pensive.

Murong Kang’s Demon Planting Technique was most likely from his own fortuitous encounter, not from a Demon Sect.

This Cultivation Technique was simply too unique; it disregarded the natural disparities between Spiritual Roots, allowing even those with an Inferior Spirit Root to defy their fate and advance.

If the Demon Sects possessed this Cultivation Technique, the entire Cultivation Immortality Realm would have long since become the domain of demonic overlords!

“Daoist Zhao, what do you know about the Demon Planting Technique?”

“I don’t know much…”

Zhao Ming answered patiently, sharing what he knew.

The information was similar to what was already rumored publicly.

It wasn’t very helpful to Li Chang’an.

A short while later, the conversation came to an end.

Zhao Ming departed.

…

「Half a month later.」

A simple wedding banquet was held in a village in the Mortal Realm.

Jiang Yunsheng was the groom, and the blind girl, Lin Xiaoqian, was his bride.

Lin Xiaoqian’s eyes had already been healed.

“Xiaoqian, this is my Big Brother, Li Fan. He is both a Martial Dao expert and a Divine Doctor. He’s the one who healed your eyes.”