Chapter 590 - 268: Compared to You, How Could I Be Worthy of Calling Myself a Demon Cultivator? (Part 2)

"Don’t be fooled by the fact that articles are allowed to be uploaded repeatedly. We also stipulate that, for the protection of soul and personal safety, each person can only attempt three challenges at most. Failing all three results in automatic disqualification..."

At this point, Lu Wenwu couldn’t help but show a bright and cheerful smile.

"However... each time an article is uploaded, a certain amount of one’s Divine Soul Power must be consumed, half a liter of blood must be contributed, and a large amount of Spiritual Power must be used to charge the stele, only then is verification allowed!"

"It is publicly declared that this is to prevent cultivators from being bewildered and impatient, they must make careful choices and considerations!"

"Don’t think the score is useless, it is used to measure the final reward."

"You can tell them—even though you haven’t passed my inheritance trial, due to your hard work and struggle, you still want to reward them with some treasures."

"At this point, don’t the treasures previously collected come in handy?"

"Distribute according to the final evaluation score: ten pieces for the first place, five for the second, three for the third, two for the fourth, and one for the fifth."

"After handing out the treasures, you can send them away."

"Each time twenty-one treasures are gathered, the remaining nine are all yours."

"This is what’s truly called getting something for nothing! A business of endless profit without capital!"

"As long as this wisp of residual soul remains immortal, you can harvest for as many years as you want!"

"This way, not only can you legally reap a large amount of blood and Soul Power, but you can also receive a huge supplementation of Spiritual Power for cultivation improvement."

"Meanwhile these cultivators, who did not obtain the final trial but did benefit, will be grateful to you and eager to come next time."

"Once the first wave of cultivators has gone out, your Inheritance Cave Mansion will inevitably become a pilgrimage site for many cultivators, especially Low-tier Cultivators fighting to get in."

"For the thirty limited spots, every opening will be a bloody battle of survival."

"Even if the first place doesn’t get the final inheritance, they still have ten treasures! Who wouldn’t be envious of that!"

"You can set up arrays around the Cave Mansion that can continuously harvest cultivator blood and flesh, to collect these bodies and fragments. Even if you don’t kill within the mansion, this should be enough to satisfy you!"

At this point, Lu Wenwu licked his dry lips and gulped down a large bottle of blueberry juice.

"Kid, take notes, these are life lessons!"

It’s still the same old story.

Perhaps Lu Wenwu doesn’t understand the heart or human nature.

But after years of studying gold farming and card drawing in the pig farm and goose workshop, he’s very knowledgeable.

This is the restrained version.

If you were even more ruthless, using modern casino tactics... who could bear it?

The red stele was already completely dumbfounded.

Could an inheritance cave mansion really be built like this?

Reputation and cultivation resources could be earned just by waiting around?

If only I had met this ancestor for guidance while I lived, wouldn’t I be in such a terrible state now!

Remorse and vexation filled the red stele’s heart at the same time.

Out of respect for Lu Wenwu, the red stele spared no soul power to project the residual soul body, separating itself from the stele.

The residual soul of Venerable Yougu showed extreme admiration and fervor, bowing towards Lu Wenwu in the air.

"The gratitude for the ancestor’s guidance and enlightenment today will be remembered by this junior cultivator!"

"My admiration for you is like the endless waters of the sea!"

"Your light and virtue are like the blazing sun in the sky, like the brightest stars in the night sky, like the eternal Yellow Springs in the Nine Netherworld!"

"In front of you, I’m not worthy of being called a demon cultivator!"

"You are the true demon cultivator, a model for all the world’s demon cultivators and all cultivators!"

"Doing things more upright than the Righteous Dao can easily solve all the unsolved problems of past demon cultivators."

"No one other than you can be called the greatest demon cultivator of all ages!"

"Compared to you, even the Blood Refining Demon Venerable, known as the Ancient Demon Emperor, is unworthy of carrying your shoes!"

"You should be the true Demon Emperor! The light in the hearts of all demon cultivators past and present!"

"I wonder if I might be fortunate enough to know the ancestor’s honorable name?"

"There’s no need for that."

Lu Wenwu’s face was expressionless as he extended his right hand, shattering the residual soul of Venerable Yougu under its desperate gaze.

"Just a residual soul, already no longer a complete soul, yet attempting to defy the creation of the world to resurrect? I, a proper Ghost Messenger, can’t do that, so why do you think you can?"

"You truly have no idea of your limits!"

Venerable Yougu probably never understood until death why, while chatting happily just now, he was suddenly killed.

It can only be said...

Opponents who were suddenly killed by Lu Wenwu before also had this doubt.

It’s just that Venerable Yougu this time was particularly weak.

And happened to catch Lu Wenwu in a good mood, willing to chat casually.

But now he seems somewhat regretful.

Listening to the praise from the residual soul of Venerable Yougu just now, Lu Wenwu couldn’t help but dig a big pit in the floor of the inheritance cave mansion with his toes.

Damn it, where did this guy get so many flattering words!

Could it be that all demonic cultivators love this kind of talk?

Damn, next time I shouldn’t joke around with these guys.

A somewhat annoyed Lu Wenwu kicked the red stele, shattering it, from which a pitch-black skull fell out.

This was Venerable Yougu’s skull, and also a Storage Magical Treasure.