Chapter 854 - 527: The 40th Life, The Initial Might of 100 Arts

Chapter 854: Chapter 527: The 40th Life, The Initial Might of 100 Arts

[Thirty-eighth Life]

...

[You were born in the Human Circle]

[You died]

Racing through the Human Circle was something Zhao Fu had gotten used to.

[Thirty-ninth Life]

[You loaded Fire Celestial Spirit Root (6666) Purple Gold Divine Dragon Body (3000)]

[You were born.]

[But you were born in the Demon Race’s territory.]

[On the day you were born, a Great Demon was about to strike.]

[However, a violent explosion was heard from outside.]

[The Great Demon hurried away.]

[Yet with the massive commotion, the Cave Mansion you were born in suffered a significant collapse.]

[At the end of your life.]

[You could faintly sense the familiar Sword Intent from the Human Race.]

[You knew that your efforts had indeed worked.]

[You died.]

Another experience of dying right after being born.

Jiang Ming had gotten used to it.

But this time, it was not being devoured by a Great Demon.

On the contrary, it was caused by the aftermath of a battle between the Human and Demon Races.

"My talents keep getting stronger."

"Correspondingly, my basic Qi Fortune will increase."

"If the Human Race could extend its influence across the entire continent."

"Then I wouldn’t die so frequently."

[Fortieth Life]

[You loaded talents: Netherworld Body (7888) Nine Yin Heavenly Defect Cold Vein (6000) Water and Earth Dual Spirit Roots (2333)]

Netherworld Body: You were born carrying Netherworld Power, which makes your birth clashing with the world of the living.

It’s almost certain that you’re a naturally fated lonely star.

But at the same time, you have talents far beyond others on the Yin Cold Dao of the Netherworld.

Nine Yin Heavenly Defect Cold Vein: Your body contains nine overwhelmingly Yin and cold veins, giving you an exceptional talent in the Yin Cold Dao.

Your insight into cultivation is also astonishing.

However, as a price, your body’s meridians will suffer damage that is hard to mend.

Making physical cultivation much more difficult.

Jiang Ming raised an eyebrow.

"These two talents aren’t too good."

"Both have significant side effects."

"One brings misfortune, the other causes physical defects."

"In cultivation, the Essence, Qi, and Spirit are indispensable."

"Unless I become a Ghost Cultivator."

[You were born.]

[You were born in the Human Circle within the Sky Falling Demon Kingdom.]

Another Human Circle?

Jiang Ming rubbed his temples.

But perhaps this life has some room for maneuver.

[Your birth brought anomalies, attracting Great Demons to investigate.]

[Due to the conditions of being raised in the Human Circle, the probability of a genius being born is very small.]

[However, the birth of each Human Race genius means an excellent piece of food for the Demon Race.]

[But after seeing your physique, the Great Demons were somewhat disappointed.]

[Because the Sky Falling Demon Kingdom is on Fire Vein.]

[The Human Race may have cultivators practicing various techniques traveling places.]

[However, most of the Demon Race live within their territories.]

[There is not a single Demon Race tribe in the Sky Falling Demon Kingdom practicing the Yin Cold path.]

[They recognized your potential and understood your immense value to the Demon Race.]

[But no one could sell you for a good price.]

[Thus, you survived.]

[The Demon Race severed all your channels to knowledge.]

[In normal development, any Human Race not exposed to knowledge or heritage will become muddled like those in the Human Circle.]

In every aspect, the Human Race is weaker than the Demon Race.

Even in heritage, they are inferior to the hereditary lineage of the Demon Race.

But the Human Race can rely on learning knowledge to create infinite possibilities.

But that also requires learning knowledge.

The Demon Race controls the knowledge channels of the Human Circle.

Eliminating the possibility of any cultivator arising from the Human Circle.

As a result.

In the Demon Country, only external Human Race resistance forces dare to risk sneaking into the Human Circle to save infants.

There is no case of uprisings or riots from within the Human Circle.

According to the plans of the Demon Race.

Zhao Fu was supposed to become a pig with high potential but still muddled.

[Unfortunately, you are a person of reincarnation.]

[No one will know your exceedingly rich experience.]

[You pretended to be unaware on the surface, and over time, the hint of curiosity typical of Human Race children towards the outside world gradually disappeared from your eyes.]

[You became as muddled as the Human Race in the Human Circle, at least to the Demon Race, who could not detect your oddity.]

[The Spiritual Qi periodically infused into you by the Demon Race to maintain your pure physique became your greatest opportunity for cultivation.]

[You began to cultivate in secret.]

[At sixteen, the local Demon Race finally found a buyer.]

Zhao Fu sat cross-legged in a corner of the Human Circle.

As ’high-grade merchandise,’ Zhao Fu’s living conditions were much better than those of his companions in the Human Circle.

At the very least, Zhao Fu’s dwelling was a room for one person.

This place is isolated from the outside; there is no chance of acquiring external knowledge.

Hence, the Demon Race did not set up regular monitoring of Zhao Fu.

No one would expect Zhao Fu to be born knowledgeable.

"Transporting Qi to the Dantian..."

The patrolling Demon Race felt a chill.

But this chill was too natural.

It didn’t seem artificial at all.

So they just shivered slightly and left.

"Even though I have Dual Spirit Roots."

"The two talents seem to completely cover my Spirit Root talent."

"My current cultivation talent has already surpassed the ordinary Celestial Spirit Root and is exceptionally gifted in the Yin Cold Dao."

Zhao Fu, with his vast experience, quickly analyzed his talent and situation clear as day.

And his mind held a vast repository of Human Race techniques.

Choosing a Yin Cold Technique was not an issue.

This lifetime, Zhao Fu wore nothing with any design, just rough burlap clothing like primitive people.

And he was slender, with a cold look in his eyes, and his skin was so pale it seemed no blood flowed beneath.