Alien Science Cultivation

"What do you mean it's okay... I just found a freshly killed red-blood centipede on the way back... I pierced its forehead with a knife... No matter whether it was that red-blood centipede or the one who killed it, we can't afford to offend them. Find the saint quickly... No matter what the price, we can't let the saint die here... Ancestor, please bless us..." The black-robed man said, and clasped his hands together and bowed devoutly, his eyes full of awe.

Zhang Qiang was embarrassed and speechless. He felt awkward because the Crimson Centipede had simply been careless, and he happened to have the Netherworld Dagger in his possession. He was truly embarrassed by the black-robed man's "praise." He was speechless because even superstition existed in the world of immortal cultivation. But Zhang Qiang could tell that these black-robed men valued Ni Fang, or rather, their ancestor's legacy, more than their own lives. They say the world of immortal cultivation is full of deceit and intrigue, that even brothers might turn against each other for a few resources. But it seemed that wasn't entirely true!

"Don't worry too much about your Saint... I sent them almost to the magic circle earlier, and I turned back to check on your situation... Don't worry!" "That's good... That's good..." The man in black robe said as he quickly headed towards the magic circle. Zhang Qiang did not dare to delay and quickly followed.

I just couldn't figure out what the blood-red centipede in the tree had seen. It was so frightened it stood there motionless... The Dark Forest was truly terrifying. To terrify a Level 5 demon beast comparable to the Divine Transformation Realm, it must be a being above the Fusion Realm or a Level 6 beast. And this was just the outskirts of the Dark Forest! Could it be that these legendary masters or beasts were everywhere here?

As the magic circle came into view, everyone looked at the captain and Ni Fang inside the circle, as well as the black-robed men who were busy stuffing the eldest brother into the magic circle. They all smiled triumphantly. As everyone filed in, the magic circle closed again! Everyone finally relaxed. After all, this magic circle had existed for who knows how many years, and it was still there. You could imagine how powerful it was. There would be basically no accidents protecting their safety. Zhang Qiang glanced at Ni Fang. She was still digesting the inheritance of the Golden Eagle Ancestor. She closed her eyes tightly and frowned slightly. He looked at the eldest brother's originally scorched skin, which was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. Although he was only breathing his last breath, in everyone's impression, as long as he continued to breathe, he would not die!

The six black-robed men no longer paid any attention to the eldest brother. They surrounded Ni Fang, chattering in shadow language, their expressions fluctuating between nervousness and excitement. It seemed inappropriate to go there now, so Zhang Qiang, reluctantly, approached the eldest brother and used his spiritual sense to repair his wounds. "Hmm... this dantian looks a little strange from the outside... It looks like a dantian... but also like a beast elixir. Is there a Nascent Soul inside? This dantian seems brighter than a typical Nascent Soul's. A beast elixir?... Well... it's human or beast, whatever you choose! Just remember to buy me a drink when you wake up..." Zhang Qiang muttered to himself, his face filled with helplessness, as he addressed the unconscious eldest brother.

Zhang Qiang used all his strength to mobilize his spiritual sense, trying to repair the horrific wound on his senior brother's body. Beads of sweat kept rolling down his forehead. "Damn... What kind of cells are these? They are so difficult to repair! Forget it... Let you suffer less. By the time you take a breath, I guess my spiritual power will be exhausted... You just bear it by yourself... I still have to practice before dark. Today I really feel what powerlessness is... Only by constantly striving for self-improvement can you have more independence. I never want to feel manipulated by others again!... I don't know if you will be better than me in that situation. I almost collapsed! I don't know whether to be happy or sad. I'm happy that Ni Fang has become the Saint of the Shadow Clan from the Saint of Qingshan Sect, and has accepted all the inheritance of the Golden Eagle Ancestor, as well as the will to serve the future of the Shadow Clan..." Zhang Qiang panted and muttered to himself to the unconscious senior brother, with helplessness and determination in his eyes.

The black-robed captain also seemed to be vividly recounting every detail of the day's events, including every word the ancestor had spoken... After all, he wasn't sure if the ancestor's reactions and words held any deeper meaning, and he didn't dare to speculate, fearing that he might miss the ancestor's true meaning and delay the Shadow Clan's important mission. They each recounted their thunder tribulations and what they had seen and heard on their way back. Unconsciously, Zhang Qiang's status in their hearts had risen several notches. They all agreed that Zhang Qiang had killed the Crimson Blood Centipede, and that he had used only two moves.

Time passed slowly, and the sky gradually darkened, like a layer of black gauze gently covering the earth. After carefully placing the eldest brother in the cave, Zhang Qiang walked alone towards the spiritual spring. His steps were slightly heavy, and his heart was full of thoughts about the future. Among the six black-robed men, except for the captain who was taking care of Ni Fang and the eldest brother, the other five also followed Zhang Qiang closely to the spiritual pool. After all, only with strength can there be a future, and only with strength can one protect oneself, family, clansmen, and those one wants to protect. Zhang Qiang naturally understood their eagerness to improve themselves, but the respect and gratitude shown to Zhang Qiang by several black-robed men along the way made Zhang Qiang a little at a loss for a moment. He unconsciously rubbed the corners of his clothes with his hands, and an awkward smile appeared on his face.

Arriving at the Spiritual Spring, Zhang Qiang reluctantly responded politely, then found a comfortable spot to sit down, close his eyes, and begin cultivating. His first and second dantians were already poised to reach the Foundation Establishment stage, but his third dantian felt like a bottomless abyss. The pale golden and black spiritual energies seemed to complement and counteract each other. Zhang Qiang frowned, deciding to himself, "I've been deliberately concentrating any spiritual energy I've absorbed into my third dantian, located between my eyebrows. I want to see what happens if I continue cultivating this way with this third dantian..."

As the sky gradually darkened, black spiritual energy slowly emerged from the spiritual spring, gathering more and more in the surrounding space. Under Zhang Qiang's deliberate guidance, it rushed madly to the third dantian! The dark forest seemed to have returned to its previous state. Three days passed in a flash, and the eldest brother and Ni Fang did not wake up! Zhang Qiang and several black robes tried various things but to no avail! They could only wait anxiously and practice non-stop. With the help of Ni Fang's various elixirs, the cultivation of several black robes was also rapidly improving. The four black robes in the late Jindan stage have reached the state of great perfection and may break through at any time. It is estimated that this place will be very lively in a few days, plus the five of them who are going to cross the tribulation! But don't be like the eldest brother, making the place restless. By then, no ancestor will take action. The black spiritual energy absorbed by Zhang Qiang in the past few days also accounts for one-fifth of the dantian. Under the suppression of the magic circle, the spiritual consciousness can still cover the entire magic circle within a hundred feet.

Even the once impenetrable magic circle, impenetrable to divine consciousness, could now be slowly penetrated. Although the degree of penetration was extremely limited, like a glimmer of light in the darkness, unable to illuminate the entire world, Zhang Qiang knew that this was due to the continuous and endless increase in black spiritual energy, which in turn triggered a series of deep and fundamental changes, ultimately causing the original divine consciousness to gradually undergo a crucial qualitative change.

As his cultivation progressed and his abilities improved, Zhang Qiang's primary concern became obtaining more black spiritual energy. It was like a treasure hidden in the darkness, mysterious and rare. He needed to ensure a constant supply of black spiritual energy for cultivation both day and night. Only then could he improve his cultivation more efficiently and rapidly. Although he hadn't yet established his foundation and hadn't practiced any cultivation techniques, Zhang Qiang felt that wasn't the key. It seemed as if his abilities were vastly different from those corresponding to various levels of cultivation in this world of cultivation.

Zhang Qiang could gradually replicate the techniques currently being performed by Ni Fang, Heipao, and the senior brother. He didn't need any formulas at all; simply by analyzing and understanding the spatial changes and energy accumulation caused by their moves, Zhang Qiang could essentially control spatial matter through his spiritual sense. Given sufficient energy, he could recreate the moves and power he had witnessed...

"It is necessary to go to the entrance of hell in the Dark Forest. First, it is to explore the source of the black spiritual energy. It seems that what can be confirmed at present is that the black spiritual energy is only found in the Dark Forest and only appears at night, while the light golden spiritual energy can be seen everywhere. It exists in Qingshan Sect and here. We must find out the reason. Even if we cannot understand it completely, we must absorb as much as possible. Secondly, we need to find out whether the entrance to hell is a crossing entrance. This trip will definitely be a life-threatening one. I had planned to go with Heipao and others before, but now it seems that they are afraid that they can't go together. They are responsible for protecting Ni Fang and escorting Ni Fang back to the Shadow Clan. The eldest brother must also be hiding. He's hiding a profound secret. When he awakens, his power will be unfathomable! With him guarding Ni Fang, and with the support of this magic circle, they'll surely return to Qingshan Town in a few years, when the outside world returns to peace... It seems he has no choice but to make this journey to the entrance of Hell, and he must not let Ni Fang and his eldest brother know. Given their personalities, they certainly won't allow him to act alone. Taking them with him would be tantamount to risking the entire hopes of the Shadow Clan... No, not even with his eldest brother... Putting aside his impulsive nature, the power of the thunder tribulation alone is enough to tell him he's no ordinary being... What should he do? What should he do?..."

Zhang Qiang's brow furrowed as he paced back and forth across the room, like a caged beast. The anxiety and confusion within him weighed down like a thick, dark cloud, making it nearly impossible to breathe. His gaze was sometimes determined, sometimes hesitant, his thoughts tangled like a tangled mess, impossible to untangle.