Qiu Zu: From an apprentice in a medicine shop to an immortal ancestor.

Qiu Zhen had just entered the world of cultivation and knew very little about the path of cultivation.

However, he also knew that the immortality he cultivated was different from ordinary people.

Others would first “refine grains into essence,” cultivate their essence, qi, and spirit to perfection, reaching a state of non-leakage, before embarking on a hundred-day foundation building, ascending the path from mortal to sage.

But he took a shortcut, starting directly with “hundred-day foundation building.”

Others needed some kind of "foundation building treasure" to build their foundation, but he didn't use anything, just recklessly cultivated and succeeded.

This was probably the unique aspect of the "Sudden Enlightenment of the Dao of Pills," something that could not be revealed to outsiders.

Qiu Zhen had some understanding in his heart. After a moment of silence, he feigned confusion:

“I cultivate behind closed doors and do not know what grade the foundation building treasure is.”

Fairy Yun Rou: “…”

Monk Zhen Kong: “…”

After a long time.

A sigh came from within the [Miro Palace].

“Forget it, Fellow Daoist Qingwei, the monk's idea is pure nonsense. Even with a heaven-grade foundation building, actively attracting the invasion of a manifested Yin demon is fraught with danger. The demon can conjure boundless illusions, and a moment of carelessness can lead to falling into endless darkness, resulting in death and the dissipation of the Dao.”

“Fellow Daoist, think twice before acting. In my opinion, it's best to fight the Yin demon head-on. Some casualties among the villagers are inevitable, but it's better than all the villagers being drained of their essence by that Yin demon.”

“My Buddha is merciful!”

Monk Zhen Kong chanted a phrase and said nothing more.

He neither agreed with Fairy Yun Rou's method nor opposed it.

“I understand. Thank you both, Fellow Daoists, for your advice. Next time you encounter something, don't hesitate to call on me. I will be there whenever you need me.”

Qiu Zhen replied and conveniently put away the [Miro Palace].

Listen to Monk Zhen Kong?

Or Fairy Yun Rou?

Qiu Zhen basically didn't hesitate and quickly made a decision—lure the demon with bait.

Besides the fact that the villagers of Qiu Family Village were his clansmen, and he didn't want to act against them, the biggest reason was himself.

Seeking the Dao through cultivation, especially in an era where cultivators turn into “demons, devils, and evil spirits,” one could easily become demonized. Encountering a “demon head” was something he could not avoid.

He could hide for a moment, but not for a lifetime.

If he wanted to become someone in cultivation, he had to face the demon head directly.

It was better to encounter it sooner rather than later.

We cultivators must overcome even demon heads, so how can we talk about seeking truth in the Dao?

“Bai Shu, protect me!”

Qiu Zhen ordered, then sat down cross-legged and began to cultivate the [Qingwei Sitting Practice], entering stillness and meditation, sitting and cultivating.

In the eyes of a demon head, all living beings are sustenance.

This sustenance also has good and bad qualities.

Cultivators are undoubtedly high-quality sustenance, far superior to mortals.

A cultivator cultivating near a demon head is the ultimate temptation, extremely attractive.

Not long after Qiu Zhen entered stillness and meditation and cultivated internally.

Suddenly, a gust of cool wind stirred around him.

Before long, wisps of blood-colored mist filled the air, enveloping Qiu Zhen's head.

“Awoo, awoo~”

Bai Shu guarded far away, clutching the soil with its paws, feeling very uneasy inside.

“It's here.”

In the Lingtai Sea of Consciousness in his brow, Qiu Zhen's Dharma Body sat upright, quietly “watching” streams of impure Qi pouring into his body from all directions.

Immediately, Qiu Zhen's Dharma Body firmly guarded his original nature, guarding the One without moving.

Not long after.

“Jie jie jie~”

In the Sea of Consciousness, a ball of blood-colored Yin energy gathered, and the Yin demon Jia Kui revealed its true form, transforming into a blue-faced, fanged monster with eyes like fiery basins, a long whip-like tail, and a body emitting a red bloody light. That red light seemed to be able to “infect,” gradually turning Qiu Zhen's Sea of Consciousness into a blood-colored hue.

“A Yin spirit expert. I, Jia Kui, am going to be rich this time.”

The Yin demon Jia Kui laughed wildly, constantly emitting red light from its body. Its gaze fell on Qiu Zhen's Dharma Body, slightly surprised:

“Under the radiance of this demon god, your mind can remain calm and not fall into illusion. No wonder you dare to lure me out. You truly have some skill.”

Qiu Zhen's Dharma Body also curiously sized up the demon in front of him, his heart also filled with curiosity.

In the eyes of Fairy Yun Rou, Monk Zhen Kong, or rather, in various books and records, the demon heads produced by cultivation were all extremely terrifying existences, capable of causing one to fall into eternal damnation with a single misstep. Their fierce reputation was well-known.

However, upon seeing this “eloquent” Yin demon, Qiu Zhen's inner tension and panic vanished.

It seemed that the mystique had been dispelled all at once.

The so-called mystery, power, unknown, and allure of the “demon head” seemed to no longer exist in front of him.

“Are you the Yin demon that fellow Daoists speak of?”

Qiu Zhen frowned slightly:

“Could you be disguised by some kind of demon, spirit, or ghost? Are you not a true Yin demon?”

The Yin demon Jia Kui looked puzzled and frowned:

“Little Taoist, what do you mean?”

Qiu Zhen looked up and down at the Yin demon and shook his head repeatedly:

“You're too weak, far from the legendary terrifying demon head.”

“What!”

Jia Kui's copper bell-like eyes widened in disbelief, and anger welled up within him:

“This demon is the vanguard General Jia Kui under the Demon Emperor. You ignorant child, how dare you insult me!”

With that, the Yin demon Jia Kui became enraged, and blood-colored flames erupted from its body, causing red light to soar into the sky.

In a short moment, the Sea of Consciousness world was dyed blood-red, and twisted, eerie illusions faintly gestated.

This was clearly the “demon realm” feared by countless cultivators. Falling into the demon realm meant uncertain life and death.

Once a “demon realm” arose in the Sea of Consciousness, even if one escaped this time.

In future cultivation, the demon realm would repeatedly sweep back, like maggots attached to the bone. No matter how firm one's Dao heart was, one would lose their armor and abandon their weapons under the boundless demon realm, eventually sinking into the demon realm and losing all their cultivation.

Seeing the blood-colored demonic light invading his Sea of Consciousness, Qiu Zhen's Dharma Body did not panic at all, his primordial spirit nature guarding the One.

In the next moment, the primordial spirit Dharma Body bloomed with ten thousand rays of golden light.

The boundless blood light, upon encountering the golden light, melted instantly like spring snow meeting warm sunshine.

The fierce momentum of the blood-colored demonic light was immediately suppressed by the golden light, melting away bit by bit.

In a short moment, the situation reversed, and the blood-colored demonic light collapsed like a mountain, routed and disorganized.

“Primordial spirit Dharma Body… You actually awakened the primordial spirit Dharma Body!”

The Yin demon Jia Kui's eyes were filled with horror and despair, but even more so with disbelief.

However, before it could finish speaking, the golden light penetrated its body, and its form collapsed and vanished into nothingness in an instant.

In just a few breaths.

The Sea of Consciousness world returned to its usual tranquility.

“That's it?”

Qiu Zhen was stunned.

He was somewhat disappointed when he first saw the Yin demon.

The other party was weaker than he had imagined.

However, he never expected the Yin demon to be even weaker than he had imagined.

He had originally intended to seriously injure the other party and then subdue it to ask questions, filling the gaps in his knowledge.

As a result, it turned into nothingness with a single ray of golden light.

“Blessings of immeasurable heavenly veneration, just started cultivating, and didn't know how to control my strength.”

Qiu Zhen shook his head, a hint of excitement hidden in his heart.

He could tell that the demon head wasn't lying. It was a genuine “Yin demon,” but when the demon head met him, it was completely no match.

It was as if it had met its nemesis.

“Could this be the benefit of the Sudden Enlightenment of the Dao of Pills, awakening the primordial spirit Dharma Body?”

Qiu Zhen muttered to himself, increasingly grateful for his decision to sacrifice himself to Xu Dao.

Of course, he didn't delve into it. His eyes fell on the place where the “Yin demon Jia Kui” had dissipated.

A thumb-sized blood-colored crystal floated in the void, emitting a faint red light.

Qiu Zhen immediately became interested:

“What is this?”