Published: March 2, 2025
Chapter 42: Preparation
"In this cruel cultivation world, being weak is a kind of tragedy, a sin, because at any moment and any place, you might be crushed to death by a passing high-level cultivator."
"Low-level cultivators have no power to decide their own fate; their destiny is always influenced by high-level cultivators!"
"When you are weak, it is not sad to bend low and do everything to preserve yourself; it is merely a means, a necessary tactic to survive."
"When weak, one should work quietly and strive to become strong, enhancing their power instead of holding onto luck and praying for the mercy of high-level cultivators."
"Strength can be relied upon, and weakness can also be utilized!"
Watching the disappearing glow in the sky, Liu Yu's mind flashed with the contents of the "Summary of Demonic Cultivation," and finally withdrew his gaze.
The impact of the "Summary of Demonic Cultivation" on Liu Yu was greater than he had imagined. This book revealed the cruel reality of the cultivation world without a hint of tenderness.
Flattering others was merely a tactic aimed at avoiding war and gaining more time to cultivate—a necessary means. Liu Yu's heart was as calm as still water, without a ripple.
With the sun shining down, he squinted slightly, his pupils deep and distant.
Taking out the Giant Wood Sword from his storage bag, he flew towards Qingling Peak following the impressions in his memory.
Under the blazing sun, he navigated through the mountains, occasionally encountering the escape lights of unfamiliar faces, who quickly approached only to vanish in the blink of an eye. They were merely strangers, rushing along their own paths.
After about an hour of flying, Liu Yu arrived at Qingling Peak.
The spiritual vein at Qingling Peak had reached the first stage limit, about twice as rich as the spiritual energy of the outer sect's Greenwood Peak. However, there were significantly fewer cultivators residing here. When he occasionally met one or two, they only exchanged indifferent glances without any intention of socializing.
Following the location marked on the scroll from the Administrative Hall, Liu Yu found his new cave dwelling.
This new cave dwelling was much larger, carved into the mountain, with five or six empty rooms, including training rooms and alchemical pill refining rooms, far bigger than the original small wooden house. The cave was well-equipped, with no shortages whatsoever.
Unfortunately, with the war about to start, he would soon be heading to the border of Qingzhou, leaving him little time to settle in peacefully.
Liu Yu quickly tidied up the cave and then used the Immortal Abode to hasten the growth of several spiritual herbs. He then employed the disguise technique from the "Summary of Demonic Cultivation" to dress up and quietly left the cave dwelling.
In seven days, he would leave the sect, and after that, there would be no stable environment for cultivation. When chaos truly erupted, the reputation of Yuan Yang Sect would not be of much use; only one's own strength would be the most reliable.
In just seven days of meditation and cultivation, he wouldn't improve much; it would be better to prepare some talismans and magical artifacts to enhance his strength.
Steering the Giant Wood Sword, Liu Yu, now in disguise, flew towards the largest market in the sect. Since he was within the sect, he wasn't worried about being robbed, so he flew at full speed without concern for revealing his identity.
Although he had the identity of an alchemist as a cover, he still didn't want to reveal too much about himself.
Liuyun Fangshi was one of the better-known markets among the qi refinement stage disciples within Yuan Yang Sect.
Walking along the bustling streets, Liu Yu saw that the passing cultivators were mostly wearing Yuan Yang Sect's attire, with most dressed in gray robes as outer sect disciples, while inner sect disciples were few and scattered.
When Liu Yu, dressed in white, walked by, several good-looking female cultivators glanced at him and greeted him softly. Perhaps if he spoke, he could easily befriend them and discuss "cultivation experiences" together at night.