Fang Feiyu wrapped the Nascent Soul in his hand with his own spiritual power.
Then he threw it into the air above the mine.
A bit of blood-colored spiritual fire appeared at the fingertips, "Go."
It fell on the Nascent Soul that was floating in the air.
When it encountered Fang Feiyu's spiritual power, it instantly turned into a fireball.
Spiritual power continuously provides energy for burning, and the imprisoned Nascent Soul continuously provides energy for Fang Feiyu's spiritual power.
A shrill cry came from the fireball.
The sound echoed throughout the mine for a long time.
The blood-red light illuminated the entire mine, and the pearls used for lighting were now somewhat dim.
Fang Feiyu nodded with satisfaction.
"This is what a demon cultivator looks like."
The monks in the mine, whether they were miners or supervisors, all trembled slightly.
The Yuanying Great Monk ordered it and it happened immediately. It was so terrifying.
"Overseer, I request to use the secret technique once more every day!"
"Yes, once a day, how long do you have to wait for the Demon Lord?"
"You can't delay the Demon Lord's important task. I also want more training!"
The supervisor also nodded.
"Well, I'll go with you."
This scene appears in all levels of the mine.
The shrill sound continued for a year before it became weaker and fainter.
The miners, who were used to it, would even look up and point when they went to deliver the ore every day.
"Hey, the shouting is a lot quieter today."
"Hehe, I'm afraid this senior can't bear it anymore."
"Who would have thought that a high and mighty Yuanying master would end up like this."
"You deserve this for disobeying the Blood Sea Demon Lord."
There was cheerful laughter coming from the queue.
This is also one of their few entertainments.
Looking at the monks who were once high and mighty, now having such a miserable end, they felt as refreshed as if they had eaten a chilled watermelon in the hot summer.
Of course, he was even more in awe of Fang Feiyu, who was known as the "Blood Sea Demon Lord."
At this moment, Fang Feiyu was standing on the platform at the bottom of the pit. There was a formation on it, so outsiders could not enter.
He stood on the edge of the platform, looking down at the long queue of miners below.
"Are there any blood soul crystals that are about to mature recently?"
With his hands behind his back, in his hands were a few fresh blood soul crystals.
"Master, a large number of them will mature soon."
"Ever since you hung the Nascent Soul in the air, the miners have been very active and use the secret method at least twice a day."
"Yes, but we should not be too aggressive. The health of these miners is very important. We should not waste a batch of miners every time we plant them. We should take a long-term view."
"I see."
Leng Yuanzhou nodded and straightened up.
The blood soul crystal on his chest, which was about to leave his body, was particularly conspicuous. It was a sign that it was about to mature.
Fang Feiyu was very pleased.
Born as a spiritual farmer, he once again found the feeling of the good harvest of spiritual farmers.
But now there is no so-called family exploitation.
The rice grown is no longer priced in spirit stones.
Time flies and the world changes dramatically.
He is no longer the little spiritual farmer who can be manipulated at will, but a Nascent Soul cultivator who controls the life and death of millions of cultivators in a sect.
Or the honorific title they gave him privately, Blood Sea Demon Lord.
The sudden emotion made Cheng Qian, who was fishing, put away his fishing rod.
Dump all the bait into the sea.
Then he spoke to the surging sea below.
"I, the ancestor of the fish you caught, am going on a long journey, so I'm giving you all these baits. Feed them fatter and I'll catch you again when I come back!"
Carrying the empty fish basket, Cheng Qian turned and left.
A momentary sigh, a whim.
Then set off early, as I have been confined by fishing recently.
It’s a good opportunity to go and take a look at the Lingyun Market of that time.
Look at the spiritual fields there and look at those old friends, if any are still there.
He still couldn't forget the nervousness he felt when he fled far away, carrying their future in his arms and that huge amount of spirit stones.
No one dared to imagine what kind of damage that amount of spirit stones would cause to a Jindan sect.
Occasionally, it’s quite interesting to look back at the road I came from.
To go whenever you want and be free and easy is the true practice.
Fang Feiyu, who was carrying a heavy load, was also harvesting blood soul crystals.
In the past few months, Blood Soul Crystals have been produced almost every day.
These "meat fields" were given a holiday, during which they could complete only half of the mining tasks and have free time to rest.
He also asked people from the sect to bring spiritual food and spiritual wine.
It’s like going from hell to the fairyland.
This is their most nourishing period.
Fang Feiyu, who should have been happy about having harvested a lot of blood soul crystals, was a little depressed.
He could feel that these "meat fields" would basically be useless if used one or two more times.
This "waste" does not mean that one cannot practice, nor does it mean that one's realm is lowered, nor does it mean death.
But their spirit and energy cannot support the production of Blood Soul Crystals multiple times.
That’s true. After all, there is an origin in this blood soul crystal. The origin of life cannot appear out of thin air.
Its origin is obvious then.
The instinctive protection mechanism of the cultivator's body does not allow the loss of the origin multiple times, which causes the cultivator's origin to be slightly damaged and can no longer be provided for the growth of the blood soul crystal.
Monk, it’s not enough.
This is the huge problem Fang Feiyu is facing now.
He called Leng Yuanzhou.
"This is the Infant Condensation Pill that we agreed on earlier as your reward. Go back to the Demon Cave to adjust your condition and consolidate your Infant."
"I will never forget your kindness, lord."
"We are all demon cultivators, so there is no need to say any more nonsense."
Leng Yuanzhou was a little embarrassed. The sect leader spoke too bluntly. Could it be a common problem among blood-path demon cultivators?
"I won't give it to you for free. You don't think that just planting a blood soul crystal can exchange for an infant-condensing pill, right?"
"Please give me your orders."
"Well, your attitude is good. Before you go into seclusion, go find Bai Qiao and ask him to urge those Nascent Soul cultivators who promised to send me foundation-building cultivators."
"It's been so long, two years, and I haven't seen a hair. I just eat and don't work, right?"
"Give them a time limit. Within half a year, each of them must send me at least two hundred foundation-building warriors and ten golden core warriors."
"If there's not enough, I'll go there myself and get their people to make up the difference."
"Yes, I will definitely convey this to Vice Sect Leader Bai."
"After he finishes, come to my place."
After Fang Feiyu gave the order, he fell into deep thought again.
Leng Yuanzhou held the Ningying Pill in his hand, not daring to disturb him. He bowed and left quietly.
Feiyu had already experimented with it a few days ago, and found that the quality of this blood soul crystal is very good, better than the ones he bought before.
The origin was also absorbed into the Nine Evils Soul-Devouring Bottle and preserved, and there have been no accidents so far.
The bloody evil energy was collected into a magical weapon found by the sect.
A blood soul crystal perfectly unleashes its value.
The origin, which can be absorbed by the entity, is the foundation for achieving enlightenment.
The spiritual energy is absorbed by the clone and used to nourish the jade talisman. It accumulates and the quantitative change leads to qualitative change, which is the trump card.
The blood evil energy can be sold in exchange for spirit crystals. The blood evil energy in five blood soul crystals can be exchanged for one spirit crystal.
After a simple review, he found out where to focus in the future.
First, expanding the scale of production requires a large number of foundation-building or golden elixir cultivators.
Second, open up new ways to make money.
He had an idea to expand the scale of production.
As for new sources of income, they can rely on the Demon Sect in the short term, but in the next year, the Demon Sect will not be able to supply the tens of thousands of units.
He thought of the Xueyu Chamber of Commerce.
Maybe I can get some spiritual crystals from there.
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