Above the Great Dao

Chen Shi was also taken aback; this little female bird had only refined a wisp of aura, yet it matched the diligent cultivation of her brother, Peng Ju, over these days.

"Comparing birds makes birds angry."

Chen Shi sighed inwardly, "Peng Yan'er's talent is remarkable. Their family has been guarding this treasure mountain all along but never managed to cultivate. I deciphered the Blood Lake Scripture, which allowed them to start tapping into this treasure mountain. However, after I leave, the siblings alone won't be able to fully exploit this mountain. I should elevate Peng Yan'er to the point where she can autonomously refine the rosy clouds, and then she can help Peng Ju. Once Granny solves the demons within my body, I can leave without worry."

He captured another wisp of rosy clouds and, as he refined it, shared a fragment with Peng Yan'er.

Gradually, the blood pool behind Peng Yan'er's head grew larger, and her wings gradually turned golden, emitting divine light, with her Bloodline Power growing stronger and stronger.

She was still a little squirt, about the same height as Chen Shi.

An adult Roc stands about two zhang tall, while Peng Yan'er wasn't even six feet, only comparable to a human child of four or five years old.

Yet now she was undoubtedly the best in the village!

In the underworld, there was no distinction between day and night. Chen Shi continued to cultivate with Peng Yan'er for two days before she finally succeeded in reaching the Blood Pool Realm.

Her mana was abundant, and her Qi-Blood was extremely vigorous. Chen Shi tried to compare her Cultivation Realm with the Mortal World Cultivation but found it incomparable. The Blood Lake Scripture's accomplishment of the Blood Pool Realm relied on one's Bloodline Power, inconsistent with traditional realm divisions.

In terms of combat power, Chen Shi estimated it was roughly between Golden Core Nine-Turn and Nascent Soul Realm.

Yet the Blood Pool Realm could burst with astonishing combat power instantly, and the terrifying blood refinement ability of the Blood Lake Scripture was a formidable defense. Even those with a much higher Cultivation Realm could easily fall into her hands!

Peng Yan'er could barely capture a thin wisp of rosy clouds for her own cultivation, no longer needing Chen Shi's aid, who focused on his cultivation.

In these past two days, his Blood Pool had grown four to five times larger than before, though still far from the Blood Lake Realm.

Upon reaching the Blood Lake Realm, one could refine a Blood Lake Hell, redeem the souls of the deceased, and accumulate merit.

The Blood Lake Scripture states that achieving the Blood Lake Realm and refining a Blood Lake Hell often results in great meritorious deeds.

When one reaches the Blood Sea Realm, redeeming more souls, the merit can sanctify, transcending the mundane!

"But how can such a sinister cultivation technique bring merit?"

Chen Shi turned his head back to observe the Blood Pool behind him, floating in the void. To outsiders, it appeared only the size of a washbasin, but in his eyes, it spanned over a hundred acres.

The ghost he killed still struggled within the Blood Pool, screaming silently.

"Is this guy my merit?"

Chen Shi realized, thinking to himself, "Killing him really was a great deed."

He was at peace, just waiting to reach the Blood Lake Realm and become a doer of good.

He cultivated under the Blood Stream for another two days, expanding the Blood Pool to a length and breadth of a hundred zhang.

A large lake is called a lake; reaching this stage could already be termed a Blood Lake.

However, he had yet to achieve the Blood Lake Realm.

"The Blood Lake Scripture states a thousand degrees Ascension. To redeem ten thousand masters, to become an Immortal. I've only redeemed one ghost, still a long way from ten thousand degrees Ascension."

Chen Shi pondered, "Strange, does this cultivation technique's so-called ten thousand degrees Ascension mean that upon reaching the Blood Sea Realm, one can Tribulation Crossing and Ascend to become an Immortal? Is this really not a Demon Technique but an Immortal Law?"

As he cultivated by the Blood Stream, suddenly an inexplicable force pulled at him, causing his Divine Soul to waver, wanting to leave this body!

"Granny Sha is summoning my soul! Could it be that the demons within me have been completely purged?"

Chen Shi realized suddenly and hurriedly told Peng Yan'er, "Yan'er, I must return to the Mortal World. Look after yourself these days! Once I've settled my physical body, I'll come find you!"

Peng Yan'er didn't understand his meaning. Suddenly, Chen Shi's Primordial Spirit was pulled by Granny Sha's spell, flying out of his body with a whoosh, passing through the Yin-Yang barrier, and entering the Mortal World!

Before Peng Yan'er, Chen Shi's Skull Body fell.

Peng Yan'er was startled, quickly trying to help Chen Shi, narrowly avoiding being crushed to the ground by the heavy skeleton.

Chen Shi had tempered this bone with the Blood Lake Scripture. The skeleton was terrifyingly heavy.

Peng Yan'er struggled to set the skeleton upright, letting it sit against a rock, accompanying her in cultivation. She thought to herself, "Where did Brother Chen Shi go? Is the Mortal World fun? Why hasn't Brother Peng Ju returned yet?"

Worried that Chen Shi might get cold, she wove a feather garment and clothed the skeleton, talking to the skeleton when exhausted from cultivation.

But it was more like talking to herself.

In the underworld, danger lurked everywhere, with the threat of death at any time. Her parents had long passed away, leaving her and her brother to rely on each other. Peng Ju found an errand job at the Heavenly Pond East Palace, leaving her alone at home.

Sometimes she visited neighbors' houses and helped with chores, but more often, she stayed quietly at home, waiting for her brother's return.

She busied herself by cleaning the house repeatedly, tidying every speck of dust, and talking to herself.

Now, with Chen Shi's skeletal body accompanying her, she felt happier and not alone.

But she was a bit worried about her brother, who said he would complete his task at the Eastern Palace and hadn't returned yet.

"Tonight seems to be Fog Month night!" Peng Yan'er's expression changed slightly.

In the air, many Funiao clanspeople flapped their wings and flew into their nests, bolting their doors tightly.