Master of Strange Dao

Lin Fu was ultimately convinced by the incessant persuasion of the Heart Demon, and he planned to ask Yu Ziqing about it.

Looking for the Crown Prince of Dali was out of the question; his situation could not be revealed to outsiders, regardless of how unique it was, because, strictly speaking, it could potentially be replicated.

Collaborating with a Devil was like retrieving a hot chestnut from the fire; mishandling could easily lead to disaster.

He temporarily believed in his Heart Demon, not because he was bewitched, but because of continuous probing, plus the Heart Demon seemed eager to open its heart to him. In addition, they took the Heavenly Devil Great Oath together. With all these factors combined, he dared to go forward with it.

There was another crucial reason: Normally, he could not possibly advance to the Eighth Tier.

Previously, he had become devilic and suffered severe injuries, causing some damage to his foundation. The Devil True Yuan, mixed with Demonic Qi, was not pure either.

He just wanted to try; what if there was still a glimmer of hope?

Knowing himself well, he reasoned by analogy that there were too many people in the world who were stuck like him, unable to advance.

If given a chance, they certainly would not give up.

In the end, Uncle Fu could only turn to Yu Ziqing.

After sending out the information, he quickly received a response; Yu Ziqing was currently in the south of Dali.

Moreover, Yu didn't ask what he was up to but casually sent a barrel of demonic qi, filled with the purest demonic qi, originating from a Heavenly Demon, derived from demonic qi produced by a Ninth-Tier Body Cultivator.

Ordinary cultivators would become devilic instantly by inhaling just a breath; the quality was extremely high and pure.

"See, I told you my big brother must have it."

Lin Fu hid in the quiet room, ensuring it was sealed, and slowly opened the demonic qi barrel. The pitch-black demonic qi surged forth, and with just a bit of contamination, his flesh began to show signs of becoming devilic.

"Hiss, such pure demonic qi! No wonder my big brother, with this quality of demonic qi, must have torn apart at least one Ninth-Tier Devil himself."

Lin Fu ignored the Heart Demon flattering in the void and quietly sensed the demonic qi, his expression solemn.

One thing was for sure, the Heart Demon was not wrong.

His completely devilic state couldn't match the quality of the demonic qi from the barrel.

The source of this demonic qi was certainly a Great Devil; calling it Ninth-Tier seemed plausible to Lin Fu.

Eighth Tier should not have this quality...

And it shouldn't be from the likes of a mere Devil Thought; it should be a true, famous Great Devil.

Ah, Jinlan Mountain was truly blessed by Heaven.

Lin Fu sighed inwardly; back then, just approaching Jinlan Mountain a bit nearly scared his Heart Demon to collapse.

If he could live at Jinlan Mountain, there would be no risk of becoming devilic, and even if he did, no Devil Thought would arise.

This idea flashed by, and thinking of later staying away from the Gu Family, he wondered if he could ask to go to Jinlan Mountain.

"Don't just stand there, the quality of demonic qi here is extremely high, far surpassing the demonic qi on you.

Your Devil True Yuan has too many impurities, the demonic qi isn't great either, quickly absorb it bit by bit and refine it.

Then cast all your Devil True Yuan and demonic qi into it for refinement."

The Heart Demon urged anxiously.

Lin Fu concentrated, absorbing the demonic qi from the barrel, refining it into seeds circling the center of his Qi Sea, refining it bit by bit.

Time slowly passed, and after more than a month.

Lin Fu opened his eyes again, and in his Qi Sea, all the Devil True Yuan and demonic qi, which previously had many impurities and low purity, disappeared completely.

There, a new mixture of Yuans and demonic qi was refined from a new, high-quality demonic qi, and its quality was extremely high.

Just seeing that pitch-black vortex, he felt a sudden, prophetic sense.

The Heart Demon in his Heart Field also turned solemn, became silent, and withdrew all its power, striving not to disturb Lin Fu.

The devil patterns on Lin Fu's body gradually dissipated, and at this moment, all his power came entirely from himself.

He stood quietly, with one hand on his blade, gathering strength. When he gathered strength for a full day, the momentum nearly exploding, shocking all the surrounding defenses to the point of constant flashing.

When all that power suddenly collected, his power seemed to vanish entirely.

Holding the hilt of the blade, motionless, he suddenly gave the onlooker the illusion that the blade had already been drawn.

In the Heart Field, the Heart Demon slightly raised its head, watching the blade light descending from the heavens, grinning ear to ear.

Opening its arms, it welcomed the fall of the blade.

The next moment, the Heart Demon's body shattered into pieces, turning into dust, dissipating in the Heart Field.

Even the Heart Field shattered along with the Heart Demon's dissolution, disappearing completely.

Before Lin Fu, black qi condensed, slowly forming a human shape, a figure emerged with only a slight resemblance to himself.

The Heart Demon's form gathered, immediately checking and confirming no issues, and then smilingly praised Lin Fu profusely.

"Not bad, not bad, as expected of me, to truly help you advance to the Incarnation Realm.

But I must say, Lin Fu, your Blade Dao skills have nothing to do with me."