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Cultivation by Trial and Error

Chapter 658: 651: The Mysteriously Surging Power

Author: Pickled long beans
updatedAt: 2025-09-17

Chapter 658: Chapter 651: The Mysteriously Surging Power

After being accepted under Chen Hai, Ye Fangxian’s cave mansion was established halfway up Black Water Immortal Mountain.

Having spent several two-hour periods inside the Black Water Myriad Spirit Pool without any success, he greeted Chen Hai and left, dejected, to return to his own cave mansion.

Ye Fangxian’s situation required him to sort it out himself, and outsiders fundamentally could not help.

Frowning within the Inheritance Hall, Chen Hai paced back and forth.

“Fangxian is a reincarnation of an Innate Spiritual Treasure; there’s definitely no question about his aptitude.”

“In the Black Water Myriad Spirit Pool, his failure to obtain any inheritance must be unrelated to his aptitude.”

“Perhaps, there are still flaws in the Black Water True Technique I created, or maybe it’s precisely because Ye Fangxian has an extraordinary origin that the Black Water True Technique doesn’t suit him, leading to these results.”

After turning these thoughts over in his mind for a long time, Chen Hai murmured to himself.

Inheriting a True Skill is sometimes just that bizarre.

Like his wife, Ye Qingqing, who, before joining the Bloodthirsty Sect, received numerous attempts by him himself to help her start her cultivation, but nothing ever worked.

However, after she joined the Bloodthirsty Sect, her strength advanced by leaps and bounds as if she had cheated, and she even became the Sect Master of the Bloodthirsty Sect.

The creator of the Black Water True Technique, Chen Hai himself, was undoubtedly the most knowledgeable about it.

However, being the first to establish such a Dharma Method, he had absolutely no experience; many aspects were mere assumptions based on his intuition.

At most, he could only ensure that even if one gained nothing during the process of inheriting the True Skill, one could retreat intact, without facing much danger.

Really, beyond never exceeding his own power level and realm, he was not very clear about the mystical benefits that might manifest for those who adopted his True Skill and practiced it.

Inside the Inheritance Hall, Chen Hai contemplated for a long time.

Wanting to perfect the Black Water True Technique and deduce other Inheritance Dharma Methods to infuse into the surging black water in the Ten Thousand Spirit Pond was a long-term process, certainly not something achievable in a short period.

Since Ye Fangxian was unable to receive the inheritance and cultivate the Black Water True Technique, Chen Hai didn’t have a solution for the time being.

Thinking about not having other disciples, he considered the matter of perfecting the Inheriting True Method and decided to set it aside for now.

The presence of Demon King Chili was like a fishbone stuck in his throat, making it urgent to increase his power as early as possible.

Inside the Cultivation Hall, Chen Hai’s gaze followed his nose and his mind as he sat down cross-legged.

“Right, before cultivating, how could I forget the necessary leisure activity?”

Just as he was about to start his meditation, Chen Hai suddenly slapped his forehead.

He took out his Storage Bag and extracted the grassman, beast skin, and Hongming Blade, which were necessary for the Seven-Day Curse Killing Technique, one by one.

Covering the grassman with the beast skin inscribed with the words ‘Demon King Chili’,

Chen Hai visualized the appearance of Demon King Chili, positioning the covered grassman in front of him, his mouth began to chant.

Within the Ten Thousand Mountains, at the base of the continuous mountain ranges, inside a subterranean cavern.

Having fled back to his own territory disgracefully from the Cang Mountain Territory, Demon King Chili had been hiding here.

He hadn’t seen any of his Demon Clan subordinates.

The reason was simple: he simply didn’t trust these fellows.

After all, the Demon Clan was originally cruel and brutal, hardly known for their affections. Who knew, once they found out he was afflicted by a curse and his strength greatly diminished, unable to act, that they might harbor other intentions?

With the nature of those from the Demon Clan, swallowing Demon King Chili whole, treating him as cultivation fodder for their own advancement, was not an impossibility.

It was precisely because of his sudden disappearance that those demons under his command, lacking a backbone, invaded the surrounding territories and were utterly defeated, driven back into the Ten Thousand Mountains by humans.

“The humans within the Cang Mountain Territory are truly despicable and shameless, unable to defeat me face-to-face, they resorted to using such a vile curse to scheme against me!”

“During these days hidden in the underground caverns, I can’t count how many demons suffered death at the hands of humans.”

“Blood debt must be paid in blood. In no more than half a year’s time, the curse on my body should be able to be completely resolved.”

“When that time comes, I want to turn the Cang Mountain Territory into a river of blood; I want to slaughter every human being within the territory.”

“Only in this way can I wash away the endless shame they have brought upon me…”

Like a statue that hadn’t moved for many days, Demon King Chili slowly opened his eyes.

He felt the residual curse power inside his body and heaved a slight sigh of relief, talking to himself.

However, before he could finish speaking, he abruptly felt the curse power within his body, which was not much left, as if it had been augmented somehow, surged dozens to hundreds of times over.

“Damn it, Master! It must surely be those treacherous humans within the Cang Mountain Territory, cursing me again.”

“Is there even an end to this? If they keep cursing like this, even someone as strong as me is left with only a path to death.”

“Damn those people, what kind of curse are they using, aren’t they worried about not killing me and instead causing fatal backlash to themselves?”

He could only grunt before Demon King Chili felt darkness before his eyes; his senses were again stripped away, his body involuntarily, and he fell back into silence.

At the peak of Black Water Immortal Mountain, within the Cultivation Hall.

“Cultivation also requires a balance of work and relaxation to double the benefits.”

“Before officially starting cultivation, taking some time for entertainment makes one feel refreshed and comfortable.”

Seeing the Mongolian Skin Grassman in front of him, pierced through his seven orifices with black blood seeping out intermittently, Chen Hai muttered to himself.

While feeling delighted, his cultivation efficiency also rose. Other than the bleeding Mongolian Skin Grassman that he left on the ground, items used for executing the Seven-day Curse Killing Technique were collected one by one.

After doing all this, he made no delay, sitting cross-legged on the floor, quickly entering into Meditation.

In the past few days, his concentration had been on the Seven-day Curse Killing. Other matters had been temporarily ignored.

But now, just as he entered Meditation, he felt something was off with his own body.

Wisps of pure power, seemingly in the same origin as him, traversed the endless void from an unknown source, mysteriously appearing in his Core Center Qi Sea, quietly incorporating into every part of his body.

His way of cultivation was primarily focusing on cultivating his own body.

Yet under this strange situation, he didn’t need to do anything, yet his power and realm seemed to naturally experience some growth.

Of course, this growth was not particularly fast.

Inspecting his entire body, Chen Hai closely observed for a long time.

By his estimation, the power that came from nowhere and merged into his body was roughly equivalent to one-fifth of the power he would gain from dedicated cultivation.

If this power could continuously flow into his body without interruption, five years of his hard cultivation would equate to six years of his previous practice.

“What exactly is happening here?” While the power gained without effort was exhilarating, Chen Hai couldn’t settle his mind without understanding the situation clearly.

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