"This elixir must be problematic!" Yuan Ming's face was ashen, and his mind was filled with confusion.

He considered himself to be respectful towards Elder Hu Huo, aside from exchanging Blood Food monthly for the antidote, they had no other interactions, let alone conflicts. Why would he harm me?

By now, pondering over this has become meaningless.

Yuan Ming took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and fully activated the Nine Elements Technique, concentrating his heart and spirit, trying to resist the restlessness surging up from the depths of his heart.

As time ticked by, Yuan Ming's heart sank with it.

The backlash brought on by the Fur Cloak Skill showed no sign of diminishing, with each wave stronger than the last, becoming more and more intense.

Yuan Ming, transformed into a White Ape, sat cross-legged on the ground, his cheeks flushed red, sweat constantly rolling off his forehead, his breathing heavy and abnormal.

His fingertips had elongated considerably, and the hair on his body had grown much longer, messily spread around him, and his eyes had mostly turned blood red, flickering with a wild beast's ferocity, drool constantly dripping from the corners of his mouth.

If he could see himself at this moment, he would notice that he looked very similar to Hagon before.

The erosion and mutation of his body was one thing, but after resisting for such a long time, his mind was also on the verge of collapsing.

"Have all my efforts been in vain? No! I will not accept this!" Yuan Ming's face twisted with rage as he let out a low roar.

Boom!

An extremely formidable malevolent aura burst forth, breaking through the defense of the incense burner's heat, hammering down upon his spirit.

Yuan Ming's body trembled violently, the incense burner in his arms fell out, rolling several feet away.

Shocked, he hurriedly opened his eyes and got up, trying to retrieve the incense burner.

What he could rely on now was only the warmth emanating from the mysterious incense burner; the farther the distance, the less effective it would be.

"Boom," a surge of even stronger malevolence suddenly erupted in his heart, making his blood boil and turning his eyes completely blood-red.

Without the help of the incense burner's heat, Yuan Ming's barely maintained defenses collapsed instantaneously.

His head rang with a "buzz," and he collapsed to the ground, limbs twitching, the hair on his body moving as if alive, growing rapidly before his eyes.

His consciousness was also invaded by the thought of bloodlust, his last bit of clarity sinking quickly.

"Swish," a book fell out of his arms, the Moonlight Technique given to him by the silver cat.

Yuan Ming's dim eyes flickered, and in a trance, the content of the Moonlight Technique flashed word by word in his mind.

According to the classic, cultivating the Moonlight Technique not only grants one bizarre soul cultivation techniques but also seems to have an effect on stabilizing the mind.

His mind moved, and he subconsciously began to operate according to the description in the Moonlight Technique.

The Moonlight Technique was difficult to cultivate; he had spent more than half a month and had barely cultivated the first layer's basics. He had not even grasped the so-called manipulation of Divine Soul Power; however, now faced with a life-and-death situation, his mind was not very clear, and unable to attend to the details, he bypassed observing his entire body and ran the technique roughly, attempting to control the Soul Power, plowing through many points directly.

Yuan Ming only felt a severe pain in his head as if numerous small knives were stirring inside, veins on his forehead throbbing, his nostrils suddenly warmed, and two streams of blood flowed out.

It was unclear whether the Moonlight Technique was taking effect or if the severe pain in his brain had sparked a response, but the restlessness in his heart eased slightly.

At that moment, Yuan Ming had only one thought in his mind: to keep operating the Moonlight Technique.

The next moment, the veins on his forehead throbbed even more violently, not just his nostrils, but blood started streaming from all seven facial orifices.

Yuan Ming's reckless actions had some unintentional benefits.

When he previously operated the Moonlight Technique, the part of the Sea of Consciousness he could observe was very limited; now this area expanded rapidly, and he could see nearly half of the Sea of Consciousness, and the scope continued to grow.

A few breaths later, "boom," a muffled sound was heard, and a dazzling white light lit up in his brain, illuminating the entire Sea of Consciousness.

It looked like an ocean, streams of Soul Power filling it, weaker at the edges but denser towards the center, and at the core stood a vague human silhouette.

Unconsciously, he had achieved Inner Observation, a crucial step in Observing the Sea of Consciousness!

The next moment, Yuan Ming shook all over and slowly opened his eyes, his face initially blank; only after a good while did a few shades of clarity appear in his eyes. Spotanerror?Visittheoriginal

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But then, as if remembering something, he immediately closed his eyes again, releasing his Divine Sense to begin Inner Observation.

"Is this... my Divine Soul?" Yuan Ming curiously examined the human silhouette standing in the midst of his Sea of Consciousness.

Inside the Sea of Consciousness, there wasn't just Soul Power; it was also mixed with lots of dark red mist, which looked very similar to Soul Power and was full of chaotic energy.

Yuan Ming briefly thought and guessed that this blood-colored mist was most likely the malevolent aura causing the backlash of the White Ape Fur Technique.

The Blood Mist was encroaching towards the deepest part of the Sea of Consciousness and had already infected over half of it, with traces of blood tainting his Soul Power everywhere it passed.

The only small area in the center of the Sea of Consciousness still barely maintained its original appearance, but under the erosion of the Blood Mist from all directions, it began to change color as well.

Yuan Ming finally understood the full extent of how the Fur Cloak Skill eroded the mind, and with a thought, he continued to activate the Moonlight Technique.

After seeing through the entire Sea of Consciousness, his recognition and understanding of the Moonlight Technique subtly rose to a new level, and the circulation of his Soul Power became even more fluid.

A wave of coolness emerged, like pouring a stream of fresh spring water onto parched land, his rapidly sinking consciousness seemed to have grabbed onto a piece of driftwood and ceased to sink further.

"It's really effective!"

Yuan Ming was both alarmed and delighted in his heart, continuing to operate the Moonlight Technique with all his might while forcing his body to pick up the incense burner and keep holding it in his embrace.

As the warm air emitted from the incense burner penetrated inside, the pressure on him greatly eased, and the operation of the Moonlight Technique became even smoother.

The incense burner was originally able to stabilize the mind. Coupled with the proactive assault of the Moonlight Technique, the two worked together and quickly suppressed the thoughts of bloodthirsty slaughter, preventing the dark red mist in the Sea of Consciousness from continuing its erosion.

The Blood Light in his eyes began to fade, the rapid mutation of his body came to a halt, and then slowly recovered.

Half an hour later.

Yuan Ming reverted to his previous form, and the White Ape Skin returned to normal as well. With a hissing sound, it fell off and landed on the ground.

He exhaled deeply, packed up the incense burner, picked up the book on the Moonlight Technique, his face showing excitement.

The unexpected efficacy of the Moonlight Technique was beyond his anticipation. Had he known this earlier, he should not have abandoned it halfway through. Of course, if he hadn't accidentally achieved Observing the Sea of Consciousness due to unforeseen errors, even if he persisted, he might not have made any progress.

Fortunately, it was not too late to start realizing this now.

Yuan Ming's brows suddenly twitched as he thought of a possibility.

Combining all that had happened before, he couldn't help but speculate that the reason why the Fur Cloak Skill's backlash was intensifying might be related to the Detoxification Elixirs provided monthly by Elder Hu Huo, also known as the Biluo Cave Sect.

Perhaps the Detoxification Elixirs he consumed last month, or even earlier, contained something that triggered the backlash of the Fur Cloak Skill. Before, he might have been unable to sense it, and he never thought in this direction. However, the recent contemplation of the Moonlight Technique had invisibly enhanced his control over Divine Sense, which allowed him to notice this clue.

Using the Fur Cloak Skill excessively was known to drive one to madness, eventually turning into a rationality-devoid Human Demon. This is why the seemingly modest requirement of a thousand pieces of Blood Food is rarely met by the Fur Beast Slaves. Why then, did Elder Hu Huo speed up this process by providing the monthly Detoxification Elixir? What was his purpose?

Was this his personal initiative, or the intent of the Biluo Cave Sect? If it was the latter, it would mean that all Fur Beast Slaves were going through the same ordeal, because everyone had to obtain the antidote through people like Elder Hu Huo each month.

At this thought, Yuan Ming felt a chill down his spine.

And that mysterious silver cat, it probably had already noticed the problem, which is why it gave him this book on the Moonlight Technique?

Yuan Ming's expression fluctuated between light and dark. Today's events were full of twists and turns, the Biluo Cave's regular "antidote," the enigmatic silver cat, everything was beyond his ability to handle.

"Strength! I must improve my strength as soon as possible, otherwise I might not even know how I died," he clenched his fists.

At that moment, a streak of green light flashed by, and the large stone door of the cave was split into two halves and fell with a thunderous crash, kicking up a great cloud of dust.

Yuan Ming abruptly stood up, pinched a magical technique and activated the Fur Cloak Skill, instantly transforming into the form of a White Ape.

The dust outside the door slowly dispersed, revealing three figures.

The two leading the way were none other than Kun Tu and Elder Hu Huo, with a blind-in-one-eye red-clothed woman standing behind Kun Tu, her expression rather cold, seemingly Kun Tu's follower.

"Kun Tu! Elder Hu Huo!" Yuan Ming's eyes narrowed into a thin slit.

Kun Tu took a step with his right foot as if to enter the cave. Seeing Yuan Ming standing there in good condition, his expression faltered.

"Hu Huo, didn't you say you put ten times the dose of Spirit Rhinoceros Fragrance in the medicine? Why is Yuan Ming still so lucid?" Kun Tu turned to Elder Hu Huo.

"It is indeed strange. Ten times the Spirit Rhinoceros Fragrance should be enough to make him succumb directly, or even to die on the spot," Elder Hu Huo was also quite surprised.

The two's unabashed conversation paid no heed to Yuan Ming as if he was of no concern.

"So it's the work of you two! I'm just an ordinary Fur Beast Slave, why target me like this?" Hearing their conversation, Yuan Ming confirmed his suspicions and chillingly asked.

"I have no interest in explaining it to you. Just play the fool," Kun Tu scoffed, a ball of green light shining in his right hand.

"It's because of Chen Wan," Yuan Ming suddenly said, his tone certain.

At these words, Kun Tu's expression stiffened.

Yuan Ming guessed from Kun Tu's expression that he was right. The day he saved Chen Wan was just an impulsive act, he had no intention of opposing Kun Tu, considering their difference in status, why would he seek trouble?

But he hadn't expected Kun Tu to be so narrow-minded as to try to kill him off completely over such a trivial matter.

"Since you've guessed it, I'll let you die with understanding. My status is no longer what it used to be. Although that incident was a minor one, I won't leave any potential problems for my future, so you must die here today. Next life, before you meddle, remember to open your eyes!" Kun Tu's eyes flashed coldly, and before his words had even finished, he raised his hands and conjured a spell.

Two wide Wind Blades shot out from his hands, whistling as they headed straight for Yuan Ming, larger and faster than those produced by the Green Wolf mount of the other day.