Soon, the Black Clam Spirit, which had reached the First Layer of the Dao Foundation Realm and successfully transformed into a true demon, completely perished.
After finishing the job, the Fat Catfish Spirit let out a satisfied burp, a look of contentment spreading across its ugly face.
Modification Points +27 (13%)
This Fat Catfish Spirit was, in fact, Hu Qi, who had transformed using his Twisted Light.
He had chosen to transform into the Fat Catfish Spirit for two reasons. First, it allowed him to hunt Spirit Monsters and other demons more efficiently, hiding amongst his own kind to strike when least expected.
Second, the Fat Catfish Spirit served a Demon King at the Nascent Element Level.
Even though the Fat Catfish Spirit was merely a Spirit Monster at the Qi Cultivation Level—not even a true demon—and its disappearance shouldn’t normally attract much attention... ’But what if it did?’
He had no idea of the true strength of a Demon King at the Nascent Element Level.
At his current level of strength, he wasn’t completely confident he could win against a Demon King of that level without using the Power of his Spirit Seed.
Besides, it’s better to be safe than sorry. To ensure everything went off without a hitch, taking on a Disguise was undoubtedly the safer option.
’That Black Clam Spirit was rather interesting. To be able to condense a human-like form right after entering the Dao Foundation Realm...’
Hu Qi’s gaze flickered as he recalled the technique the Black Clam Spirit had just used.
The fact that the Demon Race could achieve human Transformation was recorded in the information provided by the Taichu Demon Refining Talisman.
However, it didn’t specify what Realm one needed to reach to fully transform into a human.
But one thing was certain: it was absolutely impossible for a demon in the Dao Foundation Realm to achieve a complete human Transformation.
A member of the Demon Race in the Dao Foundation Realm could, at most, barely manage to conjure a rough human silhouette.
But their inherent demonic Features—such as scales, beast-like ears, or a tail—would be difficult to conceal and would still be clearly visible.
Based on this, Hu Qi secretly estimated that for a member of the Demon Race to achieve a complete human Transformation, they would have to reach the Nascent Element Realm at the very least.
As for the Black Clam Spirit, its ability to display a near-human form seemed to be the result of a Spirit-projecting Illusion Technique, upon closer thought.
But the realism was extremely high. Its words, actions, appearance, and demeanor were almost indistinguishable from a real human’s.
It really didn’t seem like a Demon Technique that a member of the Demon Race who had just entered the Dao Foundation Realm could perform.
In comparison, Hu Qi was more inclined to believe that, similar to the Electric Eel Spirit’s ability to discharge electricity, this was an innate Talent Ability of the Black Clam Spirit.
Shaking his head, he looked at his panel.
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[Skill: Profound Slaughter Nether Core Foundation Establishment Secret Record (Fifth Layer) △]
...
[Modification Points: 103 (25%)]
Five or six days had passed since he last came out of seclusion.
Over the past few days, he had been continuously hunting the surrounding Demon Race while disguised as the Fat Catfish Spirit.
Among his prey were two demons who had stepped into the Dao Foundation Level; the rest were all Spirit Monsters.
His Modification Points had reached one hundred.
As for his Cultivation, it was still at the Dao Foundation Fifth Layer.
However, after using his Spirit Devouring Talent to devour the power of a dozen or so members of the Demon Race, his Cultivation, which had advanced a bit too rapidly, had gradually stabilized.
’Oh well, this is enough for now! I’ve been very careful during my hunt these past few days, but I’ve still unavoidably attracted the attention of some Spirit Monsters. If I continue, it will very likely affect my future plans!’
At this thought, Hu Qi’s gaze shifted.
He looked at the area of jagged, grotesque rocks.
This place had been chosen by the Dao Foundation Level Black Clam Spirit as its place of Cultivation. Naturally, that meant it was also a Spiritual Energy node.
In terms of the sheer density of Spiritual Energy, this place far surpassed the cave where the Eel Spirit had been.
It would do as a place to cultivate for a while.
There were still a few days left until the Vortex Demon King’s wedding.
He could use this time to stabilize his Cultivation first.
With this thought in mind, his body flickered.
He transformed into a Black Clam and lay quietly on the bottom of the water.
...
「At the bottom of Tai Ze Lake.」
In a relatively flat area on the deep, dark lakebed, a Water Mansion was situated.
It was enveloped by a curtain of light that emitted a soft blue glow, holding back the turbulent currents.
The curtain of light rippled gently, like a layer of living, colored glass. Each ripple refracted a multicolored light, creating a stark contrast with the surrounding dark, cold lake water.
"The thirty-third wedding ceremony of the great Vortex Demon King! Now, o—pen—the—palace—gates!"
Just then, a Cyan Turtle stood upon a rock, its voice sending vibrations through the water.
The moment its voice faded, water lotuses rose from the lakebed all around, opening in unison to reveal their stamens.
The white cores embedded in the hearts of the lotuses released a soft white light, which combined to illuminate the entire area as if it were daytime.
Ahead, the curtain of light rippled, and rows of Shrimp Soldiers and Crab Generals emerged, weapons in hand, to stand guard on both sides.
At the same time, figures began arriving from all directions.
These were all Spirit Monsters of various strange shapes and sizes.
Clam Spirits with translucent shells stumbled along, occasionally dropping a few dusty, off-color pearls.
Ironclaw Crabs held up rusty pincers, their eight slender legs slipping on the reefs.
Frog-faced Monsters puffed out their asymmetrical cheek pouches, their greenish skin still bearing the dark spots of un-shed tadpole skin.
At the very end came Turtle Spirits huddled in their vaguely patterned shells, releasing a stream of bubbles every half-foot they swam.
Besides them were a few individual Great Demons of the Dao Foundation Realm, their bodies wreathed in Demon Energy.
Among them was even a member of the Land Demon Race with a humanoid body, a deer’s head, and downy, unshed fur. It was currently using its claws to push away the seaweed tangled in its antlers.
The congratulatory gifts held by the Spirit Monsters also reeked of poverty.
Faded silks were used to wrap paltry gifts like a few oxidized Copper Coins, some Gold, or Pearl Necklaces.
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