Inside the luxurious underground apartment, blood poured like heavy rain in a chilling scene.
Beneath the pouring blood, a thirty-six-petal blood lotus rose slowly, radiating a soft glow and absorbing all the falling blood with every breath.
The endless rain of blood dissolved into nothingness as soon as it entered the lotus.
The massive blood lotus rotated slowly in midair like a giant cosmic millstone.
With every revolution, a sliver of dawn-like light rose from the bloody void within.
Vast quantities of blood rain were drawn into the lotus in a continuous stream.
Faint streams of light gathered, quickly forming a layer of flaming aura that enveloped the lotus.
The impurities within the endless blood were being burned away.
Blood belonged to Yin, but harbored the vitality, qi, and spirit of living beings.
Purified by the flaming light, Yang arose from Yin.
Through this harmonious refining process of Yin and Yang, water and fire, the core essence of spiritual creation within all living beings’ vitality, qi, and spirit was extracted.
As these spiritual essences gathered, they formed the Primordial True-One Qi.
In essence, this Primordial True-One Qi balanced right at the boundary between the Innate and Acquired realms.
Neither purely demonic nor purely Daoist, it was uniquely mild and balanced.
If one cultivated the Blood Spirit Method through the demonic path, this Primordial True-One Qi could be absorbed immediately to steal the creation of living beings and step onto the path of cultivation.
Yet what Mark sought was not the demonic path, but Seeding the Dao in the Demonic Heart.
Suppressing the overwhelming craving surging from within his body, Mark stood motionless like a statue, quietly waiting as the blood lotus array continued to refine the endless rain of blood.
This refining process lasted for seventy-two full hours—thirty-six two-hour periods corresponding to the thirty-six-petal blood lotus.
After such refinement, every single rune in the array was tempered to its absolute limit, triggering a qualitative leap.
Most visibly, the hazy flaming light on the blood lotus began to condense.
The intangible flaming light coalesced into an ethereal pill resembling a precious lotus seed.
Once the pill formed, the entire array collapsed inward like a falling curtain of water.
In the end, a Dao Seed condensed from infinite Primordial True-One Qi took shape completely.
Looking closely through the hazy aura of the Dao Seed, one could even see a Thirty-Six-Petal Chaos Precious Lotus slowly rotating inside.
Immeasurably refined, immeasurably pure.
With this Dao Seed as his source of mana, no matter how many demonic divine abilities Mark cultivated in the future, his core foundation would never be corrupted by demonic nature.
This was the true essence of Seeding the Dao in the Demonic Heart.
“The wisdom of the Demon Lords of the Blood Fiend Demon Sect is truly astounding.”
Even though Mark was still an ordinary mortal who had yet to officially step onto the path of cultivation, he understood how precious an immutable, ultra-pure source of mana truly was.
Grateful for the wisdom bestowed by the patriarchs of the demonic path.
Grateful for the vast resources provided by Blue Umbrella Company.
Mark didn’t know how much blood he had consumed over these seventy-two hours, but the number was undoubtedly astronomical.
Without Blue Umbrella Company’s synthetic blood technology and blood bank support, forming such a Dao Seed would likely have required slaughtering countless cities.
It was time to begin his cultivation.
Mark stepped up to the floating Dao Seed and inhaled deeply.
Instantly, the Dao Seed split into three flaming rays, entering through his nose and mouth, slithering through his body like swimming dragons.
In that instant, Mark felt as though his very soul was drifting out of his body.
This stuff was a bit too potent.
His already faltering mind finally gave way under the surge.
Darkness closed in, and he plunged into a deep sleep.
In the depth of that dark sleep, Mark felt as though he were dreaming.
In this dream, he felt like a wandering ghost drifting through the boundless chaos of the cosmos.
Cold, heat, chaos, distortion—endless contradictions tempered his soul.
Just as he was on the verge of giving up, an unprecedented pull swept over him.
Mark’s soul was drawn into the core of a lotus seed like an embryo.
With his integration, the lotus seed seemed to come alive.
Within the infinite cosmic chaos, every breath of the lotus seed stirred boundless marvels.
Mark could vaguely sense the phantom of a thirty-six-petal flaming precious lotus blooming around the seed.
This lotus phantom could purify all things in the world, refining them into the purest Primordial True-One Qi.
Nurtured by this ultra-pure Primordial True-One Qi, Mark slept even more soundly.
What Mark didn’t know was that back in the outside world, as he fell asleep, the Dao Seed inside him gathered all his vitality, qi, and spirit like a black hole.
As his essence was absorbed, he withered into a dried-up skeleton.
This cycle of near-nirvanic rebirth sparked endless cosmic creation within his body.
After nine such cycles, Mark’s body grew ever closer to perfection.
Even without any external support, he floated weightlessly in midair, his body glowing softly as flame-like light continuously refined the endless blood rain.
Mark lost track of how many days he slept.
When he finally awoke and his mind returned, he abruptly disconnected from that resonance with the cosmic chaos and dropped to the ground before he could even process what was happening.
Bang!
He crashed hard onto the floor from nearly two meters up.
Instinctively, Mark shielded his vital spots.
To his surprise, he felt hardly any pain.
At most, it felt like being bumped by a rubber ball.
With a thought, Mark flipped to his feet with agility that surpassed an ape in a zoo.
As he moved, he could feel his bones and sinews flexing like writhing dragons, filling his limbs with limitless power and vitality.
An illusion…
my ass!
Mark clenched his fist tightly; under the pressure of his fingers, the floor cracked like sugar glass.
This was nothing short of a complete rebirth.
Standing up, he focused his mind slightly and found he could precisely control every part of his body, as if a deity had arisen within his consciousness to command all things.
Strength like a wild bull, speed like a galloping horse.
Bones like adamantine, skin like bronze and iron.
I guess I’m practically half a Superboy now.
Wait, too much, too much!
Comparing myself to Superman is premature, but I’ve definitely blown past Captain America.
Just entering the Qi Refining Stage brings such a change.
Cultivation really is the best.
Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Primordial Spirit, Void Return, True Immortal.
Pfft, forget True Immortal—once I reach Foundation Establishment, I’ll go measure myself against Superman!
Our grand immortal cultivation system is simply invincible!
Having undergone a transformation in a single day, Mark was feeling a bit cocky.