Chapter 43: Sealing Technique
Inside the kitchen, the stove fire never extinguished.
Without innate red lead, there was still human milk.
Opening a ceramic jar twice his height, Fu Shaoguang vigorously flapped his wings, his six legs carrying a miniature wooden bucket. He poured bucket after bucket into the pot while adding firewood and stoking the flames.
He planned to refine milk powder, which would prevent spoilage, extend storage time, and make it convenient for him to brew and use.
After an hour of busy work, he finally finished.
Fu Shaoguang collapsed onto the bed, not wanting to move.
He had already eaten in the kitchen, and now he just wanted to rest. He silently counted Gongyang Yangs in his mind, and by the thirty-eighth one, he had fallen into a deep sleep.
That night, the Demon Market was still bustling.
Fu Shaoguang stayed home, sleeping soundly, not going out at all until midnight when he woke up to gather Qi.
Under the clear moonlight, ancient pines with elegant branches, the three-inch Mayfly was enveloped in a halo of moonlight, appearing sacred and ethereal.
Fu Shaoguang's magic power couldn't advance further for now, but that didn't stop him from continuing to gather Qi. Once the quantity was full, he could refine its quality, purify his magic power, and strive for perfection.
If a single one of his magic powers surpassed several magic powers of other demons, and the chosen was superior to the mediocre, wouldn't he have enough magic power to defeat powerful enemies?
After gathering Qi, Fu Shaoguang couldn't sleep for a while. He sunbathed in the moonlight in the courtyard while recalling the events of the day, pondering seriously.
Over the past two months, in order to obtain wu ling shen and get closer to the Termite Demons, he had received a lot of information through Zhu Yun, the gossipmonger. After becoming familiar with the Termite Demons and Beaver Demons, he got even more news.
The Termite tribe that Bai Jing came from, although they had entered the Demon Market for nearly thirty years and had a place in the Demon Administration Office, responsible for some 'Nest Building' affairs and settling down, they had not moved into the Demon Market to live.
Their old nest was still outside the Yushan Demon Market.
Although the distance was very close, no matter how close, it was still outside and not protected by the laws of the Demon Market.
Therefore, to protect the White Ant Queen, he had to be fully prepared. Not to mention, the resentful Pot Leaf Moth Demon and Leech Demon were very likely to appear and attack him.
He not only had to protect himself but also find a way to kill these two demons to eliminate future troubles, which would also count as protecting the White Ant Queen.
The poison must be sufficient.
The poisoned needles must be soaked.
He also needed to ponder the method of mutual generation and restraint.
He also had to guard against other unforeseen circumstances.
If anything went wrong, he would immediately turn and run. No matter how good the wu ling fruit was, it wasn't as important as his own life.
As his thoughts churned, Fu Shaoguang's compound eye caught a glimpse of the kitchen, as if he saw his busy self from earlier in the day.
If he knew sealing magic, how could he be so tired?
As his cultivation improved, spirit objects would not be scarce in the future. It seemed he had to find a way to learn a sealing technique, lest he be exhausted in the future. Calculating his accumulated Contribution Points, it was more than enough to obtain a sealing technique from the Dharma Transmission Pool.
Half an hour later, drowsiness struck, and Fu Shaoguang returned to his room to rest.
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Red clouds and faint mist cluster around the morning glow,
High heavens reflect the sun, a thousand brocades.
The next morning, after gathering the Morning Sun Purple Qi, Fu Shaoguang brewed a cup of human milk with spirit honey.
The taste was sweet, rich, and delicious.
After drinking it, a warm energy nourished his insect body.
Fu Shaoguang clearly felt more energetic, and long-term consumption might truly prolong his life.
After eating until he was seven-tenths full, he started to get busy.
He mixed the venom of snow spiders, ice scorpions, water vipers, green toads, bamboo leaf vipers, and other demonic creatures in proportion, and then added other yin-attributed venoms for further blending. The large pot of venom bubbled like boiling water.
The toxic gas was exceptionally strong, and the smell was very pungent.
Seeing these, Fu Shaoguang's heart pounded. Fortunately, he had foresight and took the antidote first; otherwise, he would have kicked the bucket before the toxic gas even emerged.
It was also fortunate that he had grown accustomed to these venoms, and his natural enemy resistance increased monthly. Otherwise, facing these venoms from creatures that were both natural enemies of moth demons and leeches, as well as natural enemies of Mayflies, the mere aura of his natural enemies would have left him paralyzed.
He might even have been so scared that his compound and simple eyes would roll back.
Recalling his first experience, Fu Shaoguang felt a bit of... excitement mixed with helplessness.
When the slug fluid was added, the venom that had been emitting toxic gas and bubbles returned to calm, and even its strangely vibrant color became as clear as water. This was an inspiration Fu Shaoguang had gained when he saw the Slug Demon that time.
After more than a month of research and hundreds of attempts at blending, he achieved some success. The slug fluid would encapsulate the venom, shielding its characteristics and increasing its deceptive and hidden nature.
In short, the venom became colorless and odorless, and once used, it would catch enemies off guard.
Fu Shaoguang continued to work, placing a large number of fine needles into the pot of venom. He only needed to wait half a month before they could be taken out for self-defense.
As the evening sun set, Gongyang Yang and Zhu Yun's calls came from under the ancient pine tree. He flapped his wings and flew to Gongyang Yang's head, and the Three Demons went to the Demon Academy together.
After attending class and practicing the zither.
Fu Shaoguang took the two demons to the Dharma Transmission Pool.
Getting it early brought peace of mind.
It saved him from constantly thinking about the sealing technique.
Seeing the old turtle still sleeping by the edge of the pool, the Three Demons didn't act as impolitely as last time. They took out the food they had prepared earlier, opened a jar of wine, and the aroma of wine and food enticed the demons.
The old turtle slowly poked its head out.
It was slightly startled to see Fu Shaoguang and the Three Demons. It remembered them well, especially that little Mayfly Demon.
Looking at the food before it, a hint of appreciation appeared in the old turtle's eyes, and the annoyance of its sleep being disturbed was gone from its face.
"Are you Three Demons here to learn another spell?"
The ancient voice was melodious.
"This Junior wishes to learn a sealing technique. I implore Senior to grant my wish."
"A basic sealing technique costs ten Contribution Points or five taels of silver and five Contribution Points. Which do you choose?"
"This Junior chooses the first option."
The old turtle grunted, as expected.
This Mayfly Demon's reputation in the Demon Market was now considerable; even though he mostly slept, he had heard its poems.
He was even present the day Headmaster Ji Mo underwent Tribulation.
This Mayfly Demon probably had more Contribution Points than some of the Instructors.
Hmm, and that certainly didn't include him!
The old turtle opened its mouth and spat out a blue bubble. Fu Shaoguang crashed into it, and a surge of information flooded his mind.
Having obtained what they wanted, they departed.
As they gradually walked away, the old turtle buried its head, feasting heartily, enjoying its meal with a little wine.
But soon, its eyes became hazy, and the more it ate, the more restless it became, smelling the scent of spring.
After eating, it even laughed like a foolish turtle.
On the way home.
Fu Shaoguang asked curiously, "Little Pig Demon, what did you put in the food? It made Instructor Turtle wake up so quickly?"
Gongyang Yang was also curious.
Instructor Turtle woke up too fast.
Zhu Yun said proudly, "Nothing much, just a little bit of female turtle saliva."
Fu Shaoguang: (○´･д･)ﾉ
Gongyang Yang: (*ΦdishΦ*)
The two demons exchanged glances.
They both felt it would be best to check when eating Zhu Yun's cooking next time, lest strange things be added.
After all, this friend was just too... knowledgeable.
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The third night.
The bright moon was like a bowstring, the night deep and stars sparse.
After leaving the Demon Academy, Fu Shaoguang bought the necessary Materials on Jinyu Street and continued to prepare at home.
For several consecutive nights, it was the same.
Once the poisons were fully prepared, he began to refine his existing spells. Illusion and sealing techniques were temporarily put aside.
It wouldn't be too late to research them after obtaining the wu ling shen.
After all, his life and longevity were more important and urgent.
During this period, it was the beginning of the month again.
He made a detour to Headmaster Ji Mo's study.
He wrote a poem praising plum blossoms, which earned him the favor of Headmaster Ji Mo. Striking while the iron was hot, he requested a drop of ink.
To be prepared for any eventuality.
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