Leng Shiqi returned to the stone room and began to carefully study the Nine Nether Mageweath Diagram.
Using the system's infinite skill points, he was now at the entry level. However, infinite skill points could only allow him to reach the entry level of the technique. He could only rely on himself to comprehend the rest.
Currently, Leng Shiqi already possessed two high-grade cultivation methods. The other was naturally the Seven Fiend Blood Kill Art. Unfortunately, these two cultivation methods only had the first three levels.
However, in this way, there was a comparison between the two techniques.
After studying for a while, Leng Shiqi found that the Nine Nether Mageweath Diagram seemed to be more applicable than the Seven Evil Blood Technique!
He had the first three levels of both techniques, but he could now condense the mageweath by practicing the Nine Nether Mageweath Diagram. However, he could not use the characteristics of the Seven Evil Blood Technique.
Then, Leng Shiqi began to condense the mageweath according to the technique.
He closed his eyes and a faint layer of demonic aura emerged around his body. The demonic aura was still floating.
Under the control of Leng Shiqi, the demonic aura gradually gathered and formed a tadpole-like mageweath.
The first mageweath was successfully condensed!
Leng Shiqi's mind moved and the mageweath continued to wander around his body. He could clearly feel that wherever the mageweath stopped, his strength would be increased.
The effect of the increase was not very obvious. It was only about five percent.
At this time, Leng Shiqi thought of the countless mageweaths that appeared on his body after being possessed by the Demon Spirit. How many mageweaths had he condensed?!
Therefore, he still had great expectations for the Nine Nether Mageweath Diagram. He immediately began to condense the second mageweath!
According to the technique, the Spirit Transformation Realm was the lowest standard to practice this technique. Every time he advanced to a higher level, he could condense one more mageweath.
In other words, he could condense up to seven mageweaths now.
Not long after, Leng Shiqi had successfully condensed the second mageweath. He attached both mageweaths to his fist and immediately felt the strength of his fist increase by about ten percent.
After about four hours, Leng Shiqi finally condensed seven demonic patterns!
With all seven demonic patterns on his fist, his strength had actually increased to 60%!
It was already quite extraordinary!
Unfortunately, the Leng Shiqi consumed a lot of spiritual energy to maintain seven mageweaths at the same time, so it could only be used at critical moments.
Even so, he was already very satisfied. He murmured, "If I were to use the Beast Origin Battle Pattern and the Demonic Pattern at the same time, how much stronger would I be?"
At this moment, he also remembered that when he was possessed by the Demon Spirit, he had also done the same thing. He remembered that at that time, he had easily defeated the Spirit Pulse Stage You Jinyu!
He even fought one against five Spirit Vein Stage demonic cultivators!
Leng Shiqi longed for that kind of power, but he knew that power could not be obtained overnight, and he could not go astray just to obtain power in a short period of time.
Therefore, after condensing the demonic patterns, Leng Shiqi continued to cultivate and recuperate.
On the third day, his injuries were more or less healed, but there was quite a commotion outside the stone room. Leng Shiqi walked out of the stone room with a hint of doubt.
When he walked to the square, he saw two people talking in the center of the square, while the others were standing far away.
One of them was the pavilion's Grand Pavilion Leader, Gui Jue. The other person was wearing a blood-red robe with golden patterns, and there were three patterns on his mask that looked like wind and blade marks.
Even though no one could see his face, they could feel the obvious arrogance coming from him.
Then, this person's identity was obvious.
Leng Shiqi thought to himself, "Is he Feng Shamo? He came so quickly!"
He still remembered that when he and Fan Zhengchu came here from the General Pavilion, it took them seven or eight days even if they traveled day and night.
But this Feng Sha Mo had arrived in just three days!
Gui Jue said with a mocking tone, "Martial Nephew Feng came really quickly."
Feng Shamo's voice sounded a little low, and he replied, "I just happened to be nearby."
And he spoke to Gui Jue without the slightest respect for his Martial Uncle, which made the others a little dissatisfied.
Gui Jue had been the Grand Pavilion Leader of the Donglin County branch for many years, and most of the assassins here were promoted by him. They were all in awe of Gui Jue.
Gui Jue said casually, "Since Martial Nephew Feng is here, then the Donglin County branch will be handed over to you from now on. This is the Grand Pavilion Leader's seal."
After he finished speaking, a small dark gray box suddenly appeared in his palm.
Feng Shamo took the small box without hesitation, weighed it in his hand, and put it away in his mustard seed bag. He said, "Martial Uncle Gui Jue, do you have anything else to say?"
Hearing this, even Leng Shiqi couldn't help but frown. "Feng Shamo, you've lost everyone's trust."
Gui Jue was his Martial Uncle, and he had been in charge of the Donglin County branch for many years. Now that he had been ordered to leave after handing over the Grand Pavilion Leader's seal, it left an impression in the hearts of others that he was arrogant and unreasonable.
This wasn't good for him to smoothly take over the Donglin County branch.
However, he didn't think Feng Shamo was wrong. Perhaps Feng Shamo just came to the branch to pave the way for his future. He didn't really want to manage the branch.
Gui Jue didn't care too much about Feng Shamo's words. Instead, he said earnestly, "You can find Guyan and Tieying for important matters in the branch. They can be your right-hand men."
"Got it," Feng Shamo said impatiently.
Then, Gui Jue looked around and glanced at everyone. He paused on Leng Shiqi for a moment before he turned and left.
Immediately, many people wanted to see him off, but Gui Jue said, "Go do your own things."
Everyone had to stop, but their hearts were filled with mixed feelings.
At this moment, Feng Shamo said loudly, "I, Feng Shamo, will be the Grand Pavilion Leader of the Donglin County branch from now on.
The rules of the branch will remain the same. What you do now or in the future, I won't care.
There's only one rule, I only want obedient people! "
A silver striped blood clothed assassin came up and said, "Grand Pavilion Leader, there's something I can't …"
However, before he could finish his sentence, Feng Shamo drew a long and narrow spirit saber out of nowhere and slashed at him!
That sword slashed out a light green sword aura that was dozens of feet long. There were also countless wind blades on the blade aura!
No one expected Feng Shamo to attack, and they all quickly retreated in shock.
The silver striped blood clothed assassin was even more flustered. In a hurry, his body lit up with dozens of star-like light spots. However, before the light spots could bloom, he was completely swallowed by the green sword aura!
Feng Shamo, the new Pavilion Leader, had actually killed a Spirit Aperture Realm silver striped blood clothed assassin in one strike!
The reason was because he said one more thing!