Easy Way of Cultivation: Power Harvesting

"Let me see if the so-called Holy Sect disciples have the skills to act arrogantly in my Wilderness!"

Wei Zhenwu’s body radiated immense light, his wild hair danced, and his kingly presence crushed the void like a mountain.

Even before Wei Fan’s rise, he was the strongest in the Wilderness, intimidating the Desert Martial Alliance single-handedly, making the Guangling Sect Leader too afraid to act. He ventured tens of thousands of miles into the Demon Realm and sat outside the Profound Crane Sect for centuries, deterring all Demon Kings from entering the Human Race’s territory, truly a pillar of the Desert Human Race.

Without him, the Desert Human Race would have faced countless hardships.

"He’s not much weaker than the Dragon Turtle Demon King, the so-called first Demon King of the Beiding Continent!"

Wei Fan sensed Wei Zhenwu’s aura; aside from being slightly inferior in physical strength to the Dragon Turtle Demon King, Wei Zhenwu’s overall presence was not much weaker.

With some fine-tuning, Wei Zhenwu could certainly surpass the Dragon Turtle Demon King, especially considering that Wei Zhenwu broke through the Martial King Ninth Layer just days ago, without having settled deeply into it and without having time to refine many techniques.

In terms of potential, apart from Wei Fan, Wei Zhenwu is undoubtedly the first, with the capacity of a Martial Sage.

Elder Gongyang is over a thousand years old and has lost the qualification to break through to the Saint Realm, but he is only four hundred years old and has hope of reaching the Saint Realm with more stability.

He moved his hands, stirring the void with powerful energy, creating thunderous roars as he pressed his hands through space.

"Boom!"

In the distance, the void shattered instantly, alongside two Celestial Profound Sect disciples caught in his power, disappearing from everyone’s sight along with the void, shocking all the spectators with his fierce power.

"Killing you is as easy as killing chickens and dogs."

Several of Elder Gongyang’s group also took action; he cut out a Sword Aura, slicing a Celestial Profound Sect Martial King Ninth Layer disciple in half.

In merely a moment, a group of veteran Desert Martial Kings wiped out seven or eight Celestial Profound Sect disciples, all with one strike, brutally effective, and the so-called Holy Sect disciples were utterly unable to resist, lacking even the courage to fight back.

"This is the invincible style of our Desert veteran Martial Kings!"

"Seniors, eliminate them."

"Without Martial Sages backing you, you’re nothing."

"Roar... It’s a pity my cultivation is weak; otherwise, I’d join in and kill some Holy Sect disciples."

Desert martial artists shouted excitedly, wishing they could join in the battle, their blood boiling.

"These old men are so fierce; if it weren’t for their fear of the Saint Realm powerhouses, the Martial Kings from outside wouldn’t be enough to stop them."

Gu Ziqin and Feng Hua beside Wei Fan were utterly shocked; these were Celestial Profound Sect disciples, some of whom had yet to reach the Saint Realm peak Martial King stage but were no match for a few old men’s techniques.

The Celestial Profound Sect isn’t weak like the Zilan Sect, which only has one piece of Saint-level martial arts that only the Saint Master and the Saint Son can cultivate. In the Celestial Profound Sect, any core disciple has the qualification to cultivate Saint-level martial arts, a foundation that truly surpasses the Zilan Sect.

Originally, they thought to join Wei Fan in stopping the Celestial Profound Sect members, but now it’s entirely unnecessary.

"Boom, boom!"

Wei Fan also acted, bending his bow and killing two Celestial Profound Sect disciples; subsequently, a dozen Celestial Profound Sect disciples were slain, none escaped, and they all fell from the sky, causing smoke and dust to rise from the ground.

"They really killed all the Celestial Profound Sect disciples!"

"This will break the heavens; aren’t they afraid the Celestial Profound Sect’s three Martial Sages will come and kill them one by one?"

"Wei Fan has such a heavy killing intent; no wonder people in the Wilderness used to call him the House-Slaying Demon Fiend."

...

Martial Kings outside the Wilderness felt their scalps tingle; they actually killed ten-plus Celestial Profound Sect Martial Kings, not just threatening them. With the Celestial Profound Sect’s three Martial Sages still around, how dare he kill so many disciples?

"Good kill! These Holy Sect disciples rely on their strength to bully others; they should’ve been dealt with long ago."

Of course, some external Martial Kings felt they killed well, as the Holy Sect’s tyranny isn’t only in the Wilderness, and numerous Jianghu Wanderers have been bullied by Holy Sect disciples.

"Not enough to kill!"

"These Holy Sect disciples are too weak!"

"They were slaughtered before we even warmed up!"

Wei Zhenwu and others’ battle intent remained high, the killing urge unyielding; after enduring so long, there’s no way killing a few people would suffice.

"No worry, there are still a few Holy Sect individuals to kill; today we’ll surely be satisfied."

Their words left everyone in awe; they actually intended to wipe out all Holy Sect disciples occupying others’ mountain gates.

[Killed Celestial Profound Sect disciple, gained 100,000 years of ordinary power]

[Killed Celestial Profound Sect disciple, gained 100,000 years of ordinary power]

[Ordinary power: 390,000 years]

[Martial Saint’s power: None]

"Are there any Five Tigers Sect disciples here?" Wei Fan stood atop the sky, scanning the surroundings.

Not all Five Tigers Sect members were killed initially; some survived, and the Celestial Profound Sect people didn’t bother killing the ordinary disciples of Five Tigers Sect. After killing their leadership, they just chased these disciples away.

"There are!"

Soon, more than a dozen people with red eyes rushed out from the crowd, kneeling on the ground: "We pay our respects to King Wei Wu and the esteemed seniors. Thank you for avenging us of the Five Tigers Sect."

Wei Fan’s Will Power swept through, helping them up: "You can return to the Five Tigers Sect now."

At these words, everyone was shocked. Clearly, after killing the people of the Celestial Profound Sect, Wei Fan had no intention of occupying this place.

One must know that if the Celestial Profound Sect was interested in this place, it was undoubtedly one of the top five spiritual lands in the Wilderness—a true cultivation holy land.

"We cannot hold onto such a precious land; we ask the seniors to accept it!"

The disciples of the Five Tigers Sect shook their heads, not planning to return.

Elder Gongyang erupted in anger: "Nonsense! We killed the people of the Celestial Profound Sect to stand up for the Desert Martial Artists. If we then occupied your Five Tigers Sect’s mountain gate, wouldn’t we be just like those who bully the weak?

What you should focus on now is how to rebuild the mountain gate, use this cultivation holy land to train disciples, and in the future, slay demons and protect the Human Race, rather than timidly fearing it being taken again; with us backing you, what do you have to fear?"

Scolded by him, the disciples of the Five Tigers Sect couldn’t help but lower their heads in shame.

"Rest assured, King Wei Wu and esteemed seniors, from now on, every disciple of the Five Tigers Sect will fight demons and defend the Human Race to the death."

After their shame, the group roared, their spirits greatly transformed.

Wei Fan nodded: "Good, if one day the Five Tigers Sect becomes a parasite of the Human Race, I will personally take back this place.

For now, let me lend the Five Tigers Sect a helping hand, so that you may have the foundation to become warriors of the Human Race."

He grasped in mid-air, and his Will Power swept across the heavens and earth. A distant mountain rose abruptly, and under his Will Power, the mountain quickly shrank into a stone stele ten feet tall.

"What is Wei Fan doing?"

Everyone curiously looked at Wei Fan, only to see his hands quickly moving, as lines of profound Heart Method Mantras appeared on the stone stele.

"It’s a marvelous martial art!"

Someone screamed, just by reciting a few lines, they understood that what Wei Fan inscribed on the stele was extraordinary.

"Extraordinary is an understatement, this guy is making a grand gesture."

Wei Zhenwu’s heart trembled, recognizing the martial art inscribed by Wei Fan as the Guangling Martial Arts Manual, once the House Sect Martial Arts of the sole Holy Sect of the Wilderness, Guangling Sect.

"He’s intending to make the Guangling Martial Arts Manual publicly available to the world!"

He vaguely guessed what Wei Fan intended to do.

After the Dao Collapse, heaven and earth reciprocated with the Wilderness. Although this led to the emergence of Martial Kings and Martial Venerable Powerhouses, most of them lacked even a Martial King Technique, let alone a Martial Venerable Level cultivation technique.

If there were a strong main cultivation technique, the quality of Wilderness Martial Artists could elevate several levels. This move is enough to make his scalp tingle—making a Holy Skill public is simply too crazy.

"The Wilderness once belonged to the Five Great Domains. Tragically, a great powerhouse Qi Daozhen fell ten thousand years ago, causing a Dao Collapse, isolating the Wilderness from the Five Great Domains for thousands of years. Our Wilderness’s Great Dao remains hidden, Martial Dao has declined, and techniques are incomplete.

Today, I pass on this technique here to strengthen our Desert Human Race. Hereafter, any member of the Desert Human Race may come to comprehend this art."

As Wei Fan’s arm swung one last time, the characters for the Guangling Martial Arts Manual appeared on the stone stele. He then lifted his hand and pressed it into the flat ground before the Five Tigers Sect’s mountain gate.

"This technique I impart only to the Sixth Layer of Martial King. The remaining part I will place with the Demon Hunter Organization. If you seek the subsequent content, you need only join the Demon Hunter Organization and exchange merit for it!"

The earth shook, and everyone turned to Wei Fan in shock.

Holy Skill!

Wei Fan made a Holy Skill public. Although he did this to fortify the Desert Human Race, it doesn’t mean outsiders can’t comprehend it. Ninety-nine percent of those present hadn’t cultivated saint-level martial arts; they would benefit from this.

Even though it’s only up to the Sixth Layer of Martial King, who in the Jianghu isn’t part of the Demon Hunter Organization? As long as they wholeheartedly protect the Human Race and slay demons, there is no concern about not acquiring the remainder of the cultivation technique. Wei Fan’s action merely restricts the parasites among the Human Race; it’s akin to complete transparency.

"Boom!"

The crowd erupted all at once, gazing fervently at the stone stele. Although the foreign Martial Kings had already cultivated to the Ninth Realm, who among them didn’t have friends or family? While they couldn’t cultivate the Holy Skill themselves, they could pass it to their family and descendants.

The most excited were the Martial Artists of the Wilderness. Under the heaven and earth’s reciprocation, many could originally enhance their cultivation quickly, but due to the lack of cultivation techniques, their pace slowed down.

Many possessed immense cultivation but lacked the corresponding Heart Method to harness and unleash it. If they had a complete cultivation technique, Wilderness Martial Artists would not be inferior to those in the Five Great Domains.

These people called them country folk just because their inheritance was incomplete; now who dares to call them country folk.

"Thank you, Master Wei, for passing on the technique!"

The Martial Artists of the Wilderness shouted in unison, their voices seemingly poised to overturn the sky, no longer addressing Wei Fan or King Wei Wu, but instead as Master Wei, performing the rites of disciples.

Because Wei Fan gave them strength, gave them dignity, akin to a master. If Wei Fan was willing, they’d become disciples on the spot.

"Clang, clang..."

Within Wei Fan’s Heart Spirit, there arose a resonance of the Great Dao, and in the Sea of Consciousness, his Primordial Spirit with the Divine Ring behind his head emitted dazzling seven-colored light, suddenly flooding his Sea of Consciousness.

"Huangfu Nalan didn’t deceive me after all!"

His Dao was growing wildly, rising and strengthening meter by meter, with robust branches growing to madly absorb the power of the Great Path.

As the sage in the hearts of the Desert Human Race, strengthening the Wilderness Martial Dao, strengthening the Desert Human Race was enhancing himself, which was another guidance from Huangfu Nalan.

Although he hadn’t become a saint in the Wilderness, in the future, when he pushes toward the Martial Emperor Realm, he can return to the Wilderness to achieve the Dao—the stronger the Desert Human Race, the more benefit it brings to him.