I Can Transfer the Side Effects of Evil Skills

’The Outer Alchemy Dao... It actually requires me to cultivate my own body into a Pill Furnace first?’

Zou Feng opened his eyes again, a realization dawning on him.

This Skill was as sinister as he’d expected. The very idea of cultivating one’s body into a Pill Furnace was absurd, and the danger was off the charts.

With the slightest misstep, he wouldn’t even get the chance to refine others into External Pills before he himself suffered a "furnace explosion."

Only lunatics like those from the Ninefold Celestial Court would ever attempt to cultivate such a dangerous Evil Skill.

After all, they didn’t just see ordinary people as less than human; most of their own sect members were probably just expendable assets in each other’s eyes.

’Fortunately, I don’t have to worry about the risks of cultivating my body into a Pill Furnace...’

"Immortal-Refining Outer Alchemy Dao (Initiate), Progress: 3%"

The Skill had finally appeared on his panel.

However, since Zou Feng had also integrated a hodgepodge of other Skills, along with his own unique understanding of the Nine Immortal Ascension Skills, the Skill had naturally transformed.

Zou Feng had modified it into the Immortal-Refining Outer Alchemy Dao.

As the name implied, when he used this Skill, it would primarily target the Fake Immortals of the Ninefold Celestial Court.

Once he cultivated it to a certain level, he could instantly refine his targets and reap the benefits, even if they weren’t Poison Cultivators.

The higher a Celestial General’s Realm, the greater the rewards for Zou Feng.

It was still too early to think about such things, but if he could one day cultivate the Immortal-Refining Outer Alchemy Dao to its apex, the entire Ninefold Celestial Court would become his personal treasury of External Pills.

He might even be able to refine the Ninefold Celestial Court’s so-called Queen Mother of the Western Heaven into a Pill...

"KYEHEHEH..."

Zou Feng couldn’t help but let out a triumphant, sinister cackle.

He had originally figured that after reaching Foundation Establishment, he would have to enter a long period of consolidating his Realm and accumulating various resources.

This current assignment in the Northern Domain was, for the most part, just to fulfill a task assigned by the Pinnacle Celestial Immortal Sect.

Refining the Poison Cultivators of the Northern Domain was just a matter of trying his luck; there was no guarantee of any returns.

But now, with the Immortal-Refining Outer Alchemy Dao he was cultivating, the situation was completely different.

As long as the Fake Immortals of the Ninefold Celestial Court dared to come, they would essentially be delivering External Pills right to Zou Feng.

Judging by the current situation, the Ninefold Celestial Court was so rampant that they launched attacks at the drop of a hat, and who knew how many Celestial Generals had infiltrated the market district to cause trouble in the shadows...

From this, he could predict that he was about to feast.

If things went smoothly, the resources he gathered in the Northern Domain could significantly shorten the time it would take for him to form a Golden Core.

It was no exaggeration to say that he could complete the initial accumulation of resources required to form his Golden Core here.

After all, if the gains from Evil Techniques weren’t massive and their cultivation speed wasn’t fast enough, nobody would be crazy enough to practice them.

At this thought, Zou Feng was filled with motivation and continued to train with a frenzy.

As his cultivation progressed, the incomprehensible whispers echoing in his ears grew louder.

But Zou Feng remained unaffected, treating it as if someone were rapping next to him while he cultivated.

Believe it or not, the longer he listened, the more pleasant it became to his ears. It even had a strangely calming effect.

Zou Feng even started to think that if he could have this BGM playing while he used his Shaking Flower Hand, the power of his Universal Salvation Burial Flower Domain might even be amplified...

Absorbed in his focused cultivation, another night passed in the blink of an eye.

Of course, the only reason cultivating this Skill seemed completely devoid of danger was because Zou Feng could ignore the side effects.

Otherwise, the Outer Alchemy Dao’s method of turning one’s own body into a Pill Furnace would have subjected his internal organs to the constant, excruciating pain of being incinerated.

The slightest mistake would lead to a ’heavenly ascension’ in the form of spontaneous combustion.

This also explained why the Ninefold Celestial Court had so many lunatics.

After all, during such torturous cultivation, both one’s body and spirit would be subjected to extremely cruel, inhuman torment.

Even if one could endure it, it would be difficult for their mind to remain sound.

The reason Zou Feng paused his cultivation at this moment was that he had received a message from Su Qingyu.

She, too, had successfully refined the poisonous mushroom. To be precise, she had successfully applied the mushroom’s poison to the surface of her leg.

After applying it, Su Qingyu had also suppressed the side effects and successfully obtained the mushroom’s beneficial effects.

So she wanted Zou Feng to come over now because she was eager to engage in a "Poison Cultivator exchange."

After all, their constitutions were different, so the effects Zou Feng gained from refining the poisonous mushroom would surely differ from hers. By exchanging their findings, both of them could maximize their gains.

The Human-Head Mushroom was a product of the Ninefold Celestial Court, so it would certainly have a beneficial effect on the Nine Immortal Ascension Skills they were practicing.

The Human-Head Mushroom he had previously refined and absorbed had played a crucial role in his ability to modify this Skill so quickly.

If he could exchange insights with Su Qingyu again, his cultivation progress would definitely leap forward.

Thus, Zou Feng immediately stopped his cultivation and left, quickly making his way to Su Qingyu’s room.

Before he even entered, he caught a whiff of a delicate fragrance that was different from usual.

’Ugh, applying the poisonous mushroom’s toxin to her foot has really intensified the foot odor...’

But thankfully, it was still a fragrant scent, not the original stench of the Human-Head Mushroom.

’In that case, can Su Qingyu’s feet turn stinky things fragrant?’

’No, that’s not right. To be precise, it’s Su Qingyu’s poison that makes anything it touches exude a faint, delicate fragrance.’

’No wonder I keep thinking that places that shouldn’t smell good have been smelling like they’ve been spritzed with perfume recently...’

He walked into the room and, for some reason, found Su Qingyu doing a "shaking foot dance," forming one "foot flower" after another.

Zou Feng stared in a daze for a moment before understanding the meaning in Su Qingyu’s eyes.

The next moment, Zou Feng followed the beat and began performing his Flower Hand, confronting Su Qingyu in a dance-off.