But other essential seafaring knowledge about this world, as well as some miscellaneous studies, haven’t had the time to be explored.
Then, we need to experiment with corpse refining, verify step by step, and finally apply it to ourselves.
Thinking about it is troublesome, with many topics to cover.
This isn’t something that can be achieved in a short time.
Fortunately, there’s plenty of time in this world, no need to rush.
So, at this moment, I’ll focus on perfecting a single path, practicing corpse skill.
On this day, Zhang Feng went to the underground prison on the island.
Deep in the dungeon, that evil cultivator is being held captive.
Along the way, the guards greeted Zhang Feng respectfully.
Zhang Feng nodded slightly, arriving in front of the innermost cell, looking at the evil cultivator who was filthy and disheveled.
Though he’s not clean, his eyes are clear and spirited, and his cultivation has deepened.
"Not bad." Zhang Feng nodded, expressing unreserved praise: "Falling into prison yet able to calmly cultivate? Quite a talent."
"No! It’s the junior who should thank the senior for the enlightening words!" The evil cultivator seemed to have an epiphany and sincerely said:
"If it weren’t for the senior’s utterance three years ago shattering my heart demon, I might have strayed down the evil path..."
Speaking as if with regret, he actually just wanted to get out.
It just so happened that the Island Master and Zhang Feng hadn’t killed him, giving him hope for escape.
’They must see value in my strength, intending to make me serve them...’
The evil cultivator was contemplating as he watched Zhang Feng,
’Hmph, surely Zhang Feng came today to persuade me to surrender.
Fine, I’ll follow his wishes first, then think of a way to escape and seek revenge!’
Remembering his two spirit beasts, his heart burned with hatred, wishing Zhang Feng would suffer greatly.
Zhang Feng, however, didn’t care about his thoughts and spoke straightforwardly:
"Now that your spirit is recovered, I have learned your corpse refining techniques. Let’s test your corpse skills on you."
"What?! You want to refine me?" He was initially stunned, realizing things weren’t going as he thought?
But soon, seeing his impending end, he no longer pretended to have realized his errors, instead angrily cursing:
"Zhang Feng, you deserve to die! You deserve to die! You are unworthy of being a noble cultivator! You are unworthy of being a senior!"
Another month passed.
The evil cultivator, skilled in eloquent cursing, was refined to death by Zhang Feng.
Yet the corpse king hadn’t emerged.
It seems this corpse refining technique still has issues.
There is a need to rectify it.
In the blink of an eye, half a year.
By the cliffside on the island.
Zhang Feng looked at his slightly darkened finger, knowing he had practiced incorrectly again.
Currently, Zhang Feng is focusing his practice on himself.
Already sensing evil qi eroding him, his right index finger is nearly ’necrotic’.
So, let’s begin recovery resonance; pause the evil qi research, and concentrate on studying ancient martial arts and various spiritual qi tempering skills of this world. The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the novel·fire·net
The warehouse of Isle Master Lin has many books, which have yet to be properly explored.
Simultaneously, Zhang Feng felt quite pleased.
Because after getting injured through training, there’s finally time to learn other subjects.
Moreover, the injury wasn’t intentional but a necessary stage that appears during cultivation.
Previously, attempts at cultivation were often reserved for imminent returns.
Back then, it was simpler; if big trouble arose from practice, resurrection was the solution.
Following past patterns, after sustaining injuries, the next move would be to try continuously activating meridians.
When significant issues arise, respond by reviving.
But now, Zhang Feng opted to heal and then study those spiritual qi tempering methods.
Three and a half years have passed.
This day marks the eleventh year in this world.
Zhang Feng completed the evil qi body refining project.
Although he couldn’t achieve conversion between evil qi and spiritual qi.
However, he increased his constitution by 15 points using evil qi, and gained deeper familiarity with utilizing evil qi.
Currently, Zhang Feng’s constitution is 219.
The limit of the Dan Jin world is 241.
Nonetheless, this world has 9 more years; combined with various ancient martial arts and body tempering practices, they should exceed the limit.
Although this world’s ’personal talent’ and ’world time’ greatly lag behind the 50-year Dan Jin world, the breadth of knowledge here is immense.
Along with his own memory base, proficiency, and spirit herbs and fruits, another step of ultimate transcendence is naturally achieved.
Zhang Feng felt this was as it should be.
Gaining knowledge is indeed rightful.
No matter the mediocre talent of this body, nor the short world time.
Under the rules of knowledge, fundamental transformation can be achieved.
Zhang Feng believes this encompasses the life meaning in a trial adventure game.
Turning those meant to decay into new legends.
Another month passed.
Zhang Feng roughly organized all the knowledge on Lin Island.
Even if some weren’t fully comprehended, noted down the thoroughly learned knowledge.
Because the learning had consumed far too much time.
Unaware, it had been over a decade.
Subplots had yet to be dealt with.
To avoid rushing for time in the future, Zhang Feng decided to handle matters first.
Once dealt with, slowly resume studying and memorizing.
Isle Master Lin happened to have information regarding ’Sea God Island’ and ’legendary pirates’.
Moreover, he currently has more than fifty crew members, each with a constitution around 60~70.
Delaying further, over years, they wouldn’t gain much more.
A large ship docked at the pier, thirty-plus meters long, equipped with six heavy cannons.
It was Zhang Feng’s new ship, named ’Spirit Cultivation Ship’ by him.
The tall and strong crew boarded successively, drawing little attention.
Over the years, Zhang Feng had informed the island master of his intentions for secluded cultivation.
Thus, many were unaware of his whereabouts, growing indifferent in memory.
But regarding the reputation of ’Captain Zhang’.
Zhang Feng knew it had spread widely, likely known by many dynasties.
After all, passing captains had long carried tales of his exploits beyond.
Whether others believed it or not remained uncertain.
Given the ocean’s wealth of legendary characters and incidents, along with some bizarre ghost stories, when tales circulate enough, belief diminishes.
Zhang Feng stood at the bow, gazing at his crew,
"Destination, Ming Dynasty."
The Ming Dynasty is a kingdom thousands of miles away.
’Sea God Island’ is located there.
Additionally, Isle Master Lin mentioned a legendary pirate who’s been plundering commercial ships from various dynasties in recent months.
This pirate’s ship is swift.
And the ’Sea God Island’ aligns with the ’legendary quest’.
Thus, doing both simultaneously would be better than running back and forth.