Chapter 565: Cultivation Technique Enlightenment (1)

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This is precisely why those who enter Rakshasa Tower usually restrain themselves and don't force themselves to continue if they feel something amiss. However, there are still exceptions; some do force themselves, which can be quite damaging.

After one round of cultivation, it takes roughly a year before you can enter again, or else your body will quickly become overwhelmed and unable to reap the benefits of your training. Generally, fervent cultivators calculate their time carefully and immediately re-enter Rakshasa Tower once they've recovered.

The Laughing Wolf isn't that type of fanatic; one could say most of the Carefree Sect aren’t. They act on whimsy, going when they want to and not bothering if they don't, without being swayed by the faster cultivation progress inside.

Is this a waste of resources

No, actually, because cultivation is a gradual process. While you can greatly increase your strength within Rakshasa Tower, you cannot cultivate your realm level; if your realm isn't ready for advancement, it won’t happen, and forcing yourself might lead to spiritual disturbances.

Thus, this Rakshasa Tower isn’t as sought after as one might think. Otherwise, everyone would be fighting over it from the start. Of course, there was competition initially, but once they realized how inconsequential Rakshasa Tower is, people gradually stopped pursuing it.

"Carefree, you're to blame for this; we should drink more tonight," the Laughing Wolf could only complain to Carefree. He couldn't scold Ironhearted Wave; he could only vent his frustrations with Carefree.

"No problem, Black Snow, do you want to stay here or leave immediately" Carefree smiled and asked Black Snow.

Black Snow had no more business here, even though Carefree was still around. Given her personality, she would likely head back to the Sound of Evil sect immediately to consolidate her position there.

"I have a lot on my plate; I won't wait for you. When you come to Demon Territory, make sure to see me." Black Snow indeed didn’t plan to wait, as what Carefree was doing now had nothing to do with the Sound of Evil sect anymore. She couldn’t afford to delay and needed to claim her rewards right away.

Strengthening her status within the Sound of Evil sect is her top priority; Carefree comes second.

"Understood, but I doubt you’ll have time then," Carefree casually replied. Black Snow was a strong woman and could well be too busy to see him. He wouldn't adjust his schedule for her either; only fate would decide if they meet.

"If you come, I will definitely find the time," Black Snow said seriously. This might be as much as she can compromise; it's not easy for her.

"Let’s talk outside then. Wave, show our guests out," Ironhearted Wave frowned slightly. She wasn’t interested in Carefree and Black Snow’s affairs; now that her business was concluded, she could dismiss them.

"Then, senior, I’ll take my leave." Carefree spoke politely.

"Senior How am I a senior" Ironhearted Wave's expression soured. She seemed very sensitive about age issues.

"Oh, then sister…" Carefree said, but before he could finish, he got an angry look from Ironhearted Wave.

"What did you say"

"Sister, goodbye," Carefree bluntly used the word, now she had nothing left to complain about; if she still wasn’t satisfied, he would just call her niece next time.

"Haha, goodbye." Ironhearted Wave laughed. It seemed that this title pleased her.

Both Carefree and the Laughing Wolf thought, "So shameless," but they didn't dare say it out loud or show any reaction.

Afterward, the Laughing Wolf and Black Snow bowed to Ironhearted Wave before leaving. Upon stepping outside, the Laughing Wolf stared at the little creature on Carefree's head, which looked like a young girl; it was unbelievable that she could be a demon beast.

"Carefree, is this really a demon beast Why does she look like this" The Laughing Wolf asked.

"She’s my life-bound demon beast. I don’t know why either, but aside from her appearance, there isn't much difference," Carefree said with a smile.

Is it really the same as other demon beasts No doubt not; Chichi has always been unique. She's an unknown variant, and Carefree probably won’t ever figure out what she is. But so what

Chichi is still Chichi regardless of her peculiarities or how she looks; this will never change.

"Life-bound demon beast, I don't have one. Seems interesting, maybe I'll get a life-bound demon beast sometime," the Laughing Wolf said thoughtfully while looking at Chichi.

"Demon beasts are many, but there’s only one like Chichi; don’t think you can find an identical one," Black Snow interjected. She couldn't figure out what kind of variant Chichi was despite her extensive research.

"Where did Carefree get this Chichi"

"I bought her from a pet store, she used to be an ordinary demon pet; I don’t know why she turned out like this," Carefree answered truthfully.

“Bought From a pet shop”

"Hmm!" Xianyao nodded.

"... Maybe you just got lucky and bought a special one..." Wolf smiled as he said this, having given up on the idea. Demon pet shops were everywhere, but they mostly sold attractive and cute pets.

"It's fate; if it’s yours, you’ll get it no matter where," Xianyao chuckled, carrying Chichi down and stroking her head. Chichi looked at him in confusion before cuddling him and slept comfortably on his shoulder.

"Hmm, right. Some things will be yours whether or not you try for them; some things aren’t meant to be yours no matter how much you desire them." Wolf nodded in agreement with Xianyao's words. Most people here acted according to their hearts and didn't overly worry about gains or losses.

Because of this, Wolf felt more and more that Xianyao was someone worth befriending; he wished he could immediately slaughter a chicken and burn incense in worship, bowing down to the heavens—cough cough, meaning becoming brothers with an oath before heaven and earth.

Of course, he didn’t do so because he felt such formalities weren't necessary. People who were meant to be brothers didn't have to go through a ritual; what mattered was having the right heart.

In the evening, after resting, Xianyao had dinner and drinks with Wolf. Naturally, Black Snow wasn’t brought along by him but came herself, intending this meal as her farewell feast.

At the table, Black Snow behaved like a gentle wife, pouring wine for Xianyao quietly without interrupting their conversation.

Though she was strong-willed in front of many people, she knew that when it came to Xianyao, she needed to show her softer side and be quiet at times.

"Heh heh, Brother Xianyao, your little wife is quite good." After drinking a few cups, Wolf said enviously.

"She’s just pretending, and right now, she isn’t my wife," Xianyao replied with a smile after taking another sip of wine.

"Not yet, but that means you’ll have her in the future." Wolf asked with an ambiguous gaze at the two while Black Snow blushed slightly out of shyness.

That kind of expression was something one never expected to see on Black Snow. Even those who knew her well would find it hard to believe she could be this way.

"The future is uncertain; I haven’t decided if I’ll marry her, and besides, she’s not ready to marry me either." Xianyao shook his head in answer.

Wolf was a little surprised. It seemed that the two weren't exactly what he had thought they were, with complications between them.

"We aren’t lovers; she just said she wants to marry me, and I agreed, but her career is more important to her right now. By the time she’s ready for marriage, who knows where I’ll be" Xianyao explained, while Black Snow remained silent, tacitly agreeing.

What was going on

The confused Wolf could hardly make sense of their situation. He seemed to understand but also didn’t quite grasp it; what exactly were the two’s relationship

He couldn’t figure it out, so he decided not to think about it.

"Let's toast then, live for today and let tomorrow take care of itself." Wolf cleverly changed the subject back to drinking together, talking only about the present.

Black Snow quietly sat by the side, often staring absentmindedly at Xianyao...

The next day, Black Snow left with her team from the Voodoo Music Sect. The others were glad to leave this place after being annoyed for a while.

Xianyao was then led by Wolf to the library, where although there were guards and he wasn’t part of the Xianyao sect, his token allowed him free access.

Fortunately, this was at the Xianyao Sect; if it had been elsewhere, there would have been more objections. Here, no one opposed it.

When Xianyao entered the library, he was first greeted by dust, indicating that it hadn't been cleaned in a long time.

"Heh heh, because nobody has come here for over ten years, management is lax," said the person managing this place with an unkempt look, showing no shame about his negligence.

“…” Xianyao was silent. Now he understood; the library wasn't just anyone's territory. If it hadn’t been visited for so long, that showed its importance.

Of course, this was only a partial explanation. If everything in there were important, it wouldn’t have remained unvisited for ten years and would be maintained properly.

The reason few people came here was because the unique martial arts texts belonged to the Xianyao sect's orthodoxy; everyone else had their own collections so didn't need to come here.

However, it was a bit funny that the entire Xianyao Sect never practiced its orthodox techniques. Even if they once did, all of them abandoned it eventually.

Xianyao sect orthodoxy was an extremely difficult path to tread; initially, it had no apparent offensive capabilities which made everyone give up on it easily.

However, everyone knew that once the orthodox techniques reached their peak, they would be invincible. This was the price paid for overcoming those early drawbacks. (To Be Continued)n who spoke before, even if their voice was altered, Xianyao knew they were from the common room. But as he then ignored whose voice it was and only listened to information conveyed, he didn't know pr...