Great Demon Leader: Start By Refining Flying Zombies

Chapter 1: Myriad Demons Cave

"The Blood Nightmare Technique is the introductory technique of Myriad Demons Cave. It allows for fast cultivation, but it consumes one's life force and blood essence!"

"Today, I will teach you some cultivation tips so that you won't become a dried corpse before even entering the path!"

In the mysterious and gloomy atmosphere of the grand hall,

A tall young woman, dressed in a black outer robe, sat on a high platform, her face obscured.

Only her cold and indifferent voice echoed in the empty hall.

Then, she began the weekly lesson.

Her tone had no fluctuations, and her transitions were abrupt, as if she didn't care whether anyone was listening.

However, the hundreds of youths wearing gray robes below the platform were completely focused, afraid to miss a single word.

Some of the slower ones who didn't understand the intricacies were sweating profusely but dared not ask questions.

According to past experience, interrupting the lesson would not end well.

They were the newly arrived preparatory disciples of Myriad Demons Cave this year.

They were recruited from the mortal realm and possessed spiritual roots.

Among these youths, in an inconspicuous spot in the back row,

A handsome young man sat quietly on a stone slab, attentively listening to every word spoken by the woman on the platform.

There was a complex and fervent expression in his eyes that was difficult to comprehend.

This person's name was Liang Xiao. He was originally from the Blue Star and was reincarnated into this Great World after an early death.

In this life, he was born into a martial arts family in a certain mortal kingdom, thinking that he would work hard in cultivation and embark on the path of a chivalrous hero, dressed in fine clothes and seeking justice.

However, the Ascension Conference of Myriad Demons Cave shattered everything.

Liang Xiao then realized that behind the seemingly feudal mortal kingdoms, there were immense and powerful sects.

This was a world of cultivation where the strong could move mountains and overturn seas, and the mighty could capture stars and moons!

This world was called the Heavenly Mist Continent, with an area that could not be described by billions of miles or the height of nine thousand heavens and the depth of billions of feet.

This realm was filled with strong spiritual energy, and treasures of heaven and earth appeared in the rivers and lakes. Grotto-Heavens were born from mysterious and miraculous places.

It was not difficult to see that the Heavenly Mist Continent was currently in a flourishing era of cultivation!

According to legends, even a Nascent Soul stage cultivator, after exhausting their lifespan and opportunities, could only explore a fraction of this vast world.

Myriad Demons Cave was a demonic Dao sect, located in the southwest of the Heavenly Mist Continent, spanning the three mortal kingdoms of "Liang, Yan, and Qi," with a population of billions of living beings.

Liang Xiao was from the Liang Kingdom.

His parents in this life belonged to a martial arts family in the Liang Kingdom, with more than ten children, and Liang Xiao was just one of them.

Coupled with his mediocre martial talent displayed in his childhood, he was not outstanding.

But when it was discovered that Liang Xiao possessed the talent for cultivation - spiritual roots - his fate underwent a tremendous change.

Myriad Demons Cave took Liang Xiao away and left his parents with a bottle of Spirit Pills.

This act was a reward on the surface, but it also meant severing their mundane family ties.

Between mortals and cultivators, apart from the difference in strength, there was an insurmountable gap in lifespan alone!

However, Liang Xiao, who was taken away by Myriad Demons Cave, quickly fell into despair.

Because he was informed that although he possessed the rare spiritual roots among millions, his talent was ordinary, only having four spiritual roots.

It was only slightly better than those with the useless five spiritual roots.

Moreover, Myriad Demons Cave was a demonic Dao sect, not the university campus of his previous life on the Blue Star.

Here, the only rule followed was the law of the jungle, survival of the fittest!

This law had already existed since these preparatory disciples set foot into the territory of Myriad Demons Cave.

The current eerie and mysterious grand hall was called the Little Ghost Hall, although it was not an important place.

However, it is also majestic and grand, with every brick and tile exuding a unique charm, firm, cold, and heavy.

But here is also the crossroads of all Myriad Demons Cave disciples' paths.

Every group of preparatory disciples has a three-year learning period.

During these three years, the sect will not arrange any other tasks.

Instead, they will provide introductory techniques, basic spells for attack and killing, and some scattered spirit stones for cultivation.

However, once the three-year period is over, the cruel selection process will begin.

The winners will officially become outer disciples, while the losers will become complete mine slaves.

"I have been reborn in this Great World in two lifetimes. What a great opportunity it is. Although I am not clear about the treatment of mine slaves, I absolutely do not want to become one!"

In Liang Xiao's mind, there flashed the mocking and pitying expression of a Myriad Demons Cave cultivator when he mentioned mine slaves, causing his heart to tremble.

After an hour, the bell outside the hall rang, regardless of whether the lecture was finished or if anyone didn't understand.

The black-robed woman on the high platform stopped her voice on time, ignoring the many people who wanted her to speak a few more words.

"Alright, today's lesson ends here. I hope you all study well!"

She lightly stepped down from the high platform, and without any noticeable movements, each step she took covered a distance of several zhang, far surpassing the lightness skills Liang Xiao had seen before.

When she reached the entrance of the main hall, she took out a small green flying sword from her storage bag, which buzzed and trembled.

The small flying sword was initially only an inch long, but in an instant, it grew longer in the wind, transforming into a large sword that automatically flew to the woman's feet.

Liang Xiao's heart burned with excitement. During his time in Myriad Demons Cave, he had also gained some understanding of these common cultivation knowledge.

That was a Law Weapon, a true immortal treasure. Not only could it be used for low-altitude flying, but its attack power was also formidable.

Even the bravest and most skilled Iron Armor Legion in the mortal realm would probably be completely slaughtered by this outer disciple with just one sword.

Many preparatory disciples may have been young lords, young masters, or even small princesses in the mortal realm.

Although their once prestigious status was now useless, their surpassing knowledge of their peers allowed them to adapt to the rules of the cultivation world more quickly.

They appeared more mature and knowledgeable about worldly affairs, not willing to miss any opportunity to establish relationships.

When the lecture ended, they all rushed to the entrance of the main hall, respectfully bowing to the outer disciple.

"Respectfully sending off Senior Sister!"

"Thank you for imparting your teachings, Senior Sister!"

"..."

Generally, this kind of behavior would not receive any response. The outer disciples who came to give lectures would simply leave, ignoring them.

However, this time, the outer disciple let out a light sigh and seemed to remember something when she saw this group of immature preparatory disciples.

She slightly opened her vermilion lips and coldly pointed out, "In our Demon Dao Sect, we emphasize seizing opportunities for cultivation. You have been able to learn the Blood Nightmare Technique for half a month now, but most of you are worried about the consumption of lifespan and essence blood, fearing the side effects and not daring to practice with all your strength."

As soon as these words were spoken, many people's faces turned sullen.

The outer disciple ignored them and sneered, "Lifespan and essence blood can be burned to exchange for power. That is your luck. It's better than saving them for the future and wasting them in the dark mines!"

Many people superficially agreed, but secretly disagreed.

In their hearts, cultivation sought longevity, so how could they sacrifice precious lifespan and essence blood for temporary power?

These young boys and girls who were tested for their spiritual roots had not yet awakened from the illusion of being the chosen ones.

They all thought that the Blood Nightmare Technique was just a transitional cultivation method, and no one believed that they would only cultivate this low-level Demon Dao technique for their entire lives.

Only Liang Xiao heard this sentence and his whole body trembled. His gaze briefly met the outer disciple's, but he quickly retreated, not daring to look directly at her.

In the outer disciple's eyes, a bright light flashed, as if it were a substantial radiance, instantly making Liang Xiao retreat and not daring to meet her gaze.

The outer disciple's gaze swept over Liang Xiao's tall figure, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, as if she had sensed a trace of magical power fluctuations emanating from him.

Finally, she stared with interest at a strand of gray-white hair on his forehead and said softly,

"Are you about to enter the Dao? Your aptitude is average, but you are not stupid!"

(End of this chapter)