Demon Hunter and His Cabin
Chapter 691 - Chapter 691 Chapter 578 Spirit Eater Advances_2

Chapter 691: Chapter 578: Spirit Eater Advances_2 Chapter 691: Chapter 578: Spirit Eater Advances_2 Then what would be the ultimate limit, how powerful could a Sword Seal born from the Path of the Sword become?

Having succeeded the first time, everything else became much simpler, and by then, the number of Demon Hunters would be sufficient to support Roger’s frequent use of the ability of Spiritual Light Residence.

The Sword Master Cold Crow had only walked one path, and yet he became so powerful that few could rival him.

What about five paths?

Add to that the qualitative transformation after combining with the Dharma Seal, and the possible changes after the formation of the Five Great Sword Seals.

Roger couldn’t help but feel a surge of excitement.

By then, who in this world would be his match?

If so, it would be akin to him raising the ceiling of the combat power of the Five Major Fractions of Demon Hunters.

In the future, Demon Hunters would no longer just be cannon fodder capable of undertaking only low-end tasks; more of them would advance to the third and enter the Fourth Tier.

Even…

He let out a long sigh.

Roger didn’t rush to grasp other things in haste; instead, he sat on the floor inside the Shadow Cottage.

The Nekomata leapt out from his body, a pitch-black vortex appeared on its forehead, and the shattered Guardian Spirit Fragment was absorbed and refined, then transferred into Roger’s body.

Roger exhaled, his eyes brimming with a rich bloodlust, that malevolent power gradually filling his eyeballs, while his reason was peeled away from his body bit by bit.

Holding his breath, the agitation in his blood qi stirred, and the abnormalities that started to appear on his body were slowly suppressed, Roger’s eyes returning to clarity.

“It’s almost at the limit,” he said.

With Roger’s current physical condition, he could essentially offset the negative effects brought by absorbing Guardian Spirit Fragments.

To continue any further, he would definitely be affected.

“And there’s Higurashi Chika,” he added.

Roger frowned; he himself was alright, his body’s blood qi could suppress such abnormalities, but it was entirely different for Higurashi Chika.

As his strength grew, so did the seemingly spontaneous murderous intent, becoming thicker and thicker, and even without doing anything, he was still unable to contain it.

Roger began to worry.

This was definitely not normal, and it was very likely related to Higurashi Chika’s father.

In fact, he had originally planned to find an opportunity to send Higurashi Chika back to the real world, but considering her current state, this might bring some hidden risks.

If she continued to stay in Hankawa…

After hesitating for a moment, Roger decided to take this opportunity to take Higurashi Chika out of Hankawa, and then place her inside the Fairytale Manuscripts through the Hunter’s Cabin.

This would ensure her safety, keeping her away from Hankawa, a land of strife, while also being prepared for emergencies.

As for Yukiko, her staying in Hankawa was, at the moment, the safer option.

Spiritual Power within his body began to grow, the Nekomata’s previously ethereal tail gradually solidified, exuding unease and restlessness, it quickly curled up into a ball and turned back into Spiritual Power, re-entering Roger’s body.

As time passed, the changes in Spiritual Energy also manifested within Roger.

The Three Transformations of Cat Type was not the end; a fourth tail began to grow, then a fifth…

But the growth of the fifth tail was halted midway due to insufficient Spiritual Energy, causing Roger’s body to tremble suddenly, his complexion returning to normal.

A cycle of Spiritual Power formed within his body, having devoured two Fourth Tier Cultivators, especially the robust Spiritual Power of Aian San, in addition to previous accumulations.

The most important was the natural increase in Spiritual Energy over nearly three months of insight; although there was no deliberate cultivation, the increase in Spiritual Power was nonetheless astonishing.

Roger broke through the barrier in one fell swoop, advancing into the mid-stage of the Fourth Tier.

By then, he finally understood what the so-called Three Transformations of Cat Type represented: as a cultivator with a Nekomata as a Guardian Spirit, there was no transformation process in other schools during advancement.

As long as the abilities meet the standards, and the accumulations are sufficient, advancement is direct!

There would be no stagnation due to any problems with insight, and combined with the ability of the Spirit Eater, this was simply a temptation–a temptation for cultivators to intensify their slaughter and devouring.

“Truly malevolent,” he remarked.

According to the teachings of Sword Master Cold Crow, cultivators in the real world understood little about the Nekomata, treating it only as a special Guardian Spirit. Yet those in Everworld, especially those who had witnessed the cultivation of the Way of the Asura, held a cautious vigilance against cultivators possessing a Nekomata Guardian Spirit.

Some even regarded them as monsters.

“Need to be careful,” he mused.

Roger had already cautioned Higurashi Chika not to unleash her Guardian Spirit unless absolutely necessary, and even then, to use some sort of disguise.

Consolidating and digesting the surge in power, Roger spent the rest of his time on understanding swordsmanship.

Over three months’ time, the change in his strength was secondary; Roger was like a pupa awaiting metamorphosis, ready to emerge as a butterfly when the time was ripe.

“It’s time we left,” he said.

A few days flashed by, and Roger had stabilized his own power. He found Higurashi Chika and prepared to descend the mountain.

Yukiko looked at Higurashi Chika with a pitiful expression, “You two… man and woman, I really want to leave here too.”

At her side was Aoki Kazuo, showing a similarly envious look.

The Aoki Shrine was nothing but a small influence in Everworld, and the distance from Hankawa to Aoki Shrine was far too great.

Without anyone to escort him, Aoki Kazuo naturally had the will but not the way, though he hadn’t been idle these past few months.

The speed of cultivating in Everworld was much faster than in the real world, and Aoki Kazuo’s power was steadily increasing.

“This is a Talisman I’ve made; it should come in handy when you’re traveling outside.”

Before leaving, Aoki Kazuo took out a wooden box and handed it to Roger. Though he was speaking to Roger, his gaze inadvertently swept towards Higurashi Chika by his side.

Roger and Higurashi Chika also possessed substantial Spiritual Power, but almost all of their power was used in combat, and they lacked in other applications.

“Much appreciated.”

Roger nodded and accepted Aoki Kazuo’s gift.

“Aoki-kun, you didn’t do anything sneaky with the Talisman, did you?”

Yukiko suddenly spoke.

“What are you talking about?”

Aoki Kazuo looked bewildered.

“Don’t pretend you don’t understand, like those voyeuristic tricks they show on TV…” Yukiko revealed a thoughtful look.

“I get it; you must plan on using a Paper Doll to spy on them when they do something strange. Oh my, what a genius idea–why didn’t I think of that?”

“If you could make a Paper Doll and place it on Senka’s shoulder, wouldn’t that mean you could see everything they experienced?”

Yukiko’s eyes brightened as she spoke.

“That seems interesting, no editing required, so it’s more authentic. Yes, that’s live broadcasting!”

“I should have thought of that sooner!”

Yukiko leaped up excitedly, grabbed Aoki Kazuo’s shoulder, “Aoki-kun, please help me, make me a paper doll just like I said!”

“Even if I can’t leave Hankawa, I want to see the outside world with Senka!”

She shouted with excitement.

Even Higurashi Chika showed a hint of curiosity.

Aoki Kazuo’s face showed a touch of difficulty, “It’s easy to say, but actually doing it…”

“What’s wrong, can’t you do it?” Yukiko eyed Aoki Kazuo with a skeptical look.

“Who says I can’t?!”

Aoki Kazuo clenched his teeth.

“Each city’s Black Tower is a hub for transferring Spiritual Energy, but this isn’t the real world. To actually do what you’re suggesting, someone has to provide Spiritual Energy around the clock…”

As he said this, he suddenly closed his mouth, noticing Yukiko looking at him with a particular gaze.

“Isn’t that you?”

“I’m really busy…,” Aoki Kazuo said somewhat guiltily.

“Heh, busy with what? Playing with the Paper Doll in your room?”

Aoki Kazuo’s brow twitched, and to prevent more embarrassing words from being spoken, he had no choice but to reluctantly nod.

“Fine, fine.”

With this little interlude, everyone’s mood improved a great deal.

In Everworld, even the incredibly safe Hankawa could make one feel inexplicably oppressed.

It’s like a bird that knows it’s locked in a cage.

All it could do was wait for death.

Using the tower for teleportation, when everything returned to normal, Roger and his companion had already arrived at the edge of the Sword Pavilion’s influence.

From here, traveling west, they needed to pass through two other powers’ territories to reach the location of Funiu Sword Pavilion.

Traveling by day and resting by night, their pace was swift.

Upon reaching the mountaintop and peering through the thin clouds, Roger could see in the distance a sinuous mountain range resembling a giant dragon.

Qinglu Mountain.