Becoming evil makes you ten times stronger, but becoming a demon gives you hundredfold strength

His body was incredibly weak, yet his mental strength reached its peak at this moment. The poor study the rich, and the rich study the prostitutes. In ancient and modern times, the way women dressed was something civilians and the middle class copied from the rich and nobility, taking pride in it and treasuring it as a gem. However, the fashion of wealthy women was fixated on the attire of socialites and courtesans, those at the cutting edge of style and beauty. Because prostitutes need to shine their brightest, if they don't vie for charm and beauty, they will be eliminated. Cultivation is the same. Walking one path through to the end becomes immortal; deviating or failing, becomes a demon. Today, he had wielded the protector's saber. Swords kill people, sabers save people. His Sword Technique of the Four Great Voids was purely for killing, and in addition, he had learned a multitude of supreme skills. A person could rise rapidly through slaughter, but surely needed many more skills to assist them. Therefore, he had the Blood Transmutation Divine Saber, the act of Growing Golden Lotus, the Burning Lamp Technique, the Bright Moon Skill, and others integrated into his saber technique, not to mention his Golden Finger, which amplified strength tenfold, a hundredfold when leaning towards corruption or becoming a demon. Enhancement, in its essence, was the strongest skill! He often pondered how the Golden Finger enabled him to enhance his power so quickly, perfecting his cultivation in an incredibly short time. Repeated enhancements allowed him to fumble his way toward some pattern of enhancement. Like a blind man feeling an elephant, he took these thread-like insights as his foundation and included them in his Blood Transmutation Divine Saber. There was a pain in his chest, and his face was extremely pale as the Golden Core cultivators in the distance eyed him with predatory eagerness, watching this weak man. Today, he wasn't supposed to draw the saber. He could explain, he could have the accompanying Golden Cores release an aura to scare these people away. Yet everything proceeded in such a miraculous way, as if led by fate, naturally falling into place. The girl's accumulated indignation, the coming enemies of just the right rank, the resentment in his chest from fighting day and night with the Blood God Sect, plus countless other things flowed into him like rivers into the sea, all coming together in that moment, fueled further by that persistent irritation in his heart! If I didn't have the Golden Finger, if I wasn't reincarnated, if I had bad luck... There are no ifs. I'd rather go down with one slash. And so, that slash came to be. ... Qin Ningxue sensed Meng Yu's weakness and, thinking about it, it made sense. The slash he had just delivered could no longer be considered swordsmanship but an Immortal Technique! She had mingled in Sleepless City and had never heard of a Golden Core Master having such ability. And Cao Defang, with a Foundation Establishment cultivation, had delivered such a slash, how could he not be gravely injured? Her Red Sleeve Blade was placed in front of her chest as she vigilantly protected Meng Yu behind her. "She's still alive?" "Her condition is that good?" "How is that possible?" Variety of discussions surged like a tide, as Golden Cores stared wide-eyed, as if they had witnessed the most inconceivable scene. That was the Blood Transmutation Divine Saber, a technique so wicked to the extreme, a method designed to kill. And yet, in this mud, a white lotus astonishingly bloomed! They had never seen such a wondrous sight. Cao Defang's slash would be coveted and praised by the powerful in the Central Plains Martial Arts Sacred Land. Suddenly, a figure emerged from the crowd, moving into the shadows, then reappeared. This was a Foundation Establishment expert skilled in moving through shadows, and he reached straight for the Red Sleeve Blade. In many people's eyes, the true treasure was this long saber. Meng Yu reached out, took the Red Sleeve Blade, and with a twist, a bright moon rose, a tear appeared within the saber's edge. The sea under the bright moon, the saber weeps tears! The most wicked aspect of this blade now was that, once you saw the tears on its body, you were already trapped in a predicament! The saber light gently swirled, and that Foundation Establishment cultivator was split in two, but Meng Yu's complexion became even paler. "Cao Defang, surrender, and I promise you won't die!" The pressure of the Golden Core bore down, as Master Jin stared intently at Meng Yu, filled with boundless envy. The man before him was a genuine Golden Core Seed. Achieving the Golden Pill of Achievement was inevitable for him! Such a person should be exterminated immediately! Not far away, another Golden Core from Sleepless City watched Meng Yu with murderous intent, his heart filled with greed. This youngster definitely had some great inheritance, and he had to find a way to obtain that Red Sleeve Blade! It was at this moment that a faint sword intent rose up, like clouds flowing across the sky, signaling the arrival of that middle-stage Golden Core cultivator from the Liuyun Sword Sect. Indeed, if the Eternal Night Palace had a true heir like Cao Defang, wherever he went, he would be protected by a Golden Core, so the appearance of the Golden Core from the Liuyun Sword Sect was very much expected. "What, thinking of killing someone?" Meng Yu smiled serenely as he gripped the long sword at his waist. He had even returned the Red Sleeve Blade to Qin Ningxue! Master Jin was slightly irritable. For a true genius, it is best not to take action, but once you do, you must ensure you can kill your opponent. Why had Senior Brother Li not arrived yet? Was it really possible to kill or capture Cao Defang now? This person's combat power was on par with a Golden Core cultivator. Even with the help of the City-Protecting Great Array, it was extremely dangerous. "Hey, esteemed sages, could you have a little shame?" Just as tensions rose and conflict was imminent, and while Meng Yu was preparing to summon six hundred Golden Cores to take action, a loli with horns on her head appeared in the sky. "I'm only at Foundation Establishment, and you several Golden Cores actually want to join forces against me, isn't that shameful?" The Dragon Maiden from The Dragon Palace of the East Sea scoffed coldly, glaring at the Golden Cores from Sleepless City and then looking pityingly at Meng Yu, whose face had turned deathly pale. At the age of seventy, she had sneaked out to wander the world, eager to experience the myriad things in life, only to almost end up skinned and deboned. Those damned Golden Cores didn't care that she was still a child! There you go, acting so pretentious. Those Golden Cores might have no shame, but let's see what you can do about it? "You all!" Master Jin glared angrily at the Dragon Maiden, then at Sun Bodang standing beside her. Now, with the addition of two more Golden Cores alongside Cao Defang and the middle-stage Golden Core from the Liuyun Sword Sect, there was no longer any opportunity left. Once the fight began, they could just turn and flee. Then, who would be responsible for the resulting catastrophe? Not long ago, the Eternal Night Palace was still reeling from the trouble Meng Yu had nearly caused, almost piercing the heavens and inflicting great harm upon the palace's vitality. Now, the Saint Heir from the Blood Demon Sect saw this very point. Such deep scheming, such ruthless tactics! Master Jin looked at Cao Defang once again before bursting into hearty laughter. "Saint Heir of the Blood Demon Sect, greetings and welcome to Sleepless City. As you're injured today, I will not take advantage of you. Let's meet here again tomorrow, shall we?" He directly pinned the blame on Meng Yu. "Firstly, I am not the Saint Heir of the Blood Demon Sect, and secondly, fine, tomorrow." Meng Yu agreed calmly, then gave the Dragon Maiden a bow of his hands. Now was not the time to show off his strength; after all, who knew if Mirror twelve might delay things or whatever. "Let's go." A man and a woman strolled leisurely towards their home, and not a single Golden Core stepped forward to cry out that they needed to enact justice on the demon offspring of the Blood Demon Sect today. ... The little cook sat at the entrance to the courtyard with a worried expression, waiting for Qin Ningxue to return, and then she opened her eyes wide in surprise. Cao Defang, looking deathly pale, returned alongside Qin Ningxue, who was glowing with health, looking as if he had come back from a brothel, drained of essence, while she appeared like a succubus who had indulged in absorbing essence from the spiritual energy. Okay... that analogy wasn't quite accurate, but... she looked at Qin Ningxue very oddly. Today, sister, you're radiant, simply... crystal clear to the extreme. "I need to rest; you all can handle the guests at the door." Even though the words were somewhat ambiguous, Meng Yu had already rushed into the courtyard. ... "Brilliant, truly a brilliant strike!" "Even more brilliant than the Sword Technique of the Four Great Voids, the foundation of this strike was too profound." "I think, on the topic of the Blood Transmutation Divine Saber's transformation, it can be augmented in such a manner." Meng Yu sat peacefully in the basement, enjoying the replenishment of spiritual energy through the massage provided by Fairy Taohua and others, while the surrounding Golden Cores spoke about the scene they had just witnessed, analyzing the terrifying nature of his strike. Yes, Meng Yu's strike was something none of the three hundred Golden Cores in the basement could achieve. Not to mention the fully refined Golden Lotus Heart Technique that none could match, and the triple-twisting enhancement through the Blood Transmutation Divine Saber to absorb the enemy's essence blood contained a sort of profound principle akin to Becoming a Demon with Hundredfold Strength.