Chapter 2: The Enlightenment of the Cultivation Technique
That night, **Li Yang lay wide awake, his eyes piercing the darkness. At the stroke of midnight,** the mysterious voice finally echoed in his mind, "Boy, I shall now impart to you the Illumination of Demons Technique! Relax your mind and do not resist!"
**With a resolute nod, Li Yang replied,** "Master, rest assured, I will follow your instructions without resistance."
A peculiar laugh filled the air, and the mysterious figure continued, "Good, I will first teach you the fundamentals of the Illumination of Demons."
**Suddenly, Li Yang's head felt as if it was about to explode, as countless mantras surged into his memory.** The excruciating pain deep within his soul instinctively made him resist this influx of knowledge.
"Hmph! What did I tell you? Do not resist, you fool!" the voice snapped angrily.
"Yes, Master, I was wrong. I won't resist again..." **Fear gripped Li Yang's heart, and he dared not disobey.**
"What I just transmitted was the secret method of the Illumination of Demons. Now, I will impart several spells. This time, do not resist!" The voice grew even more stern.
"I understand," **Li Yang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and nodded vigorously.**
Another wave of intense pain struck, making his soul feel as though it was burning in flames, then plunged into icy water, sliced by thousands of knives, and pierced by countless needles. **Despite the unbearable agony, Li Yang gritted his teeth and endured, not resisting the foreign memories.**
"Good! The transmission is complete! Now, I will help you cultivate the first layer of the Illumination of Demons—Shadow Demon Egress!" With those words, **a fierce hatred surged within Li Yang, dredging up all the grievances and humiliations he had suffered.**
**His head felt like it was going to burst, as a flood of resentment was about to erupt.** Uncontrollably, Li Yang began to cultivate according to the methods of the Illumination of Demons. Focusing all his attention on his brow, he heard a thunderous crack after a few breaths.
A plume of black smoke burst from the top of his head, **taking a shape that was three parts Li Yang and seven parts demon—fangs bared, eyes blood-red, and hair wild.**
Blinded by rage, Li Yang lost all sense of reason. **The black smoke flew towards Li De's house, the person he hated most, moving as swiftly as the wind, intangible and insubstantial, passing through walls with ease.**
Once the black smoke left, "Li Yang" opened his eyes and chuckled darkly to himself, **"If not for expending my true energy to help this boy cultivate the demonic technique and enable his Shadow Demon Egress, I wouldn't have been able to seize his body. Unfortunately, this body is frail and will take time to condition..."**
The black smoke, driven by Li Yang's resentment and soul, reached Li De's house in no time. Inside, **Li De lay naked on a long table, while his father, Li Fushui, a middle-aged man with a long face, wielded a small, ancient jade lamp.**
The lamp, barely over an inch tall, gleamed like jade and had an ancient design. Despite not being lit, a tiny, bean-sized flickering flame danced within. With each swing, **a white light emanated from the flame, seeping into Li De's body, making him moan in comfort as his eyebrows twitched and his body felt cleansed.**
Suddenly, a gust of black wind swept through the room. Li De, seeing a face formed of black smoke rushing at him, screamed in terror and rolled aside. Li Fushui, caught off guard, was enveloped by the black smoke, dropping the precious lamp in his fright.
**In the critical moment, the lamp's flame shot out a gentle white light, lotus-shaped and as large as a human face, halting the black smoke in mid-air.**
Enveloped by the black smoke, Li Yang's soul momentarily regained clarity as scenes flashed through his mind.
Realizing something was amiss, Li Yang's attention fixated on the
treasure lamp. "The light clears my mind—it must be a treasure! Why was Li Fushui using it on Li De?" **Instantly, he decided, "I must seize this lamp. Whether it's a treasure or not, I cannot leave it with Li De!"**
Li Yang, having suffered countless humiliations at Li De's hands, seized this chance for revenge. **Recalling the spell for controlling objects, he willed the lamp to leap from the ground and fly into the black smoke along with its light.**
"Leave now!" **Li Yang screamed internally. Knowing he couldn't kill Li De with just his soul, he fled immediately.**
The black smoke, clutching the lamp, whisked away through the window and vanished.
Li De, furious and scared, leaped up, shouting, "Guards! Guards!"
Meanwhile, Li Fushui, frantic, chased after the smoke, screaming, "My sacred lamp! My sacred lamp..."
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