Draco naturally began cultivating after he learned the Cultivation Method. It wasn't like he was going to sit there and beat his meat off to the esoteric words, now was he?

  However, Demonic Cultivation was special.

  One could not use just any form of energy, it only worked with be raw Demonic Energy produced in their various Hell Realms to change into Demonic Qi.

  Of course, the energy the Dao Source emitted was perfect for this, which was why the Demon Gods were hogging it to themselves. Draco sat down and operated the Holy Demonic Record, opening himself up to the energy.

  Since this Cultivation Method was derived to fit the Martial Spirit World standards, his Demon Martial Spirit manifested behind him and smiled before pulling in torrents of this energy.

  Seeing Draco do this, the other Demon Gods screamed in madness and fear. They could not believe what they were witnessing, because Draco's suction was over ten billion times stronger than the strongest Demon God present.

  His suction was so strong that the entire Dao Source seemed to tilt towards him, like it was slowly being dragged over. Such power and talent showed that Draco was likely a tier above them, and had more talent to boot.

  This should be a good thing, but the Demon Gods were infuriated by something else. They were unable to cultivate anymore because Draco was sucking everything away, and that blood-red barrier that had fried their fellow Demon Dod was still up, so they couldn't use force to stop him.

  They felt incredibly depressed, antsy, and filled with humiliation at this treatment. To compare, it was like having your arms and legs cuffed while getting shagged by your sexy wife, then tossed into the closet because another man came in.

  This man was buff, burly, and had a donger the size of your ego. He quickly began to ravish your wife and made her show faces that you've never seen her do before, making her release liquids you never thought possible, all while you were helpless to do anything but watch.

  That was how the Demon Gods felt.

  After years of monopolizing the Dao Source, they had long taken it as their exclusive property, so to see someone high jack them and even use it far better than they could was the epitome of cuckoldry.

  "Young Demon God in the barrier, quickly stop what you are doing and come out here, for it's too late!" A female Demon God threatened, unable to take it anymore.

  Draco naturally ignored her, not even turning around to look who it was. He was currently rushing through the Muscle Tempering Realm, fortifying his body greatly on top of what the Dragon Ascension Chant added.

  Seeing that he refused to respond, the face of the female Demon God became ugly, and some others quickly saw the logic behind her actions.

  "Brat, quickly come out and kowtow 500 times to this Elder, and we will write this matter off. Otherwise, you and your family shall suffer the consequence!"

  "Vile bastard, stop absorbing our Dao Source. What right do you have to do this? Did you not come and see us here first?"

  "What a fool. If you stop now and talk well, we shall be magnanimous and let you join our ranks. But go ahead, absorb all you want. No matter what, you will have to pause at some point and there is only one exit! I wonder where you'll pass when that time comes, hehe."

  Hearing those vicious words, the faces of the Demon Gods changed as they gazed behind them to see a slender and effeminate Demon God who was the size of a small barn speaking.

  The Demon Gods were spooked by his words, for they were insidious as hell. Most of them were knuckleheads, so they had not thought about that.

  It was a fact that this Realm had only one entrance/exit, and it was impossible to teleport in or out. The portal that connected the two realms may seem to be like a simple doorway, but it was transdimensional.

  None of the Demon Gods ever managed to accomplish it, so Draco definitely couldn't. All they had to do was wait - no matter how torturous it was - for him to finish and leave the barrier protecting him.

  At that point, Draco would be like a tiny maiden seated on a couch with five burly guys standing behind her with hungry gazes. Whatever they wanted to do to him, he would have to accept.

  Upon hearing this, Draco himself furrowed his brows, but decided to deal with the issue when the time came. In truth, their concerns were right. It wasn't like Draco was a Paragon of Space who could teleport across the universe at will.

  If he wanted to leave, he would have to go through them for sure. However, he believed that he had many ways to achieve that, even if his raw power did not match up to Demon Gods at this time.

  As such, he continued to plunder.

  He crossed through the Muscle Tempering Realm and entered the Tendon Refining Realm. His muscles now shone with a reddish light, different from the slight golden glow of before.

  If the Dragon Ascension Chant had buffed his muscles by 200%, then the Holy Demon Record boosted his muscles by 5,000%. The increase was so exaggerated and staggering that Draco realized that he had scored big.

  However, the cost of this kind of crazy power was this huge suction that could even drain all his Aether Crystals. If this thing wasn't shaped like a bloody planet, there would not be enough of it for Draco at all.

  Draco blazed through the Tendon Refining Realm as well. He already had the experience from the Dragon Ascension Chant, so things were not a problem. Since this Cultivation Method focused on something different, it didn't clash with his Dragon Qi.

  In fact, because of his Martial Spirits, the Qi harmonized and bonded together without mixing. The Dragon Qi stood in the center and the Demon Qi to its right, similar to the position of the Martial Spirits.

  Otherwise, if Martial Spirit users could only use one method, how were those with more than one supposed to cultivate? They were rare, but not extinct. Every generation had a few such freaks.

  Draco finished refining his tendons using 2x the amount of energy for the Muscle Tempering Realm, but his tendons now glowed in a red light. They looked like they would never snap, like some sort of alien-tier tensile fiber.

  He then rushed into his current realm, the Blood Pulsation Realm. He was technically at Blood Pulsation level 1 of 10 with the Dragon Ascension Chant, but he soon surpassed his Draconic cultivation with his Demonic one.

  Level 2… level 3… level 4…


  His suction had sextupled since he had started, and some Demon Gods fled to the back as they felt their own Demonic Energy being getting sucked out if they stayed too close.

  As for the Dao Source, it remained somewhat firm in its place, but it was like a bunch of thick fog or miasma being sucked into a vacuum cleaner.

  Soon, Draco reached the peak of the Blood Pulsation Realm and broke through to the Bone Cleansing Realm. Draco did not stop there, and continued, but his heart was beating with excitement.

  The Blood Pulsation Realm was godly!

  Not for the Dragon Ascension Chant or any other method on the Martial Spirit World, but for his Demonic cultivation, it was amazing!

  You might have already noticed that Draco did not enjoy any bonuses to his Demonic Inheritance like with the Dragon Ascension Chant which spat out gobs of essence each major breakthrough.

  This Demonic method was straightforward, it strengthened his body in parts and then deposited pure Demonic Qi in that part so that Draco's base power would increase greatly.

  Following the limitations of the Martial Spirit World's rules of cultivation, one could only begin to use Qi actively once they entered the Qi Condensation Realm. This was even true for the Dragon Ascension Chant.

  HOWEVER!

  The unexpected happened just now.

  The Holy Demonic Record put Demonic Qi into the parts it refined, and Draco had just refined his blood. That's fine, but one can't forget what his blood contains!

  His Demonic bloodline!

  Draco never cared about Martial Spirits, because he never used those to fight. He used his various Inheritances, and so too did Eva while she was genociding the Demons!

  They were burning Bloodline Energy all the time, but their quick recovery made this manageable but taxing. However, why was it that Draco and Eva even gave this set of cultivation floors so much importance?

  It was because they discovered that Qi could be used to activate any and all bloodline techniques!

  So there was Demonic Qi, which could specifically power his Horned Demon Inheritance only now flowing in his blood, which was a place his bloodline could access.

  In essence, he could now be like Zeus and spam high-tier Demonic attacks!

  Of courseeee… this had limitations.

  Firstly, this was not usable Qi, or rather, it was not supposed to be used this way.

  In essence, it was similar to burning money. Sure it would be possible, but it would go against its designated use, and once it was burned, it was simply gone.

  That Qi in his blood was his foundation for Blood Pulsation. If he used it, he would be harming his foundation and would drop in cultivation level if he was still at Blood Pulsation.

  Now that he was one tier higher, he wouldn't drop, but the benefits of Blood Pulsation would expire. He would have to recultivate that realm from level 1 to level 10 in that case anyway.

  Secondly, the quantity was not that great anyway. It was just used to buff his base stats. If he used all his Demonic Qi in Blood pulsation, he would only be able to spam attacks for like 10 seconds, which is hardly enough.

  However, Draco now had a Cultivation Method and he was in the vicinity of something akin to an infinite energy supply, so he feverishly continued. Once he reached the highest Cultivation Realm he could get, hehe. Those Demon Gods blocking the way would be beaten to death by him!

  Bone Cleansing level 1… level 2… level 3…


  Bone Cleansing complete!

  Base power boosted greatly again!

  Onto the next realm!

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  I said, onto the next realm!

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  Draco's face changed greatly, horror showing up for the first time. He noticed a notification had reached him from the Tower.

  ?System to Player Announcement

  This current floor (Floor 34) only allows participants to cultivate up to the pinnacle of the Bone Cleansing Realm. Proceed to the next floor to continue further.?

  Draco's heart fell to his anus, his grand plans going up in smoke. He turned to look at the hundreds of Demon Gods behind him, who were glaring at him with pure hatred and malice, wishing to inflict the worst tortures upon his raw soul.

  Seeing this, he understood that he was doomed, this fucking Tower had done it again, and it added to the list of why Draco was going to teach it a severe lesson when he got to the top.

  First, Draco called for help.

  "Eva, SAVE ME! - Draco."

  "Pay up with your booty for 10 years nonstop. - Eva."

  Draco's face became black. He wept as he missed his beloved, Riveting Night who would do anything for him without asking. This evil Evaterasu was too normal for his tastes.

  Of course, he was kidding, he recognized the problem Riveting Night's mentality possessed, but still!

  It seemed like Eva was determined to pay him back for all the ways he had fucked all three of her holes brutally recently.

  Even Draco couldn't complain about it, because he knew what he had done to Eva. If she wasn't resilient and had the same level of power as him, she might have died 20 times over.

  It was only fair for her to seek vengeance.

  However, Draco was only a giver - bless his kind soul - not a receiver!

  He was not the greedy type who would take from others, but like the saint he was, always gave his 'white juice' to those who needed it!

  Eva's terms were too rough, so he gave up on asking for her help. He would rather be beaten up by these fellows than succumb to that, after all, it was not like they could kill him.

  Suddenly, Draco gazed at the Dao Source which had shrunken up noticeably, and his smile widened eerily, just like a certain grinch.