Cultivation Starts from Farming Chapter 915 - 402: Enhancing Divine Sense, the Unexpected Truth of Nirvana Blood (Part 3)

One must realize that certain Demon Beasts exhibit remarkably sharp wits upon reaching the Foundation Establishment realm, like the Water Lake Rat.

"Fellow Daoist Xu, perhaps you do not know."

Upon hearing these words, Shan Tianyou revealed a wry smile, shaking his head with a deep sigh:

"To us lower realm cultivators, these so-called ’high-rank’ ancient demons... "

"In the view of the Upper Realm’s Ancient Demon Race, they might not qualify as proper soldiers, serving only as... mere cannon fodder."

"Cannon fodder?"

Xu Ping felt truly astonished and shifted his gaze toward Shan Tianyou,

"Fourth Rank Lower Grade ancient demons, on par with Early-Stage Nascent Soul, are just cannon fodder?"

"That’s right."

Shan Tianyou nodded firmly, his voice laden with gravity,

"As detailed in my Mystic Water Sect’s ancient texts, within the rigid military structure of the Upper Realm’s Ancient Demon Race... "

"An ancient demon must advance to Fourth Rank Upper Grade, matching our Late-Stage Nascent Soul, to barely avoid being cannon fodder and gain some standing and say in their ranks."

"Those beneath that level are nothing but disposable ants."

Xu Ping stayed quiet briefly, absorbing this staggering revelation.

Noticing Xu Ping lost in contemplation, Shan Tianyou pressed on, unveiling an even more startling truth:

"Truth be told, though we label them all ’ancient demons,’ they aren’t genuine offspring of the Upper Realm’s Ancient Demon Race."

"Instead, they’re specialized war instruments cultivated by the Upper Realm Ancient Demon powers to invade and overrun realms like ours!"

"With their dim wits, ease of command, swift breeding, and robust tolerance for Demonic Qi, they serve as ideal cannon fodder to drain and weaken lower realm forces!"

"Something like that?!"

A gleam ignited in Xu Ping’s eyes, challenging his prior beliefs.

Shan Tianyou went on: "The Upper Realm boasts vastly richer resources and Spiritual Qi than ours, yet rivalries among myriad races rage with unimaginable ferocity."

"Lower realms such as ours, holding distinct laws and assets, tempt the Upper Realm powerhouses as prizes worth seizing."

"Yet, Upper Realm cultivators past the Divinity Transformation Stage face brutal rejection from Interface Power when trying to cross the vast void for descent, rendering it almost unfeasible at huge expense."

"Thus, mass-producing these dim-witted ancient demon cannon fodder and herding them via unique passages to assault the lower realm stands as the cheapest, most effective strategy."

Learning these hidden truths broadened Xu Ping’s worldview, clarifying numerous lingering questions instantly.

What’s more, he found himself esteeming Shan Tianyou—and the backing Mystic Water Sect—far more.

Insights like these lie beyond the grasp of typical Late-Stage Nascent Soul experts.

"Fellow Daoist Xu, no need for surprise."

Shan Tianyou caught Xu Ping’s look and offered a faint smile, clarifying:

"Such accounts reside in the foundational scriptures of key outer sea inheritance sects and aren’t utmost secrets."

"Regular cultivators simply lack the chance to access them."

"I understand." Xu Ping gave a slight nod.

Internally, though, he mulled that these "top inheritance forces"

likely tied closely to the powerhouses who sealed the ancient demon passage back in ancient times.

They might even carry forward the Dao lineages of those titans, explaining their profound Upper Realm knowledge.

Naturally, this remained mere conjecture on his part, unspoken.

Yet, as Xu Ping kept watching the battlefield and musing on these matters, a vital concern struck him abruptly.

Namely, since these ancient demons aren’t pure-blooded kin of the Upper Realm’s Ancient Demon Race but engineered war pawns,

Then... does the Nirvana Blood he’d obtained earlier qualify as genuine Nirvana Blood?

This realization gripped Xu Ping’s heart.

Fake Nirvana Blood spelled disaster—a colossal setback, pushing the Nirvana Golden Body far out of reach and unpredictable.

Who would’ve imagined such a concealed twist with these ancient demons?

"I have to confirm this," determination flashed in Xu Ping’s eyes.

After a brief reflection, Xu Ping turned to Shan Tianyou, his voice carrying a subtle probe,

"Senior Shan, do you know what Nirvana Blood is by chance?"

At those words, a spark of astonishment lit up in Shan Tianyou’s gaze, and he gave a nod,

"Of course I do. Nirvana Blood refers to the heart’s blood from an ancient demon in the Late-Stage Nascent Soul realm, brimming with exceptionally pure primal Demon Race power, and it acts as a precious resource for crafting unique cultivation arts and Pills."

Noticing Shan Tianyou’s knowledge of Nirvana Blood’s true nature, Xu Ping’s eyes sparkled instantly as he followed up with,

"So, does the heart’s blood from these ancient demons descending into the lower realm qualify as genuine Nirvana Blood?"

That query truly baffled Shan Tianyou.

Deep in thought with furrowed brows for a good while, he eventually shook his head and admitted: "This... I’m not completely sure myself."

"These ancient demons may be formidable, but they’re nothing more than fodder created by the real Ancient Demon Race from the Upper Realm."

"It’s hard to say if their bloodline preserves that original purity."

Right as Xu Ping turned to leave in disappointment, Shan Tianyou switched gears and continued:

"That said, I possess a way to test if Nirvana Blood is authentic. If Fellow Daoist Xu desires it, I’ll gladly pass the method along."

Overjoyed at this, Xu Ping quickly clasped his hands and declared: "My deepest gratitude, Senior Shan!"

Shan Tianyou chuckled heartily, waving it off as he replied:

"Fellow Daoist Xu, no need for such formality. It’s merely a minor trick, far from any grand secret art."

Then, he proceeded to explain the verification process for Nirvana Blood to Xu Ping in full.

Surprisingly straightforward, the method simply called for a precise Divine Sense scanning technique paired with basic Spells to assess the purity and strength of the Demon Race’s primal power inside the blood.

Xu Ping etched every single step into his mind with precision.

Armed with this technique, he could now judge if the heart’s blood from the Ancient Demon Hall truly counted as Nirvana Blood.