Corpse Burier: I Can Nourish Corpse

Feng Jue’s expression tightened, then he breathed a sigh of relief; he didn’t want to escape one trap only to fall into another.

Beside him, Wen Jiu remained silent, listening to Gui Yanqiu while observing the Little Demon Realm.

Wen Jiu wasn’t surprised by these unspoken rules. After all, Wind and Cloud Immortal City was no benevolent force, and there had to be reasons for allowing these heterodox evil cultivators to cultivate in the Little Demon Realm.

If they were allowed to kill each other freely, then there would be no point in these arrangements.

However, the Little Demon Realm itself was somewhat unexpected to him. Everywhere he looked, dark energy and True Demon Aura surged, as if this were truly a demon realm below.

"We’ve only entered ten miles, and the dark energy and True Demon Aura are already several times that of the periphery."

"Though it may not be the best place for Corpse Nourishing, it’s excellent for nurturing the East Spring Undying Bone and Blood Demon Undying Bone. With the Yin Spirit of Wind and Cloud Immortal City’s help, one could isolate the heart-corroding True Demon Aura and cultivate the Five Ghosts, Law-Devouring Yin Insect, and Three Thousand Blood Inks here."

"This is the right place!"

Wen Jiu felt a secret joy in his heart.

However, despite the benefits of this place, the heterodox evil cultivators here were somewhat dangerous. The evil cultivator who just showed signs of murder was a ghost cultivator at the Mid-stage of Foundation Establishment, with a sharp aura far exceeding that of Leaf Gate of Divine Extinction Thousand Peaks.

Even not inferior to Shankui of Three Life Gates.

Wen Jiu had briefly scanned with his Divine Sense and found there were no fewer than three such individuals within a hundred miles.

"One shudders to think what might happen if the Lord of Wind and Cloud Immortal City had an accident, and there was no one to control these people; the Little Demon Realm would become chaotic." Wen Jiu speculated, but it was just a hypothesis.

He knew little about the Lord of Wind and Cloud Immortal City, only that they had not achieved the Golden Core for long.

They likely had seven or eight hundred years of life remaining.

Even if multiple batches of these Foundation Establishment heterodox evil cultivators died, that Lord of Wind and Cloud Immortal City would likely still be alive.

Soon after.

Heading south, Gui Yanqiu stopped outside Lengxi Mountain.

The dark energy and True Demon Aura of Lengxi Mountain were also quite dense, though not as intense as the central region over a hundred miles away. To Wen Jiu, it was sufficient for now; they could wait until the Three Corpses, Five Ghosts, and Law-Devouring Yin Insect all advanced to Tier Two before relocating.

"Please wait a moment, esteemed Daoists. Once everyone is gathered, you may begin," Gui Yanqiu stood before the four, raising his hand in salute.

Chen Li also raised a hand in a returning gesture, "Fellow Daoist Yanqiu, you seem to have made great progress in your cultivation recently. If you still need a Tier Two Middle-Grade Evil Ghost Pill, I can take some time today to refine a few furnaces for you to nurture your Ghost Body."

"That would be very helpful, Fellow Daoist Chen," Gui Yanqiu replied with a smile, engaging in further polite conversation.

During their exchange, Wang Xin stared coldly at Feng Jue, brimming with murderous intent, as if ready to strike at any moment. Feng Jue, unwilling to show weakness, returned a cold stare of his own, his murderous intent rising.

Wen Jiu paid no attention to the confrontation between the two, only casting a brief glance before examining Lengxi Mountain.

Lengxi Mountain was neither too small nor too large, extending about ten miles both east to west and north to south, ample space to establish two non-interfering cultivation lands and set up an Upper Second-Grade Top-Grade Yin Array as protection, so he wasn’t worried about Feng Jue’s Divine Sense probing or exposing anything.

It seemed he had chosen the Chen Family couple wisely.

One was a Yin Alchemist.

One was a Poison Master.

Chen Li’s deliberate mention of being a Tier Two Middle-Grade Yin Alchemist suggested a backup plan.

If lost.

Surely no one would want to kill a Tier Two Middle-Grade Yin Alchemist, as Yin Alchemists are scarce, and who would handle alchemy afterward?

Besides, if they didn’t deal a fatal blow, Chen Li would owe a favor, making it easier to request alchemy in the future—something even a Mid-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator wouldn’t easily give up.

Not long after.

The sound of rushing air signaled the arrival of three early-stage Foundation Establishment heterodox evil cultivators, two men and one woman, all with aged appearances. Upon arriving, they cast varied looks toward Feng Jue and Wen Jiu, particularly scrutinizing Feng Jue.

Their expressions were filled with greed, with a hint of murderous intent, as if they had come to besiege Feng Jue.

"Two Foundation Establishment Pills and a Tier Two Middle-Grade Alchemist’s legacy—even if I can’t use it, selling it would yield a fortune," the hunched female cultivator cackled without concern for Gui Yanqiu standing nearby.

The other two remained silent, but their greedy expressions spoke volumes.

Gui Yanqiu seemed indifferent to the intentions of the three or didn’t care if they wanted to kill Feng Jue. After acknowledging their salute, he continued discussing the Tier Two Middle-Grade Evil Ghost Pill with Chen Li.

Seeing this, Wang Xin sneered repeatedly, then transmitted a message to Wen Jiu and Feng Jue.

"I advise you both to leave early; regardless of the outcome of this battle, if Fellow Daoist Feng Jue is seriously injured, someone will challenge you within a month for rewards."

Upon hearing this, Wen Jiu remained unmoved, though inwardly resigned.

He had forgotten about this.

These heterodox evil cultivators had no qualms about aiding Divine Extinction Thousand Peaks for profit. Being with Feng Jue on Lengxi Mountain would undoubtedly invite trouble later.

Luckily, the Middle Realm wasn’t keen on bullying the weak; otherwise, he would’ve left regardless of what Feng Jue said.

"If it’s just early-stage Foundation Establishment, then the more, the merrier," Wen Jiu thought, as nurturing the Ghost-faced Butcher and Earth Demon required many Spirit Stones—having reached Foundation Establishment, he couldn’t rely on talismans alone.

Tier Two Talisman Papers are not like Tier One; if they were easily obtainable, Tier Two Talismans would be everywhere.

Nearby, seeing Wen Jiu unmoved, Feng Jue relaxed, gave Wang Xin a condescending look, and sneered, "I even dared to kill people from Divine Extinction Thousand Peaks. Do you think I’d be afraid of your childish threats?

Has any man told you that your threats sound like whining?"

Wang Xin became furious and retorted through sound transmission, "You’re looking for death!"

"Even your insults sound like whining," Feng Jue responded in kind through sound transmission.

The two exchanged fierce verbal jabs, as Wen Jiu watched with interest.

However, Wen Jiu noticed that Chen Li occasionally glanced at him, showing no murderous intent.

Wen Jiu returned the look.

Clearly.

Chen Li intended to keep things civil.

Wen Jiu shared this inclination, but if Chen Li were to become hostile, he would not hesitate to dispatch him.

Moments later.

A Mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator from Wind and Cloud Immortal City finally arrived, standing imposingly in the air. Clad in a black robe, he rode an Eight-eyed Black Python, its aura at Tier Two Middle, comparable to a Mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.

"I am Heihe, disciple of the Lord of Wind and Cloud Immortal City, here to witness this challenge. If any outsiders interfere, do not blame me for being ruthless," he declared, casting a cold gaze over everyone, including Wen Jiu.

"Ascend to the clouds."

With those words.

Heihe led the way, soaring into the cloud sea.

Gui Yanqiu and the others hurriedly followed, Wen Jiu close behind, rushing out of the Little Demon Realm to the cloud tops.

Once both sides were in place, Chen Li saluted, "Fellow Daoist Feng, Fellow Daoist Wen, would you consider becoming friends with me?"

"Let’s finish this first," Wen Jiu replied directly.

Feng Jue grinned, eyeing Wang Xin coldly, "I hope your poison is stronger than your words."

In a rage, Wang Xin acted first, releasing a billowing green poison mist that rapidly enveloped the area. Feng Jue charged in with his spear, using his magical power to keep the mist at bay.

Chen Li did not help, for he had discerned that while Feng Jue had a fierce reputation and seemed to be the challenge leader, Wen Jiu, who had remained silent behind Feng Jue, was indeed the pivotal figure.

In other words.

Wen Jiu was the stronger of the two.

Chen Li promptly spoke, swallowing a Tier Two Middle-Grade Yin Pill, causing his aura to surge, nearing the Mid-stage Foundation Establishment, "If we were outside, I would be keen to befriend Fellow Daoist Wen. However, this cultivation land is extremely important to me. If you withdraw now, it’s not too late."

Upon seeing this, Wen Jiu remained unfazed, replying, "If your means can shake my corpse, I’ll retreat at once."

Before the disciple of Wind and Cloud Immortal City’s lord, Wen Jiu decided to reveal some of his capabilities.

If it could foster a good relationship with them, it would be beneficial in the future.