Corpse Burier: I Can Nourish Corpse

"I’m a long-time associate of Lin Zhuo and also one of the Four Divine Generals of the Spirit Suppressing Army. Is it so strange for me to volunteer? Gu Si Ming, if at this moment we cannot be united in purpose, fellow Daoist, you need not make a move. Otherwise, when dealing with Anchaosheng later, I’ll have to worry whether a blade will be thrust into my back."

"There’s no need for such words, I understand your thoughts very well. And currently, with both the northern and southern regions needing to fend off the Demon Sect’s invasions, where would we find people to aid you? I just want to know one answer, the answer to why a fellow Daoist would volunteer. As long as you speak honestly, I will certainly assist you with all my might."

On the other end of the Communication Stone, the old voice carries a calm confidence.

Who is this cultivator with the surname Gu?

He is none other than Gu Qinghe, one of the four Fate heads of the Spirit Control Department in the Domain Lord’s Mansion, and like Nangong Huan, a late-stage Golden Core cultivator.

Nangong Huan spoke coldly, "Fellow Daoist, everyone has their secrets. Have you thought about the day when you might need others’ assistance by probing so deeply? Are you, Gu Qinghe, so certain that you can rely on yourself for your entire life?"

"Secrets, of course, are allowed. Under normal circumstances, even if you achieve the Realm of Perfection in Golden Core today, I wouldn’t question you further. But the one coming this time is the branch master of the Dark Altar lineage, Anchaosheng. Under him, the death count of late-stage Golden Core cultivators is not just one or two. Yet you dare to face him directly with your cultivation..." Gu Qinghe did not continue.

The words ’overestimating one’s capabilities’ need not be spoken, he believes Nangong Huan understands what he means.

The voice falls silent.

Nangong Huan falls into a prolonged silence.

Gu Qinghe also remains silent, simply placing the Communication Stone aside and continuing to transcribe his ancient texts, quietly waiting for Nangong Huan to speak. A moment later, a smile slowly forms at the corner of Gu Qinghe’s lips, as Nangong Huan’s reminder finally slowly sounds in the Communication Stone.

"Gu Si Ming, some words need to be said face to face."

Gu Qinghe nodded in transmission, "Okay."

"However, you must be as quick as possible. The current situation in the Celestial Yin Mountain Range is far from good for the Spirit Suppressing Army."

"Naturally."

After putting down the Communication Stone, Gu Qinghe immediately stopped writing.

After giving a few instructions, he transformed into a Startled Swan and left Blessed Cave Heaven, heading straight to the meeting place mentioned by Nangong Huan.

...

Half a day later.

A kindly old cultivator, with a benevolent smile and a kindly demeanor, dressed in a black and white long shirt, reunites with Nangong Huan two thousand miles outside Celestial Yin Mountain Range in a mountain stream. The old cultivator carries an air of scholarly elegance.

This person is precisely Gu Qinghe, one of the four Fate heads of the Spirit Control Department.

"Fellow Daoist Nangong, apologies for the wait." Gu Qinghe raises his hand in a salute, stroking his beard with a smile, his eyes squinting into slits.

Nangong Huan spoke, his tone indifferent, "Fellow Daoist, you must first swear a Heart Demon Oath and cast a Silencing Spell, not revealing a word."

"Okay."

Gu Qinghe nodded, once again stroking his beard with a smile, quickly swearing the Heart Demon Oath and casting the Silencing Spell.

But after the Silencing Spell was cast, Gu Qinghe’s squinting eyes fell on Nangong Huan, "Fellow Daoist, now it’s your turn. To prove your words are true, you also must make a Heart Demon Oath to be fair."

"You..."

Nangong Huan was somewhat irritated, but upon seeing Gu Qinghe’s seemingly smiling face while stroking his beard, he reluctantly agreed. Without hesitation, Nangong Huan immediately swore a Heart Demon Oath to prove the truth of his words.

Seeing this, Gu Qinghe squinted his eyes in a smile, "Apologies, Fellow Daoist Nangong, I’ve been deceived too many times. Nowadays, nobody can say how much longer the West Mountain Floating Domain can remain calm, so I must be cautious."

"No problem." Nangong Huan forced a smile, letting out a heavy breath, suppressing his displeasure.

Following closely, Nangong Huan continued, "Time waits for no one. The situation in Celestial Yin Mountain Range is fraught with danger, and it would be wise for us to set out sooner. I’m asking fellow Daoist to assist me in this endeavor. Our ultimate goal is not only to deal with the Dark Altar lineage and prevent us from being besieged but also to acquire what Anchaosheng holds."

"What is it?"

Gu Qinghe squinted his eyes.

Nangong Huan continued, "True Spirit Demon Tree Seeds."

"True Spirit Demon Tree Seeds!" Gu Qinghe’s smile faded, "The Outer Path Hidden Demon Sect possesses such an evil artifact? Are you saying that the anomaly in Celestial Yin Mountain Range was caused by Anchaosheng using the True Spirit Demon Tree?"

"Perhaps. The Dark Altar lineage is extremely difficult to infiltrate. I’ve spent fifty years and only obtained a small amount of information. From what I’ve gathered, Celestial Yin Mountain Range is gradually being engulfed by the Demon Realm, likely related to the True Spirit Demon Tree."

The voice falls silent.

Gu Qinghe falls into a contemplative silence, squinting his eyes into a line, repeatedly stroking his beard, his brows furrowing ever more tightly.

"If it truly is the True Spirit Demon Tree, then seeking me out is futile. The True Spirit Demon Tree is something that Golden Core cultivators like myself cannot deal with. Even if the Domain Lord were present, accepting this outcome would be inevitable."

Nangong Huan nodded, "Do your best, we can’t just watch as the Outer Path Hidden Demon Sect’s plot succeeds, can we?"

"What’s the situation with the True Spirit Demon Tree Seeds?" Gu Qinghe pressed.

"Gu Si Ming, don’t you think you’re probing too much?"

Nangong Huan grew displeased again.

Gu Qinghe’s solemn expression suddenly showed a hint of a smile, he asked, "Fellow Daoist Nangong, why do we need to hide things from each other like this? True Spirit Demon Tree Seeds, they are the most sinister items of the Demon Dao, whether Orthodox Dao or Heterodox Dao, none dare touch them. Once touched, one’s heart and soul would be corrupted by the True Spirit Demon Tree, hard to find a path back. Fellow Daoist, you certainly aren’t the kind to willingly fall into Demon Dao, so..."