Chapter 48 : Will You Bear All the Karmic Sins
Chapter 48: Will You Bear All the Karmic Sins?
“A cultivator from the Cui Family of Canglan Mountain.”
Fang Chang nodded and weighed the Red Lotus Sword in his hand.
That was right—it matched.
“How far is this place from Canglan Mountain?”
The small head replied respectfully, “Not too far, not too far. Head east another hundred li or so, and you’ll see it from afar.”
That evil cultivator list also matched.
Orthodox cultivators would regularly clear out the unsavory elements around their sect.
However, having clearly named targets was relatively rare.
Fang Chang recalled something related to such lists.
But judging by the time frame, it was quite far off.
He shook his head and did not dwell on it.
Seeing him think, the small head asked with a fawning smile, “Big brother, are you thinking of joining Canglan Mountain?”
He was a Third Realm Guarding the One cultivator.
Yet he showed no shame in calling Fang Chang “big brother.”
Fang Chang raised an eyebrow at him. “Sounds like there are quite a few people like me.”
“Quite a few, quite a few. Canglan Mountain lies within a stretch of continuous peaks. At the outermost edges in all four directions, there are Ascension Towns. Aside from mortals, the majority there are evil path cultivators like you, big brother.”
Zhao Yuntong sneered, “Do they accept them?”
The small head chuckled. “As this elder sister said, Canglan Mountain rarely accepts evil path cultivators. Their assessments are extremely strict.”
Zhang Su frowned. The Taiyi Talisman Palace she came from accepted those who turned away from evil.
“On one hand they purge evil cultivators, on the other they don’t drive them away entirely. What exactly are they doing?”
Fang Chang smiled. “If the top and bottom aren’t aligned, it just means the people within Canglan Mountain aren’t united.”
As he spoke,
he took out a chunk of Tai Sui Green Flesh and waved it in front of the small head.
The small head’s eyes instantly widened, filled with shock and desire.
Tai Sui Flesh was a true cultivation treasure—black, white, green, and red.
The black flesh was half poison, half beneficial.
Even the white flesh, he only dared to consume a small piece during special occasions. As for such a large chunk of green flesh—he had never even seen it before!
Who exactly was this lord?!
“I won’t interfere with grave-digging and corpse collection, but from now on, you are not allowed to harm people for the sake of corpses. Do you understand?”
A burst of light erupted in the small head’s eyes.
“Big brother! No… grandpa! My name is Jiang Cheng—Cheng as in honesty! I have cultivated for twenty years and have never killed an innocent person. All my Living Corpse Path abilities come from managing a mortuary!”
“This time I only came here to transport the corpse of a child for an old man who couldn’t afford burial, but I ran into that madwoman from the Cui Family. Not only did she destroy the child’s body, she also ruined most of my twenty years of cultivation!”
“Grandpa! Dear grandpa! I understand, I understand! I’m so miserable… wuwuwu…”
The more he spoke, the more emotional he became.
He even moved himself to tears, opening his mouth and bawling loudly.
Fang Chang could not help but laugh when he heard how naturally he called him “grandpa.”
So he tossed him another large chunk of green flesh along with the first.
Fang Chang could have given Tai Sui Red Flesh.
But that thing was too precious—he feared the man wouldn’t be able to handle it.
The half body leapt up, clutching the green flesh excitedly.
Seeing the extra piece, Jiang Cheng danced in joy.
Though at this moment, he did not actually have hands.
Overjoyed, he said, “Thank you, grandpa! Thank you, grandpa! May I know grandpa’s honorable name? If this grandson ever succeeds in cultivation, I will surely repay you!”
“My name is Fang Chang. If you truly mean it, then don’t think about repaying me—just cultivate well and don’t harm others.”
“Definitely! Definitely! Grandfather Fang Chang’s life-giving grace will never be forgotten!”
Jiang Cheng hurriedly spouted a long string of auspicious words,
completely ignoring that Fang Chang was just a young man with delicate features.
Knowing his own appearance was too grotesque, Jiang Cheng took the upper half of his body and departed.
The three watched him leave from afar.
Zhao Yuntong said coldly, “You believed him just because he said so? People like him will say anything to survive.”
It could only be said that even among the demonic and deviant paths, there were differences.
The Obsession Path, Living Corpse Path, and Corpse Refinement Path all belonged to the Eighteen Demonic Sects and Thirty-Six Deviant Paths.
But the first was a deviant path—unorthodox and eccentric.
The latter two were demonic sects—cruel in methods and defying the natural order.
At least in Zhao Yuntong’s eyes, she was entirely different from those demonic sects.
Zhang Su looked pleased.
“Benefactor Fang is kind and charitable. Even when facing an evil cultivator, he still encourages goodness. Is that not the sign of one with spiritual roots of wisdom?”
Fang Chang looked at Jiang Cheng’s comical departing figure and smiled without speaking.
Not all important characters in *Fallen Immortal* were heroic figures.
Some minor figures, mixed among the common folk, could still influence major storylines.
Jiang Cheng…
This person might have some opportunities.
He had appeared as a minor role in several storylines.
But Fang Chang could not recall clearly.
The most famous instance was in the *Human Dao Dragon Fortune* version, where he picked up the index finger of a prime minister. After grafting it onto his body, he was somehow able to circulate Dragon Fortune.
This small act of kindness, planting a seed, was merely done casually.
He had no expectation of guaranteed returns.
“Let’s go.”
The Pure Yang Path techniques greatly enhanced Fang Chang’s physical constitution.
Walking this distance, his steel-like body felt nothing.
A mere hundred li was nothing worth mentioning.
Moreover,
with the pure yang energy from the *Great Sun Burning Immortal Technique*, he no longer needed to practice the *Purple Scene Technique* to balance yin and yang.
Another daily routine saved—he could simply lie down and reap the benefits of cultivation feedback.
Life was simple~
…
As Fang Chang walked ahead,
Zhao Yuntong approached Zhang Su with a dark expression.
“Just now, you said, ‘All karmic sins will be borne by you, and having only you as the Corpse Puppet is enough’?”
Zhang Su pressed her palms together, her expression gentle and compassionate, yet somewhat ashamed.
“Amitabha… in urgency, this poor nun spoke some exaggerated words. Benefactor Zhao, please rest assured—while I guide Benefactor Fang, I will also do my utmost to find a way to free you.”
Zhao Yuntong’s expression remained dark.
“You mean, only you as the Corpse Puppet is enough?”
“Ah… ah? I meant… to free the Yin Corpses in Benefactor Fang’s hands. Such suffering should be borne by me…”
“‘Only you as the Corpse Puppet is enough’? Heh, heh, heh!”
“?”
Zhang Su froze.
Meeting Zhao Yuntong’s gaze, she saw something indescribable churning within those eyes—sinister, like ghostly flames burning in an abyss.
“From now on, don’t be alone with him. I don’t like seeing others get too close to him.”
Zhao Yuntong lowered her voice.
It became soft and gentle, yet seemed to suppress something beneath it.
As she spoke,
she suddenly turned her head to look at Fang Chang’s back ahead. Her gaze fixed onto him, as if stuck there, unable to move away.
Zhang Su followed her gaze, and her heart suddenly skipped a beat.
She was confused and shocked, unable to understand:
“Benefactor Zhao… you… you feel that way toward Benefactor Fang…? But he refined you into a Corpse Puppet.”
“My relationship with him is not that simple.”
Zhao Yuntong’s eyes remained dark,
“Nun, I can see the restlessness in your heart. Sooner or later, you’ll act as recklessly as that plump, swaying flesh of yours—the same body that tempts others and yourself into breaking precepts.”
“Ugh…” Zhang Su whimpered, her sore point struck.
“But I warn you—if you dare step onto his bed even half a step, I will personally tear those two lumps off your body!”