Corpse Burier: I Can Nourish Corpse-Chapter 37: Sudden Midnight Upheaval

However, going there must result in selling more than just a few talismans.

I need to accumulate a bit more.

With this in mind, Wen Jiu took a short rest before getting up again to draw talismans, preparing to painstakingly create a batch of Tier-Entering Soul-Seizing Talismans.

In the days that followed, Wen Jiu continually repeated the process of selling non-tier-entering Soul-Seizing Talismans to earn Spirit Stones, then using the earned Spirit Stones to buy tier-entering talisman paper.

Sixty non-tier-entering Soul-Seizing Talismans were sold.

This allowed the purchase of thirty sheets of tier-entering talisman paper.

Although selling sixty Soul-Seizing Talismans took a bit more time, for Wen Jiu, as long as they sold, it was fine.

In this way, over the course of seven days, with a daily success of four talismans and around sixteen failures,

Wen Jiu successfully accumulated thirty-seven tier-entering Soul-Seizing Talismans. Unexpectedly, two of them were of excellent quality.

They could be considered superior.

They might even potentially harm a Second-Layer Qi Cultivation Cultivator.

If the opponent wasn’t in peak condition, perhaps it could even kill them.

But for Wen Jiu, they weren’t very useful, though they could fetch a good price.

Additionally,

The proficiency experience of the Soul-Seizing Talisman also upgraded once more.

Reaching the Great Success Realm.

[Soul-Seizing Talisman (Great Success 0/500)]

Just as Wen Jiu was planning to head to the Independent Practitioner Market at Baihua Mountain, Wang Nian suddenly visited.

He inquired if Wen Jiu would like to undertake a sect task together. With him around, they could definitely complete it smoothly.

Even a random sect task could earn a few Low-grade Spirit Stones at the very least.

Of course,

Wang Nian’s main purpose was to take Wen Jiu out for some experience.

After all, the edge of a sword is honed through sharpening.

Wen Jiu declined.

But he was very curious about what had occurred that made Wang Nian suddenly want to take on a task and leave the sect.

"In the last few days, two affiliated family forces have been wiped out. One of them didn’t have a single survivor, even those not at home were killed!" Wang Nian said with a heavy tone, then added, "So Feixian Peak issued numerous tasks, determined to find out the mastermind, and the rewards are very generous. Any task could equal what you earn from the Night Patrol Department in two or three months."

Wen Jiu’s expression changed, his thoughts not on the rewards, "Was it the remnants of the Blood Robe Tower again?"

"How did you know?" Wang Nian was puzzled.

Wasn’t Wen Jiu someone who barely stepped out of the main entrance?

Wen Jiu answered truthfully, "I heard some elder cultivators discussing it at the trading market when I was selling talismans."

Wang Nian understood, and continued, "Are you sure you don’t want to go together? With me around, I can definitely protect you."

"No, no."

Wen Jiu shook his head in refusal.

Suddenly, he felt it wasn’t the right moment to leave Feixian Peak, so he dismissed the notion of visiting the Independent Practitioner Market.

He decided to accumulate a bit more.

And then sell everything at once.

Anyway, with Three Rivers Ghost Concealment and Blood Corpse Escape, he wasn’t afraid of being targeted by Tribulation Cultivators.

Upon Wen Jiu’s second refusal, Wang Nian didn’t persist, pushing the door and leaving, leaving behind only these words, "If you don’t take this step today, you will still eventually face others in combat... Without battle experience, you’ll be weaker by three points before the fight even starts!"

...

On the third day after Wen Jiu refused Wang Nian and continued practicing peacefully at home, he suddenly sensed people entering the Corpse Remains Death Land.

And not a small number.

Because the Black Corpse detected the presence of many living humans.

Just as Wen Jiu was wondering, there was suddenly a thunderous explosion from the central area of the Corpse Remains Death Land.

Boom—

A purple-black fire lotus suddenly bloomed.

Dispersing the yin aura, sweeping away the night’s tranquility.

At this moment, Feixian Peak, which had quieted down in the deep night, abruptly awakened, with a large number of Night Patrol Department disciples taking action first.

Wen Jiu hurriedly found a treetop to look at the situation in the Corpse Remains Death Land. What met his eyes was the central area formation of the Corpse Remains Death Land being forcibly broken by a giant fire lotus, and the arriving Night Patrol Department disciples were also engulfed by the spreading fire lotus.

The scene was immensely grand.

Causing Wen Jiu’s heart to tighten.

Seeing this, Wen Jiu did not have time to think. He immediately summoned the Black Corpse from the ground and, using Blood Corpse Escape, returned to where he resided.

"It’s fortunate I had the foresight to leave Corpse Qi Marks all around Feixian Peak for handling unexpected changes."

Wen Jiu instantly stored valuable items into his storage bag and pushed the door open, taking the Black Corpse with him.

Upon opening the door,

he saw Wang Nian’s wife peeking out from inside with a worried expression.

Without thinking much, Wen Jiu quickly spoke, "Sister-in-law, let’s go, we’re too close to the Corpse Remains Death Land. We need to leave now."

Wang Nian treated him well, so in his absence, how could Wen Jiu leave his wife behind?

Upon hearing this, Wang Sao quickly nodded and exited,

In stark contrast to Wen Jiu, who even packed non-tier-entering talisman brushes.

In this way,

Wen Jiu kept leading Wang Sao hastily towards Feixian Peak.

Only when they reached the base of Feixian Peak did Wen Jiu feel relieved.

The next moment,

The surroundings of the Corpse Remains Death Land erupted with the sound of battle, with magic bursting continuously in the night.

Illuminating the night.

and attracting more disciples of Feixian Peak toward it.

Looking up and seeing this scene, Wen Jiu remained silent, simply watching.

As more and more Feixian Peak disciples arrived, the battle situation in the Corpse Remains Death Land grew increasingly intense, yet with the arrival of numerous stewards and supervisors, this sudden turmoil seemed to be nearing its end.

But at that moment, a loud bang sounded from the peak of Feixian Peak, followed by the sudden bloom of a huge purple-black giant lotus.

The commotion is even greater than the Land of Death.

"Damn it... Sister-in-law, let’s go!"

Wen Jiu’s expression turned serious, and he hurriedly set off.

Speeding away from Feixian Peak.

Just as they were about four or five miles away, Wen Jiu turned back to see two figures battling high above Feixian Peak.

Even from afar, he could feel the surging magical power, which was beyond the strength of early-stage Qi Refining Cultivators.

Qi Cultivation Fourth Layer?

Qi Cultivation Fifth Layer?

No.

Wen Jiu felt it might be Qi Cultivation Sixth Layer.

"No, we need to get farther away. When immortals fight, mortals suffer." Wen Jiu glanced at the panicked Wang Sao beside him.

Keep retreating!

Just as Wen Jiu moved back, talismans and magic spells collided continuously, but the battle in the sky seemed to be dominated by the black-robed cultivator with purple-black magical power. Moments later, he struck his opponent down into the forest below.

Following that, eerie laughter echoed across the sky.

Yet the black-robed cultivator did not pursue the advantage but instead suddenly transformed into a Startled Swan and flew toward the Land of Death.

A hundred breaths later.

The previously settling Land of Death erupted once again with a multitude of magic spells and talismans’ rumbling sounds.

It lasted for a short quarter before gradually fading away.

However, Wen Jiu still watched from afar, without moving.

A quarter.

Half an hour.

Until a full hour passed with no signs of activity, Wen Jiu finally headed home with Wang Sao.

"Sister-in-law, if anything happens, just call me." After sending Wang Sao back home, Wen Jiu quickly returned to his own place.

The Black Corpse stood guard at the door.

Cultivating throughout the night.

Planning to check the situation again after morning.

Honestly, he still hadn’t processed it; the sudden change at Feixian Peak in the dead of night happened quickly and ended swiftly.

What exactly happened?

...

The next morning.

Wen Jiu rushed to the Land of Death.

Upon arrival, he saw numerous corpses placed outside the Land of Death, among them were ordinary disciples from Feixian Peak.

There were also people from the Night Patrol Department and the Demon-slaying Department.

No less than a hundred.

In addition to that, there were two or three hundred black-robed cultivators who had launched a night raid on the Land of Death.

Since he was used to the Land of Death, if other newly initiated cultivators were to witness this scene, they’d probably lose sleep for several nights.

Knowing the cruelty of the Cultivation Realm is one thing; witnessing it firsthand is entirely another.

Liu Xiao looked Wen Jiu up and down when he arrived, saw that Wen Jiu was unharmed, and said nothing more.

After helping bury the corpses, Wen Jiu went to take a look at Feixian Peak, discovering that half of Feixian Peak was enveloped by an array.

Ordinary disciples weren’t allowed up the mountain at all.

Two days later, he found out that the peak master and the remnants of Blood Robe Tower had a fierce battle that night, resulting in the peak master’s serious injuries, and the corpse of Three Thousand Blood Inks had been stolen.

This was the reason why everyone at Feixian Peak seemed so downcast over the past two days, as though their pride had been mercilessly crushed underfoot.

But in Wen Jiu’s view.

Something was amiss.

Very amiss.

The corpse of Three Thousand Blood Inks had always been in his possession; when he buried the bodies, he secretly checked.

What exactly did the remnants of Blood Robe Tower steal?

Did they steal nothing?

And on this day, Wang Nian returned in a hurry.

After learning what transpired that night, Wang Nian sighed, "I knew I wasn’t wrong to trust you, kid!"

Wen Jiu nodded.

He declined Wang Nian’s invitation for drinks.

Because he felt the Blood Robe Tower affair was just beginning.

Sure enough.

Four days later, Feixian Peak’s peak master suddenly appeared on Feixian Peak, his aura no longer as strong as before, seemingly backing up the rumors of his grave injuries that night.

Along with his appearance, two massive flying ships also took off.

A command followed.

Feixian Peak.

Anyone above Qi Cultivation Second Layer.

All aboard the flying ships!

Depart at once for revenge against Blood Robe Tower remnants!

At that moment, Wen Jiu saw through many things clearly.

The corpse was a ruse.

The peak master’s injury might also be a ruse.

However.

Why did cultivators at Qi Cultivation Second Layer also have to go?

"Damn it, can’t escape this." Wen Jiu was very frustrated.

Can’t I just peacefully stay at the Land of Death?

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