Supreme Alchemist-Chapter 2447 - 2437: The People Within Corpse Mountain

Long Yan reached out and tugged the ladder twice; it was fairly solid, but a foul stench kept wafting up from below. This made Long Yan suspicious that the monks had perhaps built the latrine Underground. Of course, even though Long Yan grumbled, he still had to go down. Long Yan carefully descended the ladder step by step.

The ladder wasn’t very long, and in just a short while, Long Yan felt his feet touch solid ground. The area below was exceptionally damp, with water droplets constantly falling. Long Yan carefully protected the Torch in his hand, ensuring that no water dripped onto it.

Long Yan wasn’t sure how much time had passed. He hoped that the Seal crafted by the Old Madman would last just seven days; otherwise, Long Yan feared he wouldn’t even know how he died.

But for now, Long Yan had to keep moving forward. Long Yan seemed to faintly hear the sound of flowing river water. The terrain here was a bit low, so Long Yan had to stoop to barely walk through it. Finally, the terrain ahead opened up, allowing Long Yan to stand straight. However, the Front scene was beyond his wildest dreams.

The corpses outside were already numerous, but those numbered only a few dozen at most. Inside, it was practically a Sea of Corpses, with bodies dressed in all sorts of clothes, though Monk’s Robes were the most common. It seemed that all the monks’ Skeletons were here.

Among them, Long Yan also found the Wooden Cabinet from his previous exploration, although the Hand note inside had somehow gone missing.

Long Yan didn’t worry too much about it. That Hand note was indeed quite old; if he tried to forcefully uncover the blood-covered content below, it might be completely destroyed. freёnovelkiss.com

Not far away, an Underground River was slowly flowing, almost getting blocked by the scattered corpses inside. The flow of the Underground River must have carried away quite a few bodies, but there were so many that it hardly made a difference.

Long Yan cautiously walked among the Corpse Mountain, but most of the items inside were useless. Due to the damp air, many had become damp and broken. So far, Long Yan hadn’t found a single thing to identify himself.

"Hmm?"

While Long Yan was searching, a glinting object caught his eye—a small Token, about half a palm in size, with the words Human Level Mercenary: Li Dasan written on it.

This seemed to be a mercenary’s Token. Long Yan looked at the corpse’s Armor, resembling that of an expeditionary soldier. It appeared this person must have been a mercenary. This made Long Yan involuntarily associate it with the Mercenary Town he’d previously encountered. It seemed there wasn’t a Minority of mercenaries Inside the Temple.

It didn’t take long for Long Yan to find dozens of similar tokens, ranging from Human Level to Earth-level, though none were Heavenly Level.

It’s important to know that mercenaries are divided into three levels: Heaven, Earth, and Human. The stronger the mercenary, the higher the Level. After reaching Heavenly Level, mercenaries no longer seemed to have levels, but generally, those with such strength wouldn’t be working as mercenaries for money anymore.

After all, most mercenaries live a life risking their lives for just a little money.

Long Yan collected all these tokens, seemingly to pass on the news for the missing mercenaries. Typically, taking these mercenary tokens to certain places could earn a considerable reward. Of course, Long Yan didn’t need that little bit of money; he just felt that it was a bit pitiful for these people to die endlessly in this monastery.

If Long Yan could get out, he could also bring the news of their deaths back to the Small Town. But how did so many mercenaries enter this monastery?

Long Yan was quite curious about this, but when he later arrived at Mercenary Town, all these questions were solved. Of course, that’s a story for later, but for now, let’s not mention it.

However, just as Long Yan was collecting these little tokens, a human-like Shadow appeared behind Long Yan, raising a Long Knife gleaming with cold light toward the treasure-hunting Long Yan.

"Who’s there?"

Even though Long Yan was currently Sealed in terms of strength, he sensed something was off behind him. With his right hand holding the Magic Gun, he swept it horizontally. With a clang, the sound of metal clashing erupted, causing the anthropomorphic Shadow to retreat two steps before it once again sliced toward Long Yan with the Long Knife.

"Hmph!"

Since he could touch something physical, it meant this Shadow was a person, not a ghost or anything of the sort.

With a cold snort, Long Yan took a flying kick at the Shadow’s chest, the Torch in his hand flickering slightly. The Shadow was sent flying by Long Yan’s formidable Power, landing in the Corpse Mountain, its fate unknown.

"Ahhhhh!!!!"

A terrified voice echoed from within the Corpse Mountain as a man looking like a mercenary, sniffling and tear-streaked, scrambled out. Long Yan watched the man and sighed helplessly.

"So why did you attack me?"

Seeing clearly that Long Yan was alive, the mercenary answered with a choking voice.

"I... I... I mistook you for that monk."

Looking at the mercenary before him, it was evident that he had been frightened senseless, his pupils wide and dilated, his eyes devoid of light—it seemed his Three Souls and Seven Spirits had almost been scared away.

In reality, speaking within this Corpse Mountain wasn’t pleasant; perhaps due to the passage of time, the corpses inside reeked of decay. Moreover, unable to find any clues, Long Yan could only take the mercenary back up with him.

Long Yan grabbed the ladder with one hand, while pressing a spot on the Wall with the other, opening the Hidden Door. This was what Long Yan discovered when he came down earlier—it seemed that the Hidden Door would close as soon as someone entered.

"Big Brother, don’t go up; that monk is terrifying."

Seeing Long Yan about to open the Hidden Door, the mercenary remembered something and grabbed Long Yan’s clothes with a pitiful expression.

"It’s okay, I’ve already dealt with it."

Of course, Long Yan knew he meant the Little Monk with bone cudgel-like legs, but he casually reassured the mercenary and took the lead in pushing open the Hidden Door to exit.

Placing the Torch into a Wall recess, Long Yan fetched the food he’d prepared earlier. Watching the mercenary devour it ravenously, it was clear he hadn’t eaten for days.

"Why were you in there?"

Seeing the mercenary was full, Long Yan urgently asked. He knew the mercenary had some Cultivation Base; at the very least, he was a cultivator with True God Strength. However, in the Demon Beast Mountain Range, True God Strength mostly meant one was sent to die, so why he would venture to the middle of the Demon Beast Mountain Range was a mystery.

"Actually, my name is Li Mu, and I’m a mercenary from Mercenary Town."

With a more relaxed spirit, Li Mu talked to Long Yan about why he was there. His Cultivation Base was merely at True God Fifth Stage, and he usually hunted lower-level demon beasts alone on the outskirts of the Demon Beast Forest to earn some money.

Mercenaries do sometimes form teams, and while Li Mu rarely teamed up with others, he wasn’t averse to it. He hadn’t expected that joining a random team would bring him to such a terrifying place.

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