Chapter 401: Another Encounter with “Corpse Rebirth”
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Trantor: Cinder Trantions
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Song Wen''s thoughts raced, though his face betrayed no emotion.
He took the fragmented prescription handed to him by the attendant, his brows furrowing deeply.
"This form is quite peculiar. It doesn''t resemble a prescription meant for cultivators but rather seems like materials used in corpse refinement. As a pill refiner for over a century, I''ve nevere across such a strange recipe."
"I''m quite intrigued by this fragmented form. I''ll take it to study. If I find anything, your shop better not withhold my duepensation."
The attendant responded, "Rest assured, senior. Hundred Herbs Pavilion is owned by the Xing family. We wouldn''t risk our reputation for the sake of a few spiritual materials."
Song Wen nodded, stowing the fragment away as he left the shop.
Inwardly, he contemted.
The attendant mentioned that Hundred Herbs Pavilion is a Xing family property. The "Miss" he spoke of must be a member of the Xing family.
It seems someone in the Xing family is cultivating demonic techniques!
Not long after Song Wen left, the attendant turned to head toward the rear courtyard of Hundred Herbs Pavilion, knocking on the door of a chamber.
After receiving permission from inside, the attendant pushed the door open and entered the chamber.
Inside, corpse energy swirled heavily.
A woman with an iron-grayplexion and sharp fangs sat cross-legged in the chamber.
Her appearance bore an uncanny resemnce to Song Wen''s corpse-transformed state. "What is it?" the woman asked.
"Miss, a pill refiner just came to the shop and took a copy of a fragmented form." The woman''s shriveled face twitched slightly, and a murderous glint shed in her eyes. "In these past years, more than a thousand pill refiners have taken copies of that fragmented form, yet none have managed toplete it. For such a trivial matter, you dare disturb my cultivation? It seems I''ve been too lenient with you all."@@novelbin@@
The attendant had intended to curry favor with the Miss but ended up provoking her ire instead.
His knees gave out, and he knelt on the ground.
"This servant knows his mistake! Please forgive me, Miss."
As he spoke, he kowtowed repeatedly.
Bang, bang, bang...
The force of his kowtows produced loud thuds as his forehead struck the hard ground.
His forehead soon split open, and crimson blood began to flow.
The Miss''s eyes lit up with excitement at the sight of his blood.
It was the kind of unrestrained hunger that a starving person feels upon seeing food.
In a sh, she was before him.
One hand gripped the attendant''s head, the other pressed firmly on his shoulder.
Her mouth opened, revealing sharp fangs.
"Miss, no..."
Before the terrified attendant could finish his plea, the fangs pierced the flesh of his neck.
A swallowing sound followed.
The attendant''s body gradually went limp. His flesh withered, and his blood was entirely drained.
The Miss pushed his corpse aside, the frenzy in her eyes slowly subsiding.
Her corpse-transformed state faded, and she regained her human appearance.
She was tall and graceful, exuding both elegance and strength. She was like a willow, flexible yet unyielding, and akin to a pine, resilient and steadfast.
The ck fittedbat attire clung tightly to her body, entuating her wless figure.
Her face was delicate, with brows like painted ink and eyes resembling autumn waters.
If not for the blood staining her lips, one would undoubtedly praise her as a striking and valiant beauty.
Yet her eyes carried a deep worry.
"The demonic techniques from Wu Ji Ind indeed allow for rapid cultivation and great power, but the drawbacks are far too severe."
"The Yin Shuo Elder who passed me this technique imed that after forming the Golden Core, the signs of corpse transformation could be controlled. But with my current state, how can I survive the Heart Tribtion and condense a Golden Core?"
"I shouldn''t have practiced this demonic technique behind the sect''s back, back then."
Regret surfaced on her face as she reflected.
"Hmph! The Yin Shuo Elder''s technique must be wed. Otherwise, how could Wu Ji Ind have so many Golden Core-level corpse refiners despite the severe drawbacks of The Corpse King''s Blood Refinement Technique?"
"He also imed that the Corpse Curse Water could cure the symptoms of corpse transformation. That was likely a lie. He was just using me to help himplete the prescription for the Corpse Curse Water."
Her expression gradually twisted in anger and frustration.
"No, I have to seek the sect master''s help and demand that the Yin Shuo Elder hand over theplete technique. Otherwise, I will eventually lose my mind andpletely turn into a mindless corpse."
She stood up, left the secret chamber, and soared into the sky, heading toward Fang City.
Meanwhile, Song Wen had browsed every shop and street stall in the ck Market, including those set up by rogue cultivators. Unfortunately, he couldn''t find the spiritual herbs he
needed.
However, at one stall, he found some monster blood and souls sold at an exceptionally low price, so he casually bought them.
After taking the jade bottle containing the souls, Song Wen noticed something peculiar. The soul bottle had been tampered with, bearing a faint spiritual imprint.
Without raising rm, Song Wen continued wandering the ck Market for over two more
hours before finally leaving.
Instead of flying, he traversed through the dense forest.
Thirty miles ahead of him, a Sacred Gu, the size of an egg, flew leisurely, carrying a soul bottle
in its mouth.
On the path from the ck Market to Fang City, three Foundation Establishment cultivators -two men and one woman-hid atop a dense treetop.
The female cultivator, who was at the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment, was the one who sold Song Wen the monster blood and souls.
The two male cultivators were at the peak andte stages of Foundation Establishment,
respectively.
Their auras were expertly concealed, with no leaks.
"Are you sure this guy is a fat sheep?" the peak-stage male cultivator asked.
The woman replied, "Big Brother, this man bought monster blood and souls worth over ten thousand spirit stones in a single purchase without blinking an eye. Such generosity must
mean he''s incredibly wealthy."
The big brother hesitated, his expression uncertain.
"Spending so freely... Could he be a disciple of the Xing family or another major power?"
The other male cultivator said, "I''ve been watching him for a while. He''s visited almost every shop and stall in the ck Market, clearly an unfamiliar rogue cultivator in Fang City without any guide. He''s definitely not from the Xing family. As for whether he belongs to another major power, that''s harder to say."
"Big Brother, we''ve robbed people plenty of times. Why are you hesitating so much this time?" the woman asked.
The big brother replied, "Recently, the Xing family seems to be nning something big, and many disciples from other major powers havee to Fang City. If this man is an elite disciple of one of those powers, there''s a high chance his elders have left a soul imprint on him. If we kill him rashly, the soul imprint will transfer to us."
"What kind of elite disciple from a major power wouldck monster blood and souls? This man is most likely a rogue cultivator or an insignificant member of a major power," the
woman argued.
"You have a point. Let''s kill him."
The big brother''s hesitation disappeared, reced by a cold killing intent.
Before long, his eyes narrowed.
"He''sing." Using the spiritual imprint on the soul bottle, he sensed the target approaching. The distance
between them had shrunk to less than four miles.
(End of the Chapter)
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