noffsinger Chapter 18 The Corpse Refining Sect's Upheaval, Junior Brother and Corpse Puppet
Chapter 18 The Corpse Refining Sect's Upheaval, Junior Brother and Corpse Puppet
Night fell.
Corpse Refining Sect.
Main peak.
The precipitous main peak, shrouded in black mist and malevolent aura, appears and disappears intermittently.
Passing through the thick fog and malevolent aura, one can see red-glowing holes on the cliff face. Low roars emanate from these holes, their sounds intertwining and echoing throughout the entire area around the main peak.
Passing through these cave entrances, extending for hundreds of feet, one reaches the heart of the main peak.
It is a cave covering more than ten acres, and the black mist of corpses and evil spirits inside is extremely dense.
"Senior Brother Qian, why don't we agree to the Zhan family's conditions?"
"That old ghost Zhao from the Black Sheep Sect is eyeing our Corpse Refining Sect's spirit stone mine. If it weren't for the help of the Zhan Clan, once you, Uncle Master, pass away, our Corpse Refining Sect would definitely not be able to protect our spirit stone mine."
At this moment, in the open space in the center of the evil fog.
A slender, middle-aged man named Zou Guanqi, dressed in a black robe, spoke with concern in his dark green eyes.
"shit!"
"That damned Zhan Tianci not only wants fifty high-grade corpse puppets from our Corpse Refining Sect, but also the three-year selection qualification for children with spiritual roots in Baifeng City, which is controlled by our Corpse Refining Sect."
"Unless I die, Zhan Tianci will never be able to lay a finger on Baifeng City."
"That is the foundation of our Corpse Refining Sect. How many miscellaneous disciples does White Phoenix City and the towns below bring to our Corpse Refining Sect every year? Among them are quite a few with three or even two spiritual roots."
"The Zhan family's ambitions are definitely not limited to this."
"Don't mention this matter again!"
Qian Suxing, the most senior Foundation Establishment cultivator in the Corpse Refining Sect, was wearing a loose purple robe, and wisps of death energy were already swirling around his body.
On its shoulder was a dark green skull, its mouth open, constantly devouring the surrounding corpse energy.
"But senior brother, the Black Sheep Sect has been causing trouble on the borders of our Corpse Refining Sect many times, and there have been frictions between us. Some disciples in our sect have even lost their lives because of this."
"If this continues, it will lead to a larger conflict."
"What should we do?"
Zou Guanqi said with a headache.
"Don't be afraid. That old ghost Zhao is just testing us. How dare he really declare war on our Corpse Refining Sect? As long as I am here, that old guy will never dare to have any ideas about our Corpse Refining Sect."
"Now, our Corpse Refining Sect should increase the number of corpse puppets, just in case you're suppressed by the Black Sheep Sect after I pass away!"
"Aren't there still many demon cultivators in Wushan, west of the Black Fiend River?"
"After so many years of letting them roam freely, there are quite a few demon cultivators at the late stage of Qi Refining or above. It's time to harvest them."
"With such a batch of high-quality demon puppets, we can gain an advantage in dealing with the Black Sheep Sect."
A sharp glint flashed in Qian Suxing's slightly cloudy eyes as he spoke.
"Senior brother, will that old ape in the early Foundation Establishment stage inside Wushan just watch us recklessly slaughter those demon cultivators?"
There was a hint of worry in Zou Guanqi's eyes.
"If you're a coward, you're just waiting to die. Don't go."
"After that old devil Zhao cuts off your head, then you can think about that old ape in Wushan!"
After listening to what Zou Guanqi said, Qian Suxing glanced at his junior brother, who was hesitant and dared not take any action, and said sarcastically.
"Let's get it done now."
"Summon one hundred disciples from the three peaks who are at or above the mid-stage of Qi Refining, and then select five capable disciples who are at the peak of Qi Refining."
"Let them come out of the mountains and attack the many demon cultivators west of the Black Fiend River."
"At the same time, we will dispatch another group of disciples to guard the spirit stone mines in the northeast, to prevent the Black Sheep Sect from getting wind of our plans and attacking us."
Qian Suxing sighed inwardly. Ever since his junior brother was found to have dual spiritual roots, he had been cultivating diligently and had hardly experienced any training. Therefore, after he was lucky enough to reach the Foundation Establishment stage, he was afraid of this and that, which made him very disappointed.
"Yes, senior brother, I'll take care of it right away!"
Upon seeing that Senior Brother Qian was somewhat angry, Zou Guanqi hurriedly clasped his hands in greeting and then turned and left the evil cave.
After that cowardly junior brother Zou left.
Qian Suxing raised his hand and took out a corpse puppet from the corpse bag. The puppet was no bigger than a six or seven-year-old child. Its body was covered with blue scales, it had a pair of bull horns on its head, and a long blue-scaled monkey tail on its back. Its pair of scarlet eyes looked at Qian Suxing with a hint of fear.
This is Qian Suxing's natal corpse puppet, Qinglin, which he cultivated for over a hundred years to advance to the second-tier lower level.
However, this second-tier corpse puppet was forcibly upgraded using a special secret technique. Although it is a second-tier corpse puppet, its combat methods are limited, making it one of the weakest in the early stages of Foundation Establishment.
"Ahem!"
"Go and wait at the door of that old ape in Wushan. If he comes out, try to intercept him and tell him that we will not harm his monkeys this time. If he insists on fighting to the death, then I don't mind going to fight him to the death."
Qian Suxing coughed twice and spoke to his natal corpse puppet.
"Owner?"
"I?"
"Should I go and deal with that Foundation Establishment stage old ape?"
Qing Lin was stunned, pointed at himself with some doubt. How could he possibly defeat that old ape who had advanced to the Foundation Establishment stage for over a hundred years? Wasn't he just asking to be sent to his doom?
Bang!
At this moment, Qian Suxing's anger was completely ignited. It was one thing for his junior brother to be cowardly, but even his natal corpse puppet was so timid and hesitant. The Corpse Refining Sect was doomed.
The next moment, a ball of green corpse fire ignited in Qian Suxing's right hand, the green light illuminating all directions, and the terrifying high temperature distorted the area around the fireball.
"Master, I'm going right now!!"
"Qinglin will definitely keep that old ape at bay at the door and fight to the death!!"
Upon seeing the ball of corpse-fiend fire, Qinglin's eyes were filled with fear. He hurriedly agreed, swirled up a cloud of fiendish mist, and flew out of the cave.
After sensing that his natal corpse puppet had flown far away, Qian Suxing couldn't help but cough. He then took out two blood-red pills from his storage bag and swallowed them.
After more than ten breaths.
A little color returned to Qian Suxing's pale face.
Immediately, a strong killing intent flashed in Qian Suxing's eyes. The Black Sheep Sect and Wushan Sect were both adjacent to the Corpse Refining Sect, but Qian Suxing knew very well that the biggest threat was still the Black Sheep Sect.
Knowing they were about to die, the two Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Black Sheep Sect, one old and one young, turned into two turtles, hiding in the sect's great formation and refusing to come out.
However, Qian Suxing had his own plan to send them into battle. Before he died, he was determined to take a Foundation Establishment cultivator from the Black Sheep Sect with him, otherwise the Corpse Refining Sect would inevitably be suppressed in the future and its power would be continuously compressed.
If the sect loses the spirit stone mine and the mortal territories of White Phoenix City, and without the subsequent Foundation Establishment cultivators to advance, the Corpse Refining Sect will lose its lineage.
The thought of kneeling before his master and swearing to ensure the continuation of the Corpse Refining Sect's lineage filled Qian Suxing with a sense of powerlessness.
...
...
under night.
Fox Hill.
After the heavy snow blocked the mountain pass.
Following Grandma White Fox's orders, the foxes on Fox Mountain all stayed obediently in the mountains, and at this time, no foxes went out.
At this moment, inside the cave under the big locust tree on the mountaintop.
"not good!"
"Something terrible has happened!"
Hu Sanniang, who was communicating with Lan Lingyu inside the cave, suddenly changed her expression.