Corpse Burier: I Can Nourish Corpse

The wrist was still wrapped with a fierce-looking blue centipede, making the cultivator’s scalp tingle with fear, not daring to look directly.

The two had met once before, but weren’t even acquaintances. However, upon seeing Wen Jiu, the female evil cultivator suddenly smiled and initiated, ”It turns out Fellow Daoist came to Wind and Cloud Immortal City for the same purpose as I did, what a coincidence indeed.”

As the words fell.

Cultivators on the street hurriedly cleared a path, feeling uneasy even from twenty to thirty feet away from the female evil cultivator.

Wen Jiu nodded and then gestured politely, keeping his distance, ”After you, Fellow Daoist.”

The female evil cultivator seemed unwilling to go first, instead getting closer, with the posture of bumping into someone. After gently sniffing, the playful smile on her face diminished by thirty percent.

”Corpse Nurturer!”

”I insist, please go first.” The female evil cultivator restrained her smile, stepped back two paces, and gestured invitingly.

Wen Jiu was dumbfounded.

Is the reputation of Corpse Nurturers really so intimidating within the heterodox cultivator community?

But thinking about it, it’s understandable; compared with other heterodox cultivator practices, corpse nurturing requires an astounding amount of vital blood.

Normally, a Foundation Establishment Corpse Nurturer is bound to stand atop mountains of bodies and seas of blood; who wouldn’t be wary?

Wen Jiu didn’t stand on ceremony, unwilling to waste time here, and lightly knocked on the vermilion door’s copper ring, but just one knock brought an ominously faced old steward who promptly opened the door and respectfully invited them inside.

Wen Jiu noticed that although the old steward appeared human, he lacked a heartbeat, with an aura of death emanating from him.

Clearly.

He was a High-Level Human Puppet.

Though the exact production method of human puppets was unknown, there was information about them in the soul memories of Yin Yang Dust.

Namely, they must be crafted from living humans.

No wonder those Qi Cultivation Perfection cultivators dared not even knock on the door; it seems the rumors in Wind and Cloud Immortal City are indeed true.

After several hundred steps, passing through corridors and courtyards, they saw hardly anyone, almost entirely human puppets. Upon reaching the backyard, Wen Jiu and the female evil cultivator finally sensed a hint of living presence.

Certainly.

There was also an overwhelming scent of cosmetics, wine, and seductive laughter of women.

These sounds and smells accompanied by music and drums made it feel like entering a brothel instead of a Foundation Establishment cultivator’s mansion.

Just a few more steps forward past a rockery, and Fang Qian, being pampered by seven or eight young mistresses, was cheerfully singing operas until he stopped with a smile upon Wen Jiu’s arrival.

Wen Jiu glanced at Fang Qian, internally convinced that external appearances were indeed genuine, finding a sense of reassurance.

Fang Qian welcomed them with a smile, ”Two Fellow Daoists, your grand visit is an honor, forgive me for not greeting you earlier.”

Wen Jiu wasted little time, knowing his enthusiasm wasn’t directed at him but at the gift he brought, promptly taking out the pill box, ”Han Mou just arrived at Wind and Cloud Immortal City, the name of Fellow Daoist Fang resounds like thunder in my ears, so I brought a modest gift to visit.”

Fang Qian accepted the pill box joyfully and unceremoniously opened it in front of Wen Jiu.

After a careful look, there was no change in Fang Qian’s expression, still full of smiles.

Neither disappointment nor excitement.

The female evil cultivator hurriedly presented a gift, stating, ”I am Yue Yinrong of the Left Sect, offering a Tier One Top-Grade Yin Spirit Grass for a favor from Fellow Daoist Fang, with a hefty reward upon success.”

”Top-grade Yin Spirit Grass, Fellow Daoist Yue, truly generous.” Fang Qian’s eyes narrowed with a smile, quickly ushering the female evil cultivator inside with enthusiasm, leaving Wen Jiu aside.

Wen Jiu didn’t mind.

After all, the gift was indeed valuable.

A Tier One Top-Grade Yin Spirit Grass, though not as valuable as rare items like the Ghost-faced Butcher, it was uncommon, worth at least five to six thousand low-grade Spirit Stones for a single plant, with more rewards promised upon completion. In his place, he’d prioritize Yue Yinrong’s company too.

However, to Wen Jiu’s surprise, Yue Yinrong had no intention of entering, ”Fellow Daoist Fang, discussing here is fine, there’s nothing secretive about it.”

Unconcerned, Yue Yinrong didn’t care, and Fang Qian cared even less. ”Then Fellow Daoist Yue, please speak directly. If it can be done, I won’t refuse. But if it’s impossible, then you’ll have to return to where you came from.”

”Naturally.” Yue Yinrong nodded and immediately spoke, ”I discovered an Ancient Evil Cultivator’s Cave Mansion days ago, the scent of Evil Yin Spiritual Medicine was extraordinary, likely containing a large amount of Tier Two Yin Evil Spirit Medicine, but the path to the cave mansion is perilous, truly beyond my power alone, hence inviting Fellow Daoist to venture together.”

”This is a serious matter, requiring onsite investigation. Should Fang Mou be inadequate, I will certainly invite my elder brother to assist, ensuring Fellow Daoist Yue will not be left out.” Fang Qian’s eyes lit up with joy.

Listening to their conversation, Wen Jiu realized Yue Yinrong wasn’t concerned, wanting him to join as well.

The lure of Tier Two Yin Evil Spirit Medicine was undeniable, especially given his understanding of its price.

With any plant potentially worth nearly ten thousand Spirit Stones, even in today’s Treasure Pavilion visit, it was considered a priced but unavailable item. Moreover, according to the Pavilion Master’s reception, Tier Two Yin Evil Spirit Medicine throughout Wind and Cloud Immortal City was similarly so.

Because those heterodox cultivators possessing Tier Two Yin Evil Spirit Medicine wouldn’t sell it.

Selling is easy.

Buying is indeed difficult.

Sure enough.

The next moment, Yue Yinrong glanced at Wen Jiu, ”Would this Fellow Daoist like to join us too?”

”No, thanks.”

Wen Jiu flatly refused.

Even if there was no issue, with Tier Two Yin Evil Spirit Medicine truly inside, he had no desire to go.

Firstly, he couldn’t trust the two.

Secondly, his Three Evil Flying Corpses were only at Foundation Establishment; scheming with these seasoned evil cultivators was no different from a lost cause.

”Fellow Daoist, opportunities don’t come often. Had I not been powerless to enter the Ancient Cultivator’s Cave Mansion before, I wouldn’t have sought help. If Fellow Daoist doubts me, I’m willing to swear a blood oath.”

Yue Yinrong reiterated, evidently unwilling to miss the chance.

”No, I trust you, but I’m afraid I might not be able to resist.” Wen Jiu casually found an excuse to decline.

Upon hearing this, Yue Yinrong’s mouth twitched slightly, chuckling awkwardly, ”Fellow Daoist certainly speaks candidly.”

”And you’re quite bold.” Wen Jiu praised.

But hearing this, Fang Qian couldn’t help but chuckle, ”This Fellow Daoist Han, you’re indeed a fascinating person, I like you!”

Wen Jiu politely returned a smile.

Before long, after Yue Yinrong and Fang Qian discussed privately within a Sound Insulation Barrier, Yue Yinrong bid farewell and left.

Fang Qian sat down and poured Wen Jiu a cup of wine, ”Fellow Daoist Han, is there anything you need Fang Mou to help with?”

”I wish to inquire about forbidden places or lands of death, preferably those inhabited by Tier Two Demons or Demon Beasts.”

Upon hearing this, Fang Qian hesitated for a few moments, ”If you wish to ask about this, it might not suffice. Not that I’m deceiving you, but such information holds significant value to us heterodox cultivators. Divine Extinction Thousand Peaks even segregates these places with arrays, sealing them as sect secrets so we don’t become too powerful.”

”How much Spirit Stone is needed to inquire about this information?” Wen Jiu didn’t overly doubt Fang Qian’s words.

Since Divine Extinction Thousand Peaks would certainly do such things.

But is it necessarily true?

Wen Jiu isn’t quite sure.

But he doesn’t have other places or channels to ask, seeking others might be even more unreliable.

And Fang Qian’s reputation, though poor, can surely get things done. Otherwise, there wouldn’t be so many people bringing gifts at the door.

Fang Qian raised three fingers, ”Three thousand Spirit Stones are needed. If Fellow Daoist provides me three thousand Spirit Stones, I shall lead you on a clear path, but know that the Land of Death is extraordinary, occupied by many demons, even a True Demon, which Divine Extinction Thousand Peaks wouldn’t dare approach.”

”Three thousand it is.”

A message costing four thousand low-grade Spirit Stones.

Truly absurd.

But some expenses are necessary; otherwise, once the Ten Thousand Demon Abyss is emptied, his corpse nourishment progress will halt.

Moreover, if successful, he intends to nurture three Undying Bones, the resources required will be extraordinary indeed.