Corpse Burier: I Can Nourish Corpse

Wen Jiu took out a Spirit Stone, Fang Qian’s smile was so radiant that his eyes almost shone like the Spirit Stone.

After accepting the Spirit Stone, Fang Qian wanted to pour Wen Jiu another drink, but noticed Wen Jiu hadn’t touched the cup in front of him. He reluctantly put the jug back, ”Fellow Daoist Han, are you aware of the far south of the Divine Fall Mountain Range?”

”Fellow Daoist Fang, speak plainly.” Wen Jiu didn’t want to respond to Fang Qian’s probing, whether it was a test or not.

I’ve already spent the Spirit Stone.

And you still want me to answer your question?

That’s too much.

Fang Qian laughed, ”You’re quite a straightforward person, alright, I won’t keep you guessing.

Actually, the place you’re seeking is in the far south, known as the Little Demon Realm. The world only knows the far south for producing refined young women who are as beautiful as celestial beings, but they don’t know that the place bordering the south is anything but ordinary — it is a Little Demon Realm.”

”Little Demon Realm?”

Upon hearing the words Demon Realm.

Wen Jiu felt it definitely wouldn’t be simple.

Fang Qian continued, ”The reason it’s called a Little Demon Realm is not because it’s a habitat for monsters or True Demons. In fact, it used to be part of the Divine Fall Mountain Range 300 years ago, but one day, True Demonic Qi, Yin Evil Qi, and various evil entities that could instantly kill ordinary Qi Refining Cultivators suddenly began to emerge from underground, shrouding five hundred miles of mountains and valleys, turning twenty to thirty thousand cultivators and nearly a million mortals into nothing but blood, without a single survivor.

The cultivators sent by Divine Extinction Thousand Peaks, those who wanted to explore, either died inside or were unheard of again, and no one has seen them since. From that point on, Divine Extinction Thousand Peaks referred to it as the Demon Realm.

As to why even Divine Extinction Thousand Peaks dares not extend their reach there, it’s not just a lack of ability but also a deliberate choice. Because they gradually found that although the Little Demon Realm is dangerous and cultivable, the cultivators contaminated by its evil energy, even at the Foundation Establishment stage, would gradually fall into madness.

That evil energy corrodes the internal organs in a hundred days, destroys the mind in a thousand days, the Yin Technique can’t resist, Five Elements Technique can’t dispel, even Golden Core Zhenren must exercise extreme caution, or else their Core will corrode, their methods become impure, and their Golden Core Cultivation wasted.

Despite this, there are still quite a few particularly sinister Evil Cultivators who like to practice in the Little Demon Realm. Although it’s evil and perilous, ultimately it’s an excellent land for cultivation, and losing one’s mind and turning mad is somewhat acceptable.

Life is hard, practice slow, even Foundation Establishment may only live for two or three hundred years, ordinary Heterodox Cultivators might as well forget about Longevity, Golden Core is out of reach, so turning into madness without a shred of kindness is preferable.

In this way, one might live a few extra years, even with a slim chance of coveting the Golden Core.”

Wen Jiu noticed the envy in Fang Qian’s words at the end, unsure if it’s genuine or false, but it made Wen Jiu resolve to keep his distance from him in the future, and never seek out Fang Qian without a reason.

Fang Qian seemed to notice Wen Jiu’s unusual gaze, he laughed awkwardly, ”I’ve gotten sidetracked, sidetracked, if fellow Daoist wants to go there, just head south from the far south, when the sight before you is all decayed woods and human bones, you are near the Little Demon Realm.

However, there’s one thing you need to be cautious about. Caves must be established outside, only for cultivation can one enter. This advice I won’t charge you a Spirit Stone for, after all, you and I will likely have many opportunities to cooperate in the future.”

”Cooperate?”

Wen Jiu was taken aback.

Where could I possibly cooperate with you?

Fang Qian smiled lightly, saying nothing more, only remarked, ”If fellow Daoist wants corpses nurtured in the future, I have plenty, as many as you need… and I can give a friendly price.”

”Fellow Daoist still does such business?”

Wen Jiu was not surprised, even among mortals, there are traffickers, why wouldn’t there be among Heterodox Cultivators?

Fang Qian laughed, ”Of course, after all, whether for Corpse Nourishing or Ghost Cultivation, there is demand in this respect. My reputation might be poor, but if friends have needs, I will try my utmost to satisfy them.

By the way, it’s best not to buy from others, in case troubles arise, there’s no one to cover them.”

Wen Jiu was speechless.

You do things like this, no wonder people say Heterodox Dao won’t meet a good end.

No wonder people instinctively fear a Corpse Nurturer three ways, turns out there’s a reason like this.

To this, Wen Jiu didn’t want to discuss further because deep down, he still couldn’t quite accept it, though not enough to feel great hatred.

Perhaps once he reaches Golden Core, encountering such people, he would kill them casually.

As for the reason.

Wen Jiu couldn’t quite say.

Hate traffickers?

He hasn’t been without using human blood to nurture corpses, hasn’t been without killing, hasn’t even been without absorbing the blood and Qi of deceased fellow disciples, so what qualification does he have to hate people like Fang Qian?

If by that time he truly acts to kill, perhaps the only reason would be — because he’s strong, and he wants to.

Collecting his thoughts, Wen Jiu asked, ”Do you have more detailed information, fellow Daoist?”

”Don’t joke, fellow Daoist, even Divine Extinction Thousand Peaks can’t reach there, how could I, a mere Foundation Establishment Cultivator, manage?”

Fang Qian saw Wen Jiu not following up on the previous line of conversation, guessing Wen Jiu surely has another supplier, and since he had already said everything he could, he lost the desire to continue unless Wen Jiu would further spend Spirit Stones.

”Do you have any other questions?”

Wen Jiu stood up and cupped his fists.

Four thousand Spirit Stones for one piece of information, he really can’t afford to ask.

Fortunately, there’s nothing further to ask.

”Fellow Daoist, then Han Mou shall take his leave.” Wen Jiu cupped his fists.