Corpse Burier: I Can Nourish Corpse

Chapter 440: Chapter 228: Loose Cultivator Assault, Tier Three Soul-devouring Gu

As soon as the Tier Three Array was activated, the attention of all the loose cultivators in the Little Demon Realm was drawn to the central area of the Little Demon Realm. But Wen Jiu’s gaze was not on that; instead, he looked toward the Independent Practitioner Market outside the Little Demon Realm.

In a tavern within the market, a young cultivator with the appearance of a pale, noble gentleman in blue robes, rose slowly, his aura gradually rising from Qi Cultivation Perfection to the Early Stage of Foundation Establishment, then to the Middle Stage... reaching the Fake Pill Realm.

Fake Pill Zhenren!

Although it was unclear who this person was, judging by divine perception, his aura was no less inferior than that of the Fake Pill Zhenren who once pursued him in the Ten Thousand Beasts City.

As expected, it was because of him that the Tier Three Yin Array in the Little Demon Realm was activated. And as Wen Jiu had anticipated, the moment the Tier Three Array activated, the Fake Pill Zhenren, who appeared like a noble gentleman in blue robes, shook his head rather helplessly.

”As expected of the top Independent Practitioner Immortal City in the Divine Fall Mountain Range, I have already taken a Tier Two Top-Grade Concealment Yin Pill, yet you still detected me.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a hunched old man also slowly stepped out from the Little Demon Realm, his aged face full of vigilant intent, ”It’s astounding that the renowned loose cultivator Hong Kui and the number one Fake Pill Wanderer of Celestial Demon Sea, Sikong Pei, are appearing in a small area like our Little Demon Realm at the same time.”

The old man was like a sharp sword on a bowstring, ready to be released at any moment, while Sikong Pei lightly shook his feathered fan, remaining very calm, seemingly even in the mood to sip a cup of wine, ”The Little Demon Realm welcomes loose cultivators, so naturally I, Pei Mou, wanted to come and have a look.”

”Is it simply a visit, or do you have other intentions?” The hunchbacked old man’s words made the cultivators of the Little Demon Realm tense.

They quickly retreated, not daring to get close to the two men. A Fake Pill Cultivator, whether in the Divine Fall Mountain Range or the Celestial Demon Sea, is among the top echelon. Though their strength may not match that of true Golden Core cultivators, they are on a different level or rather in a completely different realm compared to Foundation Establishment cultivators.

So, regardless of who it was, no matter how sophisticated their cave outside the cave might be, upon hearing these words, they would hastily retreat.

Wen Jiu did the same.

Because if any action were taken by the Fake Pill Cultivator, half of the Little Demon Realm could turn into a battlefield.

The defense Yin Array of the Enchanting Forest could not withstand it. Mu Chang’an, Wen Ya, his sister, and others would not survive if caught in it. However, Wen Jiu did not retreat too far, stopping after retreating a hundred miles to continue watching from afar.

Seeing one after another, these figures could be considered ancestors on Deadman Peak; retreat in fear made Wen Ya and Mu Changan’s hearts churn with a storm of trepidation. Yet, upon seeing Wen Jiu’s calm expression, their hearts naturally settled. For some reason, as long as Wen Jiu wasn’t afraid, they felt at ease.

It was at this moment that the couple, Chen Li, saw Wen Jiu and hurried over, nodding in greeting before joining him in peering a hundred miles away. When Wen Jiu glanced sideways, he could just see the worry deeply buried in the couple’s eyes.

It was evident.

The Chen Li couple also understood that, after tonight, the days of the Little Demon Realm would likely be far from peaceful.

Retracting his gaze, Wen Jiu heard that Fake Pill Wanderer Sikong Pei raise his hand to greet and then ask, ”Naturally, I have no hidden intentions, and I am not in league with the likes of Hong Kui. In what way could he, with his identity, conspire with Pei Mou?”

”Conspire about what?”

The hunchbacked old man questioned, his heart filled with utmost vigilance.

Sikong Pei chuckled, ”Coming to the Little Demon Realm, naturally, to seek a place of cultivation, a place of comfort. In the world of cultivation, regardless of being orthodox or heterodox, anyone who can find a haven, who would wish to remain a loose cultivator with no support? So today, I’m here just to see the Little Demon Realm, to see if it suits Pei Mou’s cultivation.”

”There is no place in the Little Demon Realm suitable for a Fake Pill Zhenren to cultivate. Please leave and find another place,” the hunchbacked old man decisively refused, a Tier Two Top-Grade Spiritual Artifact already stealthily in hand.

Who was Sikong Pei?

The infamous Fake Pill Wanderer of Celestial Demon Sea, notably sinister and ruthless, with the word cunning as if engraved in his bones. Even the Wusheng Three Gates harbored some caution against him.

Does he want to cultivate in the Little Demon Realm?

Even if Master Pei personally invited him, it would be impossible.

Sikong Pei, however, did not get angry but instead laughed, ”It seems you have some animosity against me, but Pei Mou respects Master Pei and will overlook it. However, if I were to just leave like this, I’m afraid it would be a subject of ridicule among fellow cultivators.”

”What do you intend to do?”

The hunchbacked old man’s expression tensed.

Sikong Pei began to laugh, increasingly sharp and ferocious, ”Three moves. If you can hold your ground within three moves, Pei Mou will turn around and leave... However, if you fall behind, I will also leave.”

Upon hearing this, Chen Li’s wife, Wang Xin, curiously opened her mouth, ”Since you’re both going to leave, why go through this extra effort?”

Chen Li shook his head.

Not knowing the implication behind these words.

But Wen Jiu understood, because he knew what Master Pei was doing in the Little Demon Realm.

A Fake Pill Wanderer, who had been living freely, suddenly coming here to stir up trouble—who would believe it wasn’t to probe or investigate? Losing and leaving means genuinely leaving; but winning and leaving is merely to test Pei Wuxing.

”Perhaps this person never intended to enter the Little Demon Realm in the first place.” Seeing Chen Li and his wife confused, Wen Jiu casually explained.

Chen Li and his wife were still somewhat puzzled, but Wen Jiu didn’t continue explaining. His gaze fell on Lin Jianxia, who had arrived upon hearing the commotion, and immediately inquired through a voice transmission about the identity of this hunchbacked old man.

Upon hearing Wen Jiu’s voice transmission, Lin Jianxia was genuinely delighted and quickly responded, ”Brother Li, this is a down-and-out loose cultivator that the master took in more than thirty years ago, reportedly from the Floating Hundred Domains beyond the Divine Fall Mountain Range and Celestial Demon Sea.