Corpse Burier: I Can Nourish Corpse-Chapter 73 - 70: Blood Transformation Body Fourth Layer, The Great Battle Begins
Although killing a demon can earn quite a number of Spirit Stones, he was unwilling to earn them in this way, as it was most likely a situation where he would earn them at the cost of his life.
Those demons are usually comparable to cultivators at the Second Layer of Qi Cultivation. A bit stronger, and they are already at his level.
Not to mention those even stronger ones.
The demon he had encountered before had an aura comparable to Ji Qiubai, the Peak Master Ji. If he encountered such a demon, it would be a dead end.
"It seems there is indeed such a group. Celestial Left might be part of their organization’s name," Wen Jiu slowly spoke, taking out the token engraved with the words "Celestial Left" and examining it closely.
Wang Nian quickly leaned over to look, "Where did you get this from?"
"I picked it up at the Chen Clan Territory."
The token was obtained from Chen Feng’s storage bag. If he told the truth, wouldn’t he be exposing the fact he killed Chen Feng? Although it wasn’t a big deal, and exposure didn’t matter, Wen Jiu still preferred to keep it a secret.
Wang Nian took a look and fell into deep thought. After a while, he opened his mouth in surprise, "I remember. I heard someone from that group of Heterodox Demons mention the words Celestial Left Alliance."
"Celestial Left Alliance!"
Wen Jiu’s expression tightened, memorizing this name.
"Better to keep it. I’m sure the people at the main peak know about the existence of the Celestial Left Alliance, handing over this token wouldn’t gain us any merit, it’s better to hold onto it in case it comes in handy one day," Wang Nian returned the token to Wen Jiu.
Without saying much, Wen Jiu put it away but suddenly felt as if he had forgotten something.
He slapped his forehead and suddenly remembered, he had forgotten to inquire about Mu Canglong.
"What is it?"
Wang Nian was puzzled.
Wen Jiu quickly asked, "How is Steward Mu?"
Wang Nian laughed, "I thought something happened. Don’t worry, Steward Mu is a confidant of Elder Gong Chi. He has practiced the Town Technique of the Night Patrol Department, and he’s extraordinarily strong... Though once facing a life-and-death crisis, luckily, the people from the Inspection Hall suddenly came to aid, and he managed to escape danger."
"Brother Wang, you take a rest. I’ll go see Steward Mu." Wen Jiu responded.
Whether Mu Canglong was a spy, he didn’t know, but in light of the grace Mu Canglong showed by imparting skills, even if he was a spy, Wen Jiu must repay this kindness. However, based on the current situation, Mu Canglong was likely just a pawn of Elder Gong Chi.
Like the Elder of the Spiritual Agriculture Department.
He was a spy.
But his subordinates were all "loyal ministers."
After exchanging a few more words, Wen Jiu hurried to the Night Patrol Department, letting the Three Evil Corpses in the Corpse Nurturing Coffin closely monitor the movements of the Three Thousand Blood Ink Corpses.
Among the Three Thousand Blood Ink Corpses, he left a ghostly mark with no connection to himself through the Three Evil Corpses.
Very hidden.
It hasn’t been erased yet, indicating that not even the Inspectors of the Inspection Hall discovered it.
Currently, under the sensing of the Three Evil Corpses, the Three Thousand Blood Ink Corpses are still at the main peak, and have not been taken away.
...
Before long.
Wen Jiu arrived at the Night Patrol Department.
Originally, he didn’t want to come to the Night Patrol Department because he didn’t want to see Elder Gong Chi for the time being.
But he had no choice.
He owed too much to Steward Mu Canglong.
However, upon arriving at the Night Patrol Department, he learned that Mu Canglong was recovering at Liu Xiao’s place, so Wen Jiu headed over immediately.
Upon seeing Mu Canglong again, his aura, although not as fierce as before, was still very stable, clearly indicating he hadn’t suffered any severe injuries.
"Brother Mu."
Wen Jiu entered the room and saluted.
Upon seeing Wen Jiu, Mu Canglong’s solemn expression melted into a slight smile but quickly restored, "Hey, how did you suddenly become a disciple of Elder Gong?"
"Don’t worry, Brother Mu, following Elder Gong might make us stronger than main peak." Wen Jiu stuck to his usual response.
But Mu Canglong didn’t believe it, "Elder Gong is not a Heterodox Cultivator. How can he teach you? Moreover, going to the main peak isn’t just as simple as acknowledging a master. You’ve practiced the Yinzhou Corpse Nurturing Technique. If you want to live longer, your only path is going to the main peak. My father regretted countless times not staying at the main peak as a disciple but choosing to be an Elder at a side peak... Had he stayed at the main peak as a disciple, he absolutely wouldn’t have died while still in the Middle Stage of Qi Cultivation."
After speaking.
Mu Canglong was going to visit the Night Patrol Department.
He was determined to ask Elder Gong Chi to abandon the idea of taking a disciple, luckily, the master-disciple ceremony hadn’t been held, so everything could still be salvaged.
But just as he was about to leave, Wen Jiu raised his hand to stop him, using Divine Sense Communication, blending some truth with deceit, "Thank you for your kindness, Brother Mu, but sometimes life is beyond our control... Staying in the Night Patrol Department isn’t bad either. Maybe in the future, I could become a Steward or something."
These words.
Mu Canglong paused in his step.
He understood what Wen Jiu meant, left in a dilemma, having heard that Wen Jiu was willing to voluntarily become a disciple before.
At this moment, Liu Xiao also communicated, "Elder Gong initially asked us along with his sister Wen Ya."
The implication being a threat.
Mu Canglong was stunned.
Looking at Wen Jiu, then at Liu Xiao, the impression of Elder Gong in his mind completely changed at this moment.
He couldn’t understand why Elder Gong would force Wen Jiu to become his disciple, cutting off Wen Jiu’s path to the main peak.
Such suppression.
Such actions.
It was too much.
"Brother Mu, it’s alright. I just came to check in. Seeing you’re okay puts my mind at ease."
Wen Jiu clasped his hands, making a gesture to take his leave.
He needed to prepare for the things that would follow.
The so-called Celestial Left Alliance and Blood Robe Tower would probably be coming soon.
They could not possibly allow the Three Thousand Blood Ink Corpses to be taken to the main peak, or else all their previous schemes would have been in vain. So they would surely attempt to seize the Three Thousand Blood Ink Corpses before the people from the main peak arrived.
