Corpse Burier: I Can Nourish Corpse-Chapter 97 - 77: Arrival at the Main Peak, Heading to the All-Knowing Tower
At this moment, when everyone looked again at the mountain top and the foot of the mountain, their gazes became completely different.
That feeling was like ordinary Side Peak Disciples looking up to Side Peak Elders, full of awe and yearning.
Perhaps at this moment, a seed had already been planted in their hearts, a seed that would drive them to cultivate desperately in the future. However, Wen Jiu felt no ripples in his heart, because the Magical Artifacts rewarded by Deadman Peak were dispensable to him.
Spiritual Qi was not the best thing for his cultivation either.
Corpse energy, blood energy, and death energy, these types of Yin Evil Qi in Qi Refining Cultivators’ eyes, were.
He was now more interested in the valley filled with blood energy he had seen earlier.
If he was not mistaken, it was right behind Deadman Peak.
"I need to find a chance to take a look." Wen Jiu collected his thoughts and then moved into his new home under Feng Xuan’s direction.
The Good House was not spacious.
At most, it could only accommodate one person.
But surprisingly, the Good House came with equipped Arrays, a Sound Insulation Array, a Spirit Gathering Array, and a set of Defense Arrays, all of them Tier One Lower Grade, of top-notch quality. Altogether, they would cost two to three hundred Low-grade Spirit Stones.
"As expected of the main peak, so generous indeed." Wen Jiu couldn’t help but sigh.
This Spirit Gathering Array alone, which gathered Spiritual Qi and increased cultivation speed, would cost at least one hundred Low-grade Spirit Stones. When he was at the Side Peak, even the Stewards at Qi Cultivation Fourth Layer wouldn’t necessarily be willing to spend so many Spirit Stones to set it up.
But there was another reason, and that was that the Side Peak did not have abundant Spiritual Qi, so even if a Spirit Gathering Array was set up, the effect would not be very high.
Not long after.
Feng Xuan left.
What followed was free activity and rest time for them.
After seven days, the main peak examination would begin, and by then all Department Elders would be present. Whether they would continue to live in the Good House at the foot of the mountain for twenty or thirty years or move up depended on the examination in seven days.
Moreover, if they could catch the attention of each Department’s Dharma Eye and become Disciples within the Twelve Departments, they would receive better treatment compared to ordinary Disciples. For example, the Spiritual Agriculture Department provided thirty jins of low-grade Spirit Rice per month for free.
One jin costs one Low-grade Spirit Stone.
Thirty jins would be thirty Low-grade Spirit Stones.
For Apprentice Disciples and ordinary Disciples from Feixian Peak, this treatment was undoubtedly something they didn’t even dare to dream of.
After Feng Xuan left, everyone couldn’t wait to return to their rooms to make a final effort, trying every possible way to improve themselves.
Wen Jiu, however, directly left his residence, intending to inquire about the location of the All-Knowing Tower, as he wanted to buy some information. It was also at this time that Wen Jiu deeply felt the Main Peak Disciples’ dislike for Heterodox Cultivators.
Wen Jiu stopped two people in succession, and even though they saw that Wen Jiu was at Qi Cultivation Third Layer, when they sensed the corpse energy on him, without exception, they walked away indifferently. Luckily, while some disliked the Heterodox Dao, there were others who were neutral.
After asking about the path to the All-Knowing Tower, Wen Jiu started walking uphill, and as he passed through a corridor and buildings, he saw the All-Knowing Tower situated on a cliff on Deadman Peak.
The tower was ten stories tall, very large, and there was a steady stream of disciples coming and going; a casual glance revealed Qi Cultivation Third Layer and Fourth Layer individuals. Though, thankfully, Qi Cultivation Fifth and Sixth Layers were not everywhere to be seen.
Upon entering the All-Knowing Tower, a female disciple from the tower quickly greeted him, "Fellow Daoist, buying or selling?"
"Selling?"
Wen Jiu was somewhat surprised. Could it be that the All-Knowing Tower allows the selling of information?
The female disciple at Qi Cultivation Third Layer from the All-Knowing Tower nodded and said, "Junior Brother, it seems you are new to Deadman Peak. Our All-Knowing Tower not only allows you to buy information, but also to sell it. As long as the information you provide can pass through our All-Knowing Tower’s Truth Mirror inspection, you can exchange it for Spirit Stones. The more uncommon the information, the higher its value."
"It can be like this."
Wen Jiu suddenly realized how precious a treasure the memories devoured by the Three Evil Corpses were.
The soul memories of Mu Yuanlong and the others contained quite a bit of information about the Celestial Left Alliance, including locations of various hidden posts within the alliance.
However, Wen Jiu was not overwhelmed by the sudden happiness, for saying too much could cause unnecessary trouble.
But he could come to sell once every one or two months.
This should not cause any trouble.
"I want to buy information." Since he could buy answers to questions, Wen Jiu was too lazy to ask others, avoiding more encounters with Disciples prejudiced against Heterodox Cultivators and sparing himself from contempt.
The female disciple then gestured for him to proceed, and then she took out a Jade Slip, gave it a look, and led Wen Jiu inside, stopping in front of a small room protected by a Sound Insulation Array.
"Junior Brother can enter and write any questions you want to know on the paper inside. The answers you seek will drop down shortly."
After speaking, the female disciple left at ease on foot.
Wen Jiu pushed the door open, surveyed the small hut which was only the size of a palm, then picked up the pen and paper on the table and wrote down what he wanted to ask.
After three breaths.
Sure enough, a note fell from the bamboo tube beside him, yet it was not the answer, but the price of the answer.
Three Low-grade Spirit Stones.
It wasn’t too expensive.
Following this, a square opening appeared in the wall in front of the desk, from which Wen Jiu took out three Low-grade Spirit Stones and placed them inside.
As soon as the square hole closed, a note fell from the bamboo tube, recording what Wen Jiu wanted to know.
The valley behind Deadman Peak was called the Ten Thousand Demon Abyss, a place sealed by the Upper Sect for specific peculiar monsters, and it had been that way for eight hundred years. The appearance of Deadman Peak was, to some extent, also because of it.
Because someone needed to oversee it.
To guard against factions like the Celestial Left Alliance and their reckless actions.
However, after eight hundred years, a lot of those once-immortal monsters should have died off one by one by now.
