Corpse Recovery Diver-Chapter 1148 - 208: 6

Brother Pang Jin possesses abundant wilderness survival experience, and since he had recently organized a mountain search party, he found it rather straightforward to call on people for help this time.

Li Zhiyuan and the others were transported off the vehicle.

Many of those who came for the rescue swore afterward that they had seen Lord Mu during this mission, following alongside their search and rescue team for several days.

He only appeared during morning, noon, and evening, observing from a distance, but there was no mistake, it was definitely Lord Mu.

At Li Zhiyuan's request, Brother Pang Jin did not send everyone to the hospital but instead accommodated them in his guesthouse.

...

After this ordeal, the sunlight in Lijiang became even more radiant.

Li Zhiyuan sat on a chair under the veranda, basking in the sun.

His vision had partially recovered, though he still experienced some headaches.

Yin Meng sat dazed on the opposite side of the courtyard, watching her Gu worms fly back and forth in front of her.

Both of her arms were in casts; when she jumped down to glide, she had used a whip to tightly secure everyone, bearing immense pressure. When her left arm broke, she continued with her right.

After landing, she even sent her Gu worms to fly out in search of others.

However, whether it was the Gu worms that found Lord Mu, or if Lord Mu himself followed the scent to investigate, remained unknown.

In any case, when Yin Meng asked the Gu worm, its two antennae shook rapidly, meaning it had attracted the yellow weasel, certainly!

With both arms temporarily unusable, Yin Meng felt somewhat bored.

Earlier, she had told Li Zhiyuan that since everyone else was unconscious, she might as well start extracting poison since without her poison jars by her side, she always felt unsafe.

Li Zhiyuan asked her how she would extract poison with her hands incapacitated.

She said she could use her feet.

Li Zhiyuan commended her spirit but refused her proposal.

Previously, when extracting poison at home, Yin Meng had made errors; now, to attempt it again using her feet, it was far too dangerous.

Zhao Yi, with bandages on his forehead and leaning on a crutch, hobbled over, waving at Yin Meng and warmly greeting her:

"Good morning, Venus with broken arms."

Yin Meng snorted at Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi then walked to Li Zhiyuan, brewed some tea for the young man, and sat down.

In the other room, Sun Yan and Xu Ming were responsible for taking care of Run Sheng and others.

Even Zhao Yi felt that he and his subordinates were increasingly functioning as a backup medical team for Li's group.

If they had known they'd have to deal with their injuries repeatedly, why had they bothered to study their weaknesses painstakingly in the past?

Li Zhiyuan took the floral tea and sipped it.

Zhao Yi lifted his shirt, revealing his chest, where new skin had grown over the wound, and colorful stones could be seen embedded within through the gaps.

Brother Pang Jin said that when they found Zhao Yi, he thought Zhao Yi was dead since there was no heartbeat.

Then Lord Mu found some stones and filled them in one by one, and miraculously, Zhao Yi's heartbeat resumed.

Cats have their path, mice have theirs, and yellow weasels can stand to urinate.

Sometimes the solution to an insurmountable problem may lie in the hands of an unnoticed small person or even a small animal.

Zhao Yi: "Say what you will, but it's fortunate you bestowed favor on that yellow weasel before entering the Stone Gate; it was grateful for it.

If not for it, even if we had escaped from inside, we might not have been able to descend the mountain as a whole group.

At the very least, I would have died."

Li Zhiyuan: "You bestowed favor on it as well."

Zhao Yi: "Ah, right, right, we're quite lucky."

Li Zhiyuan: "It's not luck."

Zhao Yi: "It's causality. Yet you're so cold towards people but went out of your way to be nice to that yellow weasel that day."

Li Zhiyuan: "Because before entering the gate, I had a premonition when I saw it."

Zhao Yi squinted: "Say more about it, I can sense you're playing a more complex game than I am."

Li Zhiyuan lowered his head to sip his tea again.

Zhao Yi chuckled: "By the way, you mentioned the black-robed man at the base of the tower, why didn't he send out more Corpse energy at first, why be stingy, sending three parts then a fourth; if he'd sent a bit more, it might have been impossible to control the scholar you manipulated. Ultimately, it's a case of calculating small sums for a big endeavor."

Li Zhiyuan shook his head, putting down his teacup: "His avatar has a flaw, possessing strong independence. Actually, when he finally sent out four parts, it was already the limit. Any more and…it's hard to say who the body is, he might even become the avatar himself."

Zhao Yi: "Oh, so that's the issue, no wonder. Sigh, this wave was indeed perilous; I wonder how much Merit I can gain from it."

Li Zhiyuan: "Your heart issue resolved, what more do you wish for?"

Zhao Yi: "No, aren't you looking forward to it?"

Li Zhiyuan: "This time, I've already learned so much during this wave, and when I return, I'll slowly digest it."

Zhao Yi understood; this was likely why the young man could share a large portion of Merit with his subordinates.

"Sigh." Mr. Zhao sighed, "Thinking about the black-robed man's family, they're quite pitiable, their ancestor was so powerful, able to lay out such a grand scheme in the Secret realm, originally ought to have been feeding on the Heavenly Dao's rewarding grain, but ended up wiping out their whole clan, ultimately gaining nothing, wasting such a grand Merit."

"You sit tight, I'm going to wash my face."

"Go ahead, the sun is nice today, perfect for basking my heart."

Li Zhiyuan stood up, went back into the room, turned on the faucet, filled the basin, then submerged his entire face in it, gently massaging the sides of his face with both hands.

When the young man lifted his head, half a thin human facial skin peeled away from him.

Qingtan, March Forest.

This was the burial place the Faceless Man had told him about.

Actually, what Zhao Yi said just now wasn't entirely accurate.

That family, perhaps, hadn't gained nothing.

He needed to find the current location of this place first, then visit the ancestral tomb.

Logically, there should still be a faceless corpse lying in that burial ground now.

If it's still there, so much the better; if not, it means that the ancestor who once planned a majestic ascension scheme…was truly the only beneficiary.

Since he could deceive, sacrifice others for Merit with Heavenly Dao, why couldn't he have sacrificed his descendants too? The black-robed man had said he could access the ancestral tomb early because he "died," was it really just luck?

Looking at this half-face skin in his hand, Li Zhiyuan's mind conjured up a hypothesis:

The one who truly wanted to ascend to immortality, could it have been him all along?