Crafting an Immortal Race with Daily Hexagrams-Chapter 365 - 202: A Trace of Pill Qi

A faint power of the Divine Spirit flew out from the center of her brow, and the distant sea of clouds suddenly churned, revealing a warm and comforting scene.

In a peaceful courtyard, a girl about three or four years old, with her hair styled into two little horns, was riding a wooden horse, happily calling out: 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

"Sister, don’t just focus on cultivating all day, come play with me for a while..."

"Ah Die has made a new wooden horse, Sister, come take a look..."

"Sister, the sweets that Ah Mu brought from the market are so sweet; do you want a taste?"

The girl’s childish voice echoed in her mind, and the corners of Lingshan Sword Immortal’s mouth couldn’t help but lift.

Moments later, she gently waved her hand, and the churning sea of clouds in front of her slowly dissipated, and the scene faded away.

...

Western Wilderness.

He Zhongyi and Mu Chang had been tracking that group of mysterious cultivators for several days, and both sides had reached the front of the Flame Lake Ridge.

The two were hiding in a Chaotic Stone Forest in the distance, quietly watching the huge Magma Lake before them.

"These beasts!"

Watching as several black-robed cultivators continuously manipulated the people of the Muhe Tribe to jump into the scalding hot Magma Lake at the edge, Mu Chang clenched his teeth and said.

The Muhe Tribe holds bodies in high regard, not fearing death, believing death to be merely a transition of life.

Now, seeing their people’s bodies being manipulated by those black-robed individuals into the scorching magma, the anger in Mu Chang’s heart had reached its peak.

If not for the safety of He Zhongyi by his side, he would have long since rushed out to fight those black-robed figures to the death.

"Elder Mu..."

He Zhongyi could feel the anger in his heart, wanting to console him but not knowing how to start.

"Don’t worry, young lord, I am fine."

Mu Chang suppressed the anger in his heart, quietly watching those black-robed people, wanting to see what they were up to.

They saw those of the Muhe Tribe being manipulated to jump one after another into the Magma Lake, disappearing without a trace.

Occasionally, one or two could withstand the high temperatures of the magma, crawling out from the Magma Lake, their bodies charred black, yet still stumbling.

Upon emerging from the lake, they shook off the layer of char, their bodies emitting a faint glow like that of cast iron, with a heavy and condensed Evil Qi slowly emanating from within.

"Senior Brother Miao is indeed knowledgeable."

"As soon as we crossed that Void Combination Corridor Array and encountered this place, Senior Brother immediately thought of using this area rich in Golden Essence Fire Qi for Corpse Refining."

"With thousands of people, to refine twelve Iron Corpses is truly a huge profit."

Thousands of people from the Muhe Tribe were cast into the Magma Lake, and eventually, twelve managed to successfully ’land.’

Among the black-robed figures, a sinister voice suddenly echoed.

"Junior Brother Gong, don’t be too hasty to rejoice, for there are still a few excellent specimens here."

As another voice sounded, the gaze of all the black-robed figures turned towards Wu Yi and his comrades.

The leading black-robed person seemed to regard Wu Yi and his companions highly, feeding them a few more elixirs before manipulating them to jump into the Magma Lake.

The scalding magma churned, with Wu Yi and several Western Wilderness Soldiers’ bodies struggling and writhing within it.

After about a quarter of an hour, those Western Wilderness Soldiers, just like the previous people of the Muhe Tribe, stiffly crawled out of the Magma Lake.

Shaking off their charred skin, each one also transformed into bodies like cast iron.

However, the Evil Qi emanating from them was even more intense than that of the Iron Corpses formed from the Muhe Tribe.

"A pity, a real pity."

"Not a single one was able to reach the level of a Copper Corpse."

"Now, there’s only this one left."

All the eyes of the black-robed cultivators focused on Wu Yi in the Magma Lake.

Wu Yi, with his robust figure, had all his clothes and hair burned away by the magma.

The entire person resembled a red-hot copper figure, continuously absorbing some sort of energy from the scorching magma.

"This aura!"

"Could it be reaching the Copper Corpse level!"

They watched as Wu Yi’s body color changed, prompting a cry of astonishment from within the group of black-robed cultivators.

"Don’t be too quick to celebrate; there are still differences among Copper Corpses."

"A powerful Copper Corpse can possess the strength comparable to the late stage of the Fetal Breathing Realm, whereas a weak one may not even compare to a cultivator at the Qi Cultivation Perfection Realm."

"Let’s see what its fate holds."

They waited excitedly by the Magma Lake.

After a moment, Wu Yi, who had been floating in the Magma Lake, suddenly opened his eyes, and a blood-red Evil Qi filled them, launching himself directly out of the scorching magma!

Bang!

His body, carrying the fiery magma, struck the ground like a meteor, leaving two deep footprints in the iron-hard rock beneath.

The charred outer layer of skin fell off, with Wu Yi’s body emitting a faint copper hue.

"Sigh, still slightly lacking, this instance can only match the Qi Cultivation Perfection Realm of the Fetal Breathing."

The black-robed cultivator who controlled Wu Yi examined him carefully before shaking his head slightly.

"Senior Brother Miao is still not satisfied; in the past, refining such a Copper Corpse required an unknown amount of Heavenly and Earthly Treasures."

"Yet now, with only a bit of effort expended, we’ve obtained a Copper Corpse and eighteen Iron Corpses."

"With these Corpse Puppets, we can slowly look for more materials on this land, using this Magma Lake to gradually build up our power."

"When we have thousands upon thousands of Iron and Copper Corpse Puppets in our hands, it will indeed be joyous times."

"Indeed, indeed!"

"With this army of Corpse Puppets, we will forge an Immortal Country and indulge in earthly pleasures to our heart’s content; isn’t it delightful?"