The Demonic Cultivator In Zombie World-Chapter 350: Something was off about Ximen Changqing

In the southern district of Heaven-Six City, Chu Xuan arrived in front of a massive warehouse. Guarding the entrance of the warehouse were two puppet spear soldiers. Their spears crossed to block the entrance.

Chu Xuan displayed his Nascent Soul cultivator token from the Majestic Sword Sect. The puppet spear soldiers creaked as they retracted their spears, immediately allowing him to pass. Chu Xuan pushed open the large door and stepped into the warehouse.

As the lights on the four walls of the warehouse illuminated, the scene inside came into full view. The warehouse was filled with all kinds of puppets. There were human-shaped puppets, as well as puppet beasts. Some were lightly damaged, while others were severely harmed. If someone were to enter without lighting the room, the sight of these dark figures might frighten them greatly.

Chu Xuan waved his hand. The warehouse door closed again behind him. He had already noticed this task to repair puppets. However, the rewards for the task were too low, and it was quite time-consuming, so he had been too lazy to care about it. But now, in order to avoid falling into whatever trap Ximen Changqing might be setting, he could only reluctantly take on the task.

In truth, the task was simple. It involved using the divine sense jade slip issued by the Reincarnation Sect as a guide to repair the puppets with minor damage. It was essentially like following an instruction manual. As long as one followed the instructions, there was little chance of error.

However, for cultivators who had no experience with puppets, it would definitely take a lot of time. This was true regardless of cultivation level. The only advantage of high-level cultivators was that their divine sense was strong enough to maintain the repairs for a long time. Low-level cultivators, on the other hand, often run out of energy before even finishing repairing a single puppet.

Of course, for those puppets that were severely damaged, only skilled puppeteers could repair them.

Chu Xuan was quite interested in the puppet arts. He felt that there were similarities between puppets and corpse puppets. So, sitting down to repair them didn't feel tiring at all. In fact, he found it rather enjoyable.

One hour later—Clack, clack.

Footsteps sounded. The door slowly opened and closed again.

Chu Xuan looked up and saw that the person entering the warehouse was none other than Ximen Changqing. He couldn't help but be slightly surprised. Ximen Changqing was quite powerful. And given his obvious possession of several Nascent Soul-tier puppets, Chu Xuan wasn't sure of his full capabilities yet. Before understanding the man's true strength, he wouldn't act rashly.

"Senior Brother Ximen, what brings you here?" Chu Xuan asked with a smile.

Ximen Changqing gave him a scrutinizing look, then suddenly said, "Junior Brother Gao, as disciples of the Majestic Sword Sect, we are men of the righteous path in life, and we should be righteous spirits in death."

He paused, his gaze becoming more serious. "No matter what happens, we must never do anything that goes against the principles of the righteous path."

Chu Xuan nodded repeatedly, "Senior Brother is absolutely right."

Ximen Changqing continued to stare at him, his eyes filled with meaning, "Do you know, Junior Brother Gao, what is acceptable to do and what is not? Do you have your own line in your heart?"

Chu Xuan nodded solemnly, "Of course, I do!"

Ximen Changqing then moved closer to Chu Xuan. At that moment, Chu Xuan's palm subconsciously curled into a defensive position. If Ximen Changqing tried to attack, he was ready to retaliate with the full force of his 38th level body refinement. But to his surprise, Ximen Changqing stopped three zhang away, then turned his back, placing his hands behind him.

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"Junior Brother Gao," Ximen Changqing began, his tone quieter, "Though there are things we must not do, there are times when, for the sake of survival, we must do them. We are born into this world, and many things are unavoidable. You, just like me, must sometimes make choices we never wish to make."

Chu Xuan's heart remained calm, but he deliberately put on an expression of fear.

"Senior Brother..." he said, his voice a little shaky. He had a hunch about what Ximen Changqing was about to say.

Suddenly, Ximen Changqing spun around sharply, his voice rising.

"Then why did you kill Feng Qian of the Crimson Flame Hall?"

Feng Qian was the Nascent Soul cultivator whom Gao Xuan had slain and turned into a Yang Metal Sword Corpse.

Chu Xuan feigned shock, his face changing expressions several times. He perfectly mimicked the look of someone whose secret had just been exposed. After a long pause, he gritted his teeth and said, "Senior Brother... how did you know?"

Ximen Changqing tossed a mid-grade magic treasure onto the ground. He spoke calmly, "This magic treasure is the one most commonly used by cultivators of the Crimson Flame Hall. I once saw Feng Qian using it, so when I saw this one, I recognized it immediately."

Chu Xuan looked downcast for a moment, before finally admitting, "Yes, it was me who killed Feng Qian. I will accept whatever punishment you deem fit, Senior Brother."

Although Feng Qian and he were from different sects—Feng Qian from the Crimson Flame Hall, and Chu Xuan from the Majestic Sword Sect—at this moment they were allies of the righteous path, united against the demonic cultivators of the Heaven Shaking Divine Sect. ƒrēenovelkiss.com

And yet, during this crucial battle between the righteous and the demonic, he had killed one of his own allies. If the Reincarnation Sect ever found out about this, they would no doubt impose severe punishment.

An eerie silence filled the warehouse. The silence stretched on for what felt like an eternity.

Finally, Ximen Changqing's voice broke the quiet.

"Gao Xuan, Gao Xuan! How could you do such a thing, after all the attention I've given you?! You, a cultivator of the righteous path, no matter the circumstances, should always strive to rise above, to be courageous, to make progress! How could you fall to such a low point?"

Chu Xuan was taken aback, "Senior Brother..."

Ximen Changqing's voice softened as he stepped closer, speaking gently, "Junior Brother Gao, as I mentioned earlier, many things in life are forced upon us. We are both disciples of the Majestic Sword Sect, brothers in the same sect. How could I punish you for something like this?"

He took another step forward, his tone warm and reassuring.

"Feng Qian is already dead. Why should I punish you for the actions of a dead man?" He continued in a softer voice, "I discovered this magic treasure by chance today and decided to help cover it up. Otherwise, the cultivators of the Crimson Flame Hall might have found it. You still have Feng Qian's belongings, don't you? Leave it to your Senior Brother to handle it. Whatever you need, just ask, and I will provide it."

Chu Xuan was deeply moved by these words, and his emotions stirred. "Senior Brother..." he began.

Ximen Changqing took out a storage bag and directly handed it to Chu Xuan.

"Here, inside you'll find a complete Nascent Soul-level puppet beast, fifty large spirit stones, two thousand medium-grade spiritual stones, and two water mirror talismans. Consider it a gift from your Senior Brother!"

Chu Xuan was taken aback. "Such valuable items? I can't accept this!"

But Ximen Changqing was insistent. He pressed the bag into Chu Xuan's hands.

"Take it! I'm giving it to you, so accept it! I've seen how Han Yiren bullies you, and it pains me deeply. But I'm afraid of her family's Deity Transformation Elder and couldn't intervene. I feel deeply ashamed as your Senior Brother. You can consider this as me trying to make amends for the damage to my own Dao heart."

Chu Xuan's face showed great emotion, and he bowed deeply. "Thank you, Senior Brother! I, Gao Xuan, will forever remember your kindness!"

Ximen Changqing nodded slightly. "If you ever encounter any difficulties in the future, come to me."

With that, he turned and strode out of the warehouse. Chu Xuan stood there for a while, watching Ximen Changqing's retreating figure. Slowly, a smile crept onto his face. He knew Ximen Changqing had been secretly following him.

The mid-grade magic treasure of Feng Qian was something he had deliberately taken out. He had acted as if he was getting rid of evidence. As he expected, Ximen Changqing had seen it, and now he had a hold over Chu Xuan.

In reality, Chu Xuan had handed him that leverage on purpose. It was a test to gauge Ximen Changqing's true intentions. And as he had guessed, something was off about Ximen Changqing.