The Demonic Cultivator In Zombie World

Chapter 279: Meeting with Wan Wuying again

With this in mind, Chu Xuan immediately sent a message to Myriad Souls Elder, instructing him to bring Wan Wuying to Black Devil Peak.

At that moment, Myriad Souls Elder was outside; upon hearing Chu Xuan's transmission, he promptly nodded in agreement.

However, he still asked, "Master, has Wan Wuying offended you? Do you wish to kill him? He is right beside me now; shall I kill him and send you the body?"

Chu Xuan replied, "...I want him alive! And you, come along as well."

"Yes, yes, yes," Myriad Souls Elder dared not disobey.

By dusk, Myriad Souls Elder arrived at Black Devil Peak with Wan Wuying. This was Chu Xuan's second encounter with Wan Wuying.

Now, Wan Wuying looked much leaner than before. The first time they met in the Myriad Souls Sect, Wan Wuying had the ambition to assault the Nascent Soul path in his eyes. But now, those eyes were dimmed and tired, clearly weary of being manipulated.

"Junior brother Lin," Wan Wuying greeted Chu Xuan with a bow. He looked puzzledly at Myriad Souls Elder, seemingly questioning why he was brought to Black Devil Peak. Myriad Souls Elder ignored him and turned to Chu Xuan, bowing, "Master, I have brought him; your will be done, whether to kill or flay."

Chu Xuan grimaced. Am I really seen as someone who must exact vengeance in your eyes?

Hearing this, Wan Wuying was stupefied.

What have I done to deserve death or dismemberment? Wait, what did you call him? Master?

Stunned, Wan Wuying looked up at Lin Fan again, reassessing the early-stage Golden Core junior brother as if seeing him for the first time.

Chu Xuan commanded calmly, "Remove the restrictions within his soul."

Myriad Souls Elder hesitated for a moment but carried out the order. Moments later, Wan Wuying felt as if a massive weight pressing deep within his soul had suddenly vanished. The relief was so profound that he almost cried out in joy.

"You may go about your business," Chu Xuan dismissed with a wave of his hand.

"Yes, subordinate withdrawing," Myriad Souls Elder bowed and left. His mind was filled with questions, but he dared not ask any. After all, this was the formidable figure who had made well-known righteous cultivators like Jin Zhao, Ling Su, and Luo Hua disappear overnight.

After Myriad Souls Elder departed, Wan Wuying knelt on one knee, expressing his gratitude, "Thank you, senior, for your assistance! I have no way to repay you and am willing to serve you! I will spare no effort, even at the cost of my life!"

Chu Xuan chuckled softly.

Wan Wuying was indeed a clever man. He appreciated dealing with smart people—there was no need to overthink things. However, Chu Xuan had no intention of revealing his true identity to Wan Wuying.

Soul-searching techniques existed in both the demonic and righteous paths. If Wan Wuying were captured and his soul searched, Chu Xuan's identity would be exposed entirely. His rapid rise would inevitably draw outside suspicion, inviting unnecessary trouble.

"I need someone to work for me," Chu Xuan said calmly. "But rest assured, as long as you handle matters well, I can grant you anything you desire. Even Nascent Soul spiritual items."

Back then, he had acquired a considerable number of Nascent Soul spiritual items, more than he could use. They would serve perfectly as bait to entice Wan Wuying.

With that, Chu Xuan stretched out his hand and a Soul Breaking Spike appeared in his palm. He let it glimmer before Wan Wuying's eyes for a moment before withdrawing it.

Seeing this, Wan Wuying's heart surged with joy, and he immediately bowed low. "This subordinate is willing to serve, senior!"

His remaining lifespan was limited, and his only hope was to set foot on the Nascent Soul path. He had thought himself doomed to a life of futility.

Yet, this senior not only helped him break free from Myriad Souls Elder's restrictions but also promised him Nascent Soul spiritual items. It ignited a blazing flame of hope in his long-darkened heart!

"I want you to report on the situation in Northern Cold to me at regular intervals," Chu Xuan continued calmly.

He flicked out a jade slip inscribed with his spiritual sense. "Additionally, take time to gather these materials for me."

Wan Wuying accepted the jade slip respectfully, bowing deeply. "This subordinate will fulfill your command!"

Chu Xuan then flicked out a small insect egg. "Swallow this. It's merely a necessary measure."

Wan Wuying had anticipated this step and showed no surprise. Without hesitation, he swallowed the egg in one gulp.

Chu Xuan smiled. "Wan Wuying, I trust you. Go now."

Wan Wuying turned and left.

Flying through the air for a good while, he suddenly jolted awake.

Wan Wuying?! Hadn't he used the false name Wan Ying when joining the Myriad Souls Sect?

This person actually knew his real name!

'He… he knows who I am!'

Astonishment filled Wan Wuying, but no matter how hard he thought, he could not recall ever knowing a Nascent Soul master of such caliber.

"Forget it… He must have his reasons for not revealing himself to me. I'll just serve him well. As long as I can obtain Nascent Soul spiritual items…"

Wan Wuying threw back his head and laughed aloud, a sense of liberation rising from deep within his heart.

Chu Xuan watched Wan Wuying's departing figure, his expression as still as a deep, undisturbed well.

Wan Wuying had once been his master, his senior brother, and was now a subordinate under his control through the Hidden Bee. Yet, given a second chance, he would not hesitate to do the same. He could not place his hopes on the loyalty within Wan Wuying's heart.

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"Let's continue cultivating."

With a flicker of his figure, Chu Xuan returned to the newly reconstructed cultivation chamber.

His mind connected with the Mirror of the Myriad Realms, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived at Blue Star.

The Ice Soul Formation had not yet fully formed. The production of Ice Souls was still relatively low. Even with his Earth-grade Ice Spirit Root and Ice Soul Spiritual Body, his cultivation speed for the Mysterious Heavenly Ice Soul Scroll was not particularly fast.

Of course, compared to the average Nascent Soul cultivator, it was already astoundingly rapid. However, thanks to the Psionic Cube, the supply of Nether Crocodile flesh had remained sufficient, allowing his physical cultivation to skyrocket. He had now reached the peak of the thirty-fourth level of body refinement.

He estimated that with a bit more effort and meat consumption, he could break through to the thirty-fifth level within five years.

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Blue Star, five years later.

Chu Xuan's physical cultivation smoothly broke through to the thirty-fifth level. On Blue Star, a casual punch from him could now trigger a minor earthquake, shattering hills into dust.

Yet, after stepping into the thirty-fifth level of body refinement, Chu Xuan encountered a small problem. The Nether Crocodile flesh that had once fueled his growth could no longer be said to be highly effective—its impact was now negligible.

"This is supposed to be the flesh of an ancient beast, and yet, I've reached a point where it has become almost useless," Chu Xuan lamented, rubbing his forehead. He had thought that the Nether Crocodile flesh would suffice until he reached the fortieth level of body refinement.

No wonder body refinement cultivators had gradually fallen out of favor. With this insatiable, gluttonous appetite, what sect could afford to sustain them? The precious resources required to nurture a single body cultivator could easily support ten Qi Refining cultivators!

"It's a pity I couldn't capture a few Dark Falcons back on the battlefield of the outer realm."

The Dark Falcon's strength surpassed that of the Nether Crocodile and was undoubtedly a more powerful ancient beast, whose flesh would surely contain greater life force and energy.

Chu Xuan rubbed his temples thoughtfully. Acquiring high-quality flesh had become an urgent priority. Even a small portion would suffice. With the Psionic Cube, he could propagate and mature it, ensuring a steady supply.

"I must keep an eye out for rare demonic beasts in the future. Just assign this task to Myriad Souls and Wan Wuying," he mused.