Zombie Cultivation Across Worlds

Cangxuan Continent, Yu Kingdom, Clear River City.

The streets were bustling with people, vibrant and colorful.

By the roadside stood a tea stall.

For just a copper coin, one could drink a large bowl of herbal tea to their heart's content.

A young man in plain clothes sat there, quietly sipping his tea.

Reflecting on the past year of hiding and fleeing, he felt a deep sense of emotion.

As a traveler, living like this was somewhat disgraceful.

***

His name was Chu Xuan, and twenty years ago, he crossed over to the Cangxuan Continent and became an outer disciple of the Wuji Sect.

However, there was no wise old mentor, no golden finger.

All he had was his handsome appearance and mediocre talent.

Fortunately, the Wuji Sect was the strongest sect in the Yu Kingdom, which comprised nine provinces, three of which were under the Wuji Sect's control.

It took Chu Xuan ten years to finally draw Qi into his body, entering the Qi Refining stage and advancing to an inner disciple.

Knowing his talent was ordinary, he delved into various fields such as Gu insects, poison techniques, corpse refinement, puppetry, and disguise. Although his realm was not high, his strength was formidable.

His highest ranking was tenth among the inner disciples.

He almost had the chance to be noticed by an elder and taken as a personal disciple.

Then, the unexpected happened.

The first ancestor of the Wuji Sect went mad during cultivation and unexpectedly perished.@@novelbin@@

The five righteous sects of the Yu Kingdom, upon hearing the news, declared that the Wuji Sect was evil and must be eradicated, joining forces to attack the Wuji Sect.

The Wuji Sect, outnumbered, was defeated at every turn.

One Elemental Infant ancestor and ten Golden Elixir ancestors mostly perished in battle, with several surrendering and only two escaping.

The sect master, vice sect master, elder, and others either died, fled, or surrendered.

From its peak to collapse, it took only a month.

Compared to those Golden Elixir powerhouses, Chu Xuan was just a small fry, which allowed him to escape with his life.

However, his identity forced him to hide and flee.

***

Now, a year had passed since the five sects eradicated the demon.

Many Wuji Sect disciples had been captured and executed.

But he was still alive.

His broad knowledge of various spells had now become his means of survival.

At this moment, although he was just sitting, everything around him was within his hearing.

This was because he had a "Listening Insect" in each ear.

These Gu insects could amplify the tiny sounds around him, allowing him to hear extremely subtle noises.

At this moment, another person approached, hesitantly sitting in front of the young man in plain clothes.

Lowering his voice, he said, "The king covers the tiger?"

Chu Xuan calmly replied, "You are a fool."

The man continued, "The pagoda suppresses the river demon?"

Chu Xuan responded, "You are truly foolish."

Only then did the man let out a sigh of relief, "Senior brother, you're really brave to choose this place for a meeting."

Chu Xuan calmly drank his tea, "We're all proper loose cultivators who follow the rules, what is there to fear?"

The man swallowed hard, nodding repeatedly.

He looked at Chu Xuan with eyes full of admiration.

This senior brother Chu Xuan was ranked tenth among the inner disciples of the Wuji Sect.

Yet a year had passed, and those ranked above Chu Xuan had all been captured by the righteous sects.

Only Chu Xuan remained at large.

He even dared to appear openly in the territory of the righteous sects.

He couldn't help but admire Chu Xuan's courage!

"He Liang, did you bring the stuff?" Chu Xuan asked casually after taking a sip of tea.

He Liang nodded, taking out a low-grade storage bag and handing it over.

Chu Xuan took it and checked inside.

His cultivation of blood techniques required a large amount of essence blood.

Mortals, demonic beasts, as long as they were living beings with essence blood, they could be used.

Killing mortals to obtain essence blood was naturally the fastest.

But doing so would reduce merit, and killing too many mortals would attract the attention of the Heavenly Dao.

At that time, trying to break through to a higher realm would bring endless heavenly thunder and earth fire, making it difficult to survive.

Chu Xuan speculated that the unexpected demise of the first ancestor of the Wuji Sect was not unrelated to his heavy slaughter.

Now that the Wuji Sect had fallen, the five righteous sects were strictly investigating the slaughter of mortals.

At such a time, slaughtering mortals was akin to seeking death.

Therefore, he entrusted He Liang to bring him demonic beast blood pearls.

These were purified blood, small in volume, high in energy, suitable for cultivation.

"The quality is not bad."

Chu Xuan nodded slightly, tossing ten small spirit stones over.

He Liang's eyes were filled with greed as he quickly collected them.

Just as Chu Xuan was about to leave, he suddenly sensed something amiss around him.

The distant snack stalls, vegetable stalls, rouge shops, and butcher shops all seemed to have changed people.

The voices had also changed.

Vaguely, it seemed he was under heavy surveillance.

Among them were strong auras of Foundation Establishment stage!

He couldn't help but glance at He Liang.

His current face was a human skin mask he had just made today; apart from He Liang, no one knew he was Chu Xuan.

"It seems I need to change my face again."

Chu Xuan's expression remained calm.

"Junior brother, I need something else," he suddenly said.

He Liang nodded, "Please instruct me, senior brother."

Chu Xuan, "Do you have any Spirit Blood Pills?"

He Liang nodded seriously, "I have two, taken from the treasury when I escaped the sect."

Chu Xuan lowered his voice, "I need Spirit Blood Pills, as many as possible."

He Liang was taken aback, "But Spirit Blood Pills are only needed by severely injured Foundation Establishment cultivators, senior brother, you..."

He suddenly realized, "I understand! Senior brother, have you found Uncle Liu?"

Uncle Liu, full name Liu Zhenxiong, was at the Foundation Establishment stage, one of the few Wuji Sect cultivators not yet captured by the righteous sects.

Chu Xuan coldly said, "Don't ask what you shouldn't."

He Liang quickly covered his mouth, "I understand, I understand."

"Give me the Spirit Blood Pills," Chu Xuan extended his hand.

He Liang whispered, "Spirit Blood Pills are too valuable, senior brother, you don't have enough spirit stones, do you?"

Chu Xuan remained silent.

He Liang quickly said, "How about this, take me to see Uncle Liu, let me join you, in times like these, we should stick together, senior brother."

Chu Xuan sternly said, "No, it's too risky!"

He Liang sighed deeply, gritting his teeth as he took out a medium spirit stone and handed it to Chu Xuan.

"A medium spirit stone! No more than this!"

Chu Xuan raised an eyebrow.

Small spirit stones were scraps from spirit stone veins, with low purity, generally circulating among Qi Refining cultivators.

Medium spirit stones were quite pure and larger, mostly circulating among Foundation Establishment cultivators.

One medium spirit stone could be exchanged for a hundred small spirit stones.

He didn't expect He Liang to have one.

"With such sincerity, I'm reluctantly reassured," Chu Xuan nodded slightly.

He Liang also breathed a sigh of relief, "Let's go, senior brother, with Uncle Liu, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, to protect us, I can be at ease."

Chu Xuan nodded, "The location is an abandoned house in the east of the city, follow me."

With that, he tossed a copper coin and immediately stood up.

He Liang quickly followed.

***

After they left, six cultivators observing from afar immediately approached the tea stall.

The leading middle-aged cultivator had an immortal demeanor, clearly a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

"He Liang went with him, we must have caught a big fish!" The middle-aged cultivator's expression was joyful.

"Follow them immediately, capturing this big fish will earn us all merit!" he said in a low voice.

"Yes!"

Moments later, at the abandoned house in the east of the city.

The middle-aged cultivator and his group arrived, surrounding the nearby houses tightly.

"Uncle, when do we go in?" a young disciple asked.

"Wait for the signal!" the middle-aged cultivator replied in a low voice.

After a while, a loud explosion was heard.

The door was blasted open.

He Liang's figure was thrown out, spewing blood in mid-air.

He cried out in pain, "Underground! Liu Zhenxiong is underground! They've discovered me!"

The middle-aged cultivator's eyes lit up, immediately shouting, "Charge in! Try to capture them alive!"

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

The righteous cultivators rushed past He Liang, charging into the house.

Inside, there was indeed a dark hole leading underground.

The middle-aged cultivator and his group entered, finding numerous passages and traps, like a maze.

After a long search, a cultivator exclaimed, "Uncle, there's a dried corpse here, the face has been peeled off!"

The middle-aged cultivator was stunned, carefully examining the corpse, then instantly furious, "This is He Liang! The one outside is Chu Xuan! We've all been tricked by him!"

However, when they returned to the surface, there was no trace of "He Liang."

"Damn Chu Xuan! He escaped again!"

The middle-aged cultivator was furious.

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