Zombie Cultivation Across Worlds

Chu Xuan put away the Heavenly Force Flying Sword and walked forward slowly.

Just as he arrived at the Cloud Mist Mountains and was about to enter, two figures flew in from both sides.

Two of them wore the robes of Divine Gang Sect disciples.

The other two wore the robes of Golden Dragon Temple disciples.

However, they were all cultivators at the Qi Refining stage.

The four looked at Chu Xuan with unfriendly expressions.

Chu Xuan frowned.

It was his first time coming to the Cloud Mist Mountains.

How did he manage to provoke both the Divine Gang Sect and the Golden Dragon Temple at the same time?

Chu Xuan feigned a terrified look and cupped his hands, "Gentlemen, I am just a loose cultivator. May I know why you are blocking my way?"

The two monks from the Golden Dragon Temple smiled faintly, "Where are you coming from, and where are you going?"

Chu Xuan replied, "I come from Baishui Prefecture and wish to enter the Cloud Mist Mountains to slay demonic beasts and earn some Spirit Stones."

Baishui Prefecture was the prefecture at the foot of the Cloud Mist Mountains.

He didn't mention that he was from Qinghe Prefecture.

After all, Qinghe Prefecture was located in the central part of Tongzhou, quite far from the Cloud Mist Mountains. If he were only at the Qi Refining stage, it would be impossible for him to travel such a long distance to slay demonic beasts for Spirit Stones.

A disciple from the Divine Gang Sect scrutinized Chu Xuan, "You claim to be a loose cultivator, do you have any proof?"

Chu Xuan scratched his head anxiously, "Proof? Well... I've been a loose cultivator for over fifty years!"

The Divine Gang Sect disciple sneered, "I think you're pretending to be a loose cultivator to enter the Cloud Mist Mountains and save someone!"

"You're clearly a demonic cultivator!"

"Everyone, attack and kill this fiend!"

As soon as the words fell, the four of them surrounded him.

The two disciples from the Divine Gang Sect activated their Qinggang Swords, while the two from the Golden Dragon Temple wielded their Vajra Staffs.

It seemed as if they had practiced this many times before.

In the blink of an eye, the four spiritual artifacts formed an impenetrable net.

No matter how Chu Xuan tried to escape, he couldn't get out of the attack range.

The four exchanged knowing smiles.

In recent days, they had used this method to jointly eliminate eight passing loose cultivators.

No cultivator at the Qi Refining stage could withstand such an encirclement.

However, before their eyes, Chu Xuan vanished, leaving behind only a faint trace of Yin Evil Qi.

The four were momentarily stunned.

Then, a blood line suddenly swept across.

In an instant, four heads flew up, blood gushing like a fountain.

Chu Xuan quickly collected the four bodies into his Storage Bag.

He carefully searched through their Storage Bags and discovered that the four seemed to have teamed up to kill quite a few loose cultivators, acquiring several Storage Bags.

From one of the Storage Bags, he found orders from a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

"So that's it, Liu Zhenxiong and others' hiding place was discovered, and they fled south, eventually hiding in the vast Cloud Mist Mountains."

"Several Foundation Establishment cultivators led a large number of Qi Refining cultivators into the mountains to search for them, while these Qi Refining disciples guarded the foot of the mountain."

"As long as they could kill a demonic cultivator, they would earn significant sect contributions."

"The Qi Refining disciples stationed outside then came up with the idea of killing innocents to claim credit."

Chu Xuan chuckled.

He didn't waste any time and immediately plunged into the dense fog of the Cloud Mist Mountains.

He initially thought he would have to settle for using the soul of a Foundation Establishment demonic beast as an evil spirit for his Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

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Now it seemed there might be better options.

Capturing the Foundation Establishment cultivators like Liu Zhenxiong in the depths of the Cloud Mist Mountains would provide him with walking souls.

And he could also enrich his Ten Thousand Souls Banner!

...

In a cave within the Cloud Mist Mountains.

Xu Ming, Chen Ge, Wei Hua, and Bai Feng were trembling, not daring to make a sound.

In front of them, Wu Teng lay on the ground, pale and unconscious.

A long wound stretched across his chest, with golden light lingering, refusing to heal.

Liu Zhenxiong exhausted his Spiritual Power trying to heal Wu Teng, but he couldn't dispel the golden light.

"The unique spell of the Golden Dragon Temple is indeed hard to break."

After a long time, Liu Zhenxiong had no choice but to withdraw his Spiritual Power.

Xu Ming whispered, "Uncle Master, what should we do?"

Liu Zhenxiong smiled bitterly, "We can only take it one step at a time. Who could have predicted that Wu Teng's own grandson would run off to betray us, sigh..."

At this moment, the sound of spiritual artifacts whistling came from outside.

Everyone's expressions turned serious.

"Stay quiet, I'll go check it out," Liu Zhenxiong said sternly.

Xu Ming and the others nodded solemnly.

Liu Zhenxiong cast a spell to conceal his aura to the utmost before leaving the cave.

He drifted into the forest like a breeze.

Not long after leaving the cave, he saw traces of a battle ahead.

Upon closer inspection, there was only a pool of blood.

"The traces of this battle... must have been left by Foundation Establishment cultivators."

"The battle ended quickly; one side must have had overwhelming strength."

"Strange, could it be a loose cultivator?"

Liu Zhenxiong cautiously investigated, puzzled.

The Cloud Mist Mountains were vast and a place where many loose cultivators gathered herbs and hunted demonic beasts for Spirit Stones.

In recent days, he had witnessed many loose cultivators being killed.

This was not hard to understand.

The head of any demonic cultivator was a great merit.

But there were so few demonic cultivators, and the merit was not enough to go around.

Some righteous path cultivators came up with the idea of killing innocents to claim credit.

They used loose cultivators as scapegoats for demonic cultivators to earn sect contributions.

The Divine Gang Sect and Golden Dragon Temple turned a blind eye to these situations.

After all, in their eyes, loose cultivators had no background or foundation; killing them was inconsequential.

Liu Zhenxiong didn't linger and left immediately.

Moments later, several figures arrived at the scene.

The leading middle-aged cultivator was Sun Shi, the same Sun Shi who had previously sent He Liang to capture Chu Xuan.

The young cultivator beside him was Zhang Ze.

Both were Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Divine Gang Sect, well-known for a long time.

They were accompanied by five Qi Refining disciples, all looking experienced.

Unlike those guarding the foot of the mountain.

"Junior Brother Zhao's distress signal was sent from here," Zhang Ze said, looking at the pool of blood on the ground, his expression grim, "We were still too late."

Sun Shi's face was also dark, "That Liu Zhenxiong is quite something. Despite being injured, he managed to kill Junior Brother Zhao in such a short time."

He took a deep breath, "Continue the search! Even if we have to search every inch of the mountain, we must find these remnants of the Wuji Sect!"

"Yes!" Zhang Ze and the others responded solemnly.

Liu Zhenxiong had just returned to the cave when he inexplicably sneezed.

"Strange... how can a Foundation Establishment cultivator sneeze?"

"Could someone be talking about me?"

He was quite puzzled.

...

In another cave in the Cloud Mist Mountains.

The original owner of the cave was a solitary bear, a Qi Refining stage demonic beast.

Chu Xuan had politely invited it into his own stomach.

"Not bad, I've already obtained the soul of a Foundation Establishment cultivator and got a Storage Bag."

"No wonder they say that murder and arson bring wealth quickly."

Chu Xuan checked the contents of the seized Storage Bag, clicking his tongue in wonder.@@novelbin@@

Shortly after entering the Cloud Mist Mountains, he encountered a Foundation Establishment cultivator from the Divine Gang Sect.

Without a word, the cultivator pointed at him, calling him a demonic cultivator, and attacked with his spiritual artifact.

With no other choice, Chu Xuan had to send this gentleman to an early grave.

Moreover, adhering to the principle of resource recycling, he very earnestly extracted the soul of this gentleman and threw his body into the Corpse Raising Tower as nourishment for the Yin Corpse.

It was quite a fitting tribute to this gentleman's selfless contribution.