Xu was still sowhat apprehensive.
Or perhaps he was worried the True Spirit Demon Race would fight desperately, like a cornered animal making a last stand.
Even the Divine Extinction Thousand Peaks needed to be wary of them, so how could he, a newly Foundation Establishnt Heterodox Cultivator, not be cautious?
Of course, if sothing really happened, he could just flee, as the Blood Corpse Escape was a perfect ans of running, but the problem lay in the fact that while he could escape, Deadman Peak couldn't, and neither could his master Ye Chen and the others.
A day and a half later.
Wen Jiu had cultivated a hundred True Spirit Demon Race corpses into corpse blood, but his yin techniques were still abundant.
Because the Three Evil Flying Corpses recovered corpse energy in the Ten Thousand Demon Abyss very efficiently, and coupled with their ample internal corpse energy, refining all the hundred True Spirit Demon Race corpses only consud half of the Three Evil Flying Corpses' body energy.
And this half was replenished to full in just two hours, making the efficiency quite high.
"Comfortable!"
After completing the corpse blood cultivation, Wen Jiu stretched lazily.
However, truth be told, although corpse refining and blood nourishing was no longer an issue, and even another hundred could be easily managed, the Tier One Middle Grade Corpse Eye sowhat slowed down the cultivation speed of corpse blood.
"It seems like it's ti to find a Tier Two Artifact Refiner when I visit Wind and Cloud Immortal City and find a way to upgrade the Corpse Eye to Tier Two." This would certainly elevate the efficiency of corpse refining and blood nourishing to another level.
It could also serve as a ans to confront enemies, as the technique embedded in the Corpse Eye would surely beco more potent once elevated to Tier Two.
His yin techniques, combined with the corpse energy of the Three Evil Flying Corpses, would certainly fill it up with ease.
Thus,
another trump card was added.
And perhaps one that could kill a Foundation Establishnt Cultivator.
...
The next night.
Eastern Celestial City sent a ssage again.
Fang Xiaolin would arrive tonight, but it would only be him, with no other Divine Extinction Thousand Peaks companions.
Wen Jiu imdiately changed his attire, concealing his cultivation and appearance, and proceeded straight to the top of Deadman Peak to et this Foundation Establishnt Cultivator from the Divine Extinction Thousand Peaks. The fact that he could nurture the Blood Eater Daoist and allow the existence of a Prohibition of Living People Market showed he was a man obsessed with profit, and this visit was likely related to interests.
At this ti, all Main Peak Elders were already present at the top of Deadman Peak. When Wen Jiu arrived, they gathered around warmly greeting him, with words full of welco and gratitude.
If he wasn't mistaken, among them were so Main Peak Elders who usually despised Heterodox Cultivators.
This scene.
Wen Jiu was quite satisfied.
This was the outco he desired. With low cultivation, one is seen as an insignificant Heterodox Path, but with high cultivation, one is considered a master of the Heterodox Dao.
Perhaps so still harbored dislike in their hearts, but with such a profound cultivation, who dared to speak up?
When his cultivation displayed even higher, they might be left only with envy, perhaps even wishing to practice the Heterodox Dao themselves. These are elder cultivators who have been practicing for decades, and their yearning for Foundation Establishnt can certainly suppress their core values and preferences.
Of course, Throwing aside exceptions like Bai Jianxin.
Bai Jianxin's aversion to the Heterodox Path was sothing Wen Jiu had learned through Liu Qianling's soul strike.
His cherished ones.
And many relatives.
Ninety percent of them died due to betrayal by Heterodox Cultivators at Deadman Peak.
Such hatred couldn't even be suppressed by a Foundation Establishnt opportunity.
And after a brief conversation, Wen Jiu no longer spoke much and quietly stood by the side of the Main Peak Elders.
Waiting for Fang Xiaolin to arrive.
Even if Eastern Celestial City and the others urged him to step forward, Wen Jiu directly refused; he mainly opted to stay back both in class and when welcoming people. The forr is helpless, while the latter is for safety.
Maintaining a habit of standing behind, the first to fall in any incident would surely not be himself, significantly increasing his survival probability.
Soon after.
A figure soared across the night sky, carrying a terrifying aura that weighed heavily in front of Deadman Peak.
The newcor was clad in a bright golden robe, looking no more than thirty or forty years old, but the sharpness in his eyes surpassed even Eastern Celestial City, who had practiced for a century. Just one glance made Eastern Celestial City and others quickly bow in respect.
However, Wen Jiu's first impression of him only stayed on the surface because this guy's appearance was excessively ostentatious.
Magic Robe— Tier Two.
Hairpin— Tier Two.
Magic Boots— Tier Two.
Even the belt at his waist was a Tier Two artifact.
Even having executed the Stealth Technique, the radiance of the magical artifacts on his body was still evident, impossible to cover completely.
"Is this the wealth of a big sect's Foundation Establishnt?" Wen Jiu couldn't help but think of Feng Jue's impoverished appearance, feeling rather pained.
The magic robe Feng Jue was wearing was rely Tier One Top Grade, and judging by the traces, it had been worn for many years.
Both at Foundation Establishnt.
Why is the gap so huge?
Fang Xiaolin remained silent for a long ti, rely looking down indifferently at the crowd, imposing a trendous pressure invisibly.
Wen Jiu understood, this was probably an attempt to assert dominance.
During Fang Xiaolin's silence, no one dared to look up or make any rash movents; they could only stand still quietly.
In front of the main hall, the atmosphere beca extrely oppressive all of a sudden.
A hundred breaths later.
Fang Xiaolin finally spoke, his tone indifferent, "Eastern Celestial City, Ye Chen, Bai Jianxin, and the newly admitted Honored Guest Elder Han Li, the four of you stay."
"Yes!"
"As you command, senior!"
The crowd paid their respects again, breathing a sigh of relief while quickly dispersing.
Once the crowd dispersed, Wen Jiu, even if unwilling, was forced to reveal himself, and he felt Fang Xiaolin continuously scrutinizing him, as though wanting to probe from head to toe.
Seeing that nothing could be discovered, not even Wen Jiu's realm could be discerned, his expression turned cold again, "Han Li, remove your Stealth Technique."
Wen Jiu's expression tightened.
This man was indeed aggressive.
Removing the Stealth Technique was akin to stripping naked in front of the other party, a prospect no one would willingly embrace.
After all, who doesn't have a few secrets of their own?
Fang Xiaolin, soone capable of rearing even the Blood Eater Daoist, yet scrutinizing soone like him who might be from the Three Life Gates so thoroughly? He clearly intended a severe show of force.
If he gave in.
Fang Xiaolin's goal might just be achieved.
If he resisted.
Fang Xiaolin might escalate further.
But compared to having his Yin Sha True Spirit Body or real cultivation exposed, Wen Jiu wasn't afraid of Fang Xiaolin pushing further.
"Senior, my Stealth Technique coexists with my Body Cultivation Technique, even I can't remove it myself."
Wen Jiu tried to provide a reason to gauge Fang Xiaolin's reaction.
Fang Xiaolin's face darkened, and a vast Foundation Establishnt pressure tilted downward, making it difficult for those from Eastern Celestial City to maintain their footing, forcing them back several steps before stabilizing, yet Wen Jiu did not retreat a single step.
Facing Foundation Establishnt pressure head-on!
"You do have so skill... not afraid of death?" Fang Xiaolin seed slightly surprised, but still asked coldly from above.
Wen Jiu raised his hand in salute, "If senior needs sothing done, I am willing to go through fire and water to accomplish it, but this Stealth Technique truly cannot be undone, even if you kill , the result will be the sa."
"Interesting." Fang Xiaolin's anger subsided considerably upon hearing Wen Jiu's earlier words.
His original intent was to intimidate Han Li, making him submit and work diligently for him.
Although the intimidation failed, Han Li seed to be a clever person.
Wen Jiu added another sentence, "I patiently await senior's commands."
The words were said to this extent.
If you still want to reason with force, then I can only respond unkindly.
Don't push , Han Li, into killing and fleeing!
"Indeed a smart person, wait outside the hall." Fang Xiaolin retracted the Foundation Establishnt pressure and slowly made his way towards the main hall.
The three from Eastern Celestial City each glanced at Wen Jiu, each with their own thoughts, and followed Fang Xiaolin into the hall.
After entering and being seated, Fang Xiaolin spoke coldly, "I have so unfortunate news for you, Celestial Official Bai has perished, and his body has already been found by our sect's Foundation Establishnt Elder and interred within the Divine Extinction Thousand Peaks."
Hearing this, Wen Jiu's eyebrows raised outside the hall, not quite able to believe it.
One would think that even Divine Extinction Thousand Peaks wouldn't stoop to leaving Celestial Official Bai's body to nourish corpses or fashion it into a Human Puppet. If word got out, the reputation of Divine Extinction Thousand Peaks would be utterly tarnished.
It would also chill the hearts of those below.
Indeed, unless everyone at Divine Extinction Thousand Peaks were fools, they wouldn't do such a thing; even a slightly clever person wouldn't do so.
Since they wouldn't exploit Celestial Official Bai's body, then why not allow his body to return to its roots?
Why must he be buried at Divine Extinction Thousand Peaks?
Furthermore, could a Foundation Establishnt of vassal strength truly be interred at Divine Extinction Thousand Peaks?
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