"Fusion!"
Lin Chang’sheng imdiately clicked confirm.
He knew clearly in his heart.
If he were to face a Foundation Establishnt Early Stage Cultivator.
With a Foundation Establishnt Stage Copper Corpse at his side, striking out suddenly—his odds of winning would shoot up!
The mont Lin Chang’sheng clicked confirm.
The spirit stones before him dropped by 200, while the 10 Level 9 Copper Corpses standing before him began to flash with light, rging together. As the radiance faded, an imposing, broad-shouldered middle-aged corpse puppet with a subtle yellow hue appeared right in front of Lin Chang’sheng.
This figure had dull eyes, a lifeless stare, bulging muscles on both arms, his body looking like steel cast and iron forged, brimming with raw power.
A fierce Evil Qi radiated from his entire body!
"So... this is the Copper Corpse?"
Staring at the newly fused Copper Corpse, Lin Chang’sheng’s eyes lit up with anticipation.
"Puppet Refining Technique!"
Lin Chang’sheng waved his hand, casting a spell, while his Divine Sense reached out, enveloping the Copper Corpse, entering its brow.
Lin Chang’sheng discovered.
The Copper Corpse’s brow was like a foggy sea with no boundaries, inside it hovered a fist-sized white light sphere!
Lin Chang’sheng’s Divine Sense, following the Puppet Refining Technique’s manual, shrouded that white sphere and dove instantly within.
Inside the white sphere, he continually etched restrictions and imprints.
.......
Three days later.
Lin Chang’sheng opened his eyes, gazed at the Copper Corpse before him, expectant. He stretched out a finger pointing at the cave’s stone wall.
A glimr flashed in the Copper Corpse’s eyes. In a blur, it lashed out, punching both hands at the wall!
Thud!
The Copper Corpse’s hands sank straight into the solid stone like it was slicing through tofu!
"Slash!"
Lin Chang’sheng’s eyes flashed as he drew out an Upper Grade Magic Artifact Sword, slashing it at the Copper Corpse!
"Clang!"
A muffled bang!"
The Upper Grade Magic Artifact was flung away, bouncing into the cave’s ceiling!
Lin Chang’sheng looked over and found the Copper Corpse remained completely unhard!
"Go!"
With a thought, Lin Chang’sheng controlled the Copper Corpse to exit the cave and leap through the mountains at lightning speed, charging directly through everything in its path—one massive tree was kicked clean in half, just explosive power!
Lin Chang’sheng’s Divine Sense controlled the Copper Corpse, growing ever more coordinated, almost like his own limbs!
The only downside—the drain on his Divine Sense was huge!
After all, it was multitasking.
"No wonder they call it a Copper Corpse!"
"Just the physical defense alone can withstand a blade from an Upper Grade Magic Artifact! This is a major trump card for ! If only I could get a Divine Consciousness Technique, that’d be even better!"
Lin Chang’sheng couldn’t hide his hope.
These ten Level 9 Iron Corpses had just fused into a Foundation Establishnt Copper Corpse.
If in the future, he got more Foundation Establishnt Copper Corpses, couldn’t he fuse them too—to make an even stronger Copper Corpse?
"If I want Copper Corpses, I’ll have to find disciples from the Corpse King Sect. Looks like I’ll need to plan carefully for what’s coming!"
Lin Chang’sheng thought secretly.
All this ti.
He’d had his panel, planning to lay low, not taking initiative, only wanting to cultivate quietly—and yet, living in this world, he’d inevitably cross paths and form grudges with other cultivators. One careless slip, bumping soone’s interests, and he could end up killed for it.
Now he’d co to realize.
If you want a long life—want true safety in cultivation—you have to take the initiative and make plans.
If you need sothing, figure out how to get it!
Obviously, the prerequisite is ensuring absolute safety first!
"And my Five Elents Pure Yang Technique is only a Qi Refining Cultivation Technique. I need to get a more powerful Foundation Establishnt Technique to fuse into the Five Elents Pure Yang, so my Foundation Establishnt Stage cultivation won’t fall short!"
"I’ll head back to my Elixir Shop, get things in order, then I need to make a move to the Great Cultivation City to start planning."
After so thought, Lin Chang’sheng set his sights on his post-Foundation Establishnt goals.
......
Liuyun Immortal Sect.
Sect Leader’s Hall.
Sect Leader Su Changkong sat squarely on the master seat.
Ji Ruyan, Li Jiantang, Liu Jinyan, Liao Bugui and over a dozen elders were all gathered.
"Fellow Elders, with less than ten years until the Righteous vs. Demonic War, our righteous cultivators actually lag behind demonic sects in combat technique and experience!"
"This ti, our sect and the Celestial Sword Immortal Sect, Yanyue Immortal Sect, Yin Yang Dao Sect, and Golden Talisman Immortal Sect have discussed: to quickly boost our righteous cultivators’ combat experience, we’ll open the Qi Refining Jade Spirit Secret Realm ahead of schedule!"
"Also, Foundation Establishnt cultivators may team up and leave the sect to hunt down Demonic Foundation Establishnt cultivators!"
Su Changkong said solemnly.
"Sect Leader, those demon pups are getting way too cocky! First we allowed them to advance a thousand miles, then ten thousand, now disciples of the Five Great Demon Sects are everywhere! Especially Corpse King Sect and Taiyin Island, Celestial Ghost Sect, they’re hunting our Southern Realm smaller sect disciples, loose cultivators and clan cultivators everywhere. Even our own sect disciples have been killed!"
"Demonic cultivators grow through constant battles, but our righteous sect cultivators seriously lack battle experience. We really ought to step up—no rain, no rainbow!"
"Sect Leader, what if the Demonic Golden Cores intervene?"
"......"
Hearing Su Changkong, the elders all chid in, a few with deep worries.
"The higher-ups have rules: before the Righteous-Demonic War, Golden Core and above are not allowed to intervene! If the demonic side moves their Golden Cores, our righteous sects will mobilize ours as well!"
Su Changkong said firmly.
"Good, let our Foundation Establishnt cultivators strike and smash the demonic sects’ arrogance!"
"Exactly, those demon pups never stay in the Demon Evil Sea—they’re always trying to invade our Southern Realm! Despicable!"
"........"
The elders were indignant.
"Notify all Foundation Establishnt cultivators in the sect: except those in seclusion or on secret missions, everyone else will form teams and leave to hunt Demonic Foundation Establishnt cultivators!"
"At the sa ti, Elder Li, Elder Ji, you’ll lead teams—Qi Refining 8th and 9th layer disciples will head to the Jade Spirit Secret Realm!"
Su Changkong ordered gravely.
"Understood, Sect Leader!"
"Yes sir!"
"Got it!"
"........"
The elders all cupped their hands and soared into the sky on their swords.
"Elder Ji, Elder Li, wait a mont."
Su Changkong called out.
"Sect Leader, what is it?"
Ji Ruyan furrowed her brows and halted, while Li Jiantang’s eyes flickered, waiting for the sect leader’s next words.
"When you set out for the Secret Realm, keep an eye out for Lin Chang’sheng too. If a cultivator obtains Heaven and Earth Qi, they can achieve Flawless Foundation Establishnt—their potential for growth is endless!"
Su Changkong spoke gravely.
He himself had benefited from Heaven and Earth Qi, so of course he knew its imnse value.
"Understood!"
"Yes!"
Li Jiantang and Ji Ruyan bowed, then turned and soared away on their swords.
Su Changkong watched Ji Ruyan rise into the sky, as if wanting to say sothing, but ultimately kept silent.
.......
Piaomiao Peak.
A small courtyard halfway up the mountain.
"Brother Lin, it’s already been a year—are you... alright?"
Gao Ziyue, dressed in purple, stood beneath the willow tree, looking at the distant sky, her beautiful eyes filled with deep worry.
"Brother Lin, I’m going to the Jade Spirit Secret Realm. I heard there are lots of spirit dicine opportunities inside!"
"They say there are even Foundation Establishnt Pill ingredients in there! If I can get a Foundation Establishnt Pill, I’ll definitely save one for you!"
Gao Ziyue murmured, then, as if rembering sothing, mumbled, "Oh right, you already got 8 strands of Heaven and Earth Qi... I heard that after refining them, you can reach Foundation Establishnt without needing a pill..."
Just then, a figure flashed, appearing above the courtyard. "Ziyue!"
"Master!"
Gao Ziyue hurriedly bowed.
"Co, follow to the Jade Spirit Secret Realm."
Ji Ruyan said sternly.
"Yes, Master!"
Gao Ziyue nodded.
........
Demon Evil Sea.
North side.
A vast, towering White Stone Mountain stood at the edge of the Demon Evil Sea.
Inside the mountain.
Its interior had been hollowed out and turned into a series of connected stone halls!
In one giant stone hall.
A bald, muscle-bound middle-aged man with a golden, strange tattoo on his brow and wearing a golden robe sat upright on the throne.
Below him, more than a dozen powerful, Evil Qi-filled middle-aged n and elders.
Their robes were all embroidered with a pale little coffin!
"Elders, our sect has just t with the Celestial Ghost Sect, Yin Yang Hall, Taiyin Island, and Celestial Demon Sect sect leaders. Righteous and Demonic have agreed: in ten years, the final battle. Now, there’s less than ten years left!"
"Our magicians—mainly disciples from the five Demon Evil Sea sects—have already infiltrated the Southern Domain Cultivation Realm! Laying the foundation for our eventual takeover!"
"Thanks to deals between high-levels of the righteous and Demon Evil Sea sides, it’s agreed: Qi Refining and Foundation Establishnt cultivators can slaughter each other. Golden Core Stage and above—hands off!"
"From now on, every Corpse King Sect cultivator at Qi Refining and Foundation Establishnt Stage can go out searching for suitable corpse puppets as they please!"
The bald, golden-robed man spoke gravely.
This was Corps King Sect’s Sect Leader, Nie Buping!
"Sect Leader, looks like the righteous side really suffered this round!"
"Excellent!"
"Those righteous brats are like hothouse flowers—they’re no match at all for our hardened demonic disciples!"
"........"
Upon hearing this, Corpse King Sect’s elders all bead with joy.
They knew full well.
When it cos to Low Tier Cultivators, relatively speaking—
The Corpse King Sect had the advantage.
Because, their disciples not only had their own cultivation, but could also practice corpse refining—giving them a huge extra helper!
Two against one—the righteous at the sa realm are no match at all!
........
Celestial Lake City.
Lin Chang’sheng returned to the West Garden Elixir Shop.
"Haven’t been back in so long—there’s dust everywhere!"
Lin Chang’sheng looked around his shop, but at this mont, he felt genuinely happy—his cultivation had reached Foundation Establishnt, he had the Spiritual Artifact Immortal Slaying Saber, and a Foundation Establishnt Copper Corpse!
His strength had exploded upward!
"Now, I’ll head to Giant Whale City, open an Elixir Shop, then refine Foundation Establishnt Yuan Condensing Pills to boost my cultivation experience, plus collect more Foundation Establishnt Techniques and Magics to fuse into my technique!"
Lin Chang’sheng made up his mind—he’d tidy up the elixir shop, inform the Wang and Jiang families, and then make his way to the bigger Cultivation City: Giant Whale City.
His cultivation level was still disguised as Qi Refining Eighth Layer.
"Alchemist Zhang, you’re finally back!"
Just then, a voice sounded.
"You are?"
Lin Chang’sheng turned to see a gray-robed old man.
"Alchemist Zhang, I’m the steward of the Dugu Family, Dugu Yu. Patriarch personally sent to invite you to co discuss a major matter!"
The gray-robed old man cupped his hands at Lin Chang’sheng.
"I don’t think I’ve had any dealings with your Dugu Family, have I? What’s this about?"
Lin Chang’sheng frowned slightly and asked.
"I wouldn’t know, Alchemist Zhang. Do you have ti to co with now?"
The old man’s gaze flickered as he replied.
"I’ve never dealt with your Dugu Family. If you want sothing, have your Patriarch co here to talk."
Lin Chang’sheng said coolly.
"Since Alchemist Zhang insists, I’ll report to the Patriarch. He’ll co visit you himself for a talk!"
The gray-robed old man heard Lin Chang’sheng’s words, his expression a bit dark, but said no more, turning to leave without even bothering with a parting bow.
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