Corpse Burier: I Can Nourish Corpse-Chapter 41: Enormous Gains

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Wen Jiu followed many Night Patrol Department disciples into the tunnel.

As soon as he landed, the thick blood-tinged air mixed with death energy rushed toward him. For ordinary Qi Refining Cultivators, it was suffocating, making it hard to breathe, but for Wen Jiu, this was heaven.

Every breath of blood-tinged air brought a sense of joy.

As if he was standing in the midst of a vast grassland.

Wen Jiu glanced at the Black Corpse beside him, which was eagerly jumping around, drawing the attention of others.

There was no helping it.

Wen Jiu could only hold it down.

Stop jumping!

There will be food for you later!

Following this, Wen Jiu followed the gaze of the crowd forward, seeing a blood-red tunnel that seemed endless, one zhang wide and one zhang high, with claw marks from demonic beasts on both sides.

After going a hundred zhang inside, they gradually began to see the corpses of Blood Robe Tower remnants, finding thirty to fifty bodies within just about thirty zhang.

Seeing the Blood Robe Tower remnants lying in pools of blood, the expressions of the Night Patrol Department disciples gradually turned grimmer.

And more solemn.

Walking at the end, Wen Jiu watched this scene, his heart itching.

Blood!

The blood of cultivators!

How wasteful it would be not to absorb it all to nourish corpses?

Thinking this, Wen Jiu slowed his pace on purpose, lingering at the back, allowing the Black Corpse to start absorbing the pools of blood.

Some Night Patrol Department disciples noticed this, their expressions rather complex, even showing a trace of disgust, but knowing that Wen Jiu was Mu Canglong and Steward Liu’s man, they dared not say anything.

However, they couldn’t help but quicken their pace, intending to leave Wen Jiu behind.

Wen Jiu simply stopped.

After the others had gone far, he took out the Corpse Eye and began absorbing the blood with abandon, draining it all within a hundred breaths.

The amount of blood absorbed was comparable to absorbing blood qi for a half-hour in the Corpse Remains Death Land’s central area.

And it had to be from someone who had just died.

Yet as he proceeded forward, the Night Patrol Department disciples were nowhere to be seen, only seven or eight branching paths lay ahead.

At the crossroads, there were corpses of Blood Robe Tower remnants and Feixian Peak disciples, all collected by Wen Jiu.

Subsequently, he headed down the leftmost path—because he sensed that it was this path from which the blood qi was emanating. Although the other paths also had traces of blood qi, only this path poured out death energy continuously.

Death energy.

Something to enhance Yinzhou Corpse Nourishing Technique.

Wen Jiu naturally didn’t intend to miss it.

After advancing a thousand steps, he discovered more corpses of Blood Robe Tower remnants, but not many.

After absorbing them, a dozen new paths appeared, yet Wen Jiu continued toward the source of the death energy.

Moving further, the tunnel gradually narrowed, allowing only one or two people to pass simultaneously, and he no longer saw corpses of Blood Robe Tower remnants, but often came across the horrifying bodies of Feixian Peak disciples.

Some appeared to have been bitten by something, bodies decaying.

Some were directly torn apart by something, worse off than Chen Feng.

After their complete absorption, Wen Jiu proceeded further, and after a small quarter-hour, the surroundings became extremely quiet, only the howling of the yin wind could be heard, yet the concentration of blood qi and death energy grew ever denser.

At this moment.

The concentration of blood qi was already several times higher than the central area of Corpse Remains Land of Death!

With anticipation, Wen Jiu hurried forward, remaining vigilant for dangers that might emerge from various branch paths around.

And so.

After navigating seven to eight more paths, Wen Jiu reached a wall, finding a large crack in it.

The concentrated blood qi and death energy were leaking out from there.

Upon closer inspection of the origin of the crack, Wen Jiu saw it was likely the result of a magical artifact hitting it, but from inside rather than outside. For safety, Wen Jiu immediately used the Three Rivers Ghost Concealment.

Silently approaching the crack, he heard sounds of activity beyond it, as if someone was moving things.

Upon focusing his gaze.

It was precisely three remnants of the Blood Robe Tower.

But all at Qi Cultivation Third Layer.

Their strength was not to be underestimated.

Looking down, Wen Jiu’s expression suddenly hardened—a massive Blood Pool was unexpectedly in the center of the stone chamber.

Blood boiled within, the leaking blood qi and death energy merely a fraction of what was inside the stone chamber.

Just one glance amplified Wen Jiu’s desire infinitely; the blood qi of Corpse Remains Death Land couldn’t compare to this. If he could absorb the entire pool of blood, it was hard to fathom how strong the Black Corpse could become.

And what realm the contained death energy could allow him to reach.

"What on earth do these Blood Robe Tower remnants intend to do, accumulating such a vast amount of blood essence..."

"How many people did they kill?"

Wen Jiu was secretly astonished.

Prepared to use Blood Corpse Escape to enter once the three left, he hadn’t expected the three to finish tidying up and then take out three vial-like magical artifacts to begin collecting the blood in the pool, seemingly intending to take it all.

Wen Jiu paused.

Don’t move!

That’s mine!

Without time to think, Wen Jiu decisively had the Black Corpse fiercely break through the crack, boldly charging into the stone chamber, targeting the nearest Blood Robe Tower remnant with the fastest speed of Three Rivers Ghost Concealment.

Bang—

The crack exploded.

As the three lifted their heads, the Black Corpse had already reached one of them.

His expression changed drastically, unable to put away the vial in time, and in his panic, he drew a magical artifact to defend, but the speed of the Black Corpse enhanced by Three Rivers Ghost Concealment was too swift, and it collided solidly with him.

Talon pierced through the body.

He was also torn apart on the spot by the Black Corpse.

"Ghost!"

"How can there be a ghost!"

The remaining two’s expressions changed drastically, hurriedly putting away their vial-like artifacts, then wielding their magical artifacts and activating talismans, attacking the Black Corpse while retreating. Meanwhile, Wen Jiu quickly circled behind, deploying the Corpse Eye, and unleashed a surge of stored Yin Technique.

In an instant, the Corpse Eye emitted a surging gray wave of Yin Technique, engulfing the two completely.

In an instant.

The activated talismans were obliterated by the Corpse Eye, and the two’s bodies began rapidly to rot and wither, blood continuously gushing from their skin—so tragic it made Wen Jiu somewhat uneasy.

But in just three breaths, after all the Yin Techniques poured out, the two had turned into a mess of decayed blood and mud.

"This..."

Despite the surprisingly powerful lethality of the Corpse Eye laden with law.

Nonetheless, this manner of killing was very unsettling.

More terrifying than the Blood Robe Tower remnants’ way of killing; if seen, wouldn’t people call him a Blood Robe Tower remnant?

This is truly...

Helpless.

And melancholic.

Putting away his thoughts, Wen Jiu urgently ordered Corpse Eye and Black Corpse to start madly absorbing the vast essence from the Blood Pool.

Just a hundred breaths.

Equivalent to drawing blood for a whole day in the central area of the Corpse Remains Death Land.

Quarter of an hour.

Black Corpse couldn’t absorb anymore.

The capacity of the Blood Transformation Body had reached its limit, but Black Corpse still wanted to absorb, so Wen Jiu directly dragged it out.

He feared Black Corpse might burst.

Fortunately, Corpse Eye could still absorb.

Simultaneously, Wen Jiu picked up those three bottled magical artifacts, controlling four artifacts at once to absorb blood.

To be frank, controlling four artifacts simultaneously was something he wouldn’t dare think about usually; his Divine Sense felt torn.

But Wen Jiu gritted his teeth and persevered.

The longer he endured, the more essence he gained.

A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Wen Jiu didn’t want to miss it!

However.

Just as he persisted for a quarter of an hour.

Wen Jiu suddenly sensed someone rapidly approaching, the aura belonging to that Blood Robe Tower expert battling with Feixian Peak’s Peak Master.

Closely following were the Feixian Peak Peak Master and several other experts.

"I really..."

Despite his reluctance and unwillingness, Wen Jiu could only immediately halt and then escape through the crack.

Damn it!

He’d only absorbed half of the blood essence in the Blood Pool!

Just half.

And just a few breaths after escaping the crack, Wen Jiu heard a voice, belonging to that Blood Robe Tower expert.

"Ji Qiubai, stop running... your body has been completely corroded by my Ender Poison, nearing collapse."

Wen Jiu hurriedly activated Three Rivers Ghost Concealment again.

Unwilling to move further.

Not even daring to breathe.

"Has the Peak Master been defeated?!" Wen Jiu was inwardly shocked.

Then he heard Feixian Peak Peak Master Ji Qiubai speak coldly, his voice increasingly weak, "I didn’t expect your Blood Robe Tower to have buried so many plots... even among our Feixian Peak Elders, there are your people..."

Hearing these words.

Wen Jiu’s heart skipped a beat.

It’s over.

He had heard something he shouldn’t have.

Suddenly.

A familiar voice abruptly appeared, full of coldness, "What you didn’t expect is just right."

Upon hearing this voice, Wen Jiu felt a buzzing sound, as a once-seen face flashed before his eyes, but he didn’t dare confirm. Because if it was, it would be too unbelievable.

Soon.

Wen Jiu heard a thud.

That was the sound of Ji Qiubai falling.

After Ji Qiubai fell, three laughs suddenly emerged.

Wen Jiu was startled.

There was yet another person!

Feixian Peak had another elder traitor?

But at this point, that familiar voice suddenly sounded, "A battle just occurred here... and half of the blood essence from the Blood Pool is gone! No, someone was stealing essence here just now!"

Upon saying this.

The Blood Robe Tower expert instantly cast his gaze toward the nearby crack.

"There!"

This voice appeared.

Wen Jiu was greatly alarmed, urgently activating Blood Corpse Escape, instantly arriving five miles away in a stone cave.

Even though he couldn’t hear any movement behind, Wen Jiu continued with Blood Corpse Escape back to the Corpse Qi Mark.

After leaving the cave.

Wen Jiu plopped down on the ground.

Feeling cold sweat stream down his back.

Almost got caught!

"Luckily I have Blood Corpse Escape!" Wen Jiu secretly rejoiced, the regret of absorbing only half the Blood Pool fading.

...

Meanwhile.

The Blood Robe Tower expert rushed out of the crack, looking around with glaring eyes, sweeping his Divine Sense frantically around.

Also tossing out a Yin Talisman.

But he caught nothing.

Then returned to the cave.

"Escaped quickly, and no aura can be captured!" The Blood Robe Tower expert’s expression was somewhat grim.

What they said earlier was likely overheard by him.

If this spreads...

"It’s a Ghost Cultivator... and this aura is somewhat familiar... seemed to have appeared in Feixian Peak before..." The elder with robe-covered face knelt down slowly, carefully sensing the ripped corpse.

"How did you know?"

"Someone once used our name to kill at Feixian Peak, I secretly went to the scene."

"Then leave him to you! You must find him out, this guy stole half of the essence accumulated for the Alliance Leader, forcing us to kill fifty thousand more mortals... Find him out, to save us from risking city slaughter again."

"Alright."

The elder answered coldly.

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