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The Demonic Cultivator In Zombie World-Chapter 339: The Last One of Extreme Yin Cave
The inscription on Liu Zhenxiong's tombstone had possessed a certain chaotic, ghostly beauty, much like an ancient script. Chu Xuan decided to re-engrave one for him as well.
"Extreme Yin Cave, Foundation Establishment Disciple Liu Zhenxiong's Tomb. — Junior Brother Chu Xuan."
Chu Xuan stood before the two graves, his expression tinged with a touch of melancholy.
Cultivating immortality—ultimately, it wasn't about severing one's emotions or desires. Even immortals, after all, must experience feelings and desires.
Wan Wuying's failed attempt at breaking through to Nascent Soul and his subsequent death had evoked a sense of sorrow in Chu Xuan. To claim that he felt nothing would be impossible.
"Senior Brother, now Master has come to join you. Our Extreme Yin Cave lineage... it seems I am the only one left. No, wait... there was also that little junior sister."
Suddenly, Chu Xuan recalled Li Xiaoman.
She was a descendant of the Corpse Puppet Sect, taken in by Wan Wuying as a disciple. Their time together had been brief. After the fall of the Heavenly Seal Sect, the Extreme Yin Cave was destroyed, and Li Xiaoman disappeared without a trace. The last time they met... was the last time.
At that moment, Chu Xuan's divine sense, which was ever-expanding, detected the approach of a figure riding a flying artifact.
"Ah?"
Chu Xuan immediately activated his concealment technique, standing silently at the side. The figure's flying magic tool was nothing exceptional, and it took a while before it finally landed atop the peak.
After the figure touched down, Chu Xuan swept his divine sense across, identifying the person as a youthful male cultivator with fair skin and a bright smile. His cultivation was at the Foundation Establishment stage, nearing its later stages. His Spiritual Qi was solid, though his spiritual root remained unknown.
The young man took a jar of wine from his bag and approached Liu Zhenxiong's tomb. But upon noticing the unexpected presence of a second tomb, he was caught off guard.
"Ah? I come to pay respects every year, but I've never seen two tombs before!"
He leaned in for a closer look at the tombstone and was stunned.
"Extreme Yin Cave Golden Core Ancestor Wan Wuying's Tomb???"
Wasn't that the master his mother had mentioned?
A mighty Golden Core cultivator had actually fallen?
"Disciple Chu Xuan... Mother said this was a senior brother…"
The young man scratched his head, too perplexed to continue thinking further.
"Uncle Master Liu, I brought you a jar of wine, but this time I can only offer you half of it."
The young man casually poured the wine, then walked over to Wan Wuying's tomb, bowing with respect. "I, Li Qingshan, pay my respects to Master Ancestor."
After a self-deprecating smile, he continued, "But it seems the only one left of the Extreme Yin Cave lineage is me."
Finishing the remaining half of the wine, Li Qingshan cast a spell to clear the weeds around the graves, preparing to leave. However, just as he turned around, he was shocked to see a black-clad cultivator standing behind him!
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A quick scan revealed that he couldn't detect any trace of Qi.
Li Qingshan's expression shifted drastically. He slammed a bag meant for preserving corpses and four streaks of black light shot out, forming four corpse generals that immediately surrounded him for protection.
In a swift motion, Li Qingshan also summoned three defensive magic tools, while clutching a talisman in his hand. His voice was filled with wariness as he growled, "Fellow Daoist, what are you doing sneaking up behind me?"
Chu Xuan watched him with amusement.
This Li Qingshan was intriguing. Though he was only a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he was able to control four corpse puppets and three magic tools at the same time. This showed that his soul was remarkably strong. And he also had impressive skills in corpse cultivation. The fact that he immediately took defensive measures upon sensing danger only made Chu Xuan more intrigued.
"Young man, do you know who I am?" Chu Xuan asked with a smile.
Li Qingshan's eyes darted around, "Are you a former acquaintance of the Extreme Yin Cave?"
While speaking, he subtly began to retreat.
"My mother is Li Xiaoman. She told me that only Chu Xuan and Xu Ming's whereabouts were unknown from the senior brothers of Extreme Yin Cave. Xu Ming... Uncle Master Xu went to the Ghost Palace and never returned. Chu Xuan... Uncle Master Chu suddenly disappeared one day without a trace. Who are you?"
Just as Chu Xuan was about to speak, Li Qingshan suddenly activated a talisman and fled like lightning! The four corpse puppets immediately charged toward him.
Chu Xuan chuckled to himself.
What a clever kid. Indeed, he had inherited Li Xiaoman's teachings well.
In the blink of an eye, Chu Xuan reappeared in front of Li Qingshan.
The sudden appearance of this figure startled Li Qingshan so much that he almost fell off his flying magic tool.
"Y-you...!"
Li Qingshan was dumbstruck.
Such a skill could only belong to someone far beyond a Foundation Establishment cultivator!
Chu Xuan reached out and grabbed the collar of his robes, pulling him back to the mountain peak, where Wan Wuying and Liu Zhenxiong's tombs stood.
"I am your Uncle Master Chu. The last one of Extreme Yin Cave."
Chu Xuan spoke calmly.
Li Qingshan was struck speechless. "Uncle Master Chu?!"
Chu Xuan gave a soft smile. "Why did you run?"
Li Qingshan awkwardly chuckled. "My mother always told me to be highly cautious, even when meeting old acquaintances from Extreme Yin Cave. Among demonic cultivators, a knife in the back is inevitable. Those from Extreme Yin Cave might use old ties to deceive me and strike when I'm unprepared."
Chu Xuan couldn't help but laugh softly.
Li Xiaoman, ah, Li Xiaoman. Truly, she was the perfect heir to the Corpse Puppet Sect.
He casually asked, "How is your mother? What has become of her?"
Li Qingshan pressed down his surprise and responded in a low voice, "The Third Elder of South Wilderness Palace coveted the treasure my mother possessed, and injured her. She passed away early. I wanted to bury her, but the Third Elder discovered me. As for her body... I couldn't bring her back. That man turned her into a corpse puppet…"
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At these words, Li Qingshan clenched his fists tightly.
Chu Xuan immediately frowned.
No matter what, she had once been his junior sister. To think she was turned into a corpse puppet...
"Do you want revenge?" Chu Xuan suddenly asked.
Li Qingshan froze. "Revenge? But that Third Elder is a Golden Core cultivator..."
Before he could finish, Chu Xuan had already grabbed him by the collar and tossed him onto the Flying Mirror, heading straight for South Wilderness Palace.
...
The southern shores of Myriad Islands Lake. The newly established South Wilderness Palace stood here. To the north lay the vast expanse of Myriad Islands Lake, dotted with countless islands. To the south, the land stretched far, forming the boundless territory of South Wilderness.
When Chu Xuan arrived above South Wilderness Palace, it immediately alerted a number of cultivators.
"Who goes there? Do you not know this is the gate of South Wilderness Palace?"
Golden Core cultivators stationed as sentries immediately ascended into the air, warning.
Chu Xuan tossed a token into the air. "Tell your Palace Master to come out with the Third Elder."
The Golden Core cultivator glanced at the token and nearly fell from mid-air. He felt as though he were holding not a token, but a burning hot iron brand!
"Y-yes, yes! I'll go right away!"
With a whoosh, he sped towards the main hall, using the fastest speed he had ever mustered. The surrounding South Wilderness cultivators were baffled.
Who was this person? Why did the Second Elder appear so frightened?
Moments later, the Palace Master of South Wilderness Palace appeared with the Third Elder.
Ever since Chu Xuan had taken control of the Heavenly Infinite Sect, he had changed the rules of Mystic Azure.
Whenever a Nascent Soul cultivator appeared in any sect across the Mystic Azure star, they were required to come to the Heavenly Infinite Sect within a year. No lower-ranked sect was allowed to keep a Nascent Soul cultivator. Failure to comply would result in punishment from the Heavenly Infinite Sect. Thus, the Palace Master of South Wilderness Palace was merely a Golden Core cultivator.