Corpse Burier: I Can Nourish Corpse

Zhao Hongtu was taken aback.

"I wonder what the senior wants to take from that girl?"

That girl, Zhao Ming, was clever and mischievous, and he was quite fond of her. Her cultivation aptitude was also outstanding, and with the Zhao Family’s foundation, her potential to achieve Golden Core in the future was quite high. So when he heard that she might not achieve it, he was a bit hesitant.

He could accept the girl becoming a concubine, or maybe a named disciple, or even serving as a servant beside a Golden Core cultivator.

He didn’t want to see that girl’s path in cultivation cut off.

However, after asking, Zhao Hongtu immediately realized he had no qualification to question.

"Forgive me, Master He, this junior acted out of affection for that girl... momentarily losing my composure."

Wen Jiu didn’t mind, "No matter. But what she will be taken is something I cannot reveal to you. You just need to know that even if you prepare Core Formation Spiritual Objects and complete resources for her, her chances of reaching Core Formation are still minimal."

"For that girl to be by Master He’s side is already a tremendous blessing, how could she dare ask for more? But..."

Zhao Hongtu struggled internally, not daring to speak further.

He truly couldn’t bear to see Zhao Ming’s path in cultivation cut off.

Beside him, Wuxinming was about to speak but was interrupted by Wen Jiu, "Everything depends on her own thoughts. If she doesn’t want to, so be it."

The Innate Fate Derivation Object is indeed good, but it’s not irreplaceable. Thus, Wen Jiu was not willing to deliberately harm a little girl for such an item. Of course, the most crucial thing was that there was a substitute available.

If there was no substitute, Wen Jiu wasn’t sure if he would act senselessly.

After all, innate objects are indeed rare encounters.

"Thank you, Master He!"

Zhao Hongtu bowed respectfully, full of gratitude.

...

Soon after.

Wen Jiu attended the banquet, taking a few sips of wine, and left a message saying they could reach out to him anytime if they needed something in the future.

Of course.

That’s just what he said.

He wouldn’t take it seriously.

If the Zhao Family actually came to him for every matter, he’d be too lazy to even meet them.

After getting what he wanted, Wuxinming saw Wen Jiu out of the hall. Wen Jiu then took that little girl Zhao Ming to a forest nearby, set up a sound insulation barrier, and informed her of the consequences of following him. "I promised Zhao Hongtu I wouldn’t force you if you didn’t want to come with me... It’s entirely up to you."

"Senior, you’re handsome, elegant, personable, with excellent cultivation skills. Zhao Ming is surely willing to follow you, even if not as a direct disciple, becoming an ordinary disciple will do, or even just serving tea and water," Zhao Ming nodded without hesitation.

But Wen Jiu could see a trace of hesitation in her smile; clearly, she also pondered over the pros and cons.

But ultimately, for the Zhao Family.

She chose to erase her hesitation.

"This girl seems lively and young, but her heart is more delicate than many and she understands the balance of pros and cons," Wen Jiu thought to himself, secretly admiring her. Making such a girl his first disciple wasn’t a bad idea.

Wen Jiu spoke again, "Do you have any family you need to bid farewell to? You have a quarter of an hour."

"Thank you, Master, I wish Master an eternal path of immortality and overflowing fortune," Zhao Ming complimented him and then ran off.

A quarter of an hour later.

Wen Jiu took Zhao Ming and vanished like a startled swan.

Wuxinming returned to the main hall, indulging in the singing and dancing, enjoying the company of beauties on both sides, thoroughly entertained.

He was very happy.

All the plans succeeded.

The Zhao Family was in his grasp.

He Jiu also owed him a significant favor.

Zhao Ming was also accepted as his disciple, binding the Zhao Family to He Jiu forever.

Everything was so perfect.

Everything went so smoothly.

...

Several days later.

Wen Jiu brought Zhao Ming back to Donghua Immortal City, finding a side room in Hua Mansion for her to stay in.

"From now on, your task is simply to tidy up the courtyard. No need to do anything else, and there’s no need for you to serve tea or water. Don’t disturb me without cause," Wen Jiu reminded her before returning inside to continue cultivating the corpse concealing elixir.

Zhao Ming nodded obediently, her movements like a pecking chick.

Once Wen Jiu left, Zhao Ming couldn’t help but look around, her initially nervous heart calming. When she heard her master was a corpse cultivator, she had been tense all the way.

But seeing that her master, upon returning to East Pole Immortal City, didn’t cause chaos and only asked her to cultivate, she let out a big breath of relief.

"Then let’s start with tidying up the yard." Zhao Ming eagerly began to clean the courtyard, organizing flower beds, fish ponds, etc. However, shortly after starting, she felt a shiver.

Because it was cold.

Even with the array isolating it, the corpse concealing elixir and Nine Nether Qi still caused the temperature of Hua Mansion to drop significantly.

Drop to a level that a Seventh-Layer Qi Cultivation cultivator could hardly bear.

The fish pond, which had just been cleaned, turned into ice blocks in no time.

She finally understood.

Why there were no longer any fish in the pond.

"Master truly is worthy of being a corpse cultivator!" She exclaimed, before hurriedly returning inside to warm up, not daring to step outside again.

When Wen Jiu came out of his room at dusk and sensed Zhao Ming shivering, he couldn’t help but chuckle softly.

"Living alone for so long, I forgot there was someone else." Wen Jiu immediately took out a piece of magical armor from his storage bag.

Tier Two Lower Grade.

For Zhao Ming, it was a treasure.

But for Wen Jiu, it was something he could take or leave.

Wouldn’t fetch much if sold.

"Put on this armor," Wen Jiu said as he pushed the door open, tossing the armor over.

Zhao Ming caught it happily, "Master, you’re the best! There’s not another corpse cultivator like you in this world, unique and unparalleled, unrivaled and peerless..."

"That’s enough."

Wen Jiu was speechless.

Where did this girl learn such a set of phrases?

"Hehe." Zhao Ming grinned, then asked, "Master, you said you would take something from me when I establish my Foundation. What exactly is it? Can I give it to you in advance?"