Corpse Burier: I Can Nourish Corpse

Just one step.

"Tier Three High-grade, Spatial Artifact." At a glance, Wen Jiu could not help but marvel at Nangong Huan’s grand gesture.

A Tier Three High-grade Five Elements or Yin Five Elements Magical Artifact is already extremely rare. Otherwise, sects with millennia of heritage like Master of Many Evils’ could at least afford to acquire a Tier Three High-grade artifact. Even if their Divine Souls can’t control it, it’s not like there are no passive Defensive Spiritual Artifacts available,

yet the Lu Family, Qi Family, and even the Brute Puppet Sect don’t possess such a Tier Three High-grade artifact.

And yet, Nangong Huan has something even rarer—a Spatial Treasure.

However, compared to the Inorganic Hidden Spirit Puppet, the value of this Spatial Treasure is slightly lower. Although their values cannot be compared directly, their rarity is on par.

"Fellow Daoist, would you like to come in and chat?"

Nangong Huan had already taken out the Spirit Tea, its fragrance permeating the air, showing its extraordinary quality.

Deng Lai also stepped inside, his reverence for the East Spring Undying Bone having significantly weakened at this moment.

Only a Divine General could do this.

What about killing Master of Many Evils or annihilating the Brute Puppet Sect?

If you dare not even enter, you can’t compare to a Divine General, illustrating the significant gap.

Just as Deng Lai became dismissive, Wen Jiu, controlling the East Spring Undying Bone, decisively spoke, "I am a Corpse Cultivator, nourished by blood, savoring the wicked; I never touch Spirit Tea as its aroma is foul to me. Our paths differ; let us not interfere with each other. Do not disturb me for trivialities, nor bother for anything significant."

Having said this,

Wen Jiu controlled the East Spring Undying Bone to leave.

What a joke.

A Top-grade Spatial Treasure, just because you invite me, should I just enter?

Deng Lai was taken aback.

Nangong Huan also had a momentary change in expression, not expecting the other party to refuse entry under this pretext.

Afraid I might harm him?

"No need to worry, Fellow Daoist. This mountain pavilion painting has indeed captured many Heterodox Golden Core cultivators over a hundred years, even enchanting Upper Realm Demon Cultivators. Once inside the painting’s world, even a Tier Three Upper Realm Golden Core Body Cultivator would be refined by its divine aura and Spiritual Qi within a month... But for Fellow Daoist, I won’t act nor harbor any killing intent." Nangong Huan raised his hand, and the mountain pavilion suddenly appeared beneath the East Spring Undying Bone’s feet.

The East Spring Undying Bone retreated but couldn’t break free, already inside the mountain pavilion painting, its Divine Sense stretching thousands of miles before finding an end. This made Wen Jiu deeply realize that the man wasn’t bluffing.

"It seems my decision to stay low-key in Donghua Immortal City is wise. If just one Nangong Huan is like this, the late-stage Golden Core Cultivators from East Splendor Divine Palace must have even more tricks up their sleeves."

Wen Jiu secretly rejoiced, continuing to explore the mountain pavilion painting, and indeed sensed a very special Spiritual Qi, hidden among the mountains and water in the painting, around the ancient pavilion.

Seemingly born of the mountains and nurtured by the ancient pavilion, the divine aura carried the freshness of rivers and mountains and the ancient charm of the pavilion, quite marvelous and unique.

Just as Wen Jiu was astonished, Nangong Huan’s expression changed drastically, and his gaze at the East Spring Undying Bone was filled with shock and bewilderment.

He, who seemed calm and proud moments ago, suddenly stood, raised his hand, and bowed, "Forgive me, Fellow Daoist, for I failed to recognize Mount Tai. My apologies."

Deng Lai was startled by Nangong Huan’s sudden change in attitude, seeing his embarrassment, quickly clasped his fists and bowed too. As for Wen Jiu, he was not surprised; Nangong Huan must have discerned the true form of the East Spring Undying Bone. With the soul memories of Zang Qianjian and others, Wen Jiu was well aware of the difficulty of cultivating an External Golden Core; throughout the West Mountain Floating Domain, none have succeeded yet.

"I said I wouldn’t enter... You found out?" Wen Jiu, controlling the East Spring Undying Bone, spoke indifferently.

Nangong Huan nodded, the pride in his eyes replaced by sufficient respect, "Please take a seat, Fellow Daoist. I have stayed too long in the northern part of the West Mountain Floating Domain, so long I forgot the vastness of the Heaven-Reaching River. Your External Golden Core can rival mine; it’s truly admirable. With you guarding, the Lu Family is bound to replace Qi Guang Sect and Longteng Family to become the number one power in the West!"

"Enough small talk; what is it you want from me, Fellow Daoist Nangong? Are you here to hold me accountable for the Cold Pond Mist Valley and Qi Mountain incidents?"

Wen Jiu, controlling the East Spring Undying Bone, kept his eyes on Nangong Huan while glancing at Deng Lai.

Now it’s my turn.

Since you spotted the truth, it’s time to put some pressure on you.

"Dare not, dare not. Qi Mountain and Cold Pond Mist Valley are your cultivation lands. I wouldn’t dare to encroach. Today, I call on you merely to apologize sincerely. Forgive my offense." Nangong Huan exhaled deeply and drew out a piece of human-shaped white jade from his storage bag.

The jade was warm and radiant, imbued with Spiritual Qi, evidently a high-quality piece, a glance telling it’s a Tier Three High-grade item.

Tier Three High-grade items are rare and invaluable, casually priced at at least half a million Middle-grade Spirit Stones; one or two could bankrupt an ordinary Golden Core cultivator. Yet Wen Jiu didn’t care about its worth.

To him, it was a useless item; what difference does a Tier Three High-grade make? The annihilation of the Brute Puppet Sect was worth twenty, even thirty times that of this jade. Of course, Wen Jiu wouldn’t mind deepening his reserves.

But upon closely examining the human figure on the jade, Wen Jiu sensed a rather extraordinary aura. The figure was solemn, vivid as life, an engraving only his Divine Sense could penetrate. Still, Wen Jiu felt something was amiss.

"The figure is that of the Celestial Profound Calamity True Monarch from the righteous sect, bestowed by the True Monarch himself. If worshipped daily, upon reaching a certain total quantity, one can receive the True Monarch’s Golden Core Secret Technique," Nangong Huan explained. But to Wen Jiu’s ears, it sounded peculiar.

Is this an apology gift?

Isn’t it gifting a superior?

And I’m supposed to worship it daily.

What a joke.

Hence, Wen Jiu did not accept it.

Nangong Huan added, "Although you follow the Heterodox Dao, to the True Monarch, both Heterodox and Righteous Dao are just paths. The techniques transmitted can be cultivated by both; rest assured, Fellow Daoist."

"Kindly use such ’good stuff’ yourself." Wen Jiu decisively declined Nangong Huan’s offer.

But upon reconsideration, something felt off.

Would Nangong Huan really give such an obviously strange item to him like a fool?

He probably means no harm; after all, they are of the same level. It wouldn’t be possible to scheme anything sinister immediately. The likeliest scenario is that within Nangong Huan’s circle, this item is popular, and indeed some people worship the Celestial Profound Calamity True Monarch’s image to receive powerful Golden Core Secret Techniques.

But just based on its description, it still seemed off, akin to how there wasn’t anything fun left behind by the Blood Phoenix Demon Monarch.

All were traps.

It’s just he was lucky; otherwise, he would have counted Spirit Stones for them after selling.

"Speak plainly, without beating around the bush," Wen Jiu frankly said, not further engaging in idle talk with Nangong Huan.

Seeing the East Spring Undying Bone steadfastly refusing, Nangong Huan had no choice but to relent, "Forgive me, Fellow Daoist. However, the primary reason for my visit today remains the Cold Pond Mist Valley and Qi Mountain. Surely by now you are aware of the disturbances within the Celestial Yin Mountain Range. Any Golden Core Spirit Suppressing General entering goes missing, and the entire core region of the Celestial Yin Mountain Range is permeated with an eerie aura, unsettling indeed."

"What’s that got to do with me? The anomaly is within the core region of the Celestial Yin Mountain Range, which is the territory of demons. They should be the ones worried, not me." Wen Jiu deliberately made the East Spring Undying Bone feign nonchalance.

Yet he soon employed the Corpse Fate Technique to divine the fortunes of agreeing or refusing to involve himself with Nangong Huan.

The result was surprising to Wen Jiu.

Not agreeing.

Minor auspiciousness.

Safe and steady, yet no gains.

Agreeing.

It wavered between fortune and misfortune.

Analyzing the divination’s outcome with the Life Plate, the answer suggested that if handled properly, it would be auspicious; if delved too deeply, it would turn ominous.

"What do you intend to do with Cold Pond Mist Valley and Qi Mountain?" Wen Jiu neither hastily refused nor agreed.

"It’s related to the Spirit Suppressing General’s confidential mission. It’s better for you not to know. But should you agree to assist, I, Nangong Huan, will owe you a favor," Nangong Huan solemnly stated.

"If so, let’s discuss it another day."

Wen Jiu controlled the East Spring Undying Bone and rose to leave.

Nangong Huan hesitated.

After a few moments of indecision, he finally spoke.

He uttered four words.

"The Mountain Array!"