The Demonic Cultivator In Zombie World

Chapter 345: Yang Metal Sword Qi Corpse Refining Technique



Chapter 345: Yang Metal Sword Qi Corpse Refining Technique

Chu Xuan's gaze fell upon a thin young cultivator wearing the robe of the Majestic Sword Sect. The young man was standing in front of a large, well-formed corpse, which emitted a strong medicinal scent. It was clear the corpse had already been soaked in corpse-refining fluids, with only the final step—turning it into a corpse puppet—left to complete.

The young cultivator continuously struck the corpse with sword Qi, causing the corpse to grow more menacing and sharp.

"Hmm, this corpse-refining method is quite unique, I've never seen something like it before," Chu Xuan murmured in surprise. The sword Qi embedded in the corpse seemed to imbue it with a powerful aura. "Could it be that this cultivator from the Majestic Sword Sect has combined demonic sect corpse-refining methods with his own sword techniques?"

Chu Xuan remained hidden, observing without making a sound. The young cultivator, sweat dripping from his forehead, seemed entirely focused on the corpse, completely unaware that a small blood bee was silently watching him from the corner of the room.

Hours passed, and the young cultivator finally finished his task.

"Ninety-nine Yang Metal Sword Qi... it's finally complete!" he muttered with satisfaction, his eyes gleaming with triumph. "This Yang Metal Sword Corpse is almost done!"

He gazed at the corpse, a sinister smile curling on his lips. "Just what I needed—a tough, powerful corpse to refine this Yang Metal Sword Corpse. You thought you'd invite me to explore the cave together, but instead, you've delivered yourself right into my hands as the perfect material. You probably never imagined you'd end up being turned into a corpse puppet, did you?"

The young cultivator's laughter was cold and smug, but as he turned around, his expression changed abruptly. A figure in black stood behind him, smiling as they looked at him.

"Well, sharp senses. Too bad, though, you're still a bit too late," Chu Xuan grinned, his lips stretching into a predatory smile.

In a flash, his hand, wreathed in cold energy, struck the young cultivator's sea of consciousness. With a single violent blow, the young cultivator's soul was heavily wounded, and his Nascent Soul was immediately subdued.

"Let me

When faced with Han Yiren's haughty commands, Chu Xuan merely flashed a smile.

"Alright, Senior Sister Han, I'll go right away."

Han Yiren, looking at his smile, suddenly felt a chill run down her spine. That was strange. He had only smiled, yet why did she feel a sense of unease? This wasn't normal.

Han Yiren thought for a moment and then added, "Also! Three days from now, Senior Brother Ximen has called for an urgent meeting. At the hour of You, remember to go to Senior Brother Ximen's cave!"

Chu Xuan smiled and nodded, "Understood."

With that, he turned and walked towards the city gates.

Seeing his smile, Han Yiren found herself unable to pick a flaw and reluctantly gave up.


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