Corpse Burier: I Can Nourish Corpse

Chapter 834: Chapter 401: In the Process of Making Up Updates...

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The cold wind ran wild.

Like a pack of wolves howling towards the sky.

Snowfalls heavily.

As if white clouds have fallen and shattered into pieces.

The world is covered in snow, drowning mountains, submerging peaks, yet when it falls into the valley within Lianwu Mountain, it is wiped away by an invisible force, and not a single snowflake can pass through that forbidden snow-covered area.

Thus, outside the valley, the blizzard rages, but inside the valley, the scenery resembles spring, like two worlds altogether.

At this moment, on the border between deep snow and shallow grass blue flowers, the newly reborn Wen Jiu quietly stands, as if appreciating the tall walls of snow, yet also seemingly waiting for something.

After a few breaths, Wen Jiu can’t help but marvel, his words filled with delight, ”The Cultivation Realm truly lives up to its legendary status, a typical winter snowstorm can blanket ten-foot tall trees overnight, leaving only their treetops visible.”

Saying that, Wen Jiu extends his hand.

From spring to winter.

Plunging one inch into the snow.

The chill instantly travels through his fingers across his whole body, bone-chilling cold, freezing to the heart.

After a few breaths, Wen Jiu quickly pulls back, and hurriedly breathes on his hands to warm them, his face still brimming with amazement.

A feeling of seeing the world for the first time.

No way around it.

The first day after rebirth witnessing the Cultivation Realm’s snowstorm.

How can one not be thrilled?

How can one not be excited?

Especially since he is someone from the south who hadn’t seen snow in ten years.

At this moment, a woman steps out leisurely from a row of good houses behind him, her face delicate, her appearance pleasing, but as she walks toward Wen Jiu, each step seems cautious, as if afraid her footsteps would disturb him.

If you look closely, you will find that when she gazes at Wen Jiu, there is a trace of fear in her clear eyes.

Like a sheep seeing a wolf.

”Master... Steward Li has arrived.” The woman spoke in a low voice, very respectful.

Wen Jiu turned around, gazing at the woman who was particularly respectful in front of him, yet trembling, not daring to look him straight in the eye, he couldn’t help but shake his head with helplessness.

The woman’s name is Yun Ping.

She used to be a disciple of a sect, but apart from her, over three hundred people from the sect lost their lives in the chaos of war.

To survive, she fled to the Independent Practitioner Market at Lianwu Mountain to escape the war, but due to her weak power and lack of Spirit Stones to pay for the market’s dwelling fee, she could only end up as a Blood Contracted Maid.

After being bought by the original body practicing Hehuan Technique, she was used as a cultivation tool, subjected to torment. If it were only this, maybe she could endure.

But the original body had a strong tendency towards violence, often venting his frustrations on her after receiving grievances outside.

Whipping and insulting were common matters.

That’s why Yun Ping is so afraid of him.

Although Wen Jiu does not consider himself a good person, he cannot stand seeing women treated like livestock.

”Don’t call me Master anymore.”

He has no such preference.

Yun Ping’s eyes instantly revealed a fearful look, and she knelt on the ground with a thud, begging, ”Master... Did I do something to displease you? I will change, I promise I will!”

Seeing this, hundreds of similar scenes flashed through Wen Jiu’s mind, according to past scenarios, in the next moment the original body would drag Yun Ping into the good house, then start whipping and tormenting her.

Recalling these memories, Wen Jiu’s heart was filled with anger - what a beast you are!

Perhaps such behavior is not unusual in the Cultivation Realm where life is as cheap as grass, but he cannot accept it.

Wen Jiu hurriedly shook his head, ”No, you haven’t displeased me, I just don’t like this title.”

Saying so.

Wen Jiu tried to help Yun Ping up.

But at the moment he touched her, Yun Ping’s body trembled violently, and she couldn’t stop shivering.

When Wen Jiu helped her up without the usual incidents occurring afterward, Yun Ping was momentarily stunned in place.

Without having time to react.

Wen Jiu spoke again.

”Where is Steward Li?”

Yun Ping quickly replied, ”He’s next door!”

Wen Jiu acknowledged and walked over confidently.

Steward Li.

Full name unknown.

Background unknown.

But he is responsible for collecting rent, representing the owner of the Independent Practitioner Market.

This visit must be for rent collection.

So Wen Jiu dared not slack off, nor hesitate because if he missed the once-a-month rent collection by Steward Li, paying the rent later would not just involve three Low-grade Spirit Stones.

Arriving outside the good house.

The fifty-something-year-old Steward Li was approaching leisurely, his expression indifferent, seeming above all.

Wen Jiu didn’t mind.

Because in his memory, this Steward Li was not only a cultivator of the Middle Stage of Qi Cultivation, but also a relative of the owner of the Independent Practitioner Market.

Disregarding the truth of his background, his cultivation level in the Middle Stage Qi Cultivation was quite significant within the Independent Practitioner Market. Facing him, someone in the Qi Cultivation Second Layer and an Early-stage Cultivator, it’s normal not to see a good face.

If he approached him with a smile first, then there would be a big problem.

”Rent.” Steward Li said indifferently.

As if unwilling to linger even for a breath longer.

Wen Jiu quickly retrieved the only three Low-grade Spirit Stones from his embrace according to his memory, ”Steward Li, these are for this month.”

”Next month’s rent will increase by one stone.”

After taking the Spirit Stones, Steward Li left a message and was about to leave.

Wen Jiu’s expression changed, becoming quite unpleasant.

Because according to the original body’s memory, going out hunting monsters for a month only earns about five Low-grade Spirit Stones.

Previously, the rent required only three, leaving about two stones to sustain daily life and cultivation. But if the rent increases, relying on one Low-grade Spirit Stone, sustaining daily life will be tough, let alone cultivating.

What’s more difficult is that after winter, low-level cultivators like him will find it increasingly challenging to hunt monsters for Spirit Stones, making it almost impossible to maintain a monthly income of five Low-grade Spirit Stones.

Not to mention earning more.

Yet he didn’t ask why the rent increased, nor did he plead with the other party to not raise the rent for now.