The Quest for Immortality

Late at night, Mo Hua felt a bit tired, so he put down the book, let his divine sense sink into the Sea of Consciousness, and practiced the ”Four Symbols Formation Pattern Inference Method” of ”Ten Thousand Demons Dragon Transformation” on the Taoist Stele, while also continuing to practice the Great Wilderness Demon Bone Divination Skill.

The night deepened, making the entire Immortal City steeped in a gloomy dead silence.

Suddenly, the tinkling of a small bell resounded, eerily chilling in the dark night.

At the same time, a foul stench began to spread.

Mo Hua slowly opened his eyes, his gaze slightly focused.

Thinking for a moment, he got up and left the guest room, arriving at Elder Ji’s room, where he found Elder Ji sleeping soundly, murmuring in his sleep, perhaps dreaming a sweet dream.

Mo Hua’s pitch-black eyes flickered slightly, triggering causality.

In just a moment, Elder Ji in his dream screamed and fell off the bed, face covered in cold sweat.

He had just been having a sweet dream, holding an alluring, utterly beautified woman, planning to indulge himself a bit. However, just as his hand touched the woman’s chest, it first felt soft, then sticky, and suddenly blood-soaked. Lowering his head, he discovered he had dug out the woman’s heart.

The gentle dream instantly turned into a bloody nightmare.

Elder Ji was startled awake and immediately realized Mo Hua was standing outside his door.

He truly wanted nothing more than to tear Mo Hua to pieces.

Of course, he didn’t have the capability.

Elder Ji put on his clothes and walked outside.

Mo Hua glanced at him but said nothing, walking straight ahead. Elder Ji hesitated but ended up following.

Under the cover of night, the two left the inn, walked along the street, and silently climbed onto a high pavilion beam, looking down.

They saw ten or so shadowy figures standing at the four corners of a nearby wall.

These people, emanating death qi, were shrouded in darkness, holding copper bells, silently chanting strange mantras.

With the copper bell’s sound echoing.

The bodies on the ground started to tremble, and then, like puppets controlled by strings, they twisted and stood up.

Elder Ji glanced at Mo Hua, shock hitting him in the heart:

”Corpse Cultivators!”

These Corpse Cultivators were refining corpses in the dead of night!

Conflicts erupted within Immortal City, with Demon Cultivators secretly fanning the flames, imparting their Demon Skills, causing Loose Cultivators, the Taoist Court, and families to slaughter each other, resulting in numerous casualties.

Then these Corpse Cultivators came at night, shaking copper bells to refine the dead cultivators into zombies...

Elder Ji shook his head.

This group of Heretical Demons and outsiders truly had sinister actions...

If possible, it’s best not to provoke them.

Elder Ji had just thought of this when Mo Hua said, ”Go, kill all these Corpse Cultivators.”

Elder Ji was stunned, his scalp tingling, with a face full of shock: ”No, Young Master Mo...”

”Can’t you kill them?”

”It’s not a matter of can or can’t, it’s...” Elder Ji tactfully persuaded, ”Young Master, it’s better to avoid unnecessary trouble when traveling.”

Mo Hua said calmly, ”Do you think I’m negotiating with you?”

Elder Ji felt bitter in his heart.

”If you’re capable, go kill them yourself—always ordering others around isn’t much of an ability.”

But he could only say this to himself, having no choice but to deal with such a domineering ”ancestor.”

Among these Corpse Cultivators, there were three in Foundation Establishment and eight in Qi Refinement.

Elder Ji used his movement technique, quietly descending from the wall, approaching a Foundation Establishment Corpse Cultivator from behind, and taking advantage of his focus on ringing the bell, launched a sneak attack, piercing his chest with wolf claws, ending one life.

But this kind of sneak attack could only kill one.

The other Corpse Cultivators were alarmed, exclaiming angrily: ”Who is it?”

Elder Ji dared not answer, only responding, ”It’s your ancestor!”

A Foundation Establishment Corpse Cultivator furiously shook the copper bell, summoning an Iron Corpse to protect him, coldly swearing:

”Dare to disturb Yin Corpse Valley’s affairs, courting death!”

Elder Ji felt fear in his heart, ”Damn, Yin Corpse Valley!” But by now, he had no room to retreat, could only brace himself and say:

”I’m here to kill you Yin Corpse Valley animals!”

”How bold!”

”Despicable!”

A group of Corpse Cultivators summoned Walking Corpses and Iron Corpses, beginning to besiege Elder Ji.

Elder Ji held a superior cultivation, but spending years indulging in pleasures, he was insidious but lacked raw power.

Moreover, Yin Corpse Valley bred zombies, skilled at using numbers against the few.

After killing several in Qi Refinement and severely injuring a Foundation Building Middle Stage cultivator, Elder Ji’s strength was depleted, overwhelmed by another Foundation Building Middle Stage Corpse Cultivator from Yin Corpse Valley and a fierce Iron Corpse, impervious to blades and spears.

After entangling for a long time, Mo Hua lost patience, with a flick of his finger, ignited a fierce flame, shooting out a fireball, directly searing half of the Foundation Establishment Corpse Cultivator’s body.

The Foundation Establishment Corpse Cultivator was shocked.

Elder Ji was also visibly changed.

This was the first time he had seen Mo Hua personally ”take action,” using a spell.

Especially this Fireball Technique, clearly scorching, yet laced with a bone-chilling cold, truly bizarre.

No wonder people say, as is one’s name, so is one’s skill.

The Foundation Establishment Corpse Cultivator, hit by Mo Hua’s fireball, howled in pain.

Elder Ji dared not delay any longer, raised his blade to cut off that Foundation Establishment Corpse Cultivator’s neck, then proceeded to eliminate the remaining Corpse Cultivators in Qi Refinement one by one.

This group of Corpse Cultivators was annihilated.

Looking at the Corpse Cultivators’ bodies, Elder Ji asked Mo Hua, ”Young Master, why did you insist on killing these Corpse Cultivators?”

Mo Hua ignored him and instead cast his gaze on the surrounding corpses.

Among these corpses, a large portion had already started breeding corpse poison, with some even trembling and slowly beginning to stand. If left unchecked, the surroundings of this Immortal City would become a ”Corpse City.”

”Burn all the bodies,” Mo Hua said coldly.

Elder Ji tentatively asked, ”Should I do it?”

Mo Hua nodded, ”Sure.”

Elder Ji would’ve liked to slap himself.

However, he realized he couldn’t escape such dirty and labor-intensive tasks.

Gathering the bodies together, Elder Ji was just about to set them ablaze, when he noticed a fiery red formation had already been arranged on the ground unnoticed.

Burning Fire Formation.

This was a formation for incinerating corpses, studied by Mo Hua from the Taoist Court during the South Yue City Corpse King’s chaos years ago.

With the formation complete, flames instantly roared up, incinerating the Corpse Cultivators from Yin Corpse Valley on the ground, along with the corpse-transformed loose cultivators and the innocent loose cultivators’ bodies.

Having done all this, Mo Hua sighed slightly.

Loose Cultivators rebelling, Taoist Court suppressing, regional families extracting benefits, each Demon Gate seizing the opportunity in times of chaos.

The situation was truly degenerating.

And this was merely the beginning...

If things continue to spread like this, who knows what the Cultivation World will become...

Among these tragic events, a faint trace of ”karmic miasma” was growing...

Mo Hua’s gaze tightened, sighed lightly, and then said, ”Let’s go, better leave here early.”

Elder Ji nodded repeatedly. He had just killed Corpse Cultivators of a Great Sect in the Demon Path, the Yin Corpse Valley.

Even though it was under the ”coercion” of this Mo-named person, Yin Corpse Valley would surely hold a grudge.

Better to leave early.

In Half Mountain City, corpses, Walking Corpses, and ten or so Corpse Cultivators from Yin Corpse Valley were being cremated.

The Corpse Qi was purified by the flame, dissipating into the night.

Mo Hua and Elder Ji used the cover of night to drive away from Little Immortal City, continuing on this ever-chaotic path...