Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 346

Previously, Zhao Yi referred to Li Zhuiyuan as "ancestor" in a teasing tone, but ever since Li Zhuiyuan inherited Zhao Wuyang's last remaining spirit, the teasing has actually taken on a legal basis.

Every time you choose sides, it's a new round of choices regarding interests.

When interests and sentiments are placed on opposite ends of a scale, it is undoubtedly a test of human nature.

Zhao Yi is happy.

He valued the friendship he had built with the man surnamed Li, and the man surnamed Li was never stingy when it came to benefits.

Between the young master of the Four Mysteries Sect and Li Zhuiyuan, who should be chosen?

Hesitating for even a second longer is disrespectful to the very life-or-death situation you face!
Liang Yan's soft sword made a whistling sound as it cut through the air, while Liang Li's dagger caused the light to refract due to the high temperature. The two of them descended swiftly at the same time.

The four members of the Four Mysteries Sect all sensed a strong sense of impending life-or-death crisis.

It was the Lighting Team, forged by powerful forces in the martial arts world. Other teams would have been left to await their doom at this point, but they were still able to struggle, demonstrating what true strength and resilience are.

"Click."

The luminous pearl in Lu Xuan's hand instantly developed numerous cracks, and strands of white light rapidly released, binding him and the three people around him together.

The white light turned red because the essence of the four people was drawn out and gathered on the cracked luminous pearl.

In an instant, a phantom resembling Xuanwu enveloped the four of them.

The formation is the bone, the feng shui is the flesh, the destiny is the blood, and the puppet is the skin. The inheritors of the four major families of the Four Mysteries Sect forcibly performed a secret technique using the luminous pearl as a support. More accurately, this should be considered a sacrifice.

Liang Yan's soft sword struck the tortoise shell, leaving a sword wound on the chests of the four people below, as if scratched by claws, leaving them covered in blood; Liang Li's dagger thrust out frequently, leaving bloody holes on the bodies of the four people below.

The Liang sisters held nothing back this time, but what should have been a fatal wound became non-lethal.

Seeing this, Zhao Yi forcefully stopped his downward momentum, allowing his body to remain suspended in the air for a longer period of time, while simultaneously raising the already prepared killing move to an even higher level.

This was a huge burden for him, but he knew that even if he went down now, he would be just like the Liang sisters, with his attacks landing on the turtle shell, only inflicting some more terrifying-looking injuries on the four people.

He didn't want this outcome; he preferred to wait a little longer, hoping that the man surnamed Li could help him tear open a crack.

At this moment, Xuanwu's head began to rise, its breath rising from its mouth, about to erupt.

Once it is expelled into the air, it will replicate the scene above the museum yesterday, which can be sensed by senior Xuanmen practitioners in Luoyang.

The deadlock was miraculously turned around by the four of them.

If they can weather this storm, they can regroup, regain their composure, take their positions, and organize a new three-dimensional defense. Meanwhile, the signal has been sent, and they await the arrival of others.

By then, although they may not achieve their goal of eating alone tonight, they will no longer be the ones to die.

The array flag on Li Zhuiyuan's right palm cracked, and the spirit of the black dragon began to move again. Behind the young man, a deep, dark gate appeared.

Chen Xiyuan, who was standing behind the boy, turned around and could sense that the gate was unusual. It was just a simple blur, but it gave her a chilling feeling.

Even though she came from the Dragon King's family and was very knowledgeable, she still couldn't recognize that this was the gate to hell in Fengdu.

Because normal people would never think in that direction.

How could the Ghost Gate of the Fengdu Emperor possibly appear anywhere else in the human world?

Li Zhuiyuan raised his right hand, knelt down on one knee, and slammed his right palm against the ground in front of him.

The accumulated burden finally exceeded the boy's tolerance.

Two streams of blood flowed from the corner of Li Zhuiyuan's eye.

[The Twelve Edicts of Fengdu—Four Ghosts Lift the Sedan Chair.]

It's a race against time; it's about finding the perfect moment to strike.

When the opponent suddenly raises their bet, you must immediately place your new bet in return to ensure that the predetermined outcome remains unchanged.

Four strange pressures struck, and the four people's souls seemed to be restrained by invisible chains, being pulled downwards.

"Pfft!"

Of the four who were originally standing, Lu Xuan was unable to move because he was controlled by the giant eye, while the other three knelt down.

The phantom of Xuanwu above them paused noticeably when it looked up, and cracks appeared on its shell.

Zhao Yi, come down.

His figure moved like a swimming dragon, cutting through the opening to enter.

His right hand was already covered by black dragon skin. Because he had been accumulating power for too long, the skin and flesh on it had cracked, like "knife cuts" made in the dead of winter.

Fortunately, he finally got this second chance. In this respect, the man surnamed Li has never disappointed.

To catch the thief, first catch the king; in team battles, kill the enemy's formation master first.

In particular, the luminous pearl on this guy's right hand has developed a crack!

This is a heinous crime. Stealing other people's things is wrong enough, but when the rightful owner was looking for them, they actually dared to destroy them in front of my little brother Yuan.
Zhao Yi's dragon claw struck Brother Lu's head.

"Snapped!"

His good brother's head exploded, just like the watermelon that was specially brought out to celebrate the day they became sworn brothers.

Even so, Zhao Yi still felt it wasn't safe enough, and his claws continued their downward momentum, penetrating deeper into the neck.

Array masters are often physically weak, which is why they need layers of protection from their teammates. But this time, Zhao Yi treated Brother Lu, an array master, like a prankster.

The dragon's claws slashed into Lu Xuan's chest, causing it to explode. Continuing downwards, Lu Xuan's entire body was cut in two.

Zhao Yi clenched his other fist and swung it forcefully in front of him, the powerful force evenly distributing a blow to the pieces of corpse.

"boom!"

My good brother was completely pulverized.

As soon as Lu Xuan died, the Xuanwu phantom above collapsed, and the other three all suffered backlash. Then, as if by unspoken agreement, they each fled.

With the death of the one who lit the lamp, their generation's journey through the martial world came to an end.

At this moment, survival is the top priority.

This was also because Zhao Yi was too focused on taking care of Lu Xuan and was determined to kill him completely, so he didn't have time to deal with the other three. Otherwise, he could have at least smashed one or two more heads as well.

It's not too late to remedy the situation now, but Zhao Yi didn't do that.

He stood still, his hands outstretched, two black dragon claws extending to catch the luminous pearl and the purple-gold compass that were about to fall from the sky, and then pulled them back into his palms.

The luminous pearl was covered in cracks, and even though the sacrificial ritual was interrupted, the cracking did not stop.

There's nothing we can do about it. This thing must possess some kind of spirituality. It will actively protect its owner when the owner faces a life-or-death crisis. Obtaining it intact is extremely difficult.

Fortunately, the purple-gold compass was intact.

Upon first touch, its cold and austere feel seemed to proclaim its extraordinary nature.

A smile appeared on Zhao Yi's lips.

It's finally time to replace that little handmade compass belonging to the man surnamed Li.

That damn little compass is so inhumane to use; I have to manually calculate and correct the errors every time.

Although Zhao Yi was busy counting the spoils and helping his good brother with the air burial,

But the three who escaped didn't get very far.

The Liang sisters launched their second offensive, with Runsheng, Tan Wenbin, and Lin Shuyou all tied to the young man's red thread, spreading out to the periphery early on.

Severe injuries, the backlash from the sacrifice, and the death of Lu Xuan have plunged them, who could only leverage their strengths through cooperation, into disarray.

The Liang sisters worked together seamlessly, and Runsheng and his two companions formed a defensive formation to suppress the remaining three. Soon, with almost no cost, they had killed them all.

Chen Xiyuan's red lips parted slightly; she could hardly believe her eyes.

How could a deadly trap set against him be broken just like that?

What had just happened made this young girl, who had always been assertive and adventurous, feel very unfamiliar and... curious.

In the past, she had received many admonitions from her elders, and she was not a pampered young lady from a wealthy family who never lifted a finger.

When she first started walking along the river with the lamp, she was also apprehensive and fearful. But after discovering that the evil spirits that she needed to suppress and the competitors who showed signs of wanting to attack her had all become lambs to the slaughter in her domain, she also fell into a kind of inertia.

He had a smooth journey, understood all the principles, and could explain them eloquently, but his gaze remained as clear and pure as that of Li Zhuiyuan's classmates in university.

Her classmates were still in the ivory tower, while she carried the ivory tower with her back the whole time.

Unlike the brutal scenes created by Zhao Yi, Baihe Zhenjun was much more refined. He examined each corpse, twitching his nose from a distance to check for any lingering souls.

It turned out that there really was one, and not just one, but three people who almost tacitly chose to do so.

One hides the remnant soul in a thumb-sized doll, another in a scroll on his body, and the third in his eye.

In the final battle, his opponent was none other than True Lord White Crane. True Lord White Crane immediately sensed something was wrong; it seemed as if this guy was deliberately trying to ram his head into his golden mace.

Looking back now, it turns out that this guy wanted him to smash out his eyeballs so he could hide them better. But he didn't expect that Brother Yuan had given him instructions to leave the body intact when killing him, so he could feel around to see if there was anything there.

The puppet was placed on the tip of Baihe Zhenjun's finger and under his nose. With a deep inhale, a mangled human face was pulled out and inhaled into Baihe Zhenjun's nasal cavity. Zhenjun tilted his head back and exclaimed, "Hoo, this feels like using a snuff bottle, a bit intoxicating."

After pinching his nose, Zhenjun gouged out another person's eyeball, held it in his hand and shook it, intending to throw it directly into his mouth like chewing candy.

But after glancing at Brother Xiaoyuan, he looked at Three-Eyed.

The boy cursed, "The spirit medium has so many problems."

He had no choice but to place his eyeball in front of him, and with his right hand, he conjured a phantom of a trident and stabbed it down at the eyeball, as if using a toothpick to pick out snail meat.

After a few stabs, the remnant soul inside was finally pulled out, and the True Lord swallowed it down in one gulp.

"call……"

After comfortably twisting his shoulders a few times, the boy unfolded the painting. The scroll was only the size of a child's arm, but when unrolled, it was discovered to be extendable, revealing a Go board diagram inside.

The True Lord did not use force to deal with this, for fear of destroying the chessboard.

Zhao Yi happened to walk over, his eyes narrowed, and with one hand touching the chessboard, he grasped a terrified remnant soul in his hand, which was covered in dragon skin and glowing with black energy.

"Come on, open your mouth."

The True Lord glared at him, his vertical pupils revealing his anger.

Zhao Yi did not force him, and let go of his hand. The remnant soul tried to escape, but Zhenjun reached forward, grabbed it again, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Tan Wenbin was in charge of looting the corpses. In addition to the chessboard scroll in Zhenjun's hand, he also found a set of delicate calligraphy brushes and a stack of palm-sized shadow puppets on the other two people.

The chessboard is still somewhat useful; when it's raining and it's inconvenient to sit outside, Li Zhuiyuan can use it to play chess with A Li inside the house.

The calligraphy brush can be taken back for Ah Li to use as a paintbrush. The material of the shadow puppets is quite good; they can be used to make a set of clothes for each of the three puppets, the White Crane Boy, in the dojo.

Although he had come from poverty, the boy was now at a level where some things were no longer needed. The shadow puppets were for making puppets, but he already had talisman armor. The brush was for calculating fate, but he already had the red thread.

The two items that Lu Xuan actually liked were the ones he had in his hand.

As the one who illuminates the path for the Four Mysteries of this generation, he was probably the only one who was bestowed with the true treasure of the family ahead of time.

When Zhao Yi walked over with his spoils, Chen Xiyuan, who was standing behind the boy, showed obvious wariness towards him.

Zhao Yi: "Miss Chen seems to have a deep misunderstanding about me. As you can see, we are in cahoots."

Chen Xiyuan: "But just now, you were clearly on their side."

She was warning the boy that if Zhao Yi could betray one side, he could also betray the other.

In Chen Xiyuan's mind, Zhao Yi's betrayal tonight only deepened the stereotypes she had about him.

Zhao Yi saw through Chen Xiyuan's inner thoughts.

But he couldn't explain it, especially not in front of the man surnamed Li.

He felt that the man surnamed Li was taking advantage of the other person's naivety and kindness.

Therefore, she couldn't let the beautiful image of the man surnamed Li in her mind be ruined.

What Zhao Yi didn't know was that he was wrong. Because he hadn't experienced it firsthand, he didn't know just how kind-hearted this Chen family woman truly was.

Li Zhuiyuan is now finding it hard to resist her.

Even amidst life-or-death crises and the heat of battle, she could still think about her live-in son-in-law.

Li Zhuiyuan wiped the corner of his eye with the back of his hand. The bleeding had stopped, so it wasn't a big problem. He would recover after a rest.

The boy said to the woman behind him, "I have Jianlibao in my bag."

"it is good."

Chen Xiyuan opened her backpack, rummaged through it, and sure enough, it was there.

She took out the Jianlibao (a type of Chinese herbal tea), popped it open, and drank it herself.

After finishing the drink, he commented, "It's too sweet, I don't like it."

Zhao Yi blinked and agreed, "It is indeed excessively sweet."

The young man took the purple-gold compass from Zhao Yi, examined it briefly, and said:
"nice one."

This can not only provide assistance when setting up a formation, but also serve as a multi-purpose array eye to maintain the formation, and can even store temporary instantaneous formations in advance.

At that moment, Li Zhuiyuan realized that he was truly naive and inexperienced.

Zhao Yi turned his head away, afraid that he might burst out laughing. The image of Li touching something nice was exactly like a child of that age getting an expensive and novel toy.

The boy placed the purple-gold compass on the ground and then asked, "That luminous pearl?"

Zhao Yi: "It's become like this, beyond repair. I'm afraid it will completely turn into a pile of dust by dawn."

Li Zhuiyuan took the luminous pearl in his hand, examined it, and nodded, agreeing with Zhao Yi's judgment.

It's a pity, this is a formation tool that is no less powerful than the Purple Gold Compass.

Zhao Yi: "Even if it turns into pearl powder, it is still very precious. Look at these cracks, isn't there still dark red inside? This thing has been through the hands of countless generations. It has undergone countless sacrifices like the previous ones, and each time some of the essence has been preserved."

This pearl powder is a top-grade medicine for external injuries. Mr. Li, keep it safe; I might need to ask you for some to treat my wounds in the future.”

Li Zhuiyuan: "This amount seems to be enough for just one use, right?"

Zhao Yi: "What a precious and rare thing! Just apply it to the vital wounds and keep the patient alive."

Chen Xiyuan, still holding the half-finished Jianlibao in her hand, said:

"He's right. It's very difficult to encounter something like this because the way it's deliberately cultivated goes against human nature."

This was sacrificed by people from the Four Mysterious Sects throughout history. If you want to cultivate it yourself, you have to kill people with your own hands to water it. Ordinary people are not allowed; you have to be a member of the Mysterious Sect.

Li Zhuiyuan handed the cracked luminous pearl in his hand to Chen Xiyuan, saying:
"for you."

"okay."

Chen Xiyuan took the luminous pearl and helped put it into the boy's hiking backpack, carefully zipping it up and fastening the buttons.

This girl sometimes understands what people are saying and sometimes she doesn't.

When used to describe animals, it is a form of praise, indicating that they possess a kind of spirituality.

Li Zhuiyuan disliked repeating himself, but in front of her, he always seemed to have to do so:

"What I mean is, take this luminous pearl, grind it into powder, and apply it to every wound on your body, leaving no one out."

Chen Xiyuan: "I...did I hear that right?"

"You heard that right."

"Little brother, this is very precious, are you sure you want to give it to your sister?"

"Ah."

"I'll just take a little bit, like he just said, and apply it to the vital wound area."

"I've applied medicine all over your body, so I know how bad your injuries are. The reason you're able to stand here now is because you've opened your domain; otherwise, you'd be lying in bed unable to move."

I've estimated that this one luminous pearl is just enough for your needs.

Chen Xiyuan looked at Li Zhuiyuan with some difficulty.

She felt she really couldn't understand him. He was so poor that he had to become a live-in son-in-law to get resources, yet he was still so generous to her.

She had seen Li Zhuiyuan playing with the purple-gold compass earlier. In her opinion, the compass was indeed very good, but nothing special. However, the young man seemed to have never seen such a good thing before.

This means that his poverty was definitely not an act.

Li Zhuiyuan raised his voice: "Use it when I tell you to. Now, take it out."

This luminous pearl is indeed precious, but as long as it can quickly heal Chen Xiyuan's injuries and restore her combat power, it is worth it.

This wave has only just begun, and with her by his side to help, the young man has the confidence to seize more benefits.

Zhao Yi didn't try to stop him, nor was he surprised by the boy's actions; he had long been familiar with Li's generosity.

But soon, a warning signal suddenly arose in Zhao Yi's mind.

He watched as Chen Xiyuan took the luminous pearl out of the boy's bag again.
Heart Road:

"These days, even unofficial positions are being fought over?"

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This chapter has 5 words. The missing words will be added tomorrow. Don't worry, I won't use chapter numbers to make up the word count.

Let me explain why my updates have been inconsistent these past few days, and why there have been more short chapters.

I recently had my blood sugar checked, and the value was very high, and it looked like it was heading in that direction. So I had to stop drinking all beverages. I used to write a 10,000-word chapter in one go, which would take about 8 hours, without eating or stopping in between, just relying on some sweet drinks to keep going. Now that I've stopped, I can't maintain that 10,000-word writing rhythm anymore, so I have to split what used to be one chapter into two parts and publish them in two separate chapters.

I will adjust as soon as possible and strive to return to my previous writing pace of 1-word chapters. Hugs everyone!
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