I built the Jade Capital with the Netherworld

Chapter 20: Sea of Corpses

Chapter 20: Sea of Corpses
Lu Wujiu looked at the slowly approaching square formation in the distance and said calmly:
"Oh, then what does Your Excellency want to be explained?"

The ethereal voice of the Old Lu Mountain God came from all directions: "You killed one of my people, you must repay me tenfold. Bring me the corpses of ten cultivators, and I will spare your life!"

Lu Wujiu smiled: "What if I don't take it?"

The voice said, "The only way to repay that is with your body!"

Lu Wujiu looked at the approaching square formation, suddenly turned around and ran.

"Why are you running?"

"You cowardly rat, barking like a madman, now you want to run? Can you run away?"

The voice of Lao Lushan God came, with a bit of surprise and a bit of pride in his voice!
Obviously no one expected that Lu Wujiu, who looked so tough, would run away as soon as he said so.

The gathered phalanx of villagers also started chasing after them, unable to maintain their formation any longer, and the crowd gradually formed a triangle.

"You are a coward, you talk about bravery, but now you are running away. I wonder where you can run to?"

"If you don't kneel down and beg for mercy, I will spare your life!"

The sarcastic voice of Lao Lushan God was heard continuously, and the villagers' formation gradually formed into a long snake shape.

Among them, the one who ran fast was almost catching up with Lu Wujiu.

At this moment, Lu Wujiu, who was running wildly, stretched out his hand and grabbed the air, and a Seven-Star Sword suddenly appeared out of thin air with his running steps!
He turned around suddenly, and the Seven Star Sword swept past behind him. The sword energy surged, a cold light flashed, and a big man's head flew up.

"How brave!"

Lao Lushan was furious!
Another man chased after him and hit him with a hoe.

Lu Wujiu crouched down, twisted his waist, and chopped with his backhand. The sword light flickered, and another head fell to the ground.

He did not stop, but advanced instead of retreating. Before the third man could swing his weapon, he raised his sword and stabbed it into the chest of the newcomer.

Unexpectedly, the third man remained unmoved and continued to chop with the hatchet in his hand.

"It's a corpse, so attacking the heart is completely ineffective."

Lu Wujiu remained calm, drew his sword, turned sideways, avoided the hatchet, chopped with his backhand, and once again knocked off a head with his sword.

As for the fourth person, Lu Wujiu's tongue burst into thunder:

"Hey, you're already dead, but do you still remember?!"

The fourth person had no expression on his face and started smashing the broom at me.

Lu Wujiu dodged to the side and killed him with his sword, thinking, do I have to tell him his name?

At this moment, in just a blink of an eye, the old Lushan God lost four people, and he screamed in shock:
"Despicable, shameless!"

He finally realized that Lu Wujiu's escape was just a show of weakness to lure the enemy deeper.

The villagers who lost their phalanx were nothing but unarmed scarecrows.

He hurriedly called a halt to the pursuit, but Lu Wujiu turned around and ran again when he saw this.

"Rat, fight to the death if you dare!"

Lao Lushanshen sounded a little exasperated and had to mobilize the villagers to chase after them. However, this time he was more cautious and mobilized some people to encircle the two wings.

Seeing this, Lu Wujiu decided to either fight or run away, just like flying a kite.

The old Lushan God used the tactic of adding fuel to the fire. It seemed that he was sending people to die one by one, but in fact he was delaying time.

Before long, the villagers on both wings formed a close group and gradually surrounded them. The old Lushan God no longer sent people to die one by one!

Lu Wujiu stood breathlessly on the country road, the Seven Star Sword in his hand dimmed, like a pearl covered in dust.

Looking back at the way we came, there were countless corpses lying all over the narrow path. It seemed as if these corpses had been rotting for centuries, emitting a disgusting stench.

"Run? Why don't you run?"

The voice of Lao Lushan God came from all directions, and it seemed even more oppressive under the slowly approaching crowd.

Lu Wujiu sighed:

"You have been collecting these corpses for quite a long time, right?"

"Want to beg for mercy?"

"Yes, I have admitted defeat today. No matter how many bodies you want, I will compensate you!"

"It's too late! I only want one body, and that body is yours!"

As the voice fell, countless villagers flocked to the country road.

Lu Wujiu took a deep breath, raised his sword and swept it across like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, instantly clearing a blank space.

However, the corpses surged like waves, filling the gap in the blink of an eye. Lu Wujiu struggled mightily, but one punch was no match for four hands. When all the space he had to maneuver was taken away, his sword became like a clawless tiger, unable to swing any further.

In a period of transition when the old strength had been used up and the new strength had not yet been generated, the tide of corpses overwhelmed Lu Wujiu. At this moment, time seemed to have been paused.

The black shadow under Lu Wujiu's feet swayed, as if it couldn't wait to check the results of the battle.

"Jingle Bell--"

Suddenly, a clear bell sounded, and the rolling tide of corpses suddenly stopped.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, a flash of cold light suddenly appeared, and the sword light was like a flower, sweeping across and blooming. In an instant, broken limbs and arms flew across, once again making room for the sword master.

Lu Wujiu, who emerged from the corpse swarm again, did not run away. Instead, he raised his head and took a deep breath of the foul air. He casually threw the Seven Star Sword about ten feet away and sighed:
"I will die with regrets, and my eyes will remain open! Please do not blame me for my harsh words. This is the corpse of a senior from our sect, how can I just ignore it? Could you please show yourself to see me? I must know at whose hands I died."

The group of corpses calmed down and gradually retreated, leaving a radius of ten feet.

"Well, a dying man's words are good! I am far away, yet I am right before your eyes. It's just that you are so foolish that you don't see me!"

Lu Wujiu glanced at the corpses around him and his eyes fell on the shadows cast on the corpses.

"Are you a shadow?"

"That's quite a bit of quick wit!"

When the sound rang out, Lu Wujiu's shadow hit the group of corpses, and it suddenly twisted without a master and turned into a human silhouette.

Seeing this, Lu Wujiu was amazed. "I've long heard that birds, beasts, plants, and trees can become spirits and cause trouble, but I never thought that shadows could also become spirits."

The old Lushan God angrily said, "My name is Wuliang. I am the legacy of Haori and the carrier of Houtu. Am I some shadow that has become a spirit?"

"After all, isn't it just a shadow? The question is, how do you kill a shadow?"

Lu Wujiu pondered in his heart and asked tentatively: "Oh, is there a difference?"

"Nonsense, there's a huge difference! I am..."

As Lao Lushanshen said this, he suddenly realized: "What does this have to do with you?"

"I'm just a little curious!"

"What's the point of knowing this for a dying person?"

"Have you not heard that if one hears the truth in the morning, one can die in the evening? People like us, who walk between heaven and earth, what we seek is not the great truth?"

The old Lushan God remained silent, and the corpses around him moved slightly, as if they wanted to eat Lu Wujiu alive.

"and many more!"

Lu Wujiu raised his hand: "It's better to resolve a feud than to create one! These corpses are dead. Killing me won't make much compensation. How about letting me go?"

The old Lushan God said coldly, "I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it. Now you're wagging your tail and begging for mercy. Isn't that ridiculous?"

Lu Wujiu laughed and said, "I have been invincible since I came out of the cave. I will show mercy when I can."

The old Lushan God was startled, then burst into laughter. "Alright, alright, what a great saying! 'Invincible since leaving the cave!' I'll let you go, that's not impossible! But you have to swear by the Great Dao to compensate me with five hundred corpses!"

Lu Wujiu asked, "Will animal corpses be okay?"

Old Lushan God: "No!"

Lu Wujiu asked again: "Only human corpses?"

The old Lushan God sneered and said, "If you can get the demon corpse, it will also be enough."

Lu Wujiu: "So, the quality of the corpse is related to the results of the ritual?"

Lao Lushan God: "That's right!"

Lu Wujiu nodded: "I wonder what effect this ritual has?"

"This is the stepping stone for our clan..."

Halfway through the Lao Lushan myth, he suddenly mentioned:

"Are you lying to me?"

Lu Wujiu shook his head: "It just confirms what I think in my heart!"

"Asshole! Go to hell!"