Please control me, my divine being!

Chapter 121 Cultivators

Gu Qinghan's steps were interrupted.

Because of the commotion at the village entrance, nearby villagers came out of their homes, and the street was suddenly crowded with people. It was too conspicuous for her, a woman, to stand out there.

Even though her face was covered by a veil, her fair skin and exquisite figure frequently attracted the attention of those around her.

He Mu was somewhat worried: "Sir, perhaps we shouldn't go yet. That boat dock has long been abandoned. What could there be there? Our actions are too unusual; I'm afraid the God of Fertility will notice us."

It's not that there are no women from outside the village.

Inside the inn, there were many female cultivators, as well as many relatives and family members brought by the cultivators.

However, they don't move around the village; they mostly stay at the guesthouse.

Gu Qinghan ignored the stares around him and continued to ponder the problem.

Now that the boatyards are all closed, what are these cultivators doing here?

Could it be that you simply want to eat and drink in this small mountain village?

What a joke.

Even if two powerful figures are fighting on the ridge and many cultivators are fleeing, who would come here if they couldn't take a boat?

Could it be that they, like me, were unaware of the changes here and were all deceived by the villagers?

There may be some, but definitely not the majority.

The cultivators gathered here must have other purposes. I and Xu Mofan have just stumbled upon this place by mistake and know nothing about its secrets.

So, did the Celestial Venerable perceive something?

Gu Qinghan suddenly realized why the usually quiet Heavenly Venerable had become so active after entering the village, even controlling her body's movements.

So that's how it is!

I am still far inferior to the gods.

It's unclear what kind of state this Celestial Venerable, who controls the [Corpse Demon] path, is in, and what the situation is with this path.

"Perhaps, the Celestial Venerable was once a zombie like me," Gu Qinghan thought to himself.

The Heavenly Venerable's attention to her far surpassed that of gods towards believers.

This path should only be accessible to those with special physical constitutions; very few cultivators can actually do it, which is why such special care is given to them.

He even went so far as to continuously bestow divine power to help himself overcome difficulties.

But if I regain my human form in the future, will I still be able to cultivate on this path?

When that time truly comes, will the Heavenly Venerable allow me to switch to the path of cultivation?

"grown ups?"

He Mu's quiet question interrupted her thoughts.

Gu Qinghan said calmly, "Continue to lead the way."

The two chose less crowded spots and continued walking towards the boatyard in Songzi Bay.

As the two walked outside the shop, an old man stood on the main road and blocked their way.

He Mu's face immediately turned ugly, and he lowered his head and said meekly, "Village Chief."

Gu Changhe, the village chief of Songziwan, is over seventy years old. His body is bent and hunched, his hair is all white, and his face is covered with wrinkles.

Several villagers were following behind him.

"He Mu, have you forgotten the rules of Songziwan?" A hoarse, deep voice rang out.

"No, I remember every single one..." He Mu's voice trembled as he heard the village chief's question.

"Then why are you still with outsiders? Go home and stay there. Your wife and daughters must miss you." Gu Changhe pointed his cane toward the village.

Upon hearing this, He Mu's expression changed drastically.

He didn't even care about Gu Qinghan standing next to him, and quickly turned around and ran towards home.

"Keep an eye on him, lest he do something foolish. He's got the makings of a cultivator."

Gu Changhe instructed two villagers to follow He Mu, then looked at Gu Qinghan, who remained standing still, with his cloudy old eyes: "We at Songziwan have always been hospitable, whether to ordinary people or cultivators. However, someone as curious as you is not our guest."

He finished speaking.

Several villagers subtly blocked Gu Qinghan's path.

"It seems you're quite unhappy with my actions. Well, I also have some questions for you."

Gu Qinghan opened his mouth, revealing his two sharp canine teeth.

A sharp, murderous aura burst forth from her body.

The next moment, her zombie body burst forth with terrifying speed, and in two steps she arrived next to a villager, her claws instantly piercing through his chest.

Green blood flowed out.

Gu Qinghan, sensing something was wrong with the feel of the body, raised an eyebrow and tore the corpse apart.

Whoosh!

It's like tearing open a blank sheet of paper.

The villagers' bodies did not contain internal organs; instead, they were covered with dense vines and roots.

These vines covered the entire body, even replacing blood vessels and meridians, taking root in every inch of flesh and bone.

It looks like a person on the surface, but its inside has been replaced by plants.

Gu Qinghan thought of Zhang Qi again.

The villagers before him were becoming increasingly similar to the man who had been given the medicine.

But Zhang Qi was clearly different from these people.

The villager, who had been torn in two and was beyond dead, was slowly healing on the ground. His broken body was glued back together by fine plant roots.

The others remained calm, clearly unfazed by the scene.

"You cultivators, each of you has learned some evil arts and techniques, and you think you can bully us mortals?" Gu Changhe's eyes flashed with a cold light. "But now that we have been granted immortal techniques and possess spiritual roots, how can you lowly cultivators kill us?"

"Indeed, how could those wicked and evil cultivators possibly understand the power of us cultivators?"

"In pursuit of immortality, we have all abandoned our six senses and forgotten the mortal world."

A group of villagers wore expressions of pride.

Gu Changhe tapped his cane: "Alright, stop wasting time talking to her. Take her down! This turmoil at Guolinggang is a good opportunity for us to rise up. Songziwan may very well become another Guolinggang in the future."

As soon as he spoke, several villagers attacked again.

They didn't have any extraordinary skills or exceptional physical abilities, and the weapons they carried were just hoes, machetes, and the like.

But they just can't be killed.

Gu Qinghan tore apart several people in succession, even dividing their corpses into more than a dozen pieces, but in the end they would stick together again and come back to life.

Gu Qinghan also tried to destroy the vines and roots inside their bodies, but to no avail.

Like flesh and blood, roots can heal themselves and reassemble.

An incurable plaster.

The thought popped into Gu Qinghan's mind.

Even a zombie body can get tired and needs to sleep to recover. If she is held up for too long, her situation will become dangerous.

However, it seems there is currently no way to break the deadlock.

Should we run away?

But can they escape?

Just as she was hesitating, suddenly, the power of the gods descended once more, directly taking control of her body.

Then, she grabbed a villager next to her, pulled out the vines and roots from his body, and swallowed them in a few bites, like eating noodles.