Anti-fraud manual for the cultivation world

When Li Gu didn't even think about absorbing the other's power, the [Shared Path Demonic Scripture] remained quiet, showing no intention of devouring the other.

But the moment Li Gu made that thought, the [Common Path Demonic Scripture] instantly transformed into a ferocious beast, desperately dragging down the cultivation levels of the two demonic disciples, constantly absorbing, devouring, and digesting them.

The two demonic disciples looked terrified and desperately tried to pull their hands away from Li Gu.

But Li Gu held their wrists tightly. How could they possibly shake off a Foundation Establishment cultivator holding the hand of an 8th-level Qi Refining cultivator?

The demonic sect disciple exclaimed, "Impossible... This... How could this be..."

"asshole……"

"Why are you doing this...?"

The two disciples of the Demonic Sect stammered out of fear.

Li Gu grinned and gave them a strange smile: "You may not know, but every few years, someone gets eaten by pigs in the pigsty."

Just then, Zhou Shijie struggled to his feet.

His body was very heavy because his corpse puppet was a cheap one, only used to find people, not for fighting. The ghost city used the cheapest materials.

He looked at Li Gu with hatred in his heart.

Hatred enhances the combat power of the corpse puppet, making Zhou Shijie's heavy body much lighter.

A piece of rotting flesh fell to the ground with a "thud" from his smashed face, purple blood oozing from the wound. Zhou Shijie, however, paid no heed, limping towards Li Gu: "Senior brothers, I've come to help you... kill this son of a bitch... Li Gu..."

The two demonic sect disciples were overjoyed: "Great...come quickly...come and help us, and we'll make you...a true disciple of the demonic sect..."

Zhou Shijie: "They're here...they're here..."

He walked towards Li Gu with one foot higher than the other, drawing his sword from his waist and assuming the starting stance for the [Hidden Flower Sword Technique].

The two disciples of the Demonic Sect watched him make a gesture, cursing inwardly: Damn it, at a time like this, I really hope that what he learned is not some broken sword technique from the martial arts world, but our Demonic Sect's advanced sword technique... But it doesn't matter, as long as he can make two strikes and force Li Gu to release our grip, we can get away.

Li Gu smiled, seemingly unconcerned about Zhou Shijie: "You're about to die again, and this time you'll be reduced to ashes."

Zhou Shijie: "That's not necessarily true... I don't know what trick you used to subdue my two senior brothers, but I only need to make one strike to make you loosen your grip, and my two senior brothers can kill you..."

The two demonic sect disciples were extremely anxious: "Damn it, what are you talking to him about? Every word you say, he'll drain more of our cultivation. You better hurry up and do it!"

They didn't know that Zhou Shijie actually loved awkward conversations! Before, when no one was talking to him, he could talk to Zheng Xiaodong and Li Gu, who were paralyzed in bed, for a long time by himself.

"The person who hates you the most in the world is not me," Li Gu said. "Last time in Flower Valley, she was only focused on escaping and didn't have time to grind you to dust. This time, she definitely won't miss this good opportunity."

Zhou Shijie: "You mean... Zheng Xiaodong?"

"No, it's me!" Zhang Yi's voice rang out from behind.

Zhou Shijie turned his head sharply, and as soon as he turned around, he heard two "plop" sounds. Two iron rulers were plunged into his chest, and purple blood gushed out.

Zhang Yi's tone sounded calm, but it contained a deep resentment: "My Xiaodong is too kind; he doesn't even know how to hate. But I'm different. Do you know how I got through those years when Xiaodong was paralyzed?"

The two iron rulers were pulled back at the same time, and with two loud thuds, they both hit Zhou Shijie on the head again.

Then, Zhang Yi continued, his iron ruler moving with lightning speed, and beat Zhou Shijie like a punching bag.

Zhou Shijie's cultivation was higher than Zhang Yi's when he was alive, but he lost a lot of spiritual energy after death. His corpse puppet was also poorly made and could not exert even 20% of its original strength. How could he possibly defeat Zhang Yi? He could only passively take the beating.

Zhang Yi unleashed a barrage of blows with his ruler, causing Zhou Shijie's rotten flesh to fly everywhere, purple blood to spurt out, and even his bones to begin to crumble.

The iron ruler was like a fork without a sharp edge, which was not suitable for stabbing, cutting, or slicing. However, Zhou Shijie's flesh was already rotten and soft, not firm at all, and it broke as soon as the iron ruler hit it.

Zhang Yi treated him like a piece of rotten meat, stabbing, slicing, and shaving him with all sorts of actions, just to vent the resentment he had harbored for the past few years.

Although the corpse puppet felt no pain, Zhou Shijie was panicked. He had hoped to join the Demonic Sect with this rotten body, but it was instantly smashed to pieces. If it continued to rot like this, he might not even be able to remain a corpse puppet.

"Stop...you wretched woman..."

"Stop hitting him!"

"I was wrong... have mercy..."

Zhang Yi simultaneously wrapped both rulers around Zhou Shijie's neck, and with a forceful tug, Zhou Shijie's head fell to the ground. Even with his head severed from his body, he could still speak: "Don't smash it, we can talk..."

Zhang Yi channeled his power into his feet and stomped down on the head on the ground.

"Snap!"

She even crushed his skull.

The maggot-infested brain matter gushed out, and Zhang Yi picked up a large stone and smashed it onto the brain matter with a thud, crushing even the maggots.

I feel a bit nauseous!

But she was the type of person whose reason outpaced her emotions. After dealing with Zhou Shijie, she instantly suppressed the exhilarating feeling of revenge and focused her mind on Li Gu's situation. She immediately turned her head to look over.

Li Gu and the two demonic sect disciples were still holding each other's wrists, maintaining their standing posture, staring at each other with wide eyes.

Zhang Yi breathed a sigh of relief: "We won!"

Zheng Xiaodong finally peeked out from behind. What man would dare mess with his wife when she's in a rage and beating someone? He didn't even dare to advise Zhang Yi to be careful not to get any of the flesh and blood on the corpse puppet. Only after Zhang Yi finished his work did he show his face and cautiously ask, "What's the situation on Junior Brother Li's side? Are they stuck?"

Zhang Yi whispered, "They're competing in cultivation! Junior Brother Li doesn't know external martial arts, so he definitely can't defeat his opponent by cleverly changing his moves. He'll first use 'Sad Breeze' to weaken his opponent's cultivation. Then he'll lure his opponent into grabbing him, and once the opponent has his wrist locked, he'll quickly reverse the grip, thus solving the problem of not knowing external martial arts moves."

Zheng Budong suddenly realized: "So that's how it is!"

Zhang Yi drew his iron ruler and struck each of the two demonic sect disciples from behind. He was careful not to kill them, as he still needed to extract some information from them.

The two demonic sect disciples had already had much of their cultivation drained by Li Gu, and with another heavy blow to their backs, they completely lost the ability to resist and collapsed limply to the ground.

Li Gu also squatted down, still holding their wrists, continuing to absorb their cultivation. In another setting, this action might seem strange to outsiders. But in the current situation, Zhang Yi and Zheng Xiaodong had no suspicions, assuming he was still using his cultivation to destroy the two enemies' meridians.