What do you mean by saying that the corpses I sew are all ominous creatures?

Lan Manshan nodded and didn't say anything more.

He waved his hand, and a heavily modified black SUV drove up from the side of the village and stopped in front of us.

The driver was a dark-skinned young man from the Lan family with bright eyes, and his gaze towards me was filled with respect.

"The roads in the mountains are difficult to travel, so I'll have him take you to Queensland Airport."

Lan Manshan pointed to the car.

I was somewhat surprised to hear that.

I originally thought that the return trip would be the same as the way there, with Lao Hei leading us back.

But I never expected that the Lan family had even arranged this.

However, given their good intentions, I didn't refuse. I got into the car with Jin Wanliang, though I was slightly puzzled.

After the car door was closed, the SUV emitted a low roar and drove away from Lanjia Village along the winding and rugged mountain road.

The car bumped along the mountain road, with endless primeval forests stretching out the window.

Jin Wanliang sat in the passenger seat, took out a cigarette from his bag, lit it, took a deep drag, and then turned to look at me in the back seat.

"Brother, Lao Hei left yesterday afternoon."

Jin Wanliang exhaled a smoke ring, seemingly noticing the doubt in my mind, and casually said.

After Jin Wanliang cleared up my doubts, I leaned back in my chair and replied, "Well, it's good that you're gone."

He was just a guide; the affairs of Wandie Valley and the Lan family were entangled, and it would be unsafe for him to stay.

Have you settled the final payment?

"Absolutely. When has Jin Wanliang ever failed in his business dealings?"

Jin Wanliang flicked his cigarette ash.

"Not only did I settle the debt, but I also gave him an extra 20%."

After all, the risks of this job did exceed expectations.

Old Hei took the money and ran away that very night, probably not wanting to get too entangled in this matter.

Upon hearing this, I nodded and did not reply.

Old Hei, this kind of intelligence broker, has his own survival wisdom.

He only does things for money and never gets involved in matters beyond his control; this is why he was able to achieve such great success.

The cabin quickly quieted down, with only the roar of the off-road vehicle's engine and the sound of tires crunching over gravel.

The roads in the Ten Thousand Mountains are indeed difficult to travel. In many places, they can't even be called roads; they are just dirt gullies that have been barely carved out between two mountains.

But the young man from the Lan family was an excellent driver, and the off-road vehicle moved with ease on the edge of the cliff and on the muddy slopes.

We were jostled around in the car for almost the entire day.

As darkness fell completely, the primeval forest gradually gave way to modern roads and buildings.

Around 8 p.m., the SUV finally stopped outside the terminal building at Queensland Airport.

The young man from the Lan family got out of the car and helped us with our luggage. He put his hands together in prayer and said to me in broken Mandarin:

"Mr. Chen, Grandfather instructed that the Lan family will be at your beck and call if you need anything in the Southern Frontier."

"Thank you for your hard work. Please be careful on your way back."

I responded gently.

The young man bowed respectfully and then drove away.

Jin Wanliang and I went into the terminal and bought tickets for the next flight to Jiangcheng that very night.

While waiting for his flight, Jin Wanliang's phone never stopped ringing.

He has been in contact with people in Jiangcheng, arranging funds and mobilizing manpower, preparing to take over the Lan family's mountain products business in full.

Once this fat man gets into work mode, all his laziness disappears, replaced by an extremely keen business sense.

I sat on the bench next to me, closed my eyes to rest, and silently circulated the evil energy within my body.

At this moment, the malevolent energy within my body had almost reached a critical point.

The primordial evil energy left behind by my grandfather contains far more energy than the evil crystals I absorbed before.

The pure life force of the Gu King of the Lan family not only made me immune to the Gu poison, but also added a long-lasting vitality to my originally somewhat cold and violent aura.

I can sense that this change is extremely beneficial to the practice of "Self-Sewing Technique".

At least in the future, when I use evil energy to stitch my body together, my physical body will be much more resilient.

The plane took off late at night and soared into the dark night sky.

After several hours of flight.

At 2 a.m., the plane landed smoothly at Jiangcheng Airport.

Stepping out of the terminal, the air in Wuhan at dawn carried a hint of early summer coolness.

The streets were deserted, save for the occasional taxi and the dim streetlights.

"Brother, I'm not going with you."

Jin Wanliang hailed a taxi by the roadside, threw two suitcases into the trunk, and turned to me, saying...

"The southern Xinjiang region is too large. I need to hurry back and reorganize the personnel in my branch to prevent leaks and others from intercepting us."

"Once I'm done with this busy period, let's go to Haiyanlou and have a nice drink together."

"Okay, you go ahead and do your thing."

I nodded at him.

Watching Jin Wanliang's car drive away, I also hailed a taxi and gave him the address of my rented room.

It was past 3 a.m. when I got back to my rented room.

I pushed open the door, and everything inside was the same as when I left.

Instead of going to rest immediately, I went to the bedside and checked the gray-white snake egg that was placed there.

The patterns on the surface of the snake egg remained dim.

However, when I placed my palm on the eggshell and injected a wisp of malevolent energy into it, I could feel the faint life inside slowly absorbing the blood and malevolent energy I had previously dripped in, maintaining a minimal cycle.

Master Liu entrusted his only bloodline to me, and said that it had three more years to live.

Although a complete cure for its congenital damage has not yet been found, at least the situation has not worsened.

After confirming that the snake eggs were unharmed, I went into the bathroom, washed my face with cold water, and washed away all my fatigue.

After changing into loose-fitting loungewear, I walked to the center of the living room and sat cross-legged on the floor.

After that, I took out the wooden box from my backpack and took out the mysterious piece of dead wood that I had brought back from the Lan family's treasure vault.

Under the light of the incandescent bulb, the piece of dead wood looked even more inconspicuous.

The grayish-brown surface is rough and cracked, with nothing particularly remarkable about it.

If you throw it in the bushes by the roadside, no one will give it a second glance.

I held the dead wood in my hands and placed it against my chest.

Then I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and began to mobilize the evil energy in my dantian.

The inner energy of the half-step Demon Core cultivator surged through his meridians, emitting a series of low, thunderous sounds.

I guided this powerful malevolent energy along the meridians of my arms, slowly directing it towards my hands, and then tried to infuse it into this piece of dead wood.

This is the most basic method of probing.

Whether it's a magical artifact or a rare and precious material, as long as it contains energy, it will inevitably produce some kind of repulsion or absorption reaction when stimulated by external evil energy.

However, the result was somewhat unexpected.

The moment my malevolent energy touched the surface of the dead wood, it vanished without a trace, like a clay ox sinking into the sea.

There was no repulsion, no absorption, and no energy fluctuations.