Whose heretical cultivator relies on a rich woman to attain enlightenment?

Chapter 61 Why don't you all just die together?

The boy dusted himself off and spoke in a matter-of-fact tone.

His face remained calm. The power of that palm strike was considerable. A huge wave was stirred up in a radius of more than ten meters around Lu Cheng, but Lu Cheng was completely unharmed by that palm strike.

The azure spiritual energy in his palm had not completely dissipated and appeared to still be burning, but the flames had already dissipated when he smoothed the dust off his body.

"Netherworld Ghost Fire Palm, a high-grade Yellow Rank technique, utilizes the spiritual energy within the body and the corpse energy accumulated from years of contact with corpses to generate ghost fire."

"With diligent practice, one can attain the power of a mid-level Xuan rank technique upon mastery. This is a technique that perfectly suits me. Not bad at all."

"This palm technique has killed countless enemies. Its moves are ruthless and unexpected. However, its weakness is also obvious. It can suppress the corpse energy by using moves with demonic or other evil energy to prevent the two from erupting together."

"Hmm—not bad, good trick, Han is done."

Naturally, they began to covet the techniques that others had painstakingly cultivated for decades.

Being able to access the memories of the dead is indeed a very domineering thing. Through Lian Xuzi's memories, he not only learned that Lian Xuzi and several colleagues were lurking near Jingnan City, but also knew which people had come to him to inquire about the Corpse Refining Technique.

Therefore, he only needs to follow the route in his memory and identify each one. More importantly, he doesn't need to leave any survivors. As long as they die in his hands, he will know everything.

Memory doesn't lie.

"You, you————"

Zhu Wenhou and Feng, who had just arrived, stood there, their eyes widening in disbelief at the sight before them.

"Ghost! Ghost! Ghost! It's here to take my life! It's here to take my life! Immortal, save me! Save me!"

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The woman's hysterical screams finally made the two brothers take their eyes off Lu Cheng.

With disheveled hair and a crazed expression, he retreated as if he had seen a ghost when he saw Lu Cheng, trembling all over, and hid behind a few broken bamboo stalks. He seemed to have completely gone mad.

The usually composed Zhu Wen looked at the erratic Cuiying and couldn't help but sigh and shake his head.

Completely contrary to the impression of the top performer, although they all looked to be in their twenties, they were actually approaching forty. It's just that cultivators generally age very slowly, and the higher their cultivation level, the longer their lifespan.

With their level of cultivation, living for over two hundred years would be no problem for them.

A sense of melancholy washed over him. In his youth, he had witnessed firsthand how this top courtesan of the Drunken Spring Pavilion had captivated countless young men, but now—

"Hehehe~ You bastard, take this! Yangming Finger!"

The untimely, high-pitched voice caught Lu Cheng's eye.

It wasn't the evil cultivator who suddenly launched the attack, but Hou Feng. His voice and appearance were quite a good match; he was thin and tall, looking like a bamboo pole from a distance. Coupled with the villain's signature laugh, anyone who didn't know better would think he was the evil cultivator.

"So fast."

A wisp of transparent gas, no thicker than a fingertip, brushed past Lianxuzi's shoulder!

Filled with horror, he then realized that the two experts of the third realm had come to support this little beast. With a wave of their hands, three coffins rose from the ground. As if sensing that the other party was going to use dirty tricks, Hou Feng smiled sinisterly and pointed at the first coffin with his backhand.

It exploded in response.

However, just as he was about to destroy the other two coffins, they exploded on the spot, and two grayish-blue zombies dressed in mourning clothes stood there, suddenly opening their eyes.

"Young Master Lu, please don't panic."

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Zhu Wen's voice was still magnetic, mature and steady, which was completely opposite to his big, gourd-like figure. He swayed forward a few steps and even cupped his hands in greeting to Lu Cheng.

"Hou Feng and I are both cultivators of the third realm, and we have already condensed our Niwan (body core). Even if this monster has some tricks up his sleeve, he is only at the peak of the second realm and cannot escape our grasp."

"As for you, young master, we two are not only responsible for assisting you in subduing demons and solving cases, but also for ensuring your safety."

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"Young master, you are only at the first realm now. Even if your spells are powerful, you must not cross the border to fight the enemy. After returning to the city, you should first go to the physician for a short while—wait, second realm."

"Has the liquid coagulated successfully?"

Only after the fact did I realize it.

It was only then that the two of them noticed the aura emanating from Lu Cheng's body. Even within his sea of ​​consciousness, it seemed incredibly powerful, unlike a cultivator who had just reached the second realm. Moreover, he had broken through again in just a few days.

"Oh, I couldn't resist just now, I was a little itchy to test what this monster was capable of. Don't worry about me, I'm in pretty good shape."

He remained calm.

Hou Feng and Zhu Wen were originally ordered to continue monitoring Zuichunlou and to keep track of who Cuiying had been dealing with or contacting. However, this morning, Lu Cheng inexplicably went to Tianshui Street.

After deliberately showing his face, Cuiying was quite frightened and immediately ran out of Zuichunlou in a panic, leaving Jingnan City with many backward glances. This led to the scene where Master Liang barged into the meeting hall.

"Looks like I have good taste."

Hou Feng was still dealing with Lian Daozi, wielding the Yangming Finger with unparalleled skill. Its power was considerable, and its movements were extremely graceful. With one hand behind his back, he showed no fear as the zombie leaped into the air. With a single heavy finger strike, he managed to pierce a bloody hole through the flesh that even swords and blades could hardly leave a mark on.

Even the boulder behind him shattered instantly from this single finger strike, demonstrating its power.

"If they all perish together, and then I extract all their spiritual roots, they'll all be able to learn it—"

"Young master? What were you saying just now?"

"Ah, it's nothing."

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I accidentally revealed what was on my mind.

He quickly suppressed his evil thoughts. He found that his temperament had changed a lot after he started to come into contact with these crooked ways. Zhu Wen was still confused when he looked at Lu Cheng, who quickly changed the subject.

"Speaking of which, Brother Zhu, with your skills, you two are both top-notch in the Demon Suppression Division. Even if you didn't become a branch officer, you should have easily gotten a position. How did you end up losing even your positions?"

Lu Cheng also found it strange.

At first, he thought that the people sent by the Demon Suppression Division to protect him were only at the second level, or even two at the initial level, but he never expected that they would be two Core Formation stage cultivators.

Both of them were skilled in the Demon Suppression Division. Although they were currently dismissed, in any sect or force, cultivators at the third realm were always eligible for recruitment. Even top sects like the Sword Sect and Qingyun Sect were no exception. It was only in Zhennan Pass that they were recruited. In any other border town, a cultivator at the third realm could easily guard the area for a hundred years.

Moreover, these two are not very old and have potential for the future. However, Zhu Wen was at a loss for words when asked this question. But Hou Feng, who was frantically tearing at the zombies on the side, provided the answer.

"You son of a bitch!"

"You like playing with demonic energy, huh? You like playing with corpses, huh? You son of a bitch! Otherwise, how could you bunch of scum have lost your secure jobs?"

"I used to have such a comfortable and easy job checking for demonic energy in Zhennan, but now it's all gone, and I'm even ordered to protect this young master. You son of a bitch, come on, take another Yangming Finger strike from me!"

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The two fell silent simultaneously.

In the end, Zhu Wen gave a very honest answer.

That's it.