Wild Dogs

Having successfully descended the mountain, Yang Fan immediately headed towards the woods.

The body of the disciple surnamed Tong has not yet been disposed of, which is a potential problem and must be dealt with.

When Yang Fan arrived at the edge of the woods, he carefully took out the Human King Banner and immediately began to speak with Zhou Peng.

"Are those flames alright?"

"No problem. This King of Men banner is much more powerful than I imagined. Those flames can be stored inside the King of Men banner."

Zhou Peng was somewhat surprised.

"How exactly did you manage to do that with your Human King Banner? While an ordinary Thousand Soul Banner can temporarily store a little bit of earth vein fire, the time it can store it is very limited."

"But your Human King Banner is completely different; it's far more powerful than those ordinary Thousand Soul Banners."

"In my opinion, even a slightly inferior Ten Thousand Souls Banner might not be as strong as yours."

Yang Fan smiled.

"Of course, this is the Human King Banner, not some random Thousand Soul Banner. This thing is extremely powerful."

Yang Fan boasted for a while, but only he knew the truth: the Human King Banner became so strong after being enhanced by the Small Cauldron.

A normal Thousand Soul Banner naturally does not have this kind of power.

However, since the earth vein fire can be stored in the Human King Banner, it saves a lot of trouble.

Yang Fan carefully dug out the body of the man surnamed Dong. Looking at the body, he felt a pang of pity and a regretful expression appeared on his face.

"What a pity, I wish you could have survived."

Zhou Peng, who was standing to the side, sneered.

"Master, you are still too soft-hearted. With your soft heart, it will be difficult to survive in this kind of blood sect."

Zhou Peng continued.

"This guy's attempt to seduce a married woman has already made a mistake."

"Besides, how could someone who managed to stay on Corpse Puppet Peak and make a name for himself not have any blood on his hands? Such a person deserves to die."

Yang Fan remained silent for a while.

"Then if we kill others, don't we also deserve to die?"

Zhou Peng was speechless for a moment.

"Hey, all the disciples of our Blood Path Sect are aware that those who kill will one day be killed themselves."

"Don't be happy with the killing today; sooner or later, someone will come after us for what they deserve."

"However, for us Blood Path disciples, we live one day at a time and just keep going. Master, you don't need to worry too much."

"Besides, I can also see that you, Master, do not want to walk the path of blood, which is a good thing."

"Once Master has enough ability to break free from the shackles of Blood Demon, he can go down the mountain and find a proper sect to cultivate in. Perhaps he can even have a good ending."

Yang Fan was speechless for a moment, then glared at Zhou Peng.

"What kind of talk is that? What do you mean by 'maybe it will end well'?"

Zhou Peng realized he had said the wrong thing and quickly chuckled.

"There's nothing we can do. We Blood Path disciples all know who we are, we all know we're not good people, so naturally we don't expect a good ending."

"Like me, I've taken at least eight hundred, if not a thousand, lives, but I still ended up in your hands, master, at your mercy."

Yang Fan didn't know what to say for a moment, so he shook his head slightly and then pointed to the corpse below.

"What should we do with this?"

"It's very simple. Just do as I say, Master. Use these ley lines of fire to completely dispose of the corpse."

Zhou Peng pointed out to Yang Fan how to use the King's Banner to dispose of the corpses below.

The earth's veins erupted with fire, and Tong's body was quickly burned to ashes.

After disposing of the body, Yang Fan buried the ashes back into the soil.

Before long, this place will be overgrown with weeds, and then everything will be gone.

After doing all this, Yang Fan looked at Zhou Peng with some surprise.

"I didn't expect you to have such a strong control over the Human King Banner."

Zhou Peng was very pleased with himself.

"That's natural. Other souls can't stay in this King's Banner, but I voluntarily allowed myself to be trapped inside by you, Master. Of course, I'm different from other souls."

"Besides, Master, you've put a lot of effort into controlling this King of Men banner. If I stay inside the King of Men banner, I'll be just like a spirit, allowing you to control the King of Men banner as if it were your own arm."

Zhou Peng spoke to Yang Fan with a fawning expression.

Yang Fan was quite satisfied with Zhou Peng's obedience this week.

He wasn't worried that Zhou Peng would turn the tables, since Zhou Peng had already been taken into the Human King's Banner, making it very difficult for him to resist.

More importantly, the Human King Banner has already been enhanced by Yang Fan using the small cauldron and has been dripped with his essence blood to completely recognize its master, so it is naturally not afraid of him turning against it.

Upon closer reflection, having Zhou Peng stay inside the Human King Banner is essentially making him the banner's spirit.

Moreover, this spirit is very knowledgeable and can guide him in many things.

This pleased Yang Fan greatly, and after thinking for a moment, he nodded.

"You're right, I do need a spirit like you. Very good."

"Now tell me how to create a corpse puppet."

Yang Fan rubbed his hands together excitedly.

Zhou Peng thought for a moment.

"Making a corpse puppet is easy, but you need to find a suitable corpse first."

"Here's what we'll do: be careful when you go to the morgue tomorrow, and pick out a better corpse to hide."

"Won't there be any problems?"

Yang Fan asked hurriedly.

Zhou Peng smiled.

"What are you afraid of? Didn't Xue Ming give you Gu worms before? Your Gu worms can interfere with those monitoring Gu worms inside, preventing them from discovering what you've done."

"That way, you can take one or two corpses from inside without any problem."

"Remember to bring over an extra corpse. If you have two corpses, I'll help you craft an extra corpse puppet."

"There are two powerful corpse puppets. Once the Mind-Controlling Gu is refined, we can also subdue that puppet. That way, we'll have three corpse puppets. You might actually be able to fight for a chance to survive."

Fight for a glimmer of hope!

Hearing this, Yang Fan was initially excited, but after thinking about it carefully, he became discouraged.

The difference in strength between him and Xue Ming was simply too great. His opponent was a dignified Core Formation cultivator, and taking his life would be as easy as turning one's hand.

How easy is it to fight for a glimmer of hope?

The more Yang Fan thought about it, the more discouraged he became, and he couldn't help but frown and ponder deeply.

"What exactly does Xue Ming want to do with me? It can't be to use me for alchemy, can it?"

"But my current cultivation level is not even at the third level of Qi Refining. If you want to use cultivators to refine pills, there are many people stronger than me. Why do you have to use me? Is it because my physique is special?"

Yang Fan scratched his head, completely baffled.

Zhou Peng had some ideas about why Xue Ming cared so much about Yang Fan, but he couldn't be sure.

Therefore, Zhou Peng didn't say much, but patiently advised Yang Fan.

"There's no use thinking about it too much. Instead of wasting time figuring this out, we should think about what to do next."

"Here's what we'll do: once you've finished crafting the corpse puppet, we'll figure out a way to escape from here."

"By the way, you still have the mark of Blood Demon on you. Before you get rid of that mark, don't think about going down the mountain. Just stay put for now."