Wild Dogs

After walking for a while, Yang Fan finally arrived at the foot of Corpse Puppet Peak.

There were several patrolling disciples around Corpse Puppet Peak. These disciples were dressed in black and looked extremely sinister.

Logically, disciples who want to ascend Corpse Puppet Peak should be inspected, but after seeing Yang Fan carrying the corpse, the group exchanged glances and let him pass.

After all, those who can carry corpses here are obviously sending them up the mountain to be made into corpse puppets.

As disciples of Corpse Puppet Peak, they naturally welcomed all who came.

After a while, Yang Fan had arrived at the top of the mountain.

At this moment, several disciples of Corpse Puppet Peak were sizing up Yang Fan on the mountaintop.

"You're here to deliver a corpse? Why are you the one delivering it? Where's the man surnamed Tong?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Fan hurriedly put down the corpse and bowed to the disciples of Corpse Puppet Peak.

"I've met several of my senior brothers. Senior Brother Tong is not feeling well today, so he asked me to carry the corpse up the mountain."

Upon hearing this, the group snorted coldly.

"What do you mean by feeling unwell? You're clearly just afraid of being turned into a corpse puppet by Senior Brother Xiao."

"He's a Qi Refining stage disciple, so he's perfect for crafting corpse puppets. He's not really suitable for mortals without any cultivation."

"Alright, stop standing there like idiots. Quickly take the bodies to that main hall, and someone will take care of them."

Upon hearing this, Yang Fan immediately nodded and then carried the corpse toward the main hall.

After a while, Yang Fan walked to the front of the main hall, and immediately a disciple of Corpse Puppet Peak opened the door for him to enter.

As soon as Yang Fan entered the main hall, his brows furrowed.

There was no other reason than that he smelled an extremely strong stench of blood and a burnt smell in the hall.

Then, Yang Fan saw a huge furnace in the center of the main hall, where several disciples of Corpse Puppet Peak were refining corpses.

At that moment, a corpse was thrown into the corpse-refining furnace, while the others stood quietly around the furnace waiting.

"Halt! Who are you?"

Upon seeing Yang Fan, an unfamiliar disciple, walk in, several disciples from Corpse Puppet Peak approached and stared coldly at him.

Yang Fan glanced at the stove out of the corner of his eye, then looked away and hurriedly bowed to the group.

"I am Blood Servant of the Herb Garden, and I have come here specifically to deliver a corpse."

With that, Yang Fan put the two corpses down.

"Oh, a body was brought over?"

These disciples from Corpse Puppet Peak were much more docile; upon seeing the two corpses, they beamed with joy.

"Indeed, we need suitable corpses to create corpse puppets."

One of them stepped forward and patted Yang Fan on the shoulder.

Yang Fan quickly nodded and bowed to the other party to show his respect.

However, after the slap, the disciple looked at Yang Fan with some surprise.

Although he didn't use force intentionally, normally, such a slap would have knocked an ordinary blood servant to the ground.

But when he slapped him, Yang Fan remained standing steadily.

This surprised the disciple from Corpse Puppet Peak. A glint flashed in his eyes as he curiously examined Yang Fan.

Yang Fan's face immediately tensed up. He could tell from the man's eyes that these disciples of Corpse Puppet Peak were after him.

Not only the disciples of Corpse Puppet Peak, but also several other people around him quickly gathered around, sizing up Yang Fan.

"Third Senior Brother, after the other senior brothers finished refining these two corpses into corpse puppets, I'm still short one."

One of the disciples from Corpse Puppet Peak looked at Yang Fan with envy in his eyes.

This greed sent chills down Yang Fan's spine; it was clear that he also wanted to turn Yang Fan into a corpse puppet.

Seeing this, Yang Fan quickly lowered his head.

"Brothers, the body has been delivered, I need to hurry back."

As he spoke, Yang Fan hesitated and tried to leave.

Seeing this, one of them grabbed Yang Fan's arm.

"Why are you leaving? Since you're here, why not come and see how we refine corpses? Maybe one day we'll transfer you to Corpse Puppet Peak to work."

Without saying a word, one of them pulled Yang Fan aside.

Yang Fan clenched his fists immediately. If this person really wanted to turn him into a corpse puppet, he would fight his way out of here, even if it meant risking his strength being exposed.

Fortunately, this person didn't go so far as to use him, a living person, to create a corpse puppet.

After giving Yang Fan a greedy once-over, he waved his hand, signaling the others to bring the two corpses over.

"Take a good look, it will do you good."

"If there are any extra corpses from the medicine man's side in the future, move them over as soon as possible, and you'll be rewarded handsomely."

After saying that, the disciples of Corpse Puppet Peak smiled and gestured to the others to move the two corpses over.

He then threw the corpse into the furnace in front of him and began the refining process.

After the two fresh corpses were thrown in, disciples immediately added various rare materials, and then they stared intently at the flames in the corpse refining furnace.

Soon, the clothes of the two corpses in the furnace were burned away, and their bodies began to shrink under the scorching flames.

However, those rare materials quickly fused with the body, and after a while, the corpses were filled with these rare materials.

A faint glow emanated from the two corpses.

The two corpses looked twisted and bizarre, clearly having been turned into corpse puppets.

"Take it out, it should be ready by now."

The senior brother immediately gave the instructions.

"Yes."

Upon hearing this, the others hurriedly dragged the body out of the room.

Looking at the corpse, the disciple from Corpse Puppet Peak nodded in satisfaction. Then, he glanced at Yang Fan and pinched Yang Fan's arm without saying a word.

"Your body is quite remarkable. If used to refine a corpse puppet, it might even be able to create an Iron Corpse?"

"Iron Corpse?"

Yang Fan was taken aback. What was this Iron Corpse?

Seeing that Yang Fan knew nothing, the disciple from Corpse Puppet Peak burst into laughter.

"The corpse puppets we refine at Corpse Puppet Peak are also divided into several grades. The lowest grade is made from ordinary blood servants. These puppets have no names, and almost everyone has one."

"If a Qi Refining stage cultivator refines a corpse puppet, it is called an Iron Corpse. It is much stronger than an ordinary corpse puppet and is a good helper for us."

"Those crafted by Foundation Establishment cultivators are bronze puppets, which are stronger than iron corpses."

"Similarly, those at the Core Formation stage create silver puppets, while those at the Nascent Soul stage create golden puppets."

At this point, the man shook his head with some regret.

"Of course, a Nascent Soul stage body is extremely precious, and finding one is as difficult as climbing to the heavens."

"In our entire Blood Fiend Sect, only one elder possesses a golden puppet; the other elders who are skilled in corpse refining all have silver puppets."

The disciple sized up Yang Fan, a glint of greed flashing in his eyes.

"I've been in the Blood Fiend Sect for several years now, and I've always wanted to refine an iron corpse. I have enough materials on hand, but I'm missing a Qi Refining stage corpse. Your physical body is quite good."

As he spoke, he squeezed Yang Fan's arm again, his greed undisguised.

Yang Fan felt a chill run down his spine. He didn't know what to say, so he quickly took a step back and bowed to the man.

"Senior brother, my skin is rough and my flesh is dry, so I'm afraid it won't be easy for me to refine this. Besides, I have to go back and report."

As he spoke, he turned to leave.

Just as Yang Fan was about to leave, the man gave him a wink, and the others immediately surrounded him.

"Why are you leaving? You're nothing but a blood servant. So what if I turn you into a corpse puppet?"

"Don't even mention you, we dare to refine even Qi Refining disciples."

The man stared at Yang Fan with bloodshot eyes.

Having finally found a suitable soulmate, he was not about to let her go easily.

Seeing this, Yang Fan steeled his heart and hurriedly took out a token.

"I am the disciple of the Blood Yin Ancestor. The Blood Yin Ancestor has already accepted me as his disciple. You cannot do this."

The expressions on the faces of the group changed when they saw Yang Fan take out the token.

If he is a disciple of the Blood Yin Ancestor, then it is indeed not easy to mess with him.

Ordinary blood servants can be refined without much effort, but when a blood servant climbs up to the Blood Yin Ancestor, it's a completely different story.

After thinking for a moment, the man forced a smile, walked up to Yang Fan, and patted him on the shoulder.

"Hey bro, I was just kidding, why are you so nervous?"

"Don't worry, why would I turn you into a corpse puppet?"

As he spoke, he waved his hand.

"Alright, everyone go do what you're supposed to do, don't block this place."

Then he looked at Yang Fan with a smile and gestured for Yang Fan to enter.

Yang Fan didn't dare to say anything more. He glanced down at the other person, nodded slightly, and stepped back. He didn't have time to say anything more and hurriedly left.

After Yang Fan walked out of the main hall, the disciple from Corpse Puppet Peak snorted coldly.

"Hmph, so what if you're just a blood servant? Don't think you can act recklessly just because you've climbed up to the Blood Yin Ancestor. One day I'll turn you into a corpse puppet."

Yang Fan knew nothing about the situation inside the main hall, but he knew that he would avoid coming to Corpse Puppet Peak as much as possible in the future.

At this point, he finally understood why his senior brother Tong insisted that he carry the corpse here.

It is obvious that this place is extremely dangerous, and one wrong move could lead to death here.

This senior brother Tong didn't want to take the risk himself, so he threw Yang Fan out to take the blame.

Yang Fan clenched his fists tightly. He would definitely not let this Senior Brother Tong get away with it.

Fortunately, thanks to the prestige of the Blood Yin Ancestor, he scared off these people. Yang Fan dared not stay on the mountain for long and hurriedly went down the mountain.

The disciples of Corpse Puppet Peak who were guarding the mountain gate were somewhat surprised to see Yang Fan come down unharmed.

Almost none of the Blood Servants who went up Corpse Puppet Peak survived.

Therefore, almost all the other peaks were unwilling to let the Blood Servant come up the mountain, and even many proper disciples were unwilling to come here.

After all, some disciples don't have much of a background, and they might actually be taken out by those prominent disciples on Corpse Puppet Peak and turned into iron corpses.

They were quite surprised to see Yang Fan come out.

However, they did not stop Yang Fan, but let him leave.

The fact that this person was able to leave the main hall alive meant that he had some connections, and they dared not stop him.

After descending the mountain, Yang Fan sighed helplessly. The Blood Spirit Technique was still nowhere to be found, but trouble had already befallen him.

Just as Yang Fan was feeling frustrated, he suddenly saw several blood servants walk past him.

These blood servants all had marks on their foreheads, but they looked listless and somewhat unsteady.

One of the blood servants almost fainted after taking a few steps.

Seeing this, Yang Fan immediately stepped forward to help the blood servant.

"Thank you, friend."

The blood servant hurriedly bowed to Yang Fan.

Seeing this, Yang Fan looked at him in surprise.

"Friend, what's wrong with you? Why are you like this?"

As fellow blood servants, Yang Fan naturally felt a sense of sympathy for him.

Upon hearing this, the blood servant sighed helplessly, shook his head, and prepared to leave.

Yang Fan glanced at the patterns on their foreheads and vaguely remembered that these blood servants must have been assigned to Blood Path Peak back then.

Blood Path Peak is the main peak of Blood Extreme.

They might be able to find out about the Blood Spirit Technique.

Yang Fan immediately became interested and took the initiative to step forward and start a conversation with these people.

"What exactly happened to you all? Why don't you tell us?"

After Yang Fan's persistent pleading, one of the blood servants finally couldn't help but sigh.

"Friend, you can't help us."

Hearing this, Yang Fan became even more interested. After asking carefully, he finally found out what had happened.

It turns out that after these Blood Servants were assigned to Blood Path Peak, Blood Path Peak did not mistreat them. On the contrary, they gave them all kinds of rare tonics every day.

However, after they went up the mountain, they were required to donate some blood every day.

Because they need to donate blood every day, these blood servants are now listless and weak, and no amount of tonics can help them.

Upon hearing this, a thought popped into Yang Fan's mind.

This might be an opportunity to get closer to Blood Peak.

Thinking of this, Yang Fan immediately stepped forward and inquired about the well-being of these people, as he had collected quite a few medicinal herbs while tending the herb garden these past few days.

After thinking for a moment, Yang Fan took out a few medicinal herbs from his storage bag and handed them over.

"Brothers, I don't have anything good on me. These medicinal herbs are very helpful for replenishing qi and blood. You can take them and use them first. Maybe they can help you recover some of your qi and blood."

Hearing this, the group was deeply moved and immediately showered Yang Fan with compliments.

They had been struggling for the past few days and knew they would soon give up. Now that they had something to replenish their blood and energy, they were overjoyed.

"Where is this friend now? If we brothers ever become successful, we'll definitely repay you handsomely!"

Several blood servants hurriedly asked Yang Fan questions.

Upon hearing this, Yang Fan smiled and waved his hand.

"I'm at the herb garden now. We all came up the mountain together, so we should help each other out."

Upon hearing this, the group nodded repeatedly to Yang Fan with deep gratitude.

"Of course, of course, brother. We're all on Blood Path Peak. If you ever need anything in the future, just let us know, and we'll go through fire and water for you, even at the cost of our lives!"

These were, of course, just polite words, but Yang Fan still nodded to them, feigning gratitude.

Then Yang Fan and the others continued on their way, chatting as they went.

Yang Fan also took the opportunity to ask them some questions about Blood Path Peak, but he didn't ask too directly. Instead, he asked indirectly.

Yang Fan initially asked about other things, but later the conversation turned to Xue Ji.

Upon hearing Yang Fan's inquiry about the Blood Extreme Ancestor, the group lowered their voices and informed Yang Fan of some details about the Blood Extreme Ancestor.

After asking this question for a while, Yang Fan pretended to speak up again.

"By the way, I heard that the Blood Extreme Ancestor seems to have a wife. Is that true?"

Yang Fan thought that the wife of the Blood Extreme Ancestor had some connection with the old Taoist priest from before, and he might be able to get some information from her.

Upon hearing this, the others looked at Yang Fan with strange expressions.

"Brother, don't you dare make a move on Madam Blood Extreme Ancestor. She's a Foundation Establishment cultivator. If you anger Madam Lianhua, she might just slap you to death."

Hearing this, Yang Fan felt relieved; it seemed there really was a Lady Lianhua.

I just don't know if this Lady Lianhua still remembers her old lover. If she does, I could make use of him.

After thinking for a moment, Yang Fan hurriedly waved his hand again.

"How could that be? Even if I had the guts of a bear and the gall of a leopard, I wouldn't dare to make a move on the Elder's wife."