Wild Dogs

"Yes."

The Blood Fiend Sect disciple looked at Yang Fan and nodded blankly.

Yang Fan glanced at the man and noticed his bloodshot eyes, and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

This person doesn't seem to be thinking clearly.

Then Xue Wang patted Yang Fan on the shoulder.

"Work hard, and you'll be rewarded if you do well."

After saying that, he left with his hands behind his back.

The Blood Fiend Sect disciple beckoned to Yang Fan and led him to a stone platform.

He pointed to a pile of corpses next to him.

"Go and bring a corpse over."

Yang Fan suppressed his nausea and dragged a corpse onto the stone platform.

This is a male corpse, who looks to be in his early twenties, the prime of his life.

Seeing this, the Blood Fiend Sect disciple took out a boning knife and sliced ​​off all the clothes of the male corpse.

He then immediately began to search his clothes.

After a while, he pulled a porcelain bottle out of the pocket of the garment.

Upon opening it, I found two pills inside.

The man then casually put the pill into his storage bag.

Upon seeing this, Yang Fan's heart stirred.

It seems there really is something good in here.

Then, the man lightly slid the boning knife across the man's spine, creating a notch.

He then immediately began to rapidly peel off the human skin.

The man's technique was extremely skillful; he easily peeled off the human skin throughout the entire process.

After peeling off the complete human skin, he set it aside and began to disassemble it.

"First, we peel the skin, and then we pick out the useful parts of the body."

The man's knife traced a circle on the body before prying out a piece of bone from the lower leg.

"See this bone? There's a little bit of mithril added to it, which is a good material for bone forging."

This person is clearly a cultivator who trains his legs.

Then, the man also stuffed the half-leg bone into his storage bag.

Soon, the entire corpse was dismantled, and the remaining body parts were useless.

He then pointed to Yang Fan.

"Go, throw this corpse into the crematorium; it's useless now."

Yang Fan could only suppress his nausea and drag the corpse to the crematorium, then throw it in.

After the first body was dismantled, the man demonstrated it to Yang Fan again.

Until the two bodies were completely dismantled.

He looked at Yang Fan.

"My name is Zhang Chen. From now on, you will obey my orders, dissect corpses, and complete the skinning task every day."

Seeing the person staring at him expressionlessly, Yang Fan quickly lowered his head and nodded repeatedly.

After doing all this, Zhang Chen waved his hand, signaling Yang Fan to start immediately.

Yang Fan picked up the boning knife on the table, thought for a moment, took a deep breath, and moved a corpse over from the side.

After silently chanting a few times, he then removed the woman's clothes.

Although the woman's clothes were gorgeous, there was nothing of value in them.

Yang Fan then began to peel the skin. Although he was very careful, he accidentally cut a huge gash in the skin with the first cut.

Seeing this, Zhang Chen glared at him.

"Keep your hands steady, and slide down the spine to peel off the entire skin completely without leaving any wounds."

"Only human skin like this can fetch a high price."

Upon hearing this, Yang Fan paused in his movements.

"What does it mean to sell at a high price?"

Yang Fan looked at Zhang Chen.

Zhang Chen glanced at him.

"You seem to know nothing."

Yang Fan nodded.

"Let me explain it to you."

"This human skin can not only be used to refine the Myriad Soul Banner, but also for our Blood Fiend Sect."

"Other bloodline sects and some other sects also need human skin, and most of these human skins are purchased from our Blood Fiend Sect."

"The more complete and better the condition of the human skin, the higher the price it can fetch."

"Be careful, every corpse here is counted. If we lose enough human skin, we'll use your skin to make up for it."

Yang Fan was startled, and the dagger accidentally pierced several holes in the female corpse.

Seeing this, Zhang Chen snorted coldly.

"The skin on this corpse is no longer usable. Check it and see if there's anything valuable left on his body."

"If there are none left, throw them into the crematorium and choose another one."

Yang Fan nodded hesitantly and hurriedly examined the entire female corpse.

After confirming that there were no gold, silver, or jade artifacts, the female corpse was thrown into the incinerator.

Seeing the female corpse burned to ashes in the incinerator, Yang Fan felt a deep sense of gloom.

Although these people did not die at his hands, he always felt as if he had become an accomplice.

But there's no other way now. If he wants to survive in the Blood Fiend Sect, he has no choice but to continue like this.

With this in mind, Yang Fan had no choice but to grit his teeth and move another corpse from the side to continue dissecting the body.

This time, he finally managed to carefully peel off the human skin completely.

Seeing that Yang Fan had successfully peeled off the human skin, Zhang Chen's expression finally softened.

He nodded slightly.

"Not bad, it's clear you have some talent."

"Alright, let's get to work."

Yang Fan nodded hastily, and then he followed suit and examined the body as well.

See if there are any other rare materials above.

After a while, he found a piece of metal on the left finger bone of the corpse.

He then carefully put away the Geng gold.

However, remembering Xue Wang's warning from outside, he abandoned the idea of ​​hiding Geng Jin.

Zhang Chengdu witnessed the entire dissection of the corpse and knew everything about it; there was no need for him to keep anything to himself.

The day passed quickly, and Yang Fan untied nearly ten corpses.

Although it didn't meet their requirements, it was still quite good.

When Yang Fan left, he obediently handed over the human skin he had obtained from dissecting the corpse, along with all the other spoils, to Xue Wang.

Seeing this, Xue Wang nodded in satisfaction.

"Very good. You were able to dissect ten corpses on your first day, and you handed over everything honestly. You did a good job."

Yang Fan felt a chill run down his spine.

Actually, there was something Zhang Chen didn't see during the autopsy.

He originally intended to hide it, but at the crucial moment he handed it over along with the item.

Yang Fan is now certain that there must be some kind of special method inside this cave.

You can check if these people are hiding anything.

After confirming that there were no problems with Yang Fan's side, Xue Wang handed Yang Fan a token.

"Come back tomorrow with the token, and no one will stop you. Go back to your cave now."

He then waved, signaling Yang Fan to leave.

Yang Fan hesitated for a long time before looking at Elder Xue Wang.

"You mentioned contribution points before..."

When he came in, Xue Wang had told him that peeling a corpse would earn him ten contribution points, and he should peel at least twenty corpses a day.

He skinned ten bodies on the first day, so he should have earned 100 contribution points.

Upon hearing this, Xue Wang glanced at him and smiled slightly.

"Of course there are contribution points; ten corpses equal one hundred contribution points."

"However, these contribution points cannot be given to you; they are all credited to your master."

"What?"

Yang Fan looked at Xue Wang with disbelief on his face.

"But didn't I dismember this body?"

Hearing this, Xue Wang rubbed his head.

"Oh, so you have a problem with that?"

Yang Fan quickly shook his head.

Xue Wang stepped forward and patted Yang Fan on the shoulder.

"Boy, let me tell you the truth, all of these things were arranged for me by your master."

"Your master said that no matter how many corpses you skin, all the contribution points you get will be credited to his account."

"If you can't do it, I might as well contact that old bastard Xue Ming right now."

Upon hearing this, Yang Fan nodded repeatedly.

"No need to contact him. Master's words are correct. These contribution points are all for him."

Seeing that Yang Fan was so sensible, Xue Wang laughed heartily.

He reached out and patted Yang Fan on the shoulder.

"Young man, just bear with it. We've all been there."

"Xue Ming spent nearly ten years skinning people in this skinning cave."

"All the contribution points he earned were taken away by his master, and it will be the same when he becomes the master."

"Just be patient and endure it. When you're able to kill your master, all those contribution points will be yours."

"Our Blood Fiend Sect values ​​the principle of the inferior defying the superior."

As he spoke, Xue forgot to pat Yang Fan on the shoulder.

Hearing this, Yang Fan was speechless for a moment, and could only nod obediently.

After saying that, seeing that Yang Fan was alright, Xue Wang waved his hand.

"Alright, if there's nothing else, hurry back and don't waste your time here."

"Yes."

Yang Fan turned and walked away, his brows furrowed as he went.

So it seems that Xue Ming took him in as a disciple and then sent him here to skin people alive, probably just to squeeze out his contribution points.

If that's the case, then there seems to be nothing to worry about.

But Yang Fan had a feeling that Xue Ming's plan was not that simple, and that there must be other conspiracies involved.

Once the thought crossed his mind, Yang Fan kept pondering it, and the more he thought about it, the more strange it seemed.

After a long pause, he shook his head slightly.

Forget it, let's wait and see. Who knows what Xue Ming is up to next?

After temporarily suppressing his thoughts, Yang Fan immediately headed towards the cave.

When he arrived at the cave, Xue Ming was wandering around nearby.

Seeing Yang Fan return, Xue Ming nodded.

"Judging by the time, you should be back by now."

Then he reached out his hand to Yang Fan.

"What is Master doing?"

Yang Fan stared blankly at Xue Ming.

Seeing this, Xue Ming frowned.

"What, you're really that honest, kid, you didn't hide anything?"

Yang Fan shook his head repeatedly.

"This disciple dares not keep anything to himself."

"What an idiot!"

Xue Ming glared at him fiercely.

"If you're going to skin people in the skinning den, how can you not hide something?"

"If you skin a few more corpses every day, and only hand over the skin of twenty, the rest of the skins are yours."

"Besides, you can just hide some of what they find on you and hand over the rest, right?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Fan hesitated for a moment.

"This disciple feels that someone is constantly watching inside, making it difficult to keep secrets."

Upon hearing this, Xue Ming patted his head.

"That's true, the Blood Forgotten thing left a trail of shadow worms underground."

"With that insect around, he can see your every move clearly."

"A phonograph?"

Yang Fan raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Upon hearing this, Xue Ming explained to him.

"That 'shadowing worm' is a kind of Gu worm. After being raised by its owner, it can be placed in a place to observe the host's condition."

"He hid a shadow bug in that skinning cave, so he could see everything that happened inside clearly."

"It seems that it won't be easy for you to do something underhanded, but it's not entirely impossible."

Xue Xiang thought for a moment, then took out an insect from his storage bag.

"Here, this bug can temporarily affect the vision of the shadow bug. Keep it with you."

"That way, every time you skin someone, you can collect the extra skin and bring it to me."

Also, don't forget to bring the good stuff from those corpses to me as a tribute.

After receiving the insect, Yang Fan carefully put it into his body.

Fortunately, the insect was not a problem and did not easily burrow into his body.

This made Yang Fan breathe a slight sigh of relief.

As Xue Ming spoke, he glanced at Yang Fan.

Did you understand what I said?

"This disciple understands."

Yang Fan hurriedly bowed to Xue Ming.

Seeing this, Xue Ming nodded in satisfaction.

"You're a smart guy, and you're reliable. I don't think you'd hold anything back from me, would you?"

Yang Fan nodded repeatedly.

Xue Ming snorted coldly.

"Hand over your storage bag; I need to search it."

Yang Fan hurriedly handed over the storage bag.

After searching inside, Xue Ming found that it was all just some worthless junk.

Bored, he tossed the storage bag back.

"Very good, from now on I will search your storage bag every day."

"You'll have to skin at least three more people every day. If you don't get that many, I'll hold you responsible."

After saying that, he put his hands behind his back, turned around and left.

Yang Fan hurriedly and respectfully bowed to the other party, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Very well, it seems that Xue Ming really just wants to use him as a laborer and squeeze more benefits out of him.

This is for the best; although such exploitation is cruel, it is not life-threatening.

What he feared most was that Xue Ming would do something else to him.

Fortunately, he has already obtained the Blood Spirit Technique, and he can continue to cultivate it.

Then, when the time is right, secretly leave this place.

However, now is not the time to leave here for the market; we must wait for the right opportunity.

With this in mind, Yang Fan patiently waited until Xue Ming left before returning to his room.

Then he summoned the King's Banner and looked at Zhou Peng.

"So, did you get a good look at that place? Did they tamper with it?"

Because the Human King Banner could be integrated with his body, he brought it with him when he went to the Skin Peeling Cave.

Through the Human King Banner, Zhou Peng also obtained a view of the entire Skinning Cave.

So Yang Fan hurriedly asked him to check if there was anything wrong with the skinning hole.

"I've looked around the skinning cave. It's not too dangerous; it's mainly filled with malevolent energy and bloodlust."

"With me here, these things won't affect you much."

"The one we should really be wary of is that guy named Xue Wang. I noticed he's been eyeing you closely; I'm afraid he has ill intentions."

Upon hearing this, Yang Fan sighed.

"You're right, I always felt there was something wrong with these old guys."