Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"Be careful!"

Suddenly, an unexpected change occurred. Lu Feng's expression also hardened, and he slashed forward with his Flame-Swallowing Blade, instantly repelling the black shadow.

"roar...!"

The dark figure swiftly retreated back to the entrance of the ancient well, letting out a furious roar of resentment. At the same time, it revealed its true form: a middle-aged man with a hideous face and long fingernails, whose entire body was shrouded in a dense aura of death, making him extremely eerie.

"You, you're Uncle Mo...?!"

Upon seeing the attacker reveal his true identity, Lin Xiaoyu's eyes widened in surprise.

Because the other party was none other than one of the missing villagers of Linjia Village, who was also the only blacksmith in the village and usually lived next door to them.

"Uncle Mo?"

Sheathing his sword and standing before him, Lu Feng also looked puzzled. "Is this person also a villager from Linjia Village?"

"No, that's right! Uncle Mo is usually a very nice person, how could he become like this..."

Lin Xiaoyu covered her mouth in disbelief, while Lu Feng looked thoughtful, as if he had guessed something.

"It seems my calculations were correct."

Gu Canyang's voice came to my ears again.

"Young Master Lu, the missing villagers in this village, including the little girl's parents, have all been turned into corpses by some evil cultivator. Cultivating these corpses requires a large amount of living essence and blood, which is not an easy task."

"No wonder all the chickens, ducks, and livestock in the village are gone; they were probably eaten by the zombies..."

Lu Feng nodded secretly, recalling the strange behavior of Lin's parents after they turned into corpses.

The two were most likely affected by the corpse energy, which is why they became so bloodthirsty and violent, and attacked their only daughter, Lin Xiaoyu.

If Lu Feng hadn't arrived in time, Lin Xiaoyu would most likely have been eaten by her parents, leaving no trace of her body!

"Eighth level of body refining realm?"

Just as Lu Feng was pondering, another cold, eerie voice drifted over.

The next moment, two figures rushed out of the well one after the other and landed steadily opposite Lu Feng, their faces showing confusion.

The newcomers were all dressed in gray Taoist robes, wearing ghost hats, and had a string of white bone bells wrapped around their left wrists. They looked strangely eerie and seemed to be martial artists.

"Boy, who are you?"

The gaunt man glanced at Lu Feng not far away, a hint of wariness appearing in his eyes.

Although he was a half-step Nascent Soul Realm martial artist, he was not afraid of Lu Feng in terms of cultivation level alone. However, he practiced the Heavenly Corpse Summoning Scripture of the Heavenly Corpse Path lineage, and his strength depended entirely on the number and quality of the corpses under his command.

As for the gaunt man's own strength, it was not outstanding, even slightly weaker than other cultivators of the same level, which is why he did not rush to make a move.

"That's the same question I wanted to ask you: who are you, you heretical sorcerers?"

Faced with the gaunt man's probing questions, Lu Feng merely smiled coldly, gesturing for Lin Xiaoyu to step behind him. His tone was equally stern, "Were the villagers of Lin Family Village killed by the two of you?"

"I advise you to confess honestly, and I'll consider letting you die a quick death...!"

"Third Senior Brother, this kid seems to know what happened in Lin Family Village. Could it be that he's the one who destroyed the top-quality corpse we found yesterday?"

Seeing Lu Feng's confidence and arrogance, the gray-robed youth beside him also stepped forward, his tone revealing a hint of resentment.

"It's definitely this kid, no doubt about it!"

Upon hearing this, the gaunt man's face also contorted with rage, and his gaze towards Lu Feng was filled with murderous intent. "So, which bastard destroyed my carefully crafted corpse? It's you, you little bastard!"

Although he still had quite a few corpses, most of them were of low quality, just the most common "bronze corpses".

The two corpse embryos destroyed by Lu Feng were Lin's father and mother. If properly nurtured, they could likely evolve into "silver corpses" or even more powerful "golden corpses".

That's why the emaciated man is so angry right now. After all, even if he is a disciple of the Heavenly Corpse Path, it is not an easy task to cultivate a high-level corpse, and it requires a lot of effort.

"It really was you two who did it."

Seeing the gaunt man jump out and "self-destruct," Lu Feng's expression also turned cold. "Heh, although I'm not a righteous cultivator, I still can't stand you evil cultivators who harm the innocent and do evil."

"Since you two have run into my hands today, you'll leave your lives behind!"

Lu Feng spoke calmly, but his murderous intent was hard to conceal.

Like Lu Feng, Lin Xiaoyu, upon learning that the emaciated man and his companions were the true culprits who killed her parents and destroyed Lin Family Village, was also...

"Hahahaha! You, a mere eighth-level Body Refinement cultivator, dare to challenge the Heavenly Corpse Sect? What a joke!"

"Second Senior Brother, it seems you haven't made a move much lately. These martial artists from Dongyun Kingdom have forgotten the illustrious reputation of our Heavenly Corpse Sect. They're truly overestimating themselves!"

Faced with Lu Feng's threat, the gaunt man and the gray-robed youth beside him exchanged a glance, then burst into laughter, clearly not taking the former seriously.

After all, the Heavenly Corpse Sect behind them was a ninth-grade sect. Although it had only a few dozen disciples, it was still not something that a mere eighth-level Body Refinement Realm martial artist like Lu Feng could afford to offend.

"So it was you who killed my parents!"

"You two damned sorcerers...!"

After learning the truth, Lin Xiaoyu, who was hiding behind Lu Feng, was also filled with righteous indignation. Her beautiful eyes were filled with anger, and her pretty face turned red with rage.

If she hadn't been unarmed, a mere woman, and hadn't been stopped by Lu Feng, she probably would have rushed over and fought the gaunt man and his men to the death.

"Miss Lin, step back a little and keep your distance. I'll handle these two."

Lu Feng gestured for Lin Xiaoyu behind him to calm down and said in a composed tone.

Although the gaunt man and the gray-robed youth opposite him were both at the half-step Condensation Realm, their actual strength was quite ordinary. With Lu Feng's current strength, he was not afraid at all.

"You can all come at me together."

With another wave of his hand, Lu Feng spoke calmly, his tone brimming with provocation.

"You brat, stop your arrogance!"

Faced with Lu Feng's provocation, the gaunt man was enraged and roared, "Third junior brother, attack together and kill this bastard!"

After all, he had been wandering the martial world for many years, and this was the first time he had been so looked down upon, especially by someone who was just a lowly eighth-level Body Refinement Realm martial artist.

"You little bastard, you're asking for it!"

The gray-robed youth's expression also darkened. He immediately flung out the string of white bone bells in his hand, chanting incantations, "Heavenly Corpse Summoning Scripture, all corpses, heed my command, rise!"

"Ring...! Ring...! Ring...!"

As a series of crisp, piercing, and eerie bell sounds rang out, countless deep cracks suddenly appeared on the once peaceful ground. From these cracks, eerie black figures slowly crawled out, their bodies radiating a dense, lingering aura of death—they were all corpses.

"Are there still so many corpses?"

"Just how many innocent villagers did those two guys kill...?"

Upon seeing this, Lu Feng also narrowed his eyes and became wary.