The Corpse Driver of Western Hunan: My profession panel has no upper limit.

The night was as dark as ink, and the bright moon hung high in the sky, but in the dense jungle below, a chilling scene unfolded.

A ragged corpse was running rapidly forward with its feet dangling in the air.

Upon closer inspection, Lu Jin's agile figure stood tall in the night sky. In the past seven days, he had also mastered the art of corpse driving.

His corpse-driving movements became smoother, but his physical strength didn't improve much.

This further intensified Lu Jin's desire to become stronger quickly.

Corpse-driving is ultimately a minor art.

Martial arts is the path to heaven.

He must become Lin Tianzheng's successor in order to come into contact with the true path of martial arts.

More than two hours later, Lu Jin returned to the familiar mass grave, but his courage had grown considerably since his first visit.

"I have offended you greatly; may you rest in peace here."

After all, having exploited the female corpse for so long, Lu Jin wasn't the kind of person who would break the rules.

Instead of burying the female corpse with the other corpses again, they spent considerable effort digging a new pit to build her a grave.

After doing all this, Lu Jin returned to the mass grave. There were wheel tracks and footprints around it, and the soil showed signs of being reburied, indicating that the county had transported another batch of corpses over.

Ignoring the stench of the corpses, Lu Jin quickly began searching through each one.

This time, the drop rate was significantly higher than the first time.

[You spend half an hour looting a corpse, your Corpse Transporter profession increases by 7.]

[Hit the 37-year lifespan limit, should I bind it?]

[You've touched the Black Tiger Fist martial art but haven't mastered it yet. Bind your account?]

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Although Lu Jin wanted all these things, he couldn't do anything about it until his corpse-driving profession was upgraded.

He can only be bound to one.

Then naturally, he should be bound to what he needs most. Lifespan and martial arts will come to him sooner or later as he becomes stronger.

After searching for an unknown amount of time, Lu Jin was slightly out of breath. "Wait a minute? Aren't there any corpses in this mass grave with good martial arts talent?"

But Lu Jin thought about it carefully.

If someone had good martial arts talent, they wouldn't have been sent to a mass grave. They would have been able to join a martial arts school or the army.

Not only are they rich and powerful, but even in death they have a coffin.

How could they possibly be sent to this mass grave?

Just as Lu Jin was about to try his luck again, a chill ran down his spine from behind, making the hairs on his body stand on end and his whole body tense up.

When he turned around, he saw a pair of eyes that gleamed fiercely in the night, like those of a wolf or a tiger.

hiss!

With a cry, Lu Jin had no time to react and only saw a blurry figure rushing towards him in the night.

This made Lu Jin prepared to fight to the death. He was convinced that the world was not peaceful anywhere, so he wanted to learn martial arts to become stronger.

But his path to becoming stronger had only just begun, and he didn't want to die here. Lu Jin's eyes turned fierce, and his five fingers dug into his flesh.

Even if the creature that ambushes him from behind is a tiger, he will still break its fangs.

The next second, Lu Jin saw the face of the creature that had attacked him. It was yellowish all over, exuding a terrifying aura, and its fangs gleamed in the moonlight.

It's a giant weasel!

It seemed to have come to life, at least several times larger than Lu Jin had ever seen, reaching the size of a cheetah.

Just as Lu Jin was about to make his move, a whoosh, like a sudden storm, pierced the night sky with the cry of a crane.

Lu Jin clearly saw a sharp arrow flying towards him at lightning speed, hitting the weasel in the abdomen with perfect accuracy. Blood splattered everywhere, and the weasel let out a scream before staggering away from the scene.

Upon seeing this scene, Lu Jin was stunned for a moment, then turned around and immediately saw three figures.

The three were all dressed in Taoist robes, two men and one woman, with the tall man standing in the center.

Beside him, the man, half a head shorter than him, put away his bow and arrow.

Thanks!

Lu Jin withdrew his gaze, thanked the other party, and soon he also saw the faces of the three people clearly.

"Young man, what are you digging for here so late at night?"

Upon hearing the words of the man who had saved him, Lu Jin slowly said, "Trying to steal some money almost led me astray by this weasel Jing."

Lu Jin was still in shock. He had heard that there were ghosts and monsters in this world, but he never expected that it was actually true.

I don't know...

The legends about the Four Ghosts of Western Hunan and the Ghost King of Western Hunan from the memories of the previous body came flooding back.

This further fueled Lu Jin's desire for martial arts.

He must find an item that can improve his aptitude so that he can embark on the path to martial arts mastery as soon as possible.

"Brother, be careful. Petty theft is ultimately a lowly path."

The tall man who was leading the group spoke up calmly, but the woman beside him whispered, "Senior brother, let's go. This time we must find the Muchen Pearl."

As soon as she finished speaking, the tall man glared at her fiercely, while Lu Jin was instantly bewildered.

No?

What is the Muchen Pearl?

Did he travel to the world of Ghost Blows Out the Light?

Taoist priest, Muchen Pearl.

Lu Jin suddenly realized a possibility: Could it be that Tianxia Bachang hadn't lied to his readers?

If it's true, then these three Taoist priests are the Mountain Moving Taoists, and they're going down into the tomb.

This immediately gave Lu Jin an idea.

He couldn't seem to find anything of value in this mass grave. If only he could go down into the tomb with the others...

In ancient times, anyone who could have a mausoleum had to be at least a general.

Perhaps by following them, Lu Jin can find what he wants.

I'm taking the gamble!

Lu Jin gritted his teeth. His martial arts talent wasn't that outstanding. Relying solely on his own stats, although he could improve his martial arts skills...

But he wanted to become a corpse driver to inherit Lin Tianzheng's mantle and get in touch with true martial arts as soon as possible.

In this chaotic world, only those who possess great strength can secure a peaceful life.

If he doesn't become Lin Tianzheng's apprentice, then if he wants to learn real martial arts, he must go to a martial arts school in the county or even a big city to become an apprentice.

The exorbitant tuition fees were beyond Lu Jin's means.

"Gentlemen, please wait a moment. Are you the legendary Mountain-Moving Taoists?"

As soon as Lu Jin said this, the three of them stopped in their tracks and all turned their gazes to him.

Immediately, Lu Jin also started to ramble on about what Tianxia Bachang had written.

"The tomb raiders, the gold hunters, the mountain movers, the ridge unloaders..."

"May I ask which school of thought you belong to, young man?"

At that moment, the tall man immediately became interested, and Lu Jin inwardly complained upon hearing this.

That's utter nonsense.

Which faction could he belong to?

"Corpse transport".

"..."

The three men glared at Lu Jin, but Lu Jin remained calm. "I wonder if the three of you could bring my men with you?"

Seeing the three hesitate, Lu Jin quickly added, "You may not know this, but the reason I came here so late at night is because of the sect's test of courage. We need to drive a corpse back before dawn. Whoever drives the most special and powerful corpse will become a disciple."

Lu Jin wasn't making this up; becoming a corpse driver really does require overcoming a test of courage.

Lu Jin simply didn't know what the test was.

"It is fate that we meet. It seems that you are going to the tomb. I think if I can bring back a corpse from the tomb, I will surely become a disciple."

"I will repay you handsomely after this is accomplished."

Seeing that Lu Jin's story sounded plausible, the tall man asked Lu Jin to prove it.

Lu Jin also used his corpse-driving skill, and his smooth movements immediately confirmed his identity as a corpse driver.

"Yes, but going into the tomb is fraught with danger. Life and death are left to fate. If it succeeds, there is no need for further reward."

"If one day the three of us perish in the grave, I hope that you, young man, can find our bodies and bring them back to the vicinity of Changqing Temple for burial."

Lu Jin nodded in agreement. As for how to determine the three people's burial sites, Lu Jin was told to go to Changqing Temple 30 years later. If there were no graves for the three of them there, then they had died in some kind of tomb.

After a brief exchange, Lu Jin learned the names of the three people.

The tall man was named Xu Yeqing, the other was his junior brother Chang Ping, and the third was his junior sister Lin Hanguang.

"It's not Ghost Blows Out the Light, but Tianxia Bachang really wasn't lying."

Lu Jin learned that there were many Taoists in their Changqing Temple, not just Partridge Whistle and his two companions as described in Ghost Blows Out the Light.

Changqing Temple is also located in western Hunan, but it is about 100 kilometers away from Lu Jin's Miao village.

There are many groups of three like theirs searching for the Muchen Pearl, and Lu Jin is wondering if the Muchen Pearl really is in the Tomb of King Xian.

Their reasons for searching for the Muchen Pearl are similar to those described in Tianxia Bachang's novels.

He is cursed by demons and monsters, and only the Muchen Pearl can lift the curse.

"Do ghosts and monsters really exist in this world?"

"Of course, Brother Lu, you'll see him when you officially become a corpse driver."

"The weasel you saw before was just a small fry. If you're not strong enough, don't come to this area again. That weasel holds a grudge."

Upon hearing Chang Ping's words, Lu Jin's eyes sharpened, and he swore an oath.

Once he becomes stronger, the first thing he will do is kill this weasel spirit.

"Oh, and zombies too."

"Young man, there might be zombies in the tomb we're going into this time. Why don't you reconsider? We might not be able to protect you then."

Chang Ping patted Lu Jin on the shoulder with a smile, but Lin Hanguang interrupted him, "Senior brother, don't scare him. Corpse transformation depends on the right time, place, and people."

"The yin energy here is not heavy, the burial was not done vertically, and the coffin was not made of wood, so there are no conditions for the corpse to turn into a zombie."

"Junior sister, I was just joking with this young man. A corpse driver can't be a coward."

Chang Ping had barely finished speaking when Xu Yeqing interrupted him, "Alright, stop fooling around, let's get down to business and retrieve the Fen Shan Jue Zi Jia."

In an instant, Chang Ping took off his backpack, and a huge pangolin quietly appeared, chirping as if it were telling something.

The next second, it dug its way down into the ground, making Lu Jin's eyes shine even brighter.

He had a premonition.

He's sure to gain something from this looting of the corpse!

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