The Ancient Zombie Emperor

As for 5000 years ago, a name had appeared in everyone's mind — War Saint!

This person's battle prowess was astonishing. Out of all the Martial Saints in the history, only he had used a battle as a holy symbol. This showed just how extraordinary he was. The Martial Saint was publicly acknowledged by future generations. His battle prowess swept the world for ten thousand years, and no one dared to leave him alone.

In the last tens of thousands of years, only one Martial Saint had been born. This meant that he was a peerless existence.

Furthermore, Xiao Mu had said that unless he became a Martial King expert, only a Martial Saint would be able to kill Jin Gao within five years. In such a short period of time, from the first level of the Martial Master Realm to the third level of the Martial King, Xiao Mu was comparable to a Martial Saint.

For a moment, mocking voices sounded, and everyone laughed at Xiao Mu's overestimation of his strength.

"Haha …" I will give you time to become a Martial King and within five years, I will personally come to kill you. Jin Gao sneered.

The other Martial King s had also left. Towards this ordinary student who had defeated Gao Yuntian, they initially wanted to accept him as their disciple, but to be so arrogant and conceited was truly rare. They shook their heads one after the other, and revealed faces of disappointment.

Gongsun Che was also speechless.

Originally, such a great opportunity had been ruined by Xiao Mu's presumptuous words. However, Xiao Mu knew more than anyone else what the consequences of saying those words to him would be.

The master he wanted to acknowledge was not these Martial King.

Amongst the Martial King, there were different grades and ranks. There were martial cultivation s who had just entered the Martial King Realm, there were older generation Martial King and peerless Martial King, such as those of Mu Tian.

After everyone left, Xiao Mu returned to his courtyard. Dong Dawei and the rest were cheering for Xiao Mu's victory over Gao Yuntian, and in the room, the table was full of delicious food. Wan Er quietly sat next to Xiao Mu, which made Zhao Qing frown.

Zhuge Bai and Niu Wei were also tactful as they did not join the battle between the two women.

"Big Brother Xiao Mu, come and eat more." Wan Er gave Xiao Mu some food. He smiled sweetly, and revealed a cute look as he grabbed onto me.

Zhao Qing was not to be outdone, she gave Xiao Mu more food and said: "Xiao Mu, eat more, now is the time for your body to grow."

Finally, after finishing this meal, Xiao Mu flew to the cultivation room. He continued to cultivate the One Breath Dao Arts. In his sea of consciousness, the small golden cauldron gradually took shape. Golden light glittered and the patterns on it became clearer. It gave off a mysterious and unfathomable aura, like a natural Dao mark.

Following the creation of the small golden cauldron, the Spiritual Power in Xiao Mu's sea of consciousness suddenly increased by a huge amount, causing him to be extremely happy. The mental cultivation method that the female corpse gave him was actually this powerful!

After a while, Xiao Mu came out of his cultivation, the Spirit Crystals he exchanged with the martial ring had all been used up by him, it was obvious how crazy his cultivation had been recently. After exchanging some heavenly and earthly spiritual extract for millions of Spirit Crystals, the elders at the trading point were so shocked that their eyelids jumped …

After exiting the Nanshan Academy, Xiao Mu followed Mu Tian's instructions and headed northwest of Nantu City. There was an underground bazaar there. Two thousand years ago, there was a huge city there. Due to an earthquake, the city fell into an underground chasm. Over time, this underground city became a real "ghost city". Many wanted and heinous martial cultivation rushed into the ghost city, making it an underground trading ground.

When Xiao Mu arrived at the Ghost City, he was completely shocked. This underground city had a huge silhouette, the streets in all directions, the alleyways and taverns were scattered all over the place, it was completely an underground Nantu City.

One of them was to sell the corpses of the dead. The older the corpse, the fewer people there were who knew the owner of the corpse, so the price would naturally be higher.

Xiao Mu came here to find a suitable corpse for Mu Tian, Qin Xiaoyao, and Wang Er.

In the southern corner of the underground trading area, an unremarkable palace that was hidden among many ancient houses had the words "Corpse Fragrance Workshop" written on it!

When Xiao Mu entered, a ghastly aura assaulted their senses, causing them to involuntarily shiver. This aura was that of a dead person. There were coffins in the shop, and every single one of them had an ice-cold aura on them, as if they were corpses.

This was an aura that came from being in contact with many dead people. In this kind of environment, the Ten-Thousand Corpse Mantra was actually a little restless, and sent a happy signal to Xiao Mu.

The moment he appeared here, he attracted several gazes from the dark, causing Xiao Mu to tremble inwardly.

"Excuse me, what kind of service do you need?" A white-faced woman who looked like a ghost smiled. However, this kind of smile really made one feel inexplicably horrified.

Xiao Mu lowered his voice as much as possible, and said in a hoarse voice: "I need three corpses.

With that, the woman's eyes lit up. With a thousand-year corpse, those who could afford it were either rich or noble.

Immediately, the lady started to compliment Xiao Mu more and more. She brought him to the three coffins side by side, and after taking the corpse nails off the coffins, a sinister and terrifying Qi leaked out. After opening the coffins, what shockingly, were three white-skinned corpses that carried along ancient clothing.

For a corpse that was thousands of years old and had an aura that exceeded 100 years old, it had to be on guard. Otherwise, if someone was to be infected by a living person, they would be poisoned.

Xiao Mu was satisfied with the three corpses, and asked: "I want these three corpses."

"Esteemed customer, the three corpses will cost a total of three million and five hundred thousand spirit crystals. I can give you a discount and only need three million." The woman smiled.

Xiao Mu shivered. Three corpses for three million spirit crystals, this business was indeed very profitable.

"Hold on!" Suddenly, a voice sounded.

A woman wearing a Rakshasi mask walked over, looked at the three corpses, and said with glowing eyes, "I want these three corpses, I'll pay four million spirit crystals!"

Xiao Mu frowned and said with a hoarse voice: "Friend, first come first serve. I'm afraid it's not good for you to intercept me halfway."

"Heh heh, the rules of the Corpse Fragrance Workshop has always been passed down by those with a high price." The woman wearing the Rakasha mask sneered.

Xiao Mu glanced at the excessively white faced woman, but the woman remained indifferent and just quietly stood to one side. It was clear that she had tacitly agreed to such a thing. Cursing himself, Xiao Mu said: "Four million five hundred thousand spirit crystals."

The woman wearing the Rakshasi mask said in an emotionless voice, "Five million spirit crystals."

Xiao Mu gritted his teeth: "7 million!"

Instantly, many people shot an uproar at Xiao Mu. Seven million Spirit Crystals, this amount was no small amount even to the The Ten Ancient Families s.