63: Chapter 63 A mere Golden Core cultivator, how dare you block my path to becoming a Grandmaster?

"soul control bell?" Chen Yan raised an eyebrow. How come this thing sounds like a "Soul-Absorbing Bell"?

Just as he was about to ask what the soul control bell did, he heard the ringing suddenly travel from afar to nearby, becoming louder and louder.

"Ding-ling~ Ding-ling-ling~"

The ringing was piercing, making his eardrums buzz. Chen Yan rubbed his ears, grimacing as he muttered, "This thing is so annoying!"

Leng Qingshuang looked at his appearance, the corners of her mouth curling slightly as she chuckled, "The soul control bell is a Spiritual Artifact, after all."

"If you don't protect your ears with spiritual power and rely solely on your Physical Body to resist, it's useless."

Chen Yan looked up at his Revered Master, aggrieved, "You didn't tell me that beforehand?"

He hurriedly circulated his spiritual power to protect his ears. The piercing, annoying ringing instantly lost its effect!

"Creak~" "Creak~" As they spoke, the tightly shut doors of every household in the small town suddenly opened one by one.

The teeth-grinding sound of door leaves rubbing against each other rang out suddenly. In this deathly silent space, it seemed exceptionally eerie and sinister!

Chen Yan subconsciously held his breath, staring wide-eyed at those doorways. He saw that the villagers, who were originally listless inside the houses, actually walked out one by one after hearing the bell.

Their movements were sluggish, their figures withered. They acted as if they didn't see Chen Yan and the other person at all. Their expressions were dull and wooden; like puppets on strings, they walked in unison toward the same direction.

Chen Yan curiously looked through the open courtyard gate into the yard, wanting to know what these walking corpses had been grinding just now. But the yard was empty; there was nothing to be seen.

Just as he was puzzled, his gaze swept over the ground where those few people had been sitting. His pupils instantly shrank!

He saw that the ground there was sunken, dug into a pit. The opening was tightly wrapped and sealed with sesame oil ropes. Through the gaps, one could clearly see that inside the pit below, a long-withered corpse was tied up! A corpse, an infant's corpse!

"Why... why are they tying up that baby?" Chen Yan's eyes were full of anger: "Why not even spare an infant?!"

Leng Qingshuang glanced at it, her eyes trembling slightly, and she sighed softly: "Once the Corpse Refining Field is raised, the first ones to be eroded by the corpse evil are infants!"

"Under the control of the soul control bell, they struggle desperately, wanting to crawl out. Mortals are ignorant; they mistake it for being possessed and think that tying up the infant will alleviate it. They don't know that once corpse Qi enters the body, the Three Ethereal Souls and Seven Corporeal Spirits dissipate, and there is no hope of recovery!"

She looked up at the dense crowd of walking corpses on the street and said in a low voice: "Just like them now, corpse evil has entered their brains, and their Souls have already dissipated. They are just bodies nourishing corpse Qi!"

Chen Yan: "..." He silently watched this group of walking dead, feeling his chest tighten, so stifled he couldn't catch his breath!

Since he arrived in this world, he had spent these past few months at the Taiqing Sword Sect. Even though he had faced harassment and assassination attempts from Li Qingxuan and the Fifth Peak, he had been under his Revered Master's protection!

He had always felt that cultivating immortality was just like that. With the System as a cheat, he just wanted to be carefree and happy! Waking up to hold the power of the world, sleeping drunk on the lap of a beauty!

Yet unexpectedly, this world was far darker than he had imagined! He had only just descended the mountain, and he had already witnessed such a tragic and inhumane scene.

"Ding-ling~ Ding-ling-ling~" The ringing came again, becoming increasingly urgent. Upon hearing this sound, the rows of walking corpses actually quickened their pace!

Chen Yan turned to look at his Revered Master, his eyes filled with an ambiguous meaning. If he could, he would just want to turn around and leave!

This scene was so eerie, and he didn't even know who was behind it. He was completely in the dark; only an idiot would rush in blindly! After all, he was no Saint; he couldn't sacrifice his own life to maintain world peace.

But he saw Leng Qingshuang lower her eyelids, her voice cold and clear: "The Taiqing Sword Sect cannot manage all the injustices in the world, but since this Heishi Town has stumbled before me, it is Karma. If Karma is not resolved, the Dao is difficult to achieve!"

Fine, have it your way! Chen Yan sighed inwardly. I knew it! This tsundere Revered Master of mine, someone who would dig her own grave just for Face, how could she possibly turn a blind eye to this scene?

"Fine, today this little brother will risk his life to accompany you, big sister!" He waved his hand, his pride soaring to the clouds: "Speak, big sister, what do you plan to do?"

Leng Qingshuang looked at him, and suddenly her red lips curved slightly, bringing out a breathtaking smile. "It's not what I plan to do, but what you plan to do?"

Chen Yan was stunned: "Ah? What? Me?" No, this script is wrong, right? Shouldn't it be that you, Revered Master, go into battle to kill the enemy, while I wave flags and shout support from behind? After you, Revered Master, slay the evil with your sword, shouldn't I pretend to be frightened, throw myself into your arms, "ying ying ying", and beg for comfort? How did the protagonist become me?

Listening to the Rebellious Disciple's plan in his heart, Leng Qingshuang secretly laughed. Pfft! Still want to throw yourself into my arms? Dream on!

She said with a smile: "This descent down the mountain was meant to be your training. This person uses Mortals to refine corpses, but lures them without killing, only for the final corpse decomposition to return to one. This method, even among demonic cultivators, belongs to the lowest tier; at most, they can only refine a Flying Zombie, and their cultivation is no more than Golden Core!"

She turned her head, looked at Chen Yan, and smiled at the corner of her mouth: "It's just right for you to practice with."

Chen Yan: "..." What kind of good person uses a Golden Core demonic cultivator to let their own Disciple practice? Are you really not afraid that your precious, obedient Disciple will be hammered to pieces by the demonic cultivator? Training is training, just find some small fry for me to practice with. How can every time be an extreme challenge?

He was just about to act spoiled and plead with his Revered Master. [Detected the host's strong desire to show off in front of his Revered Master; issuing new task: Little Demonic Cultivator!]

[Little Demonic Cultivator: Using Mortals to refine corpses is utterly devoid of conscience! Please, host, slay the true culprit with your sword and avenge the villagers of Heishi Town! Task completion reward: Yin-Yang Dual Cultivation Ode!]

[Yin-Yang Dual Cultivation Ode: Earth Rank Medium Grade, Dual Cultivation Technique; isolated Yin cannot grow, solitary Yang cannot last. Only when Yin and Yang complement each other can one attain eternity! If both cultivate it together, and are of one heart, it can merge into one and advance to a Heaven Rank Cultivation Technique!]

Chen Yan's eyes erupted with a sharp light, and he immediately slapped his chest, shouting loudly: "Practice! I'll practice on a Golden Core!"

"Why descend the mountain for training? Isn't it just to challenge limits?" "It's just a mere Golden Core; you just stay behind me to guard, big sister, wait for me to go and return!"

As he spoke, he immediately took out an Invisibility Talisman and stuck it on himself! He pushed his Breath Concealment Technique to the limit, completely blending his aura into this group of walking corpses.

While sneaking forward, he cheered and jumped for joy in his heart. "Dual Cultivation, Dual Cultivation, Dual Cultivation~ I just want to Dual Cultivate~" "Hey! A mere Golden Core, how dare you block my path to seducing my Revered Master?"

Leng Qingshuang rolled her eyes speechlessly and spat softly. [Detected the host's Rebellious Disciple behavior, rebellious value +666!]

Chen Yan followed the corpse tide as it gradually moved toward the square in the town. All the walking corpses in the entire small town, and even the unrotted corpses from the mass grave outside the town, had all gathered here.

In the square, which was less than a hundred zhang across, it was now densely packed with walking corpses. It was a dark, overwhelming mass! There were no roars, no growls. But this soulless dullness appeared even more terrifying!

The entire air was permeated with a stench of rot. Chen Yan forced himself to endure the nausea and silently hid in a tree, only then seeing clearly the scene in the center of the square.