Harvest corpses, learn talismans, and continue lending

The Law Enforcement Disciple on guard returned, his footsteps echoing in the empty corridor.

Shen Fan silently turned around and quietly left the dark, damp place.

This night, for him, was an endless torment and struggle.

When Shen Fan finally completed his guard duty and walked out of the Law Enforcement Hall, dragging his weary body,

He was met with the desolate sight of Old Duan being slowly carried out of the dungeon.

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After leaving the Law Enforcement Hall, Shen Fan, distraught, stumbled back to the Waste Pill Room.

“Thump, thump, thump—!”

However, before he could recover from the grief of Old Duan’s suicide,

A series of heavy thuds suddenly came from the storage room, particularly jarring in the silent Waste Pill Room.

“What else was thrown down?”

Shen Fan was startled. He quickly got up, his hands trembling as he opened the small door to the storage room, then bent down and squeezed inside.

The next moment, the sight before him stunned him, as if he had been struck by lightning.

He saw corpses piled up like mountains, emitting a nauseating stench of decay.

Their bodies were covered in shocking wounds, as if they had endured inhumane torture and cruel interrogations.

Some of the corpses were even missing limbs, a gruesome sight that was unbearable to look at.

“This… this…”

Shen Fan’s eyes widened as he stared at everything in disbelief, a strong sense of fear and unease rising in his heart.

But he soon noticed that the clothes on these bodies were not those of Tianxuan Sect Disciples.

And just then, a familiar face came into view.

That deeply wrinkled, tree-bark-like old face was now completely devoid of color.

His unseeing eyes stared directly at Shen Fan, as if narrating endless grievances and unwillingness.

“Old Duan!”

Shen Fan shrieked and immediately rushed forward, pulling Old Duan out of the pile of dead bodies.

After a careful examination, he found that Old Duan had long since stopped breathing.

Moreover, his fatal wound was precisely in his Divine Mansion, which indicated that he had indeed committed suicide last night.

Seeing this, tears involuntarily flowed from Shen Fan’s eyes, his heart filled with sorrow and self-reproach.

But looking at so many corpses, Shen Fan quickly emerged from his grief, a hint of determination flashing in his eyes.

“So many corpses, how many Corpse Puppets can be refined!”

Shen Fan’s heart began to pound violently, as if he saw countless powerful Corpse Puppets beckoning to him.

He immediately took action, arranging the corpses one by one, then clearing out a qiankun bag.

He put all these corpses inside.

Shen Fan counted them: excluding the limbless and unusable corpses, there were a total of eighty-two complete bodies.

Moreover, corpses were still continuously being thrown down from the mountain.

Among them were even some fair-skinned, beautiful young women, their lives cruelly taken away.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk! What a pity!”

Shen Fan shook his head and sighed, a strange sense of regret welling up in his heart.

“While they’re still warm?”

But he quickly dismissed the thought.

“Beast! How could I be so filthy!”

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For an entire day, Shen Fan was busy collecting corpses.

He collected a total of 125 corpses, of which 89 were severely mutilated or missing limbs.

All of these were thrown into the incinerator and burned to ashes, as if to erase all sin and trace.

“Thump, thump, thump!”

Just as Shen Fan was working, the door to the Waste Pill Room was knocked again.

Sweating profusely, he nervously picked up a shovel and opened the door.

“What are you doing? Why did it take so long to open the door?”

The Law Enforcement Hall Disciples filed in and then walked straight towards the storage room.

When they saw that Shen Fan had thrown all the corpses inside into the incinerator and burned them,

The Law Enforcement Hall Disciples nodded in satisfaction, a hint of approval flashing in their eyes.

“Kid, well done!”

The Law Enforcement Hall Disciple patted Shen Fan’s shoulder, “I will report this matter truthfully to Elder Mu, and I believe he will reward you!”

“Thank you for your kind words, Senior Brother!” Shen Fan bowed repeatedly in gratitude, secretly feeling relieved.

After watching the Law Enforcement Disciples leave, Shen Fan immediately breathed a sigh of relief, as if a huge burden had been lifted.

Indeed, the people from the Law Enforcement Hall really sent someone to confirm.

These guys are truly terrifyingly meticulous!

And after the Law Enforcement Disciple returned, he truthfully reported the matter to Mu Xingtian.

“Reporting, Elder, after the Waste Pill Room received those corpses, they immediately proceeded to incinerate them. When we went in, that kid was diligently working at the incinerator. We personally saw corpses being thrown into the incinerator and burned completely clean!”

Mu Xingtian narrowed his eyes and nodded in satisfaction: “It seems I truly didn’t misjudge this kid. I heard this kid joined the Outer Sect, and relying on the Blood Spirit Ganoderma I gave him last time, his Blood Soul One Qi Skill should have reached around the third layer!”

“Tell him to work harder. Once he reaches the fifth layer of Blood Refining, he’ll be able to refine blood soul pills!”

The Law Enforcement Disciple immediately knelt and congratulated: “Congratulations, Revered Master, congratulations! Your Blood Soul Cultivation Plan is truly perfect!”

“Haha!”

Mu Xingtian stroked his beard and laughed proudly, “It is very perfect, but this has also attracted the attention of the Inner Sect. It seems I need to be more restrained in the future!”

“Moreover, this fishing plan was also executed perfectly, actually luring out so many big fish, finally giving the Inner Sect an explanation!”

“More importantly, I never expected that Leng Ningshuang was actually the Ice Fire Sect Sect Master’s daughter, no wonder she offered a million Spirit Stones as a reward. I’m almost tempted to take this girl and exchange her for those million Spirit Stones!”

In short, everything was exactly as Mu Xingtian had expected, as if everything was under his control.

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The corpse rain from the sky finally ended.

Shen Fan ultimately acquired 150 corpses, as if he had gained a huge fortune.

In the following days, Shen Fan diligently studied the art of Talismans on Seal Script Peak every day.

A month passed in a flash, and his Talisman art also made significant progress.

Today finally marked the day of Shen Fan’s first month of interest-free loan.

“Junior Brother, how is your study going? Those fifty Spirit Stones weren’t wasted, right!”

The Steward Disciple arrived at Shen Fan’s room with a grin.

After a month of interacting, Shen Fan also knew that this kid was called Meng Bufan, with a cultivation of Qi Refinement Stage Layer Six.

“The first month of interest-free payment is due. Are you planning to repay the full amount, or delay it for another month?”

“That fast?”

Shen Fan put down the ink brush in his hand and said in surprise.

“Of course, the time spent studying always passes so quickly!”

Meng Bufan laughed, “How was your learning process this past month?”

Shen Fan replied with satisfaction: “I guess I’ve gotten the hang of it, but I always feel that when drawing with this ink brush, the spiritual power gets a bit blocked, and sometimes the spiritual patterns explode!”

“Of course!”

Meng Bufan showed a subtle smile, “The ink brush in your hand was a gift, it’s the lowest quality. For your situation, just changing to a different ink brush will fix it!”

“Is that so? Do you have any recommendations, Senior Brother?” Shen Fan immediately became interested.

“Come, come! Follow me!”

Meng Bufan, as if he had planned it, led Shen Fan to another room.

“Take a look, these are all ink brushes specifically for drawing Talismans, and there are even quite a few Magical Artifact-grade ones. Look at this one!”

Meng Bufan took out an ink brush made of an unknown metal, emitting a faint glow.

“This is a wolf-hair ink brush made from the tail of a Foundation Establishment Stage Red Flame Flying Wolf, and a Formation is even carved on it. Not only can it make your writing smooth, but it can also assist in fending off enemies!”

“This Formation, when activated with spiritual power, can conjure a teleportation gate out of thin air, transporting you anywhere within a thousand meters. Whether it’s for escaping or for sneak attacks, it’s definitely an essential treasure for home travel!”

Hearing Meng Bufan’s introduction, Shen Fan immediately became interested: “How many Spirit Stones is this Magic Treasure?”

“Hey! Not expensive, only five hundred Spirit Stones, the same price as a qiankun bag!”

Meng Bufan said as if it was very cheap.

“So expensive and you say it’s not expensive?”

This price is already half of his entire fortune!

“If you think it’s expensive, Senior Brother can open up a loan shopping service for you!”

Meng Bufan immediately invited Shen Fan to sit down, a hint of cunning flashing in his eyes.

“If you take out a loan now, your current fifty Spirit Stone loan can be combined with this loan and included in the next repayment, and specifically for these fifty Spirit Stones, no interest will be charged!”