93: Jin Dynasty situation

"They are young, Revered Master, do you think I am also young?"

A trace of a smile appeared on Green Butterfly's face, and the red birthmark and countless black holes on her cheek seemed to be gradually twisting at this moment.

"Disciple, what do you want to do?"

The Corpse King of the Yellow Springs's voice trembled slightly, and the pus on the ground flowed backward like living water, but the speed was very slow, so slow that even a three-year-old child could easily catch up!

"Green Butterfly has never forgotten your nurturing grace, but three years ago, I heard a very fresh rumor.

Someone said that you, Old Man, were once a woman, and that you died while being pursued by enemies, only to be resurrected by the Puppet Great Method and become the Corpse King of the Yellow Springs you are today. Later, you, Old Man, slaughtered a certain village and snatched a newborn female infant with a High Grade Spiritual Root…

You must have wanted to take over your disciple's body and restore your female form, right?"

After saying these words, a misty haze appeared in Green Butterfly's eyes, and the smile on her face became increasingly cold.

The puddle of pus on the ground no longer spoke, it just kept surging towards the distant grass.

It now wished it was dead; it should have known not to speak…

"Revered Master, don't worry, I won't kill you."

Green Butterfly rubbed her eyes, then took out a black iron can from her Storage Ring and injected Spiritual Qi into it.

This iron can could isolate Spiritual Qi and Divine Sense; even sealing a soul inside would not be a problem.

As Spiritual Qi was injected, the iron can immediately produced a suction force, drawing the liquid-state Corpse King of the Yellow Springs on the ground into it.

She took out a packet of red powder and poured it into the can, and immediately, the heart-wrenching screams of the Corpse King of the Yellow Springs echoed from within.

"Green Butterfly, you repay kindness with enmity!"

"From now on, your disciple will provide you with a packet of Soul Devouring Powder every day!"

"Even if I become a ghost, I won't let you go!"

"You won't have the chance to become a ghost."

…

On the other side.

Qin Feng and Tie Zhu stood on the Wood Spirit Boat, quickly heading towards the blood spirit stone mine.

Below the Wood Spirit Boat hung a strand of hair covered in maggots.

"Feng Ge, there are people over there, let's go take a look!"

Tie Zhu, covered in a black robe, pointed excitedly at the nearby mountain, where several Cultivators were working together to subdue a second-tier Spirit Beast.

After the Wood Spirit Boat flew to the location, Tie Zhu loudly shouted to the several Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivators below:

"The Corpse King of the Yellow Springs has been slain by my Netherworld Soul Hall!"

After shouting, Qin Feng, with an embarrassed expression, quickly piloted the Wood Spirit Boat away. This kind of scene had happened many times along the way.

Given Tie Zhu's enthusiasm, he probably wished he could carry the Corpse King of the Yellow Springs's head and stroll around Qinghe Ward to announce the current strength of the Netherworld Soul Hall!

After passing the Cultivators from earlier, they didn't encounter anyone else along the way. Tie Zhu stood bored on the Wood Spirit Boat and said:

"Feng Ge, there aren't many strong Cultivators in the Jin Kingdom now. The strongest evil Cultivator before was the Corpse King of the Yellow Springs, and now that he's dead, it's time for our Netherworld Soul Hall to show off its might."

"What is the current strength of the Netherworld Soul Hall?"

"Hehe, probably over three hundred people, with about sixty-plus Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivators, and the rest are all Qi Refinement Stage, mostly Late Stage Qi Refinement. Our two strengths are the strongest."

Qin Feng frowned and glanced at him, a speechless expression on his face.

With the current strength of the Netherworld Soul Hall, being too rampant didn't seem good.

Tie Zhu scratched his head and laughed awkwardly, "Before, some people weren't willing to obey my orders. Now that we're bringing back the old dog of Yellow Springs's head, we should be able to make them listen."

"Let's keep a low profile for now. Yanyu Tower never confronts people directly, but it also developed, didn't it? If we openly expose our forces, just look at what happened to Ghost King Sect and Chang Sheng Sword Sect."

Qin Feng sighed, and Tie Zhu's eyes also gradually became conflicted.

Because many consequences were unavoidable.

If the Netherworld Soul Hall remained hidden, developing its numbers or doing anything would inevitably face certain obstacles.

But if it openly established a Sect like other Sects, it would certainly encounter many enemies, and perhaps one day it could be casually slapped to death by a Righteous Path powerhouse.

"Grand ambitions are so difficult."

Tie Zhu couldn't help but sigh, reaching up to smooth the black hair in front of him behind his ears, a melancholic expression on his face.

Qin Feng sighed and said, "You can't get fat with one bite. Let's find an opportunity to devour Chang Sheng Sword Sect first."

"Holy cow, I originally planned to take advantage of Ghost Wizard Old Daoist's absence to take down Ghost King Sect first. We thought alike!"

Back at the mine.

Many evil Cultivators of the Netherworld Soul Hall had already gathered here under Tie Zhu's orders. Besides the miners, over a hundred Cultivators stood in an open space, expressionlessly looking at Tie Zhu and Qin Feng.

Most of these people, like Green Butterfly from Huangyao Valley, had joined due to Tie Zhu's coercion and temptation. Most of them inwardly looked down on this bandit-like organization and had no sense of belonging at all.

"Brothers, I'm back!"

When the Wood Spirit Boat flew over the mine, Tie Zhu immediately shouted to everyone, then grabbed the Corpse King of the Yellow Springs's head and threw it towards the crowd.

"This is?"

"Whose head is this? It stinks so much!"

"It looks like an Old Man's. Could it be that the Hall Revered Master dug up someone's grave? Last month, I dug up a grave that was said to have been buried for half a month, but it didn't smell as bad as this Old Man!"

Everyone discussed, and some used their Divine Sense to investigate. The crowd quickly quieted down, because someone discovered that this head was extraordinary.

Based on the remaining aura and appearance, many people inwardly guessed that this might be the head of the Core Formation Stage evil Cultivator who had robbed the Spirit Stone mine a while ago!

When they looked at Tie Zhu again, many people's eyes changed, becoming very respectful and adoring!

The Wood Spirit Boat landed on the ground. Tie Zhu walked a few steps forward, kicked the head on the ground, sending it flying to a distant tree branch where it hung, and then said to everyone:

"Brothers, the old dog of Yellow Springs has been completely eradicated by the joint efforts of this Deputy Hall Master and your Hall Revered Master! From now on, the Jin Kingdom will be our Netherworld Soul Hall's backyard. Everyone must obey my and the Netherworld Soul Hall Revered Master's arrangements!"

Tie Zhu's tone carried an unquestionable authority, and the rest of the people also showed curious expressions.

In their opinion, the original Netherworld Soul Hall Revered Master was a Genius among evil Cultivators, able to withstand a Nascent Soul stage cultivator without dying even with a Late Stage Foundation Establishment cultivation, and even come and go freely.

Why could this scruffy-looking middle-aged man be the Hall Revered Master?

"Does everyone doubt my ability?"

Qin Feng smiled slightly, his humble yet not subservient gaze sweeping over everyone, yet no one was willing to incur his displeasure.

Seeing this, Qin Feng was slightly disappointed.

He had originally planned to kill a chicken to scare the monkeys, slaughtering a troublemaker as a warning, but he didn't expect these people to be unwilling to be the first to step forward…

"Alright, alright, everyone disperse."

Tie Zhu waved his hand indifferently, then led Qin Feng to the side.

For the two of them, the Netherworld Soul Hall, Huangyao Valley, and so on were secondary; the most important thing was the discarded blood spirit stones!

When they reached a secluded spot, Tie Zhu took a Storage Pouch from his waist:

"Feng Ge, I've collected about ten thousand of these for you first. Don't forget to give me some blood spirit stones then, because my current ghostly appearance will require at least ten blood spirit stones to fully recover!"

Tie Zhu's face showed a troubled expression. He could roughly sense that Qin Feng had a way to nourish discarded blood spirit stones into finished blood spirit stones.

However, since Qin Feng didn't say anything, he didn't ask actively. After all, blood spirit stones were valuable, and if the news of being able to cultivate them leaked out, it would attract a lot of trouble.

The less one knew, the safer one was!

"Let's talk about it after all the discarded blood spirit stones are dug out. I'm not busy these days either."

"Alright then, it's time for us to collect our spoils of war now."

Tie Zhu raised the Corpse King of the Yellow Springs's Storage Pouch in his hand, then immediately walked to the nearby canopy, casually set up a Restriction, and began to use a secret technique to refine the Divine Sense Restriction on the Storage Pouch.

In the past, he would have had to find a secluded place and set up multiple Restrictions to refine it with peace of mind.

But now, with Qin Feng by his side, Tie Zhu felt very at ease.