The Demonic Cultivator In Zombie World

"Chu Xuan?"

Heavenly River True Master mulled over the name, deep in thought. He suddenly recalled that it was Chu Xuan who had annihilated the Mystic Azure Star's Feather Transformation Heaven Palace and taken its place. Because of this person, the Reincarnation Divine Sect lost control of the Mystic Azure Star, a resource-rich cultivation planet, which they had handed over without a fight. He had a vivid memory of that event.

"I remember," he suddenly spoke, "This person previously took control of a great spirit stone mine, right?"

The Nascent Soul cultivator outside the door respectfully nodded, "Yes, that's correct. Qiu Wanhong and the others tried to seize that mine, but they were ultimately defeated by Chu Xuan."

Heavenly River True Master said lightly, "What else?"

The Nascent Soul cultivator continued, "The cultivators from Red Flame Pavilion took advantage of Crazy Dragon Valley's attack on the great spirit stone mine and occupied the Cold Ironwood Forest. They have now taken it as their own."

Heavenly River True Master remained impassive, "Make sure they remember to deliver the Cold Ironwood every month."

The Nascent Soul cultivator bowed, "Understood. Master, as far as I know, many righteous cultivators have secretly formed alliances with that demonic cultivator from Heavenly Infinite Sect..."

Heavenly River True Master replied indifferently, "Ignore them. Over time, they will eventually fight each other over the spirit stones, and those so-called alliances will fall apart."

He paused, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, "Always remember what I have told you. Our enemy will forever be Tian Mozi. As long as he does not act, we should not act either, or we will give him an opening."

The Nascent Soul cultivator nodded respectfully, "Understood, Master. I will take my leave now."

Heavenly River True Master sighed softly, closing his eyes and entering a state of meditation, putting all his concerns aside.

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"Another peaceful and calm day."

Chu Xuan casually crushed the skull of a Nether Crocodile, sighing slightly. Ever since the news of his killing of Qiu Wanhong spread, no one had dared to trouble him. No one dared to eye the great spirit stone mine either. Now, those brave enough to challenge him were no longer human. They were beasts. Only ancient beasts like the Nether Crocodile and the Dark Nether Falcon would persistently seek trouble with him.

"What a pity."

"ROAR!!"

In the distance, the howl of a corpse puppet echoed through the night.

Chu Xuan raised an eyebrow. That direction led straight to Heaven-Three City. Now, Heaven-Three City was entirely occupied by corpse puppets. Most of these corpse puppets had been left behind by Heavenly Corpse Palace cultivators. There had been a few righteous cultivators who, upon seeing their potential, had tried to subdue some of the puppets for their own use.

After all, corpse puppets didn't consume Spiritual Qi, which made them perfect minions in the Heavenly Metal Battlefield, where Spiritual Qi was dwindling. But those few righteous cultivators had all met with failure. Two unlucky guys even perished in Heaven-Three City, without even causing a ripple.

Chu Xuan had no intention of going to Heaven-Three City to subdue the corpse puppets. Currently, the three Corpse Kings under his control were all of his own making, and their loyalty was exceedingly high.

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Meanwhile, the corpse puppets in Heaven-Three City were all crafted by Heavenly Corpse Palace cultivators, and they had already undergone a rebellion. Once they tasted the act of devouring their masters, it would only be a matter of time before they did it again. Chu Xuan did not want to plant a ticking time bomb next to him.

"However, it's not a bad idea to let them feast properly. Perhaps it will help them level up."

The corpse puppets in Heaven-Three City were not very powerful. They would make for a perfect snack. The three Corpse King had varying levels of strength. Hu was the strongest, now a Sixth-level Corpse King. Bao followed closely behind, a Third-level Corpse King. Long was the weakest, a Second-level Corpse King. While these levels were enough to deal with ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators, there was still a considerable gap compared to Chu Xuan's current strength. It would not do to neglect their progress.

"Let's go. Time for a snack."

With a sweep of his hand, Chu Xuan led the Three Corpse Beasts straight toward Heaven-Three City. The process of feeding was a bloody affair, so there's no need to elaborate.

What surprised Chu Xuan was the fact that there were quite a few Taotie Roots emerging in Heaven-Three City. It seemed the spread of the Taotie Roots was faster than he had anticipated. Another shock came when he noticed that the underground of Heaven-Three City was exuding an unusually strong aura of Yin Qi. None of the nine cities in the Heavenly Metal Battlefield had ever experienced this before.

"It seems that the sudden rebellion of the corpse puppets isn't just related to the decline in strength of the Heavenly Corpse Palace cultivators..."

Chu Xuan rubbed his chin, deep in thought. The intense Yin Qi in this area had significantly enhanced the strength of the corpse puppets, which could explain their rebellion against their masters.

"But where is this Yin Qi coming from?"

Chu Xuan searched for a long time in Heaven-Three City, but the density of Yin Qi seemed to remain constant. He couldn't find its source. Just then, he suddenly noticed a corpse puppet lurking in a dark corner of the city, staring at him.

At first glance, it seemed to be at the strength of a Corpse General, but for some reason, its eyes revealed an ancient and heavy wisdom that was completely unlike that of a typical corpse puppet. If he had to describe it, it was as if an ancient soul was inhabiting the body of a corpse.

The moment Chu Xuan locked eyes with it, a great terror descended upon him. An endless sea of corpse mountains and blood lakes seemed to engulf him. A demonic beast, far larger than the stars, crossed the vast expanse of the galaxy, its massive paw descending to crush him. Finally, there was an endless void of darkness and cold, intent on eradicating all living beings into dust!

This feeling seemed to have lasted a long time, but in reality, it only persisted for an instant. By the time Chu Xuan came to his senses, his body was covered in cold sweat, his scalp tingling, and the hairs on his neck were standing on end. It was a rare sight for a Nascent Soul cultivator to lose composure like this. His instinct screamed at him—this corpse puppet was definitely inhabited by an ancient monster!

Was it targeting him? Did it want to seize his body? Or was it simply curious about him? Should he run? Or should he risk engaging with it?

In that fleeting moment, countless thoughts raced through Chu Xuan's mind. And in that same instant, he decided how to escape.

"This corpse puppet is interesting; its eyes are so full of life. Its potential must be extraordinary."

Chu Xuan muttered to himself, a hint of excitement appearing on his face. He took a step forward, as if intending to approach the corpse puppet. But in the very next moment, he spat out a mouthful of Nascent Soul essence and activated his escape technique!

Ice Crystal Divine Light Escape!

In the blink of an eye, he had soared dozens of zhang away, quickly putting a safe distance between himself and the corpse puppet. As for the three corpse puppets, Chu Xuan immediately sent them a mental command to flee at top speed.

Hu did not hesitate for a moment and immediately turned to flee outside the city. Long, having no mind of his own, simply obeyed his master's command and ran without question. Only Bao hesitated slightly, eyeing the corpse remnants on the ground, tempted by the feast. He lingered for a moment, taking a few more bites before finally running, though it cost him a little time.

"Interesting... are all cultivators so clever these days?"

The voice of the corpse puppet echoed from its mouth, dry and hoarse, as if it had developed an interest in Chu Xuan. With a single step, it appeared behind Chu Xuan in the blink of an eye. Its shriveled, skeletal hand shot forward like a sharp blade, striking directly at Chu Xuan's spirit sense.

In that moment, Chu Xuan felt a terrifying pressure unlike anything he had ever experienced since starting his cultivation journey. The gnarled, hideous hand of the corpse puppet felt as if a massive, divine palm had descended from the heavens. It sealed off any possibility of escape, leaving Chu Xuan no room to flee in any direction!