Bone Tempering Pill and Corpse Refining Art

Bai Yu took out dozens of Corpse Control Talismans in rapid succession and directly suppressed the Bronze Armor Corpse.

Though the Bronze Armor Corpse was formidable, it could not withstand such an overwhelming number of Corpse Control Talismans and was pinned in place.

Golden Dragon Abbot, who was forcing out poison and treating his wounds nearby, stared in utter disbelief.

What was going on?

This kid had used fifty or sixty Corpse Control Talismans in one go?

Those were blood talismans—they required a martial artist's vital blood to draw!

Fifty or sixty blood talismans could drain a martial artist dry!

What was more, the success rate for blood talismans was generally low, meaning even more vital blood had to be spent.

Just who was this kid? How did he have so many blood talismans?

At that moment, Bai Yu picked up a dagger and turned to look at Golden Dragon Abbot.

Golden Dragon Abbot shuddered all over. The poison in his body had yet to clear; he absolutely could not fight now.

He hurriedly said:

"Brother, everything can be discussed."

"Whatever you want, I can give it to you."

As Bai Yu approached, he asked:

"Oh? What can you give me?"

Golden Dragon Abbot immediately seemed to have grasped a lifeline:

"Whether it is banknotes, cultivation arts, or even yin-yang arts, which kind do you want, little brother?"

"Besides, I can see that both your martial skills and yin-yang arts are extraordinary. Why not join our Divine Teachings? I can recommend you as a regional master, honored by the offerings of countless people."

Bai Yu's heart stirred. He remembered someone else had tried to recruit him into some organization before.

Without betraying anything, he asked:

"Oh? Become a master? How many people could I command? And what Divine Teachings would I be joining?"

Golden Dragon Abbot hurriedly said:

"That depends on your capabilities, little brother. If you can spread the Divine Teachings, commanding tens of thousands would not be impossible."

"As for the name of the Divine Teachings, naturally it is—"

He suddenly caught himself and changed his words:

"Naturally, you will know after joining."

"As long as you join the Divine Teachings, wealth, cultivation arts, beautiful women, and fine horses—everything will be yours for the asking."

He kept pouring out enticing words, but one hand had slipped into his sleeve, clutching several Bodhi Seeds.

If this kid came any closer, he would surely gamble his life on one desperate strike and kill him while he had the chance.

As Bai Yu drew nearer, Golden Dragon Abbot gripped the concealed weapons in his hand ever more tightly.

Suddenly, Bai Yu stopped, remaining twenty or thirty paces away from Golden Dragon Abbot.

He said flatly:

"I only want one thing."

"What thing?"

"Your head!"

Golden Dragon Abbot flew into a rage:

"Kid, don't think you have me cornered."

"If you want to kill me, then even if I die from the poison flaring up, I'll drag you down with me before I go!"

At that moment, a black shadow darted in from outside.

It was Old Mo, carrying a crossbow in his mouth.

Bai Yu took the repeating crossbow and loaded several poisoned bolts.

To prevent Golden Dragon Abbot from leaping over the wall in desperation, he had no intention of risking close combat.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Three bolts shot straight at Golden Dragon Abbot.

Golden Dragon Abbot hurriedly dodged while throwing the Bodhi Seed concealed weapons in his hand.

Bai Yu effortlessly evaded the Bodhi Seeds, then fired another three bolts.

Golden Dragon Abbot had already been poisoned, and his movements were no longer as nimble as before. Though he desperately dodged two bolts, the third pierced through his palm.

Bai Yu was in no hurry and simply continued firing the repeating crossbow from afar.

In the end, Golden Dragon Abbot was struck by several bolts, and poison spread across his face like black ink.

At last, his breath ceased, and he died.

Bai Yu fired another bolt into Golden Dragon Abbot's throat. Only after ensuring he was thoroughly dead did he step forward to loot the body.

Golden Dragon Abbot did not carry much money, only several small-denomination banknotes totaling twenty or thirty taels.

There were also more than ten Bodhi Seed concealed weapons, a heavy iron ring-hilted saber, and a bronze bell.

Most importantly, there was a pill formula for the Dragon-Tiger Bone Tempering Pill, as well as a blue-covered book titled Corpse Refining Art.

Bai Yu first put away the other items, then picked up the Corpse Refining Art and began flipping through it.

As its name implied, Corpse Refining Art was a secret technique for refining Baleful Corpses.

Generally speaking, refined corpses could be divided into ordinary Baleful Corpses, Iron Armor Corpses, Bronze Armor Corpses, Silver Armor Flying Zombies, and Golden Armor Corpse Kings.

Among them, Iron Armor Corpses and those above them required the corpses of martial artists to refine, as well as all kinds of special materials and the right timing.

For example, to make a Bronze Armor Corpse, one first had to find a martial artist and have him cultivate various body-tempering arts and strength-training methods.

Once that martial artist had mastered his arts, he would be killed and refined through sacrifice with Killing Intent and various yin-aspected objects.

The Baleful Corpse refined this way would possess boundless strength, be impervious to blades and spears, and untouched by water or fire.

It was practically a humanoid killing machine.

Mangzi had been full of anticipation, thinking he had stumbled upon a fortuitous encounter, only to be tricked by Golden Dragon Abbot and refined into a Bronze Armor Corpse.

Bai Yu could not help sighing at the perils of the martial world and the fickleness of life.

He skimmed through the book swiftly and soon found the method for controlling a Bronze Armor Corpse in its final pages.

When a Bronze Armor Corpse was refined, it would be paired with a natal artifact—the Soul-Seizing Bell.

By shaking the Soul-Seizing Bell and accompanying it with various incantations, one could command a Bronze Armor Corpse.

The method for refining the Soul-Seizing Bell was also simple: one merely needed to refine it with a drop of blood.

Bai Yu thought it over. This Bronze Armor Corpse was immensely powerful.

Without knowledge of yin-yang arts, even a sixth-rank martial artist might not be able to defeat it.

Thus, Bai Yu decided to take this Bronze Armor Corpse under his command.

On the spot, he forced out several drops of essence blood and dripped them onto the Soul-Seizing Bell.

At once, he felt as though flesh and blood were connected between himself and the Soul-Seizing Bell.

Though the connection was still somewhat unpracticed, he only needed to keep refining it with essence blood in the future and erase the lingering aura Golden Dragon Abbot had left behind.

Bai Yu refined it several more times before removing the Corpse Control Talismans from the Bronze Armor Corpse.

The moment the Corpse Control Talismans came off, the Bronze Armor Corpse's eyes turned crimson. It let out a beastlike roar and lunged at Bai Yu.

Bai Yu hastily shook the bell and began chanting an incantation.

Strangely enough, upon hearing the bell, the Bronze Armor Corpse immediately calmed down.

Bai Yu tested it by saying:

"Take a few steps."

Sure enough, the Bronze Armor Corpse obeyed, blankly taking two steps.

Bai Yu was overjoyed. He gave several commands in succession, and the Bronze Armor Corpse carried them out faithfully every time.

Bai Yu finally relaxed and said:

"Brother Mang, Golden Dragon Abbot deceived you. I can be considered to have avenged you."

"From now on, this Baleful Corpse body of yours will follow me. I'll call you Ju Jia from now on."

"Go. Bring Golden Dragon Abbot's corpse with you."

At Bai Yu's command, the Bronze Armor Corpse sucked Golden Dragon Abbot's essence blood dry, then carried his corpse and followed Bai Yu outside.

Bai Yu used several Gathering Affliction Talismans, gathering Killing Intent to corrode Golden Dragon Abbot's corpse into a pile of white bones.

He even had the Bronze Armor Corpse smash the bones into powder.

Only then did Bai Yu find a secluded spot and temporarily bury the Bronze Armor Corpse.

Funeral successfully conducted!

Basic reward: Strength +12, Life Experience +110.

Optional rewards: Iron Corpse Skill, Dragon Force Art, Arhat Fist, Golden Bell Shield, Yin Energy +3, Vital Blood +45...

Funeral participation: 77%. Household satisfaction: 62%. You may select two rewards.

Bai Yu froze for a moment. He had not expected this to count as a successful funeral.

And why was there Household satisfaction for this too?

Still, he did not dwell on it and began choosing his rewards.