But Chen Yi held a different view regarding You Changjing's final remark.
A Decay Tribulation was a tribulation, but also a fortune.
Relying on external objects would most likely prevent him from perfectly overcoming this Decay Tribulation, ultimately resulting in a Pseudo Rank 7.
A Pseudo Rank 7 was still Rank 7, but that was not what Chen Yi sought.
Chen Yi did not say any of this. He simply nodded. "Thank you. I have equipment that boosts luck, so those won't be a problem. I'll remember this favor."
Afterward, Chen Yi vanished from the command center, leaving behind only the follow-up arrangements and two Heavenly Being Fifth Decay players with unreadable expressions.
Inside the City Lord's Mansion of the City of All Heavens.
Dongfang Wei sat in a chair with his eyes closed, exuding an imposing anger without even showing it.
No one would have imagined that this man was already a corpse.
Chen Yi suddenly recalled Ma Fei telling him about a branch of necromancers known as corpse refiners.
They turned recently deceased but relatively intact corpses into Zombies or liches.
The stronger the corpse had been in life, the higher the initial Talent of the undead they refined.
Unlike ordinary undead calamities, they followed an elite route.
Every corpse required enormous resources to cultivate.
Usually, five to seven such special undead formed a group.
Just thinking about that number made Chen Yi's scalp tingle.
Chen Yi considered himself fairly good at making money, and he even had mines at home.
Yet even so, supporting himself, Fire Dragon, and Chuka was already somewhat insufficient.
Not to mention supporting five to seven more.
There was a reason San Hua came crying poverty to Chen Yi every day. His strength was tied to the quantity and quality of his pets.