True, You Really Can't Afford to Offend Women

Watching the demonic sect's Bone Flying Boat disappear, Su Fan let out a long breath.

That woman finally left.

Suddenly, a streak of red light descended from the sky and sank into his arm.

Su Fan rolled up his Daoist robe's sleeve and saw that a crimson Ghost Face tattoo had appeared on his arm.

What the hell...

He swept over his body with Lightning Eye Dharma Eye, and his brows immediately furrowed.

"That woman actually cursed him..."

Fortunately, after repeatedly examining himself with Lightning Dharma Eye, he found nothing amiss.

It should only be a mark to make it easier for her to find him in the future.

Su Fan shook his head with a bitter smile.

A woman's heart was the most venomous of all. From now on, he really couldn't afford to offend women.

They held grudges like nobody's business.

But he did not take it to heart. After all, the Ghost King Sect was far away in Qin State.

I'm not going there. What can you do to me?

Besides, a secret curse like this would not remain on his body for life. It would slowly fade away after a few years.

Su Fan found a house in a nearby shantytown. It was spotlessly clean, and it was obvious that no one had lived there for a long time.

The resident here should have been a Rogue Cultivator who had gone to Qin State.

I'll stay here temporarily. There's no way I can return to that small courtyard.

The Ghost King Sect's demonic cultivators had run rampant through Chu Kingdom and even breached Shaoyang Market Town. How could they possibly have no informants here?

Although he did not need to leave Shaoyang Market Town, he still had to change to a new identity.

After this calamity, at least twenty to thirty percent of Shaoyang Market Town's Rogue Cultivators would be lost.

Changing identities would not be difficult.

Su Fan lit a candle, found a place, and sat cross-legged. Then he placed several Storage Bags in front of him.

He first picked up the Zombie man's Storage Bag. Since its owner was already dead, opening it was easy.

This Storage Bag was actually five cubic yards in size. At last, he no longer had to worry about running out of room.

If he had possessed such a large Storage Bag back then, he could have taken away all the more than ten vats of sauerkraut and pickled vegetables in the small courtyard, along with the cabbages and radishes in the vegetable cellar, in one fell swoop.

He took out the contents of the Storage Bag. There was not much.

There was a large pile of Spirit Stones, more than five hundred and eighty in total, including two Mid-grade Spirit Stones.

There were more than twenty bottles of pills. Ten bottles contained Corpse King Pills for strengthening the Zombie Dharma Body, five contained Soul Refining Pills for strengthening the Divine Soul, and five contained Qi and Blood Pills for strengthening qi and blood. The rest were assorted inferior pills from the demonic sect.

The Corpse King Pills were not very useful and could not even be sold. He would store them for now and decide what to do with them later.

The Soul Refining Pills and Qi and Blood Pills were extraordinary. These two kinds of pills were priceless despite having a price on the market.

Good things naturally had to be kept for himself.

There was a stack of talismans, including more than a dozen Corpse Suppressing Talismans and six Spirit Locking Talismans. They were specialized talismans of the Zombie Path and were useless to outsiders.

There were also eight Yin Sha Body Protection Talismans, the high-grade defensive talismans Su Fan liked most.

There were two magical artifacts. One was the Golden Crow Hammer that the demonic cultivator had used to attack Su Fan, while the other was the defensive artifact, the Ghost Face Shield.

They were both typical demonic sect artifacts and could not be exposed for the time being.

Still, this Golden Crow Hammer was quite good. It was more than a foot long, pitch-black all over, and excellent for smashing people.

There were more than a dozen ancient books, but only one was a cultivation manual. It was called the Heavenly Corpse Secret Records.

As its name suggested, the Heavenly Corpse Secret Records was an inheritance from the demonic sect's Zombie Path. It covered almost all the knowledge and spells related to refining, controlling, and nurturing corpses.

There was also a copy of the Mang Mountain Records.

It recorded various secret arts whose inheritance came from the Mang Mountain Evil Cult.

The Mang Mountain Evil Cult had once flourished among the Southern Barbarians. Its members were mostly violent-tempered, ruthless in action, and sinister and unpredictable in their conduct.

Because they often ran rampant through the Mortal World and committed countless heinous crimes that enraged both gods and men, they had always been rejected by the various immortal sects.

Even the demonic sects had launched several campaigns against them, so the ancestral court of the Mang Mountain Evil Cult had already been destroyed for many years.

This book recorded more than a dozen secret arts, most of them evil techniques that even the demonic sects disdained to use.

Yet several of those secret arts had taken a different path and were remarkably practical.

One of them was a secret art called the Void Spirit Art, which particularly interested Su Fan.

It extracted the soul from someone who had just died. By casting the secret art, one could swap identities and conceal one's original aura.

Now that's useful.

The female demonic cultivator had left a mark on him. Given the demonic sect's strange methods, if someone from the Ghost King Sect was in the market town, they might come knocking one day.

Satisfied, Su Fan put everything into a Storage Bag, then picked up a rectangular wooden box from beside him.

This was the Zombie Path's Corpse Raising Coffin. It was more than two inches long, one inch wide, pitch-black as ink, and radiated a frigid aura.

Su Fan swept it with his Spiritual Sense and found two damaged Bronze Armored Zombies inside.

The Yin energy within the Corpse Raising Coffin was dense, and the damaged zombies would slowly recover to their original condition.

Su Fan hesitated. Should he learn the Heavenly Corpse Secret Records or not? The two zombies would make excellent assistants.

Where else could he find such good meat shields?

They could take a hit for him when charging and cover his retreat when withdrawing.

If they lost an arm or leg, he could simply throw them into the Corpse Raising Coffin. After a month, they would come out still tough as nails.

Even if they died one day, he would not feel bad. He could just nurture another.

But he was, after all, on the territory of an immortal sect. Once his zombies were exposed, he could only go make his way among the demonic sects.

As for demonic techniques and the like, Su Fan did not really care.

People could be good or evil; techniques themselves had no righteous or wicked nature.

If one used an evil technique to help others, that was righteousness. If one used a righteous technique to harm others, that was wickedness.

The distinction between good and evil lay only with people, not cultivation methods.

Su Fan's physical body had been transformed by demonic techniques, yet he did not seem any more evil for it.

I'll see how things go and decide later.

He took out another demonic cultivator's Storage Bag. He was filled with anticipation toward this one.

Although that fellow was only a minor lackey in the demonic sect, he had also participated in the looting of the market town.

He should at least have come away with something good.

The Storage Bag was two cubic yards in size, and a great heap of things poured out.

There were not many Spirit Stones, only a little over a hundred, but there were plenty of other items.

There were five magical artifacts alone, including one mid-grade flying sword artifact. They should all have been looted from the market town.

Su Fan's Spiritual Sense was already equivalent to that of a Qi Refining Mid-stage Cultivator, so controlling magical artifacts posed no problem.

Magical artifacts were indeed powerful, but after several battles, his experience told him that they were not as satisfactory as they seemed.

When Mid Qi Refining Stage cultivators fought, they could control only one magical artifact.

They had to focus completely when controlling it, and even using talismans became somewhat difficult.

Therefore, before breaking through to the Mid Qi Refining Stage, Su Fan mainly fought in close quarters, with talismans and magical artifacts serving as support.

Of these magical artifacts, he would keep only the mid-grade long sword artifact.

He would exchange the rest for Spirit Stones and use them to purchase more top-quality talismans.

That was because he was Su Fan. If he were any other Early Qi Refining Cultivator, who the hell would dare play around like this?

The demonic cultivator himself also had two magical artifacts.

One was the defensive artifact, the Yin Luo Umbrella. The demonic cultivator had used it to block the ambush from the Ice Needle Arrow Rain Talisman.

The other was the Evil Ghost Banner, which contained dozens of Shade Souls and other ghostly creatures. Before he could even take it out, Su Fan had already cut off his head.

Apart from the magical artifacts, there were also dozens of bottles of pills.

There were fifteen bottles of Yellow Spirit Pills for Mid Qi Refining Stage cultivators and eight bottles of Foundation Cultivation Pills for Late Qi Refining cultivators.

Like the magical artifacts, these pills were probably spoils he had received as his share.

The rest were auxiliary pills such as Rejuvenation Pills, Qi Replenishing Pills, and Detoxification Pills.

The only regret was that there was not a single bottle of pills usable by Early Qi Refining Cultivators.

There were more than a dozen talismans, all specialized talismans of the demonic sect, such as Evil Ghost Talismans, Ghost Howl Talismans, Bone Soul Talismans, and Spirit Tunneling Talismans.

Not only did he not dare use these talismans, he did not even dare sell them.

There were also more than a dozen books, two of which were quite good.

One was called the Ghost Path True Understanding, the basic inheritance of demonic sect Ghost Path cultivators.

The other was an ancient book called the Nether Demon Spirit Forging Technique, a rare technique for refining the spirit.

It seemed that this demonic cultivator's cultivation direction was primarily the Ghost Path, with the Divine Soul Path as a secondary discipline.

Aside from those items, the rest were miscellaneous objects. Most of them bore the marks of the demonic sects and were useless for the time being.

Wait...

Su Fan took a box from the pile of miscellaneous objects and carefully opened it. Inside lay an inconspicuous gray Daoist robe.

What was this...

Su Fan was certain he had not seen wrong. This was a High-grade magic robe.

This thing was worth an old fortune in Spirit Stones. Even sect disciples might not be able to afford one.

The demonic cultivator had definitely hidden it away for himself. Now, it had fallen into Su Fan's hands.

The robe was called the Immaculate Treasure Robe. It had been finely woven from ice crystal silkworm silk, with six miniature arrays engraved upon it.

They were Water and Fire Immunity, Spring Like All Year Round, Untouched by Dust, Gather Spirit Qi, Shrink or Enlarge at Will, and Golden Light Body Protection.

The Golden Light Body Protection array in particular could activate passively three times every day.

The value of this robe was simply impossible to estimate.

In any case, Su Fan would never exchange it for Spirit Stones. A treasure this good would defy heaven and reason if he did not use it himself.

Compared with the two demonic sect cultivators, the other evil cultivators were much more impoverished.

The magical artifacts of the two evil cultivators he had killed in the small courtyard, however, gave him a pleasant surprise.

One was Bone Corroding Sand, which specifically countered the Spirit Qi Barriers of immortal sect cultivators and could also corrode magical artifacts.

Su Fan had personally experienced it. The Adamantine Talisman had been broken through in an instant. It was sinister and vicious.

The Bone Corroding Sand was stored in fist-sized jars, and seven jars remained.

Su Fan liked this kind of underhanded weapon best. It could always achieve an unexpected effect.

The other was a black cord called the Ghost Luo Whip, refined from the hair of women who had been tortured to the brink of death.

The Ghost Luo Whip was as thick as a baby's arm and nearly thirty feet long when unfurled. Just how many women's hair had gone into making it?

When he gripped the whip, a sinister aura spread out, and cold air rushed into his face.

With a light flick, it released boundless resentment.

It was as if he could hear countless Spirits of the Dead shrieking miserably and struggling to break free.

This thing was unbelievably evil.

Looking over his gains this time, aside from several magical artifacts and pills that could be converted into Spirit Stones in the short term, most of the other items came from the demonic sects and could not be counted on for now.

After careful consideration, Su Fan decided to study the Heavenly Corpse Secret Records. He did not need to learn everything, but he definitely had to master basic techniques such as the Corpse Control Technique.

The two Bronze Armored Zombies in the Corpse Raising Coffin should still be put to use.

In any case, he was not going to harm anyone. He was merely giving himself another trump card to serve as a Guardian of the Dao.

As for the Ghost Path True Understanding, he would also spend some time studying it. There was no harm in learning more about the demonic sects.

The Nether Demon Spirit Forging Technique was something he had to cultivate. Although it was an inheritance of the demonic sect's Divine Soul Path, techniques for refining the spirit were simply too rare.

Even among immortal sects and demonic sects, techniques dedicated to refining the soul were uncommon. Normally, only elite disciples within a sect had the chance to read and study them.

For a low-level Rogue Cultivator like Su Fan, where could he ever find such a sect's secret art?

He had already cultivated a demonic body-refining technique. If he later practiced several more demonic sect spells, would that make him someone who cultivated both the immortal and demonic paths?

For some reason, Su Fan always had a feeling that the demonic sects would never let the matter rest.

During this immortal-demonic conflict, the immortal sects of Chu Kingdom had performed so poorly that they had shown the demonic sects an opportunity.

At any time, the demonic sects might return in force.

At this thought, Su Fan sat cross-legged.

His most urgent task was still to break through to the Mid Qi Refining Stage as soon as possible.

He took out a Qi Nurturing Pill, thought for a moment, then put it away and took out a Yellow Spirit Pill instead.

He now possessed the Lightning Dao Body. Not only had his physical body been transformed, his cultivation aptitude had also improved tremendously.

Trying a Yellow Spirit Pill should not cause any problems, right?

Su Fan stuffed the Yellow Spirit Pill into his mouth and began circulating the Primordial Chaos Technique.

After completing nine cycles, he opened his eyes, his face filled with delight.

Compared with the Yellow Spirit Pill, the effect of the Qi Nurturing Pill was worlds apart.