Mu Canglong, Liu Xiao, and the others looked very different from the last time Wen Jiu had seen them. They wore ordinary clothes, and their auras were completely concealed. Only when they stood right in front of him could he sense the fluctuations of their spiritual energy.
That level of concealment might come from a first-grade mid-quality talisman, or perhaps a mid-quality pill of some kind.
But it wasn't worth dwelling on.
He only felt that he would have to be more careful from now on. If those Wicked Heretics also had talismans or pills like these and suddenly launched a surprise attack, he might not fare as badly as the scar-faced old cultivator at the third layer of Qi Refining, but he could still get hurt. And Wicked Path Cultivators favored poison. Who knew what strange toxin he might end up contaminated with?
Liu Xiao took off his face-covering robe and asked, "What are you doing here, kid?"
"Buying some corpse-raising materials."
Wen Jiu didn't hide it.
Neither Mu Canglong nor Liu Xiao had ever treated him poorly. There was no need to lie over something so trivial and create needless resentment.
Mu Canglong caught on at once. He had read the Yinzhou Corpse Raising Method and knew about the Three Fiends Corpse Raising Method as well.
If he remembered correctly, raising a Three Fiends Walking Corpse could only begin once a Black Zombie reached the upper realm.
Wen Jiu had come to this secret black market of Wicked Heretics for Three Fiends materials, or materials for crafting a Corpse Raising Coffin.
After all, Flying Immortal Peak had very few supplies of this sort of wicked-path item. With a little luck, one might manage to buy some lower-quality goods, but Corpse Raising Coffins and Three Fiends materials were practically