First Yin Soul

If I don't use it.

This batch of Corpse Buriers was injured by Yin Qi, with ten or eight falling ill every day. Who could he, the steward, order around? He couldn't possibly have them move corpses and bury them, could he?

Forget it.

He felt uncomfortable even smelling the Blood Qi and Death Qi. Every time he went home, he had to use a Cleansing Talisman to clean himself thoroughly three times.

Let alone moving corpses.

"Something's wrong."

Wang Nian was stunned.

As he pondered, he suddenly noticed that the dense Yin Qi attached to Wen Jiu as he pushed the cart to bury corpses was actually disappearing bit by bit, as if being devoured by something. This was completely illogical!

Even Qi Refining Cultivators, if attached by Yin Qi, would need to use a specialized Yin Dispelling Talisman to completely cleanse it.

This was also one of the reasons why it could cause ordinary people to fall seriously ill—because if it couldn't be removed, it would continue to harm you.

Let alone removing it, ordinary Martial Artists and common people probably couldn't even avoid it. Yet Wen Jiu could clear it away so easily.

Something's wrong!

After observing carefully once more.

Wang Nian gradually discovered the clue.

The Yin Qi wasn't disappearing inexplicably and suddenly; instead, Wen Jiu was unknowingly absorbing it into his body.

"Could this kid... have already achieved some minor success?" After this thought flashed through his mind, Wang Nian felt a sense of disbelief.

This kid.

His talent for Unorthodox Paths was actually this powerful?

In just a few days.

He had already entered the threshold.

And begun to absorb Yin Qi for cultivation.

To confirm his thoughts, Wang Nian specifically called Wen Jiu back when everyone else had left. "Kid, what cultivation technique are you practicing?"

"Yin Province Corpse Nurturing Art."

Wen Jiu answered truthfully.

He was secretly delighted.

It seems my little display had the desired effect.

Wang Nian asked again, "Have you entered the sect?"

"Mhm."

Wen Jiu nodded.

Wang Nian, though trying his best to restrain himself, couldn't hide a flicker of surprise and astonishment in his brows.

But it was fleeting.

After regaining his usual, unapproachable fierce expression, Wang Nian waved his hand, leaving behind the word "Not bad," before turning to leave.

Back home.

Wen Jiu was very satisfied with the day's outcome.

Now that Wang Nian had noticed him, all he needed to do was wait and see.

Having lived two lives, Wen Jiu knew that one couldn't rush things. Overdoing it would only backfire.

For the next few days, Wen Jiu remained inconspicuous, continuing his work as a Corpse Burier, acting as if Wang Nian's previous inquiry had never happened. Wang Nian also didn't seek out Wen Jiu again, maintaining his usual indifferent attitude.

And so.

A few more days passed in the blink of an eye.

The Yin Province Corpse Nurturing Art progressed as usual, with one hour of cultivation yielding only 1 experience point. However, Wen Jiu received 6 Death Qi daily, allowing him to slowly climb at a pace of 7 experience points per day.

Compared to this, the experience gain rate of the White Zombie was like comparing heaven and earth.

At this rate, it would take another 135 days to reach Qi Refining Layer One.

Meanwhile, the White Zombie gained 12 experience points daily, needing only 16 days to transform into a Black Zombie, a being comparable to an immortal cultivator.

"This is probably why Unorthodox Paths are not well-received... Others toil for three years to enter Qi Refining Layer One, but a White Zombie can transform into a Black Zombie in just over ten days, becoming comparable to a Qi Refining Layer One cultivator."

Wen Jiu couldn't help but sigh.

If it were him.

He definitely wouldn't accept it.

Soon.

Eight days had passed since he had shown off his skills in front of Wang Nian.

It was on this very day, after the settlement, that the Blood Transformation Body was only three experience points away from reaching fullness.

Add points!

Corpse Qi -3!

The Blood Transformation Body panel changed instantly.

[White Zombie Skill: Blood Transformation Body First Level (0/500)]

[Mortal iron cannot harm, mortal fire and mortal water are not feared. Forge the Blood Transformation Body with the cultivator's fresh blood. After reaching the extreme state, as long as the Corpse Spirit is not extinguished, severed limbs can regenerate.]

"This is the Blood Transformation Body?"

Looking at the description of the Blood Transformation Body, Wen Jiu couldn't help but marvel.

Severed limbs could regenerate.

It was quite outrageous.

If this skill were to spread, wouldn't those Qi Refining Cultivators hate him to death?

Everyone would say.

"This damned Unorthodox Path!"

The next night.

Wen Jiu, as usual, arrived at the burial ground at the hour of Hai (9-11 PM) to chant the Corpse Nurturing Incantation.

But this time, upon arriving.

He felt the Yin Qi had increased significantly.

Even though the passive ability of a Corpse Nurturer was to be immune to Yin Qi corrosion, he still felt the temperature of the burial ground made his hair stand on end.

And he always felt like something was lurking in the darkness.

"An illusion?"

Wen Jiu looked around the dark night.

He swallowed.

Thinking of the White Zombie accompanying him beneath his feet, he mustered his courage and began to chant the Corpse Nurturing Incantation.

But as he chanted, he felt something was wrong. Because no matter what kind of Yin Qi he encountered in the burial ground, it wouldn't make his hair stand on end like this. But just now, his entire body felt as if it had fallen into an ice cellar.

Bone-chillingly cold.

Unexpectedly cold.

That coldness was also accompanied by a dense Death Qi, crashing over him like a tide—this was a situation Wen Jiu had never encountered before.

And as time passed, that Yin Qi and Death Qi seemed to grip Wen Jiu's neck like a hand, tightening with each passing moment, making it hard to breathe, yet when he touched his neck, there was nothing there.

It was at this very moment that the White Zombie burst from the earth!

Hah—

After breaking through the soil, the White Zombie stood tall, exhaling a breath of bone-white Yin Qi.

Its fangs were covered in fresh blood, as if it had just fed.

Its face was even more ferocious and terrifying. Even though Wen Jiu had been mentally prepared, he couldn't help but be startled.

Sensing the White Zombie's surging ferocity, Wen Jiu felt a mix of surprise and trepidation. "What is it?"

The moment he spoke.

The White Zombie lunged.

Wen Jiu was shocked.

He retreated repeatedly.

But the White Zombie moved incredibly fast, lunging to bite. Just as Wen Jiu was about to kick it away, a chilling scream that sent shivers down his spine suddenly erupted from behind him.

Ah—

Wen Jiu quickly turned his head and saw the White Zombie leap past him, as if it had bitten something, and then violently suck it into its belly.

The next moment.

The surrounding Yin Qi plummeted.

A wave of warmth washed over him.

The suffocating feeling vanished completely.

Following this, the White Zombie's ferocity slowly dissipated, and a faint sense of satisfaction appeared in its eyes. Its Yin Qi also surged a bit. Seeing this, Wen Jiu instantly realized something.

Yin Soul.

A soul that does not dissipate after death.

A soul body formed by absorbing a large amount of Yin Qi and a vast amount of Death Qi.

Formless and without shape.

The greatest enemy of the corpse!

But a great tonic when consumed!

"Damn it, I've really run into a ghost."

Wen Jiu wiped the cold sweat from his brow. Staring at the terrifying White Zombie, whose appearance could scare a person to death, he instantly felt a sense of security.

"Good brother!"

"I'll mutate a wife for you later!"

As he spoke.

Wen Jiu had the White Zombie return to the Corpse Nurturing Ground and continued to chant the Corpse Nurturing Incantation.

When he returned at midnight to await settlement, the new settlement information delighted Wen Jiu.

Because a new item had been added to the daily settlement.

[Devoured one nascent Yin Soul, White Zombie experience +10, undigested Death Qi returned to surplus, Death Qi +50!]

Not only was there +10 experience.

It also brought him 50 points of Death Qi.

50 points.

This was equivalent to Wen Jiu's entire eight days' worth of Death Qi harvest, plus what he gained from cultivation.

"With this, my cultivation, and the White Zombie's improvement, won't they both accelerate again!"

Thinking of this.

Wen Jiu was both surprised and delighted.

With this thought, Wen Jiu quickly flipped through the Yin Province Corpse Nurturing Art again, searching for information related to Yin Souls.

He didn't know until he looked, and when he did, he was shocked.

The death of a cultivator.

If the soul does not disperse.

It will definitely produce a Yin Soul.

If it encounters a place where ten thousand people died, the efficiency of Yin Soul production will be extremely high.

A dead end?

No!

A treasure trove!

"I love the Unorthodox Path!"

Wen Jiu was overjoyed.

Normal Qi Condensation cultivation?

Even a dog wouldn't do that!