Opportunity

The corpse was extremely cunning. It should have completed its Corpse Transformation the moment it was carried in.

Yet it had chosen to reveal itself only now.

Clearly, like the Rebel Army General, it had developed a measure of intelligence.

If it devoured Yin Qi at night over many years, it might have a chance to further transform into one of the Corpse Cultivators.

Li Ye eyed it sidelong, his pupils contracting slightly.

He had been startled.

Jun Wu Ye's corpse, the Devil Sect genius, was covered in Red Hair. Its eyeballs bulged out, thickly webbed with Blood Threads.

Two Fangs like ivory had already protruded from its mouth, exposed beyond its lips.

Blood-colored Corpse Qi glimmered at their tips. Its entire face was gloomy, its mouth heaving with rough breaths, while the vicious aura around it made it seem ready to erupt and hurt someone at any moment.

Roar!

Suddenly, the corpse roared and moved.

It leaped high like an eagle, then pounced on Li Ye.

Corpse Qi billowed from its body like a tidal surge.

"Save it."

Li Ye said disdainfully.

He raised his palm and circulated his qi, then struck out fiercely. With a rumbling boom, a red Electric Arc burst from Li Ye's palm and pierced through the corpse's chest.

"Ah!"

The corpse let out a Piercing Scream. Blood sprayed from its chest as its body flew backward against its will.

It shot straight into the Corpse Incineration Furnace, already burning red-hot.

Thunder was Fierce Power in this world.

The bane of all demons and evil.

The Fierce Corpse had already been restrained by Li Ye's Nine Heavens Crimson Thunder Art, let alone the fact that it was weaker than Li Ye.

The blazing flames swallowed Jun Wu Ye's corpse.

Before long, the corpse's Life Imprint began to break apart, unfolding Images of its life.

Li Ye had watched the lives of so many people that he was no longer interested in them.

Unless they had a special identity, such as spies from the Great Jin Kingdom.

Thus, he had not examined Jun Wu Ye's life very carefully.

But when the Images of Jun Wu Ye's death appeared, Li Ye was jolted awake and instantly focused with utmost attention.

Through the Holy Son's memories, Li Ye learned that Jun Wu Ye had last appeared in the Great Barren Forest, some one hundred and eighty li from Licheng City.

For some unknown reason, many figures from the Righteous Path and Evil Dao had gathered there.

Then the next Image nearly made Li Ye's eyes pop out.

He saw Jun Wu Ye pull a ginseng from the ground.

No, it was Spirit Ginseng.

And not ordinary Spirit Ginseng—it was golden all over, as though cast from gold.

One glance was enough to tell that it was no ordinary treasure.

Unfortunately, Jun Wu Ye had only caught one of the Spirit Ginseng's long whiskers. The Spirit Ginseng immediately snapped it off and escaped.

"A Spiritual Medicine appeared in the Great Barren Forest?"

Li Ye's breathing grew rapid.

Spiritual Medicine was formed by absorbing the essence of the sun and moon, and its birth was exceedingly difficult.

Every stalk of Spiritual Medicine was an immense fortuitous opportunity that could only be encountered, never sought—especially in these times when People Living in Misery had eaten even the Grass Roots and Bark clean.

A Spiritual Medicine had actually appeared in the Great Barren Forest.

It was utterly unbelievable.

The following Images showed Jun Wu Ye continuing to chase the Spiritual Medicine, only to be targeted and killed in the end.

There were three people who killed Jun Wu Ye.

One was a middle-aged man holding a long spear, who pierced through Jun Wu Ye's left shoulder with a single thrust. Another was a young woman carrying an azure-blue longsword, graceful in figure and exceptionally beautiful. She pierced Jun Wu Ye's lungs. These two Appeared to be people of the Righteous Path.

The last was a Youth dressed in black, radiating gloomy Yin Qi.

He Appeared to be an Evil Cultivator.

With an iron hand, he grabbed through Jun Wu Ye's Back Heart.

After Jun Wu Ye died, the three of them began fighting one another.

The Images ended there.

"Spirit Ginseng has descended into the world—could this not be heaven-bestowed fortune?"

"If I obtain it, I should be able to break through five or six minor realms at the very least."

Li Ye's heart burned with excitement. This fortune was simply too immense.

Buzz!

Light flashed within the Corpse Incineration Furnace, and a stream of Light Mist suddenly shot out, drilling into Li Ye's body.

The next moment, his Five Viscera, muscles, and bones all began to rumble in unison, while dazzling light flowed across them.

The Breathing Technique of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Art activated, absorbing the power within the Light Mist.

This was a portion of cultivation power.

Before long, Li Ye had absorbed it all.

His strength underwent an enormous increase, reaching twenty-eight thousand jin.

"It rose by six thousand jin. As expected of a Great Expert at the Qi Gathering Eighth Layer."

Li Ye was exceedingly satisfied with this harvest.

After briefly familiarizing himself with his newly increased strength, he concealed all of his cultivation, letting it sink into the depths of his body.

Even the bulging lines of his muscles were hidden away with it.

This made Li Ye appear utterly ordinary, as though he had never undergone Body Tempering.

He did not look robust in the slightest.

"Boss, can he survive this time?"

"Yeah, this is a genius from the Devil Sect."

"I think he's dead for sure. Better prepare to find a new Corpse Incinerator."

Several Corpse Incinerators discussed the matter in the courtyard.

Li Ye had been in Courtyard No. 3 for nearly two months now. Few people could survive for this long.

Unfortunately, the boss's luck was rotten. Even someone with such a tough birth chart still had to die.

"What a pity. I'd started to find this lad pleasing to the eye. He probably hasn't even touched a woman yet."

Another Black-Clad Academician sighed.

Wu Qing was irritated by the chatter of his subordinates. He did not want Li Ye to die, either.

If Li Ye died, those bastards would mock him even more recklessly in the future.

"I've already found him a yin marriage. I'll do my best to give him a proper burial."

Wu Qing said in a deep voice.

The chimney slowly went dark, and everyone tensed up.

Then, the sound of swords being drawn rang throughout Courtyard No. 3.

Wu Qing's expression also turned solemn. With a wave of his hand, he said, "Prepare!"

The next moment, a Black-Clad Academician stepped forward and carefully unlocked the door.

During the process of unlocking it, Wu Qing could hardly bear to watch.

He knew that a Monster would soon burst out, while another freshly dead corpse would be added to the grounds of the Corpse Incineration Hall.

Click!

The lock opened, and the door slowly swung open.

In the dim light stood a blackened figure of a Youth, his back ramrod straight.

He stood there calmly, his loose hair hanging down as he smiled at everyone.

The courtyard was Silent as a Cicada.

Everyone froze in a daze.

"He succeeded?"

The eyes of the Black-Clad Academicians nearly popped out of their sockets.

"Lad, nothing happened to you?"

The Black-Clad Academician who had opened the door could not help asking.

"No. Did you hear anything outside?"

Li Ye asked in surprise.

That was right. If there had been a Corpse Transformation, then given Jun Wu Ye's cultivation, his corpse should have caused a huge disturbance.

Yet they had heard nothing.

Everyone let out a sigh of relief and departed one after another.

Wu Qing was the last to leave. To Li Ye's shock, he pulled out a gleaming silver ingot and handed it to Li Ye, encouraging him, "You're still young—don't stay up in the mountains all the time. When you've got nothing to do, go into the city and have a look around. At your age, you ought to broaden your horizons."

"Mm... the girls in Licheng City are pretty good too."

With that, Old Wu patted Li Ye on the shoulder, then strode away in great sweeping steps.

Li Ye was moved to tears.

Old Wu was far too kind.

Li Ye shoveled out Jun Wu Ye's ashes and buried them. When he returned, he began pondering the matter of the Golden Ginseng.

Judging from the Life Fragments extracted from Jun Wu Ye, there was a strong chance that the Golden Ginseng had not yet been captured.

He had a chance.

But from the Images, there were many people fighting over it.

People from the righteous, evil, and demonic paths were all involved, with masters as numerous as clouds.

With his current strength, he was absolutely no match for them. The risk was enormous...

Should he go or not?

Li Ye hesitated inwardly.

Going meant shouldering tremendous risk.

Yet if he did not go after such a world-shaking stroke of fortune, he would be far too unwilling to accept it.

"Go!"

After thinking it over, Li Ye made up his mind and decisively descended the mountain.