Wind and Dust Twin Devils

Li Ye lifted the shrouds and examined the two corpses one by one.

Judging by their clothing, they should be members of a righteous sect.

One was a youngster in his twenties, the other a middle-aged man in his forties.

The fatal wounds were both in the heart.

"The Heart-Eating Sword Technique of the Sword Sect?"

Li Ye was incredibly surprised. Through the memories of the Holy Son, he recognized the name of the sword technique that had killed the two men.

The Sword Sect was one of the sects in the Southern Region that stood on equal footing with the Divine Concealment Sect.

Those who could die under the sword of the Sword Sect were naturally no small figures.

Li Ye determined that the two dead men were from the Wind Sect.

Their strength was inferior to the Sword Sect, but not by much. Because the two sects were located close to each other, they had long-standing grievances and friction.

"The two of you, keep each other company on the road to the Yellow Springs. Walk slowly."

Li Ye stitched up the wounds for the two men. After completing the procedure, he pushed them into the Corpse Incineration Furnace one after the other.

Because these two men belonged to a sect, their master's sect would likely want their ashes.

Therefore, Li Ye did not burn them together, but separately.

Hum!

Two streams of light mist rushed out from the Corpse Incineration Furnace one after the other, flowing into Li Ye's body, baptizing his five viscera, meridians, tendons, and bones.

Li Ye's strength surged rapidly.

It went from thirty-one thousand jin of force to thirty-five thousand jin of force.

The door opened, and sure enough, Wu Qing came to ask Li Ye for the ashes.

Li Ye had already shoveled them out in advance and made notes. Seeing this, Wu Qing was very satisfied and left carrying them.

Seeing all the Black-Clad Academicians retreat, Li Ye couldn't wait to go down the mountain to the Great Barren Forest.

Suddenly, a shout rang out from a certain courtyard: "A corpse has risen, a corpse has risen..."

Then came the sound of blades being drawn.

"Courtyard No. 6."

Li Ye recognized the source of the sound. After thinking for a moment, he went over to take a look.

When he arrived at Courtyard No. 6, a Fierce Corpse with tattered clothes, exposed flesh, and a hideous face had already been pinned to the ground by the Black-Clad Academicians.

But it was still letting out roars, refusing to submit.

"Reserve Corpse Incinerator, get in here!"

The person in charge of Courtyard No. 6 shouted sternly.

The Corpse Refining Courtyard usually kept a certain number of Reserve Corpse Incinerators on standby; if an accident occurred, these people had to step in immediately.

At the entrance of Courtyard No. 6, a thin and weak Reserve Corpse Incinerator turned pale, his legs trembling as he subconsciously backed away.

"I'm not doing it, I'm not doing it..."

He yelled.

Having witnessed the scene of the Fierce Corpse bursting through the door earlier, this Reserve Corpse Incinerator was on the verge of a breakdown.

How could he possibly dare to step forward?

This job was too dangerous; he would rather find another way to make a living.

"Damn it, you've eaten the Corpse Refining Courtyard's food for so many days, and now you say you're quitting just like that?"

The person in charge of Courtyard No. 6 cursed loudly and prepared to use force.

At this moment, Li Ye volunteered and stepped forward, saying, "Sir, let me do it."

The person in charge of Courtyard No. 6 was stunned. Why were there two Reserve Corpse Incinerators? He had clearly only prepared one.

"Who are you..."

He asked.

"I'm from Courtyard No. 3, just finished my task."

Li Ye smiled.

What, this was that Corpse Incinerator with the toughest fate, the one Old Wu had tried to kill repeatedly but failed?

The person in charge of Courtyard No. 6 had heard of Li Ye's reputation like thunder, and he immediately became interested.

"Good kid, since that's the case, you do it this time."

"I'll give you double the pay."

The person in charge of Courtyard No. 6 said generously.

His name was Chen Tao. He was tall and broad with intimidating, tiger-like eyes, standing there with an imposing aura.

"Thank you, my lord."

Li Ye said.

He then hauled the suppressed Fierce Corpse into the Corpse Incineration Hall. His practiced movements formed a stark contrast to the performance of the Reserve Corpse Incinerators.

Among the Black-Clad Academicians of Courtyard No. 6 were those proficient in talismans; the Fierce Corpse had been immobilized by a yellow Talisman Paper.

Inside the Corpse Incineration Hall lay another body, mangled and bloody.

Li Ye remembered his name was Chen Liuzi. He wasn't very old and was a Corpse Incinerator from Courtyard No. 6.

He never expected that he would die at the hands of a Fierce Corpse tonight.

"Brother, rest in peace!"

Li Ye crouched beside Chen Liuzi and whispered.

He saw him off on his final journey.

He arranged the two bodies and completed the procedure, silently chanting in his heart: Corpse Incineration Furnace.

Hum!

A glowing red furnace appeared; the Artifact Spirit of the Courtyard No. 3 Corpse Incineration Furnace had arrived.

Li Ye cremated the two of them one after the other.

However, he only received a single wisp of light.

Because Chen Liuzi was an ordinary person with no cultivation base.

Thus, Li Ye gained another two thousand jin of immense strength.

He was currently at thirty-seven thousand jin.

"Hahaha, good kid! You truly live up to being the most experienced one in our Corpse Refining Courtyard; you handle things so decisively."

"My name is Chen Tao. Are you interested in coming to my Courtyard No. 6? I can go speak with Old Wu."

In the courtyard, Chen Tao patted Li Ye on the shoulder and said.

Li Ye never expected that being a Corpse Incinerator would make him a rare talent in the industry.

He was actually being fought over.

"Thank you for your favor, my lord, but I am doing just fine in Courtyard No. 3. However, if such a situation arises again, I am willing to help."

"By the way, I left the ashes in the room."

Li Ye politely declined Chen Tao's proposal.

Under the other man's strange gaze, he left Courtyard No. 6 and headed down the mountain.

Li Ye shared a mental connection with the Corpse Incineration Furnace and could retrieve the ashes at will. If they were not needed, the Artifact Spirit would simply purify them.

"Boss, has he lost his mind? Courtyard No. 3 is perfectly fine, isn't it?"

"Exactly. Doesn't he realize how many times he's brushed with death at Courtyard No. 3?"

"I guess having a hard fate makes you willful."

The Black-Clad Academicians of Courtyard No. 6 watched Li Ye's departing figure and whispered among themselves.

Great Barren Forest, here I come.

Half an hour later, Li Ye arrived back at the Great Barren Forest.

He was still traveling on foot.

Just because Li Ye could refine a Flying Sword did not mean he could ride it to dash across the sky. He had tried, but he had ended up face-planting into the dirt.

He possessed spiritual power within his body, but he was not yet in the Qi Gathering Realm; he was simply not at that level.

Compared to last night, the Great Barren Forest was even livelier.

This was because more sects had joined the ranks of those vying for the Golden Ginseng.

"Golden Ginseng, tonight you will be mine."

"Let me take a look at your location first."

Li Ye whispered, about to cast his Daily Divination.

Suddenly, he sensed something. He whipped around and saw over a dozen people standing on Flying Swords, having silently appeared behind him.

The leaders were a man and a woman, both in their early twenties.

The man was tall and thin with a handsome face. A faint smile played on his lips, though it carried a gloomy undertone.

The woman was dressed in red like a phantom. Her tall, graceful figure was curvaceous, her skin fair, and her features exquisite. A pair of alluring peach-blossom eyes were particularly captivating.

Especially with her smiling expression, she seemed capable of hooking a person's soul right out of their body. At this moment, she was staring at Li Ye with great interest.

Both of them carried an air of evil charm and strangeness.

The Mo Sect!

They were the masters who had arrived later.

Li Ye understood in an instant, his expression tightening involuntarily.

"What a handsome little gentleman. What a coincidence. May I ask which sect you hail from? Are there any elders from your master's school here?"

The woman asked with a smile, her tone incredibly gentle, so soft and sweet that it felt as if one's soul might ascend.

It was no exaggeration to say that even the snake demons of Yihongyuan, with all their myriad charms, were not as alluring as she was.

This seductive vixen is trying to ruin my Dao heart.

Li Ye cursed inwardly, remaining extremely composed; he was not deceived by the woman's outward appearance.

"I belong to no sect or faction. I am alone, and I have no elders here."

He replied.

The woman was taken aback. She turned her head and exchanged a glance with the young man leading them.

"Little gentleman, you shouldn't lie to me."

The woman confirmed.

"I have no reason to lie to you."

Li Ye responded.

The man beside the woman suddenly burst into laughter. "Hmm, wonderful. Since that is the case, you shall be my Blood Slave."

Li Ye was moved, asking, "What is a Blood Slave?"

A strange, demonic blood-red light flashed in the man's pupils. "Hmm, to be this composed in front of this seat... interesting."

"A so-called Blood Slave is a slave provided to this seat to extract essence blood for cultivation. Once I have taken it once, I will use medicine to restore you, then take it a second time, a third time, until the life force contained within your blood thins to a certain degree. Only then will I grant you release."

Li Ye said in shock, "The Blood Demon Great Law... you are the Mad Devil. Then she must be the Flower Demon. You are the Wind and Dust Twin Devils."

In the Holy Son's memories, there was some information regarding these two. The Wind and Dust Twin Devils were notoriously famous; their cultivation techniques complemented each other, allowing them to harvest from one another and practice a dual cultivation art.

Both devils were at the first layer of the Object Manipulation realm, but when the two joined forces, they could erupt with the formidable strength of the third layer of Object Manipulation.

The Holy Son had wanted to kill these two more than once, but he had never been able to find them.

He hadn't expected to run into them himself.