Slaying Corpse Demon, Killing Ironclad

Steward Liang, the target, let out a roar. A strange red glow emanated from his body, and he slashed out with his longsword.

The other black-robed figures raised their weapons and jointly met the golden saber light in mid-air.

With several muffled thuds, four figures were sent flying dozens of meters back, embedding themselves more than a foot into the surrounding mountainside.

Su Ye's eyes widened in surprise. The black-robed figures before him were abnormally weak. He had expected it to take considerable effort to subdue them, but they were so easily defeated.

He walked up to Steward Liang, who was embedded in the mountain. His body was already torn and bleeding, with broken bone fragments starkly exposed.

"You're a late-stage Meridian Opening cultivator. How could you be here? Have we already been exposed?"

Steward Liang's face was filled with fear. In the twenty years since Linshan County was established, late-stage Meridian Opening cultivators, let alone any Meridian Opening Martial Artists, could be counted on two hands.

"Moreover, you are so young and have already reached the late stage of Meridian Opening. I fear the Yunzhou Demon Suppression Division must have long since detected the abnormality here."

Considering this, Steward Liang spoke with a sigh, "Are you a Commander from the Demon Suppression Division? Can you at least let me die with my eyes open?"

Su Ye understood his implication: the man had mistaken him for one of the Commanders from the Demon Suppression Division.

The Demon Suppression Division had a clear hierarchy. From Demon Execution Guards to Captains, Commanders, and Grand Commanders, all promotions required commensurate achievements.

The previous black-robed figures had discussed the Ironclad Corpse, clearly not their first time engaging in such activities. Su Ye, his expression unchanged, calmly said, "My identity is unimportant. I'm curious, where did you hide the Ironclad Corpse?"

"How did you know? Were you eavesdropping just now?"

Steward Liang's face turned grim. Falling into the hands of the Demon Suppression Division meant a terrible fate, making even death a difficult prospect.

He then seemed to resign himself. "As a Commander of the Demon Suppression Division, you should understand our cult's secret techniques. If I tell you, I will certainly inform you. Please grant us a swift end afterward."

He then pointed towards the mountainside opposite them. "That cave over there. The Ironclad Corpse is inside."

"You are quite sensible."

Su Ye summoned Big Black and instructed it to investigate the cave on the opposite mountain.

His gaze returned to Steward Liang. "Tell me your purpose in coming to Linshan County, and what you need so many Ironclad Corpses for."

Hearing the question, Steward Liang pondered for a moment before replying, "Ironclad Corpses are what the cult needs to refine Golden Armored Corpses. As for other purposes, I don't know."

"If you don't know, then tell me: what is the relationship between the Linshan County Magistrate, the Qin and Cai families, and your Corpse Demon Cult?"

As the words fell, Steward Liang's expression drastically changed. The families and the county magistrate Su Ye mentioned were all cultivated by the Corpse Demon Cult at great cost.

As for their schemes, it was difficult for a mere steward like him to know the specific reasons. The matter of Linshan County had likely already been thoroughly investigated by the Demon Suppression Division.

After a long silence, Steward Liang, as if deflated, spoke in a low voice, "They are indeed connected to the cult, but I don't know what they are doing. I only... overheard something about the Blood... Tablet."

His voice abruptly stopped. The previously severely injured Steward Liang suddenly showed signs of extreme pain, clutching his broken arms and rolling on the ground, covering his head.

Su Ye quickly reached out to check, but at that moment, a drastic change occurred. Three figures in the distance, like Steward Liang, were also struggling in pain. Within a few breaths, all four figures abruptly stopped moving.

"Boom... Boom, boom."

They fell onto Steward Liang's corpse. The entire event, from the sudden change to the four heads exploding, happened in the blink of an eye, before he could even react.

Although Steward Liang and the other three belonged to the Corpse Demon Cult, the current situation occurred almost simultaneously, as if someone was manipulating them from behind.

Could it be that the Corpse Demon Cult's secret techniques can truly sense the vital energy of companions within several yards?

"What a potent restriction."

He had vaguely heard the word "Blood Tablet." Could it be that they were after some artifact like a stone tablet? What was it that made the Corpse Demon Cult abandon Linshan County, which they had managed for many years?

Su Ye muttered to himself and bent down before the black-robed corpses on the ground, searching for a while. Unfortunately, he found nothing of value.

What a shame. These four Corpse Demon Cult members didn't die by my hand. Such a waste of over two hundred Assistance Points. As he shook his head, Big Black flew back from a distance.

"Boss, there really is a cave over there."

Suddenly, its gaze swept over the four corpses on the ground. Seeing their tragic deaths, it looked at the tall figure with a hint of fear.

Sensing Big Black's gaze, Su Ye offered no explanation and simply cleaned the blood off himself.

He followed Big Black towards the opposite side. On the mountainside, a cliff face jutted out, with a narrow plank road. The road was small, only wide enough for one person to pass.

Whether from above or below, it was difficult to discover this place. Only by approaching it directly could one find the clue.

After walking for a hundred steps, a dark cave appeared before him. The cave was small, and Su Ye had to stoop to enter.

After turning five corners, a faint light suddenly appeared before him.

The narrow passage gradually widened as he proceeded.

Before long, a natural cave opened up before his eyes. The ground beneath his feet seemed to have been cleared and was very flat.

On the left wall, ten black coffins were lined up. On the right stone wall, a platform several meters wide had been carved out, upon which many bottles and jars were placed.

Su Ye approached and picked up a white bottle, finding no labels on its surface.

Before he could even open the porcelain bottles, a pungent, spicy smell filled the air. It had likely been left behind and had not yet dissipated.

He carefully pulled out the wooden stopper of a porcelain bottle, and an immediate, acrid stench assaulted his face.

As Su Ye re-stoppered the porcelain bottle, Big Black finally stopped gagging.

Boss, what is this thing? It's not only pungent but also disgusting.

These are likely some of the materials for refining Ironclad Corpses. Be careful not to break them. He gestured for Big Black to handle it with care, then walked to the front of the black coffin and stopped, slowly lifting one of the lids.

The Ghost Head Saber was ready, just in case of unforeseen events. The coffin lid fell to the ground, stirring up a large cloud of dust.

Inside the coffin lay a man's corpse, its skin dark blue from head to toe. Its lips were a strange, vivid red, and two foot-long fangs protruded from its mouth.

This is an Ironclad Corpse.

I wonder how many Assistance Points one of these is worth.

The blade, carrying wind and thunder, slashed down rapidly. The Ironclad Corpse, which had its eyes tightly shut, seemed to sense the approaching danger. Its eyelids trembled violently, as if it could awaken at any moment.

Su Ye wouldn't court trouble. He cleanly severed the dark blue neck.

Killed [Ironclad Corpse], gained 31 Assistance Points.

Su Ye, who was constantly monitoring his status panel, was overjoyed. These ten Ironclad Corpses were like a free gift. The more than 300 Assistance Points delivered to his doorstep made him unable to restrain his actions.

He quickly opened the remaining nine coffins. With a swift hand and a decisive strike, it took less than the time it takes an incense stick to burn to kill the nine Ironclad Corpses within.

Host: Su Ye

Cultivation: Meridian Opening Level 6

Cultivation Techniques: [Body Tempering Initial Understanding · Mortal Grade High Rank] Not Yet Mastered [Dragon Tiger Body Forging Technique · Yellow Tier Mid-grade] Perfected [Fierce Sun Art · Yellow Grade Low Rank] Perfected

Martial Skills: [Black Fiend Saber Technique · Mortal Grade Middle Rank] Perfected [Meteor Hammer Technique · Mortal Grade High Rank] Not Yet Mastered [Demon Subduing Fist · Mortal Grade Middle Rank] Perfected [Sky Rending Leg · Mortal Grade Middle Rank] Perfected [Mountain Splitting Saber Technique · Unranked] Perfected [Jingtao Art · Mortal Grade High Rank] Perfected

Movement Technique: [Flowing Dragon Steps · Mortal Grade Middle Rank] (Perfected)

Assistance Points: 385

Opening his system, he saw that except for [Meteor Hammer Technique], which was not yet mastered, all other martial arts were perfected. Finding higher-grade martial arts had become an urgent matter.

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