Corpse Enshrouding

The yamen entrance.

The youth in the Ink Robe stood still.

This person was naturally Li Qiming.

In the end, he had chosen a very easy and simple task at the Contribution Hall: Filth Worker.

Simply put, he was a corpse collector.

The number of deaths each day was not small; aside from those who died of natural causes, the vast majority of bodies were gathered at the yamen.

Among them, there might just be someone with exceptional bone structure.

Li Qiming's train of thought was also very simple.

He didn't need to be too strong; by collecting a few more bone structure traits, he could fuse them into even stronger bone aptitude!

Even if there were no bone structures, exploding some gold coins would be quite nice too.

He had broken through to the mid-stage of Bone Refining, all his medicinal pills were exhausted, and his pockets were bottoming out. He was struggling to even afford pills or a decent meal.

After Li Qiming explained his purpose and presented his task voucher and disciple token, the yamen steward arranged for him to enter the Corpse Inspection Room.

"Old Yuan, show this kid the ropes. He's a martial arts hall disciple."

The yamen steward said.

"Hmm." Old Yuan was dressed in a servant's uniform, his gray-white, flat, round official hat worn crookedly. He cast a faint glance at Li Qiming, his eyes filled with disdain.

"Heh, young and capable of anything, yet you come to do the lowly work of a Filth Worker..."

Old Yuan muttered in dissatisfaction. This job involved dealing with dead bodies every day, and its status was extremely low. Anyone with even a shred of ability would never lower themselves to do this.

In other words, those who came here were all a bunch of good-for-nothing trash.

"Come, lift the body of Squire Li's young master onto the Corpse Bed!"

Old Yuan said with an unfriendly tone.

Li Qiming didn't know how he had offended this old guy, but recalling the workplace bullying of new employees by veterans in his previous life, he immediately understood.

Good grief, is he trying to treat me like a soft persimmon?

However, he didn't care about such minor details.

Since he was here, he would make the best of it; looting the corpse was the main event.

Could this young master of Squire Li's family drop a good trait?

Carrying a bit of anticipation, Li Qiming looked over, and his mouth couldn't help but twitch. He saw a figure like a mountain of meat lying on the ground.

This is a young master? It's an insult to the very words "young master"!

By his estimate, the guy had to be at least four hundred pounds!

"Heh." Seeing the change in Li Qiming's expression, Old Yuan crossed his arms over his chest and gave a subtle look. Immediately, the surrounding Filth Workers stepped back without a sound.

Clearly, they wanted to give Li Qiming a hard time by making him move this massive corpse all by himself!

"What? Don't want to move it? Then get lost..." Old Yuan's words hadn't even finished.

The massive body had already been lifted off the ground.

Watching the youth in the Ink Robe lift the four-to-five-hundred-pound corpse with one hand, his face neither red nor out of breath.

That massive body was as light as a feather in his hands!

Everyone's heart couldn't help but tremble!

"What did you say?" Li Qiming glanced sideways at Old Yuan.

"I... I said roll it over. If you can't lift it, just roll the body over..." Old Yuan's forehead broke out in a cold sweat, his heart trembling.

With this kind of strength, this kid could probably kill him with one punch, right?

This wasn't a soft persimmon; this was a diamond persimmon!

He must never offend him easily!

Thinking back to his attitude toward the other party just moments ago, Old Yuan was suddenly terrified.

Li Qiming gave Old Yuan a cold look, and upon feeling his gaze, the man immediately adopted a cowering, subservient posture.

He no longer cared about such a small character and placed the body onto the Corpse Bed.

He looked at the trait that popped up before him:

[Corpse looting triggered trait]

[1. One Year of Blood Qi: Blood Qi experience/Rare]

[2. One Hundred Taels of Silver: Money/Common]

[3. Tiger Back Bear Waist (Medium): Bone aptitude/Precious]

Good heavens, is my luck really this good?

Li Qiming was astonished; the moment he arrived, silver, blood qi, and bone aptitude all came at once.

However, he could only choose one trait.

Without the slightest hesitation.

He directly chose trait 3.

[3. Tiger Back Bear Waist (Medium): Bone Aptitude/Valuable]

[Tiger Back Bear Waist (Medium): Medium bone aptitude, naturally activates one-tenth of bone essence, physique improved, massive appetite. Possesses a certain talent for palm techniques and hard-body martial arts.]

After selecting the trait, Li Qiming felt a wave of comfort wash over his entire body.

It felt as if ten thousand soft, tender little hands were massaging him.

The essence within his bones had an additional one-tenth activated!

The fifty years of blood qi cultivation infused into him upon breaking through to Bone Refining also instantly became much more manageable.

His unstable realm slowly began to solidify.

Old Yuan and the other Filth Workers stood in place, watching the terrifying blood qi suddenly erupt from Li Qiming's body; the pressure of that near-tangible blood qi made all of them unable to stop their legs from trembling!

What kind of monster had come here?

"Old Yuan, come here." Li Qiming beckoned.

"Yes!" Old Yuan rubbed his trembling legs and hurried over with a trot.

"Boss, what are your orders?" Old Yuan asked with a fawning expression.

His form of address for Li Qiming had changed from "kid" to "boss."

Li Qiming couldn't be bothered to care about such things, pointing at the mountain of flesh-like corpse and asking, "How did he die?"

Because he discovered that this "young master" had a look of extreme terror on his face.

It seemed that before he died, he had seen something incredibly horrifying!

"It is said he was killed by his stepmother. His stepmother's head turned into a rat's head and bit the young master to death. At the critical moment, the martial guards from Squire Li's estate stepped in and hacked the stepmother to death!"

"Look, that is his stepmother."

As he spoke, Old Yuan pointed to a corpse with its head severed, lying not far away on the ground.

The body was human, but that head... was covered in white fur!

Li Qiming's eyelids twitched as he recognized it; this was actually a Soul-Devouring Rat!

It stood to reason; the Soul-Devouring Rat in Wu Tianlong's brain must have had a source and couldn't have appeared out of thin air.

Clearly, the Soul-Devouring Rat had already laid eggs in the city... which meant an adult Soul-Devouring Rat was causing trouble?

Recalling the expression on the face of the hall master, Long Wuhui, when he left in a hurry, it was clear that he had also guessed this and likely had some countermeasures in place.

"These are demons, aren't you afraid?" Li Qiming looked at Old Yuan and the others, asking in confusion.

"Afraid! How could we not be! But, we have no choice but to do this work... Most importantly, isn't this demon dead? We fear living demons, but we don't fear dead beasts."

Old Yuan explained with a helpless expression.

Li Qiming nodded; that actually made some sense.

He stepped forward and touched the corpse of the rat-headed stepmother.

He did not obtain any useful traits.

"Boss, you should rest. Leave this dirty, tiring work to us."

Old Yuan was startled and quickly said.

"You lot go about your business, I'm just looking around." Li Qiming said, then began to gently touch the corpses on the ground with his scabbard.

Old Yuan and the others looked at each other, all of them a bit dumbfounded.

What kind of hobby does this boss have? He likes to study corpses?

However, they didn't dare to say anything and lowered their heads to get back to work.

Li Qiming touched one after another, and traits began to appear before his eyes.

[Golden Pupil: Talent Eye/Rare]

[Black and White Eye: Talent Eye/Rare]

[Yin Yang Eye: Talent Eye/Rare]

Li Qiming touched three rare traits in a row and was stunned.

"Old Yuan, who are these three?"

He noticed that these three were wearing white shirts and all looked quite young.

"Reporting to the boss, these three are Arcanist Apprentices from the Demon Suppression Division."

Old Yuan took a glance and lowered his head to reply.