Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Sinister Than Me?
Chapter 139

Traveling with the Righteous Path

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With the Black Armor Gu guarding the area more than ten miles away, Song Wen walked along the river. In case he encountered an insurmountable danger, he could immediately dive to the bottom of the river and use the turbid current to hide himself.

Since the demonic territory is located in the Vast Azure Mountain Range, where the terrain is higher, one can leave the demonic territory and go to the mortal realm controlled by righteous cultivators by following the river downstream.

Less than half an hour later, Song Wen saw a spaceship flying in the sky dozens of miles away.

The spaceship was small, only six or seven meters long, and one could vaguely see human figures moving around on it.

Song Wen immediately concealed his presence and hid at the bottom of the river.

Once the spaceship entered the range of his Divine Sense, Song Wen discovered that the person with the highest cultivation level on board was a Foundation Establishment Early Stage cultivator, and there were more than twenty other people, all of whom were Late Qi Refinement.

These cultivators possessed pure spiritual energy and exuded a powerful aura.

This is a group of righteous cultivators.

They are heading in a direction away from the Corpse Demon Sect.

A glint flashed in Song Wen's eyes, and a plan formed in his mind.

He suppressed his demonic aura, stopped the flow of spiritual energy from the <Corpse King Blood Refinement Art>, and began to circulate the <Longevity Art>!

Time is of the essence!

The Sha Qi on Song Wen's body dissipated, and the corpse energy vanished, replaced by an aura of righteousness from heaven and earth.

With the abundant supply of Spiritual Qi over the years, his "Longevity Art" has unknowingly advanced to the Qi Refining Fourth Layer.

He then adjusted his breathing to appear somewhat disordered and mottled, as if he were seriously injured.

He changed into the clothes of a Rogue Cultivator.

Having done all this, Song Wen slowly emerged from the water, disguised himself as a young Rogue Cultivator in his early twenties, and then lay down on the riverbank, soaking wet.

This place is only a little over a thousand miles away from the Corpse Demon Sect, yet a righteous cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Early Stage dares to appear so brazenly with more than twenty Qi Refining Stage cultivators.

This only proves one thing.

The Corpse Demon Sect is currently in a very unfavorable situation, and it is likely that it has been besieged by righteous sects.

The safest way to leave this place now is to disguise yourself as a righteous Rogue Cultivator, board a righteous flying ship, and leave.

On the spaceship.

A beautiful young female cultivator, around seventeen or eighteen years old, suddenly let out a gasp.

"Look, there's someone lying on the riverbank."

Following the direction the woman was pointing, everyone on the spaceship looked. The area around the riverbank was quite open, and they could easily spot a young Rogue Cultivator lying on the riverbank.

Immediately, the crowd began to discuss the matter.

"What happened? Why are you shouting?"

A stern reprimand rang out, and the spaceship fell silent instantly.

A middle-aged male cultivator emerged from the Ship Pavilion, his displeased gaze sweeping over the crowd.

Clearly, the male cultivator commanded considerable respect among the crowd, who immediately fell silent in fear.

A moment later, the woman who had first noticed Song Wen mustered her courage and spoke.

"Reporting to Elder Wu, there is a cultivator lying on the riverbank several miles ahead. We do not know whether he is dead or alive."

Upon hearing this, Elder Wu's expression remained cold. He slowly stepped forward, walked to the side of the boat, and looked into the distance. Sure enough, he spotted a motionless figure lying on the riverbank several miles away.

He said sternly.

"This place is within the territory of the demonic path. Although our five righteous sects have wiped out all the major and minor demonic forces within a radius of several thousand miles except for the Corpse Demon Sect, there are bound to be some that have escaped our net. We must not be careless."

After reprimanding his fellow disciples, Elder Wu ordered the spaceship to slowly approach the riverbank.

When they were about a mile away from Song Wen, Elder Wu finally used his Divine Sense to detect Song Wen's situation.

He's just a Qi Refining Fourth Layer of Rogue Cultivator!

He also suffered serious internal injuries, and the flow of spiritual energy within his body was sluggish and slow.

But why would a rogue Rogue Cultivator at the Qi Refining Stage appear alone so close to the Corpse Demon Sect?

"Two people go down and take him onto the spaceship! Remember to be careful," Elder Wu ordered.

"Yes!"

Two male Late Qi Refinement Refining flew out of the boat and landed on the riverbank.

A short while later, the two threw the feigning unconscious Song Wen onto the spaceship deck.

"Give him a healing pill," Elder Wu said.

A pill was poured into Song Wen's mouth, and then a stream of spiritual energy was injected to help him refine the pill.

Half an hour later, Song Wen figured the pill should have taken effect, so he slowly opened his eyes.

After pretending to adjust to the direct sunlight and his injured and weakened body, Song Wen slowly spoke.

Where is this?

The male cultivator who fed Song Wen the elixir.

"We are cultivators from the Mysterious Heaven Sword Sect. You collapsed on the riverbank, and we were fortunate enough to rescue you."

Mysterious Heaven Sword Sect!

Song Wen suddenly remembered that the woman in red, Yan Yuyan, came from this sect.

He struggled to his feet on the deck, his expression becoming somewhat agitated, and bowed, clasping his hands in greeting.

"Many thanks to all the seniors for saving my life. I, Chen Feihe, am deeply grateful. The Mysterious Heaven Sword Sect Rogue Cultivator lives up to its reputation as a righteous sect. They have saved me, a mere rogue cultivator, time and time again. I am moved to tears and will surely repay this great kindness with all my might."

Despite Song Wen's encouragement, Elder Wu remained unmoved, his expression still cold, his eyes fixed on Song Wen.

"Oh? From what you're saying, you were saved by other members of my Mysterious Heaven Sword Sect?"

Song Wen nodded, gazing into the air as if recalling something, his face filled with reverence and gratitude.

"Half a month ago, I was kidnapped by the evil Daoists of the Corpse Demon Sect. They wanted to take me back to the Corpse Demon Sect to extract my blood and refine my soul, turning me into a living corpse. I thought I would be turned into an undead Corpse Puppet, enslaved and commanded for eternity."

"Unexpectedly, we encountered a sword immortal from your sect on the way."

At this point, Song Wen's face was full of admiration and longing.

"That sword immortal was like a fairy descending to earth, dressed in red, with a dashing and heroic air. She wielded a long sword that was entirely white, and with just one move, she killed several powerful demonic cultivators and rescued more than a dozen of us Rogue Cultivator."

"That sword strike was as graceful as a startled swan, as lithe as a swimming dragon, as swift as lightning, and as powerful as the collapse of the heavens. It was truly a sword strike of astonishing talent and elegance."

Upon hearing this, Elder Wu's expression remained somewhat suspicious, and he asked in a deep voice.

"You mean you received help from our Mysterious Heaven Sword Sect's Senior Sister Yan Yuyan Yu Yan Yan? On what day did this happen?"

Song Wen clasped his hands in a fist salute and replied.

"Reporting to you, senior, it should have been three or four days ago."

After saying that, he murmured to himself, "So that sword immortal senior was named Yan Yuyan."

Elder Wu nodded; the timing did match.

Master Yan was seriously injured three days ago. In the two days prior, he had indeed been in the vicinity and had rescued a few Rogue Cultivator, which was not unusual.

"You said there are a dozen or so Rogue Cultivator in your group, where are the others?"

Song Wen shook his head helplessly, his face gradually turning sorrowful.

"After being rescued by Senior Yan, he left. We wanted to return to the righteous territory as soon as possible, but we encountered several rogue Rogue Cultivator of the demonic path on the way. We were no match for them and could only flee in all directions. In the chaos, I, who was seriously injured, fell into the river and lost consciousness."

"I never expected to be saved by your sect again. The rumors are indeed true. The disciples of the Mysterious Heaven Sword Sect are all righteous people who eliminate demons, protect the righteous path, and help the weak and oppressed."

Under Song Wen's flattery and readily available lies, Elder Wu gradually lowered his suspicions of Song Wen. As for the less experienced Qi Refinement cultivators on the spaceship, they basically believed everything Song Wen said.

After all, the aura of righteousness emanating from Song Wen was genuine.

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