The Good Corpse Is Severed, Achieving Quasi-Sagehood

The seven each obtained a treasure, and all were naturally overjoyed!

After examining the green gourd he had obtained, Mu Jizi reached out again and picked up the Gourd Vine that had collapsed onto the ground. Seeing this, none of the others fought for it. They would never offend a great cultivator over an innate spiritual root that had lost its spirituality.

With matters settled, everyone exchanged courtesies and went their separate ways.

Mu Jizi returned to Two Sages Island, spoke briefly with Kunpeng, then entered seclusion to sever his corpse!

From the time Mu Jizi had gained sentience until now, he had cultivated for tens of thousands of years. His cultivation had long reached the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Peak, and with the method of attaining the Dao passed down by Hongjun, severing a corpse now came as naturally as water flowing into a channel.

Inside the bamboo hut, Mu Jizi sat cross-legged. Myriad principles manifested upon his body, and in an instant, he seemed to become the incarnation of Dao laws—ethereal and hazy, obscure and profound beyond measure!

No one knew how long passed. It seemed like an instant, yet also like hundreds of millions of years. His eyes suddenly opened, and with a sharp movement of his wrist, he grasped at empty space. A ball of golden-yellow radiance, giving off endless mysteries, was seized in his hand!

Though the light was bright, it was not dazzling. It pulsed again and again, radiating a gentle warmth. This was the light of merit granted by the Heavenly Dao when he had helped Kunpeng create the Demon Race script!

It had been useless to keep before, but today it was truly useful for drawing out his Good Corpse!

Humans possessed Three Corpses Gods: goodness, evil, and self-obsession. Goodness meant doing