When the people watching from inside the residence heard this, several rushed out of Mo Mansion with ropes, bound Yu Xiaoqing and Yu Xiaodong, and carried them inside.
Chen Ming searched Yu Changhai and found fifty-two spirit stones. Delighted, he slung the corpse over his shoulder and returned to the residence.
Back in the main hall, Chen Ming tossed Yu Changhai's corpse aside, then looked at Yu Xiaoqing and Yu Xiaodong and asked, "Who else knew you were coming here?"
"If you want to live, speak up!"
When neither answered, Chen Ming's face darkened, and he slammed a hand on the table.
"Since you won't talk, you can die!"
With that, Chen Ming walked up to them and brought his palms down on their heads. Their eyes rolled back, and their bodies collapsed.
Chen Ming bent down and searched them, finding only forty-nine spirit stones. He then threw them outside the residence and cast two Fireball Techniques, burning them on the spot.
Everyone in the residence was stunned by the sight. They had never imagined that Chen Ming had truly become an immortal cultivator. To them, cultivators were figures far beyond their reach.
The members of the Amazing Flood Dragon Society were both shocked and delighted. The cultivator's astonishing methods shocked them, while the discovery that their society leader was a cultivator delighted them.
After the members of the Amazing Flood Dragon Society put away the pots, bowls, and utensils from that day's banquet and cleaned everything up, they gradually departed!
"Father! You're amazing! Can you teach me?"
Mo Caihong ran over excitedly, her eyes shining. She held Chen Ming's hand in both of hers and gently swung it as she spoke.
"I'm afraid not. You don't have a spirit root at all. Even if I taught you, you wouldn't be able to learn!"
Chen Ming chuckled and lightly brushed a finger across the little girl's nose.
"Fine, don't teach me! I'm not talking to you anymore. Hmph! I'm going to bed!"
Mo Caihuan released Chen Ming's hand and headed to her room, pouting as she spoke.
"Husband, aren't you going to burn him too?"
Back in the main hall, Yan Dongmei looked at Yu Changhai's corpse on the floor, then turned a puzzled gaze toward Chen Ming and asked curiously.
Chen Ming merely smiled. He walked over to Yan Dongmei, took her hand, and sat down with her before turning to instruct a servant, "Laifu, carry this fellow to the woodshed."
"Have someone make an iron mask tomorrow. Just make it a little larger than his head!"
After a moment's consideration, he spoke softly into Yan Dongmei's ear.
Wasn't this ready-made material for "Qu Hun"? I thought I wouldn't need those corpse-refining ingredients again, but someone delivered a body right to my door.
The only reason he had not refined Zhang Tie into "Qu Hun" was Zhang Tie's relationship with Han Li. Angering the protagonist would be bad, and there was no need for it!
But things were different now. Yu Changhai's physique was far stronger than an ordinary person's. This was, at the very least, the corpse of a ninth-level Qi Refining cultivator.
After sitting in the reception hall for a while, Chen Ming finally headed toward the woodshed.
Looking at Yu Changhai's corpse, he searched around and eventually found a large wooden barrel in a guest room. He placed the corpse inside, took out some medicinal ingredients, poured them in, and began the refining process.
Only after working for about two hours did he finish. Then he remembered to open the system panel and deposit the 101 Low-Grade Spirit Stones he had collected.
Character: Mo Juren Martial cultivation: Second Innate Stage Immortal cultivation: Qi Refining, seventh level Spirit root: False Attribute: None Energy: 101 Sufficient energy detected. The system will upgrade automatically. System upgrade commencing. Please wait!
As a progress bar appeared on the system panel, Chen Ming's face went black. He jumped up and cursed at thin air for a full hour!
"System upgrade complete. Lottery System level two. Each draw requires 100 points. Insufficient energy points. Unable to begin draw!"
At the electronically synthesized voice, Chen Ming's expression darkened. Without realizing it, he crushed the teacup in his hand. After opening the panel and reading it, he burst into another torrent of curses. "You bastard! I'll ram your damn lungs..."
Mo Caihuan, who had been peeking through the doorway, jumped at the sight of Chen Ming. She craned her neck, then quickly turned and tiptoed away.
"Mo Caihuan, where do you think you're going?"
The moment she heard his voice, Mo Caihuan broke into a run.
Chen Ming darted out and blocked Mo Caihuan's path.
"Daddy! I was just bored and wandering around." With no other choice, Mo Caihuan hugged Chen Ming's right arm with both hands and swung it back and forth, wheedling.
"I hear you've been running wild lately. You're not going to bed tonight until you've practiced Silver Demon Hand ten times."
Ignoring Mo Caihuan's pleading, Chen Ming waved a hand with a stern expression.
He then headed toward Lady Liu's room. As he passed Zhang Tie's quarters and saw that the light was still on, he called Zhang Tie out and pointed at Mo Caihuan. "Zhang Tie, keep an eye on her. Don't let her go to bed until she's practiced Silver Demon Hand ten times."
Having said that, Chen Ming turned and continued toward Lady Liu's room.
It was noon the next day when Chen Ming finally woke, looking at Lady Liu, who was still fast asleep beside him.
Chen Ming picked up the clothes by the head of the bed and slowly dressed, then got up and went outside.
After reaching the woodshed, he opened the system panel again.
Character: Mo Juren Martial cultivation: Second Innate Stage Immortal cultivation: Qi Refining, seventh level Spirit root: False Attribute: None Energy: 1
The system upgrade had consumed a full hundred points. The 101 spirit stones he had finally managed to obtain were gone just like that, leaving only one point. No wonder Chen Ming had flown into a rage. He had gone four years without making a sale, and when he finally did, it had all been for nothing.
Thoroughly frustrated, he took a moment to steady his mood before getting to work.
For several days, Chen Ming stayed in the woodshed refining "Qu Hun." On this day, he finally succeeded. He infused a wisp of soul power into Qu Hun, who then moved according to Chen Ming's will. Afterward, he took out the iron helmet and put it on him.
Chen Ming examined him. He looks quite a bit like You Tanzhi from Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils. His originally scrawny body had somehow become fat, though Chen Ming did not know whether the medicinal ingredients were to blame.
"Qu Hun isn't a good name. In that case, from now on, I'll call you You Tanzhi!"
After a moment's thought, Chen Ming spoke with a smile!
Chen Ming led You Tanzhi toward the main hall. As they passed the training grounds, he saw Mo Yuzhu sparring with Zhang Tie. Calling it sparring was generous; Zhang Tie was really just going easy on her.
With his Elephant Armor Skill at the sixth level and his martial cultivation at the first-rate warrior level, Zhang Tie could actually hold his own even against someone at the Second Innate Stage. That was how formidable the Elephant Armor Skill was.
"Interesting. He killed a ninth-level Qi Refining cultivator while only at the seventh level himself. Send the information back to Spirit Beast Mountain!"
In a room on the second floor of the Spirit Smoke Pavilion, Lian Xingchen smoked as he read the intelligence in his hand. He exhaled a cloud of smoke, pondered for a moment, and spoke unhurriedly.
"Yes! I'll see to it right away!"
Wang Xiaoyu, who had been waiting there for instructions, promptly answered, then turned and left.
He had thought that with a system in hand, the world would be his. Yet the system had proved utterly unreliable. Apart from showing its worth at the very beginning, it had gone unused for more than four years.
"Not many people get screwed over by their systems, but I'm one of them..."
Chen Ming had come to the seaside alone, leaving You Tanzhi at the residence. Watching the waves beat against the shore, he could not help sighing as he spoke.
"Huh! This is..."