Chapter 1757

On Longshe Shan.

Qinglong Daoren gazed into the distance, his expression somewhat solemn.

"The Corpse Refining Sect should have been wiped out by now, right? So much time has passed, yet this war hasn't ended."

"There's still no news of the Holy Medicine Corpse-born Lotus, no word from Heishanyang and Lian Hongchen, none from Diewumeng either, and the Tiandu Dragon King's side is the same—still no news. It seems… they still haven't gotten hold of it."

"I hope this goes smoothly, rather than letting the Corpse Refining Sect's people get their hands on it. The Corpse-born Lotus—our main body is determined to obtain it, a pity. I can't leave Longshe Shan, otherwise I'd also want to go see this war."

The sect's annihilation war is far more terrifying, vaster, and more frightening than that of their world.

These days, he has been observing the outside situation; the Luotian White Snake Clan has been watching and participating, Bai Meng Holy Maiden keeps sending news, and Bai Xinlan has told Qinglong Daoren everything in detail, so he can still stay informed about the outside situation at any time.

Bai Xinlan stood beside him, also curious about the outside situation. She glanced at Qinglong Daoren and said, "If you want to know the details, you can go check out the Corpse Refining Sect; we won't lift a finger."

Qinglong Daoren shook his head: "Forget it. You also know this war is very dangerous; the Corpse Refining Sect's madness is even crazier than we imagined. Those who go to watch the spectacle might end up as their sacrifices, so it's better not to go."

"My strength is too weak; I can't guarantee my own safety, nor yours. It's better to stay on Longshe Shan."

"As for the Holy Medicine Corpse-born Lotus, it's mine—it won't escape; if it isn't mine, wishing won't help, right?"

Bai Xinlan already knew it would be like this; Qinglong Daoren's caution exceeded her expectations. This person before her is not weak at all—considerably stronger than she is, and could advance to the Tribulation Realm at any moment, lacking only the tribulation crossing. With such cultivation, one cannot say he runs rampant across Cangzhou, but at the very least, no one dares to provoke him lightly.

Qinglong Daoren's strength and cultivation are mismatched; he has many trump cards, and he is no weaker than a Tribulation Realm strong one. Even if he went to the Corpse Refining Sect, he might not encounter danger.

"You're right." Bai Xinlan was speechless; this person is too cautious, too sly.

Just this point alone is enough for her to study for a long, long time; the Luotian White Snake Clan is already cautious enough, but compared to Qinglong Daoren, they fall far short.

Moreover, her husband is the same; although his strength is so formidable, he still remains cautious, not letting others know, nor will he easily reveal his presence. These people are all strange; they always feel as if something is being hidden from her. After Bai Xinlan settled in Longshe Shan, she felt that everyone here is very strange.

Each one's talent is not lacking, and furthermore, their behavior, thoughts, and practices are all very strange.

Her husband Chen Chuyang had left; she could not sense his aura, as if he were no longer inside Longshe Shan. Yet her husband had indeed not left, so where had he gone? She had searched every peak of Longshe Shan, sneaking about, and had even left her own aura on Chen Chuyang, but she could not find him.

It really seemed as if he had vanished; as husband and wife, they need not deliberately leave traces—Chen Chuyang should certainly bear her scent, making him easy to find. Yet she had tried and found nothing. On this point, she asked the others of Longshe Shan, but none could give a definite answer.

Whether it was Qinglong Daoren, or Elder Xinran and True Person Tianlian, they all avoided mentioning it, as if they knew nothing of the matter, feeling as though they were deliberately withholding it from her. Bai Xinlan asked several times but got no answer she wanted, so she stopped pressing.

"The Sacred Herb Corpse-born Lotus is currently the only one of its kind in Cangzhou—extremely precious; if it were lost, that would be a great pity." Bai Xinlan said this deliberately to gauge Qinglong Daoren's reaction.

Qinglong Daoren echoed: "Yes, if it were lost, that would indeed be a great pity."

"How about this, Madam? Have your ancestor go take a look and help me bring back the Corpse-born Lotus, how does that sound?"

Bai Xinlan blinked, looking at Qinglong Daoren in confusion; what she wanted was not this outcome, but for Qinglong Daoren to go himself, preferably bringing her along to watch the show.

"Eh?"

"Rest assured, the benefits due to you will not be lacking; I guarantee your satisfaction. As long as you can bring back the Corpse-born Lotus, medicinal pills are no problem." Qinglong Daoren assured.

He, whose generosity knew no bounds, at this moment did not haggle but instead made a grand promise.

He has plenty of pills in his possession—many Eighth-grade Pills, and he has even begun researching numerous Eighth-grade Pills, while Ninth-grade Pills are also under study and development, all in preparation for the Sacred Herb Corpse-born Lotus.

That is the main ingredient of the Sacred Pill; if he can obtain the best, fine, but if not, he can also acquire some prescriptions from the Corpse Refining Sect, which will help him develop more prescriptions.

"You're making things too difficult for me? My Luotian White Snake Clan has only one ancestor, and yet you want me to have her work for you—I truly don't know what I owe you." Bai Xinlan complained, thoroughly dissatisfied with Qinglong Daoren's behavior, and began sending orders to her own ancestor.

"My ancestor is not someone you and I can order around; even if I tell her to go, she may not necessarily go."

"Hasn't your ancestor already gone?" Qinglong Daoren smiled slightly, pointing to where the Luotian White Snake Clan resides, and said: "The clan's territory has no trace of your ancestor's aura; she must have gone to the Corpse Refining Sect to watch the show. Tell her, and by the way, have her bring back the Corpse-born Lotus."

Bai Xinlan: "..."

"You're formidable."

After a long while, Bai Xinlan finally uttered three words—she was truly convinced by Qinglong Daoren.

Helpless, she could only comply; since her ancestor had already gone, she ought to roll up her sleeves and contribute, rather than merely go to watch the show.

Corpse Refining Sect.

Inside the cave-heaven where the Corpse-born Lotus resides.

After the Supreme Elder and the Second Corpse General entered, they saw the Undying Corpse General and the Sect Master of the Corpse Refining Sect, White Forehead Corpse King, standing together. Before them was a single Corpse-born Lotus, floating in midair, devouring vast amounts of vitality and deathly energy, with countless swaying roots taking root in both earth and void.

The entire interior of the cave-heaven was occupied by the roots, which could be touched at a casual reach.

The Undying Corpse General and the White Forehead Corpse King turned their heads coldly upon seeing the Supreme Elder and a few others arrive, their gazes turning icy. White Forehead Corpse King Bai Zhongsheng said coldly: "Supreme Elder, you've finally come; I've been waiting for you a long time."

"Undying junior brother, look at the mess you've made, hum."

This place, exposed.

His plan, too, had been discovered by them; the secret of the Corpse-born Lotus could no longer be concealed. Yet he was not angry; instead, he wore a full-faced smile as he gazed at the four Supreme Elders, his look as if he were staring at corpses.

These people are all his sacrificial offerings, allowing him to wait for a long time.