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Chapter 1791: The Final Curtain of the Corpse-born Lotus

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The Corpse-born Lotus cooperated fully; countless tendrils instantly bound the Xuan Yin Corpse King, some tendrils directly penetrating his body. The Corpse King's hardened body, before these tendrils, appeared so fragile, so soft.

Without effort, they entered his body; the Xuan Yin Corpse King let out a hiss, his wails echoing around. At the same time, his divine ability, the Xuan Yin Corpse Domain, collapsed, and the surroundings regained brightness. The Xuan Yin Corpse King was wrapped by the Corpse-born Lotus; countless tendrils encircled him, devouring his remaining corpse qi and all his energy.

To others, it is a deadly poison; but in the Corpse-born Lotus, it is a great tonic.

The Corpse-born Lotus grew brighter, its fragrance began to waft. Inside the cave heaven, that scent filled the air. The moment people smelled it, they all fled from the Corpse-born Lotus. Lian Hongchen was swallowed whole by the Heishanyang, which then quickly fled the spot, landing behind Chen Chuyang, whereupon it spat out Lian Hongchen.

Lian Hongchen headed toward the Corpse-born Lotus; Chen Chuyang slapped his palm onto her head. In the next instant, Lian Hongchen woke up, blinked, felt her head heavy, instinctively looked back, and saw Chen Chuyang's hand pressing on her head.

"My lord, what's wrong with you?"

After Chen Chuyang saw her regain consciousness, he released his hand, too lazy to explain much, and let the Heishanyang explain to her. His dao heart wasn't steady enough, making him easily bewitched by the Corpse-born Lotus; actually, any zombie would have no resistance, so it's not Lian Hongchen's fault.

The Corpse-born Lotus's fragrance was lethally deadly, specially luring zombies; Chen Chuyang could resist it, and others had no problem either. The Heavenly Capital Dragon King and Diewumeng landed beside Chen Chuyang, not acting immediately, as they waited for the moment the Corpse-born Lotus fully matured.

The Xuan Yin Corpse King, wrapped up, kept issuing wails; unwilling to die, he could not break free. The Corpse-born Lotus has a restraining effect on such undead anomalies, just like heavenly tribulation power—once contaminated by it, escaping is unlikely.

The Heishanyang led Lian Hongchen aside to explain; after the explanation, Lian Hongchen's face flushed, she immediately lowered her head, not daring to look at Chen Chuyang or speak, fearing others would notice her.

"Husband, the Corpse-born Lotus is about to mature; its fragrance hits the nose. I never expected this thing to be so fragrant. If we hadn't taken precautions beforehand, I might have been bewitched by the Corpse-born Lotus and become its sacrifice." Diewumeng said, feeling a lingering fear.

The Corpse-born Lotus's fragrance is too deadly for people to bear; without prior precautions, one could easily fall victim.

This is also the Corpse-born Lotus's most dangerous aspect: only near maturity does it become most perilous. If you therefore underestimate the Corpse-born Lotus, you will become one of its sacrifices; many have fallen at the final step.

The Heavenly Capital Dragon King said: "The Corpse-born Lotus is most dangerous precisely when it matures; if you don't know, you're likely to fall victim, especially for such undead anomalies, which basically have no resistance."

"Daoist Chen Chuyang, the Corpse-born Lotus has matured; you've arrived, so I won't intervene. However, there's one thing to agree on: if you use the Corpse-born Lotus to refine pills, I want a share."

After fighting for so long and paying a heavy price, we can't walk away empty-handed.

He doesn't want the Corpse-born Lotus; he wants the pills—pills refined by Chen Chuyang from the Corpse-born Lotus. He trusts Chen Chuyang's pill-refining skill; besides, he never wanted the Corpse-born Lotus in the first place. His interest in it is merely to give it to Chen Chuyang so he can refine pills, after which he'll take his share.

Since Chen Chuyang has come, there's no need for him to act.

"No problem." Chen Chuyang nodded; this had been agreed upon beforehand, and he would naturally not go back on his word.

The Corpse-born Lotus is important; it is a holy medicine. Such a treasure naturally must be obtained.

Having come this far, Chen Chuyang also doesn't want to keep it all for himself; it's impossible. The Heavenly Capital Dragon King is still reliable, our friendship is good, and it's just a single pill—he wouldn't hoard it.

Afterward, there will be many matters requiring the Heavenly Capital Dragon King's help, many things for him to do; we must not offend him over this. Holy medicine isn't limited to this single stalk; in the future he'll still need the Heavenly Capital Dragon King's help to find more.

"Hahaha." Upon hearing this, the Heavenly Capital Dragon King laughed heartily: "Daoist, you're straightforward."

Working with Chen Chuyang is straightforward—no scheming, what you see is what you get, no regrets.

This is also why the Heavenly Capital Dragon King wants to give the Corpse-born Lotus to Chen Chuyang rather than anyone else.

"The Corpse-born Lotus is right before you; you may harvest it at any time, but you'd better wait a moment."

"The Corpse-born Lotus has matured; what matters most are the lotus seeds it bears—that's where the essence lies. The Corpse-born Lotus's seeds are the true holy medicine; how many seeds can be condensed this time depends on luck."

"If you wish to cultivate the Corpse-born Lotus, its seeds are indispensable."

"By the way, other parts of the Corpse-born Lotus are also precious; if you can transplant it elsewhere, you could… cultivate it again, perhaps without needing to use its seeds."

Among the tendrils, there is another treasure: the Corpse-born Lotus's lotus root.

It's just that nobody sees it; it's hidden away.

"Thanks for the reminder." Chen Chuyang hadn't expected the Heavenly Capital Dragon King to know all this so clearly, and he told him everything.

These are… secrets; he spoke them openly face-to-face, and Chen Chuyang could feel his sincerity, thanking the Heavenly Capital Dragon King.

"No need for politeness; between us, there's no need for this. Besides, even if the Corpse-born Lotus fell into my hands, it would be useless." The Heavenly Capital Dragon King spoke frankly; he doesn't refine pills, nor can he handle the Corpse-born Lotus—giving it to him would just leave it unused, a waste.

The Corpse-born Lotus is different from other holy medicines; taking it recklessly is poison.

Even a little can cause death and the disappearance of one's dao.

Chen Chuyang is different; he is a pill refiner, naturally able to discern toxicity and knows how to utilize the Corpse-born Lotus.

In short, everything about the Corpse-born Lotus is precious; every bit of holy medicine is a treasure that must be taken, not omitted.

The Xuan Yin Corpse King's wails ceased; his body was also drained.

The Corpse-born Lotus received nourishment, condensed lotus seeds, and fully matured.

The lotus seed pod was right before him; Chen Chuyang immediately moved to harvest the seeds. The Corpse-born Lotus tried to resist, to bewilder him, but to no avail—Chen Chuyang seized the pod, cut it off and stored it, then promptly gathered everything else of the Corpse-born Lotus.

All were stored inside the Primordial Bell, cultivated separately; perhaps they could re-condense Corpse-born Lotus seeds.

After doing all this, Chen Chuyang surveyed the surroundings, ensuring nothing was missed, and then nodded in satisfaction.

"Alright, I have the Corpse-born Lotus in hand. Your Excellency Heavenly Capital Dragon King, once I refine the pills, I'll notify you; it may take a while, not quick." Chen Chuyang still explained, after all it's a holy medicine—it can't be rushed; his pill-refining skill isn't yet sufficient to refine holy medicines, requiring a period of settling.

"Hahaha, no problem; I await your good news, Daoist." The Heavenly Capital Dragon King didn't mind at all, waving his hand.

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