Chapter 239: Treacherous and Insane (Please Subscribe)

Because Du En did not stop him, Cui Wei continued his words, which were hidden with madness.

"Blood-Exaltation: when Qi and blood are excited and reach the yang extreme, I fatten them up, make their Qi and blood full, and then have people torture them severely, squeezing out the radiance of their body's Qi and blood, stimulating the remaining nourishing power, so that on the surface they seem depleted, but in reality, they are already exalted."

"Spirit-Decay: this is actually very easy to understand. A bunch of poor wretches who have been squeezed dry are already spirit-decayed and exhausted; there is no need to do anything more, and it is very easy to meet the conditions."

"The so-called 'yang extreme gives birth to yin,' when exalted, it must reverse; in this way, pushing for corpse-transformation becomes very easy!"

"How about it? Does this method of the demonic Heavenly Corpse Sect still have some profundity?"

Facing these inviting and boastful words, Du En only calmly replied: "Just a remnant technique of the demonic path."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Cui Wei agreed with this very much, giggling as he said, "What Primitive Demon Sect, what Heavenly Corpse Sect or Heavenly Demon Sect—when it comes down to it, they are just trashy things that were destroyed by the Immortal Sects ten thousand years ago!"

"No, it shouldn't be called destroyed; it should be called eliminated."

"A bunch of decrepit, stubborn, and soft-hearted losers—how could they compare to the majestic Immortal Sects of today?"

"Look at the world today, look at how it is now: tens of millions of cultivators, yet it has been maintained for ten thousand years without incident, and it can continue to be maintained for thousands or tens of thousands of years, or even longer—this cruel world. Don't you think the Immortal Sects are even more demonic than the demonic path? It is simply the pinnacle of the pinnacle!"

The more he spoke, the more excited he became. Cui Wei could not help but raise his hands in applause, pacing back and forth, his whole person appearing increasingly insane.

At this moment, Du En asked abruptly: "You seem to recognize me; you aren't surprised by my appearance?"

Cui Wei froze instantly, his emotions restrained in the blink of an eye, or rather, it was the prelude to an even crazier brewing.

"How could I not recognize you? Or rather, the upper echelons of the southern cities should be keeping a close eye on your movements right now. So, Du En, the 'Traveling Du En,' don't put on such an oblivious look—you are a genius valued by our sect!"

He darkened his face, carrying reprimand and dissatisfaction, as well as intense anxiety and jealousy.

Regarding the point about being a genius, it was only after Du En easily tore apart a zombie of the same rank that he was able to confirm it.

Although the Green-Haired Zombie was only the most common type among third-rank zombies, in terms of the most prominent aspect—the corpse body—to have it torn apart by a person like a piece of paper clearly meant that the person could not be a mere elite, but only a genius above that!

The more Cui Wei thought, the more agitated he became. With a questioning tone, he spat out the logic behind all his actions: "The changes in the upper echelons of the Southern End—what do you think they are for? They are 'beating the grass to startle the snake'! And you, being appointed as a Traveling Walker at this time—what do you think that is? It is to act as an inspector!"

"If there are no accidents, the rectification is coming soon!"

"A rectification aimed at us for avoiding and fearing battle!"

Speaking up to here, Cui Wei laughed, looking very ugly; his eyes flickered with fear, permeated with despair, and the madness driven by these emotions—hysterical!

"We have clearly been doing our jobs properly, yet we are still not allowed to suppress our cultivation, not allowed to avoid the war; they want to stuff us all into the battlefield, put us into the meat grinder—no, it should be the incinerator—to be burned into useless bone ash, just to add a little insignificant thickness to those battlefields!"

"What can I do! I can only try to accumulate strength! I am just an ordinary Golden Core Perfection, not like you—not you, a genius figure valued by the sect who can avoid the war and wander around leisurely!"

Cui Wei questioned angrily, his emotions very flamboyant.

Du En remained unmoved and said calmly: "Is this the reason why you have let the Red-Leaf Wutong grow all these years, never harvesting it, and only barely ensuring the quotas for the Pivot City?"

Cui Wei stalled instantly.

Perhaps his fear of the current rectification was real, but that was actually just a catalyst; it simply made things that were already developing and brewing under the surface directly and rapidly prominent.

Because even earlier, when Du En was still serving as an outpost patrol, or even when he was still a grave-digger—just a low-level menial worker—this Cui Wei was already doing these things in secret!

So, when it comes down to it, it is just that this guy is greedy for life and afraid of death, his nature is treacherous and evil, and to achieve his own goals, he uses unscrupulous means and does not hesitate to use evil methods!

"Hahaha!"

Seeing that Du En had not fallen for his trap at all, Cui Wei could not help but laugh loudly.

At this point, he stopped pretending!

Boom—

The ground of the deep valley collapsed, leaving only the place where the Phoenix-Blood Wutong grew standing proudly, while the other parts completely caved in, revealing the many things buried within.

Bloody human skeletons, with chunks of flesh gnawed away and only sticky flesh-stubble and blood-filaments remaining, were stacked one by one, mixed and kneaded into balls, stuffed into the main veins of the Spirit-Nurturing Ground.

Looking down from Du En's angle, it was like seeing that magnificent phoenix suddenly sprout a mass of ugly, filthy internal organs, with large and small intestines mixed together, completely destroying the remaining sense of elegance and delicacy.

Cui Wei revealed a mouthful of white teeth, his feminine face twisting—no, it should be said that this was his true face.

He shouted hysterically: "In this world, the number of cultivators who die every day is enough to fill pits and valleys! Instead of letting them die without any meaning, it is better to let them become my nutrients, become a part of me, as that part of my blood-food!"

"Is that so? Why does it look to me like you are also a member of this pit and valley?"

Du En calmly struck the sore spot.

This Cui Wei was now crazy and hysterical entirely because of one point.

Exposed means death!

It is just a matter of dying sooner or later!

"If I kill you all, I can at least live for another half a day!"

"If you weren't so stupid—seemingly cunning and ruthless, but actually full of flaws—and had been noticed by the Pivot City earlier, perhaps you could have seen tomorrow night's moon."

"You deserve to die!"

Facing Du En's straightforward and flat words, which seemed to be stating facts, Cui Wei could not take it anymore, and even his form of address changed.

He finally could not hold back, his magic power erupted with a boom, and his momentum was quite extraordinary...

"Weak First-Class?"

Du En saw through the details of this strength and could not help but be a little surprised: "You ate at least tens of thousands of people, and the result is only a weak first-class? Don't tell me you were only a third-rate goods before; can a third-rate break through to the Golden Core stage? Oh, right, there is also the external method of taking pills and medicine."

Normally speaking, the Golden Core stage is the dividing line between first-class elites and those of lower quality, but the world of immortal cultivation has developed for many years. Even if the Immortal Sects can now mass-produce first-class elites by piling up resources without needing specialized research, relying on the old foundations of the past, one can still find many methods to form a core through external forces.

Du En had preset Cui Wei's strength to be very high in his heart, but he did not expect it to be just a weak first-class, so he could not help but feel a little surprised and astonished.

And his expression, which had been calm all along, suddenly had a bit of a ripple, which greatly highlighted this emotion.

"You! Really! Deserve! To! Die! Ah!!!!!"

(End of chapter)