Chapter 49: Stealing Insights

The gale had just ceased, but the overcast rain lingered.

Early the next morning, Du En and the others did not tidy up their small courtyard; they dug the two curled-up gray jackals out from the pile of waste, hauled out the handcart that had been covered by debris and filled with belongings, and hurriedly left their dwelling.

Even after suffering the natural disaster of a super typhoon passing through, the low-level cultivators living in this shanty town outside the city still had to go to work; there was simply no room for rest.

Thus, as soon as they stepped out, they could see people walking on the blocked roads and others struggling to climb out of collapsed houses.

They were still shaken, their faces pale, and some were even injured, yet they continued to trudge forward with difficulty, maintaining their usual pace.

Unless one became a cold corpse!

Amidst the puddles and light rain, under the ruins and wreckage, scattered corpses lay about, soaked until they were white and bloated, appearing particularly jarring in the gloomy light.

In these few days, there was plenty of work for them to do!

However, the number of corpses to be buried today was not yet considered high.

"Thank goodness, my root illness has mostly healed; otherwise, I fear I would have been blown away a bit earlier than Xiao Wei, and ended up in this state."

"It's just as well; the little bit of spare change I had left was already used up, so these scraps can now be used to fill the gap and rebuild the small courtyard..."

After sighing with such emotion, they consciously ran to clear the path with the others so the handcart could pass.

It was mainly Du En; sitting in the most conspicuous spot, his figure alone was enough to make many greedy people shrink back.

As usual, he was called a supervisor, but in reality, he did not supervise at all; he would just find a place on the wasteland to sit cross-legged all day, appearing as if he were cultivating.

The two gray jackals pulling the cart became nervous at this moment.

The greatest and most prominent point of breaking through the Yellow Earth Art to the level of a master was the resonance and echo between oneself and the soil and earth; although it appeared faint and not particularly deep, it was already a world of difference compared to before.

The corpse was bloated and white from being soaked in water, looking quite disgusting, so a trace of distaste could not help but flash in his eyes.

They had lost quite a lot last night, so now, in order to survive, they would naturally be a bit bolder than usual.

During this process, Ning Caize and Wei Ming hurried to catch their breath; they had been unable to sleep all night, and they would have to exert themselves for work later in the same terrible, rainy weather. If they didn't recover a little now, the outcome would definitely not be good.

Ning Caize appeared to have lingering fears.

However, today, as soon as he started, Du En noticed something different.

Others could gain insights, and now, Du En naturally could too.

As he watched quietly, Du En could basically confirm that Ren Li had been here for over half a year, and his progress so far should still be in a very subtle state—he had tried hard to do well, but this wasteland remained indifferent and gave no response.

Upon arriving, he saw Du En digging through a corpse.

When he opened his eyes, the corpse-collectors had already finished their work in a hurry; Xu Ran, who had been too busy to even greet him, was waving from afar before leaving with the others.

Ordinary poor people at the bottom generally did not hide surplus wealth, and those who were not part of a gang of bullies also did not have much surplus wealth.

The corpse-buriers did not participate in the commotion and stopped to the side, waiting silently.

"So he really is gaining insights; this nominal position of supervisor is specifically prepared for this purpose..."

The overcast rain did not wet his clothes; he was exceptionally relaxed and composed in the rain, and the typhoon that passed through last night had clearly not affected him in the slightest.

His long-held suspicion was confirmed.

Even if they wanted to steal and run, they could not find an opportunity because of Du En's presence guarding the cart.

Du En, meanwhile, kept watch by the cart.

Or rather, they dared not get any closer.

So, although they were extremely covetous and greedy, they ultimately did not dare to rob him by force.

It was not as if only they were doing this.

Du En did not continue.

"You all continue to rest; I'm going to feel around the corpses."

This wasteland for burying corpses did indeed hide strange mysteries; if one possessed the relevant methods, it was a very normal thing to specifically come over to gain insights.

Du En appeared to be closing his eyes to rest, but in reality, he was silently circulating his energy, carefully sensing the situation in the surroundings.

Because they were afraid that their homes would be left in a mess and ransacked by others while they were away, many people chose to bring their belongings to work, even if it increased their burden.

"It is because the cultivation base is truly too low, and the upper limit and depth of the technique itself are also not quite enough..."

It was mainly because collecting corpses for people also required some time.

Du En thought about its use.

"Seeing that you haven't lost any members is, of course, for the best. Hmm, everything remains the same today; that is all."

Not to mention, they had suffered many casualties, and the crowd was scattered and exhausted, clearly having no extra strength.

"Scared me to death; I thought this bunch of guys would just swarm us!"

So, it was just that the corpse-buriers were already in a lowly position and looked down upon by others, which was why they were subconsciously treated as soft persimmons easy to squeeze.

It was mainly to learn the method of gaining insights from this person of unusual background, to use as his own entry point and lever.

Not to mention that these neighbors were already fond of looking at Du En and the others with disdain; at this moment, their gazes were naturally fixed straight on them, and their numbers were large, appearing eerie.

"It seems this will be a relatively long process."

Ren Li gained insights from the wasteland, while Du En gained insights from him.

Of course, after actually weighing it, they would discover that the risk was clearly greater than the reward.

After some sensing, he began to dig through the stomach and intestines.

There were truly quite a few people casting strange looks along the way.

In this way, people who had just encountered a great disaster would naturally develop a heart of covetousness and desire for possession!

At this time, Ren Li walked over slowly.

The reason was simple: the corpse-buriers had packed up their valuable items on the surface and placed them on the handcart in advance.

He had already obtained that ticket!

Thus, during the corpse-burying work today, he would occasionally find a gap to silently circulate his energy, sensing Ren Li's process of gaining insights.

Therefore, Du En only managed to dig out a dozen or so low-grade spirit stones today.

At this moment, meeting those calm eyes, they only felt a sense of trepidation and panic in their hearts!

In the end, they could only watch helplessly as the roadblock was cleared, and the corpse-burier sat in the cart, rolling away from this place.

But there was only one point.

After all, it was still the early stage of Qi Refining, and after all, it was only a low-grade cultivation technique.

So, the moment he sensed it, some information immediately flowed in, only it was extremely abstract and blurry, and accompanied by some noisy, faint, sharp auditory hallucinations.

"No, it's too blurry and chaotic."

That was why the journey had been safe.

Slap—

The corpse slammed into the cold pool of water, splashing up a series of water droplets.

The others continued to seize the time to rest, while he strolled over to the side of the corpse.

Arriving at the wasteland for burying corpses.

Whether it was the corpse-collectors or the corpse-transporters, they hadn't had enough time to carefully scavenge the corpses for remaining wealth during yesterday's typhoon, so now it was Du En's turn.

Not until he walked out of the main road and arrived at the corpse-transporting path did Wei Ming finally let out a sigh of relief.

"Is it the effort of water-grinding accumulation? If so, it actually fits quite well with my side."

Even for Du En, having roughly stolen the method of perception, the situation was only slightly better by relying on the Yellow Earth Art, which was a collection of great achievements.

The overseer Ren Li had not come over yet, and the corpse-transporters were still here moving corpses.

Du En felt no discouragement, because this was his specialty.

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