Chapter 95: Evil Cultivator at the Door

The night grew deep.

Because the end of the year was approaching, the shanty town outside the city could not find peace even in the dead of night; many wretched laborers had only just returned from work, moving their bodies with difficulty like living corpses.

At this very moment, a figure quietly appeared at the entrance of a relatively large house.

Knock, knock, knock~

"Is anyone there? If you're home, give a squeak~"

They knocked and called out openly, a torch burning fiercely by their side, yet the light could not illuminate them; on the road further out, the bottom-tier laborers, as lifeless as corpses, turned a blind eye to them, as if this person had never existed at all.

"It really shouldn't be this way~ I thought too much before~ Actually, there's no need to rack my brains searching for some evildoer; I just need to kill everyone in the shanty town who has status and face, and then the problem will solve itself~"

They spoke to themselves in a casual, lighthearted tone, talking about the actions they were currently carrying out as they pleased.

"Ah! You bastard, who, who exactly are you?!"

The number is over two hundred!

"Seeing how you're quite righteous, when you framed us, you didn't forget to punish the wicked and eliminate the evil along the way; it was truly spectacular~ So I just lent a hand and killed all the other overseers, all the other 'good people' you spared~"

He did not wait for the other party to speak and continued on his own: "I was puzzled before, and now that I've seen your strength, I'm even more confused: why did you move against the remains of Lü Xiang back then, chopping them up and stir-frying them?"

He made a threat with a fierce expression but a cowardly heart, but the result was that he suddenly stopped in his tracks, cold sweat pouring down uncontrollably, not daring to look back even once.

There are twenty-some magical artifacts in total, though it's a pity there are no top-grade first-tier ones; they aren't considered very good.

Scared out of his wits!

"What a pity, what a pity~ There wasn't enough time to carve a nice bouquet to give to my dear lover~"

Knock, knock, knock~

The knocking continued, but there was never a response from inside the house.

A light tone appeared on this side, as if the situation had reversed; this time it was Du En's turn to be in the light while the other was in the dark.

"That's not right, that's not right~ I clearly watched her walk in~ So, so, did you make a move again? You evildoer who intercepted my cute little corpse~"

As another corpse was buried in this dead land, enough death intent and dead souls had already accumulated.

But why, while being exploited tonight, was he suddenly sent flying by a punch? If it weren't for a protective magical artifact that activated automatically to take the damage for him, he might have been beaten to death on the spot!

He fled immediately, his heart filled with immense terror; now he felt death constantly gnawing at him, and he simply could not escape!

"Do, do you know what you are doing?!"

It's a pity time is tight; now I need to give way to the accumulation of proficiency in my divine ability, and there's no time to dig through stomachs and intestines, otherwise I could find even more.

Kill everyone who can be killed!

If I didn't kill the right ones, I'll just expand the scope later and keep killing.

"Lover, oh lover~ Won't you open the door for me~"

After a short, sharp scream, this overseer, who was at the perfection of Qi Refining and had been number one in the annual quota for ten consecutive years, died thoroughly.

"That guy who faked his death."

"I am the number one in the ten-year consecutive quota; the managers all know my name, and even the superintendent has praised me. Sooner or later I will be transferred back to the city. If you dare to kill me, aren't you afraid of retaliation?!"

Killing.

Amidst the quiet dissolution and merging, the one-zhang radius of dead land silently expanded to a two-zhang radius.

With a casual push, the door opened by itself; walking in to take a look, the house was empty, and there was no sign of the owner, a certain hall master of a bully gang.

The hall masters and gang leaders of the bully gangs, and even some high-profile, unscrupulous overseers—these guys who were usually influential and had the final say in the shanty town—had all mysteriously disappeared, and there was simply no one to be found!

"Eh? Not home?"

Du En thought this, and before starting his old trade of burying corpses, he first swiped the valuables on the overseer's body.

"Oh my~ this little gentleman~ this is truly unexpected~"

It was summoned by the divine ability Burying Death, Flourishing Life.

There are also six bottles of cultivation pills, all of which are top-grade first-tier.

There are forty-one kinds of spiritual items that can be used for refining artifacts or cooking.

There are also a dozen or so talismans, all of which are top-grade first-tier.

Here it comes!

An overseer stumbled as he fled through the mountain forest; behind him, an eight-foot-tall divine statue, as if it had run out of some dilapidated temple on its own, flickered vaguely in the dim forest shadows.

"The New Year is coming~ I'll make more bouquets to give to my lover~"

After piling up to a new stage, various realizations welled up in his heart, letting Du En know the power and efficacy of this divine ability, which had reached the level of 'first glimpse of the path', at this very moment.

A moment later, this evil cultivator finally sensed that something was wrong.

They were wrapped in blood, glistening and fresh, like blood-red grapes, exceptionally heart-stirring.

The hundredth one.

Hearing these words, and looking at the heads on the ground, one person was missing from among them.

The things on these guys who gnaw on bones and suck marrow, running rampant, actually don't add up to a small amount.

"Almost~ not quite right~ look~"

He thought of himself, a dignified perfection of Qi Refining, doing a cushy job on weekdays, working hard at the end of the year to squeeze the laborers below, using their lives to water and maintain his annual number one quota; he was truly living a good life above ten thousand people.

"Searching all the way here, the ones who did evil are all dead, while the ones who didn't do evil are able to live; and also, passing by the grave-digger's place, I found it was actually empty. This is truly eye-catching, don't you think so~ little gentleman Du En~"

Spirit stones are the most numerous: there are fifty-four middle-grade spirit stones and five thousand eight hundred and thirty-three low-grade spirit stones.

"Don't understand? It should be very easy to understand~ Because it wasn't me who did it~"

They spun around on the spot, light as a feather, and left like the wind.

Then, he opened his eyes abruptly.

The person in the dark seemed to be shrugging, and fresh heads rolled out from the darkness.

Quickly finishing the looting of the corpse and taking out the demon-bone shovel, Du En moved his thoughts, and with his standing point as the center, the ground within a one-zhang radius suddenly turned pitch-black and barren.

"Ah..."

There was no surprise; Du En only asked calmly, "To be honest, I have always had a doubt about one point."

Du En's doubt was resolved.

The person in the shadows answered as a matter of course, and did not begrudge revealing the truth: "However, it is a pity~ You clearly passed the previous trials, but failed at the very last step~ Come to think of it, it should be a failure on your end~"

But there was still no figure to be seen.

Corpse-transporting foreman Li Jian.

"And then you chased after the foreman who was number one on the index, and searched your way here?"

Continue to look for the next one.

Du En was right behind him.

Because under the illumination of the moonlight, the shadow of the eight-foot clay sculpture was currently shrouding him.

Silently closing his eyes to experience these insights, the dead land beneath his feet quietly vanished, and the original soil, along with the various plants growing upon it, reappeared, looking exactly the same as before, unaffected in any way.

A patch of dead land appeared here.

Because now that the traces on the corpses could be perfectly eliminated, it was naturally possible to directly start looting the corpses.

Without the slightest pause or hesitation, he raised his hand and cleaved the person.

Back then, when the remains of Lü Xiang were stir-fried, it was obvious that someone had picked up these scraps; although that stir-fried corpse was quite evil, compared to the subsequent glued corpses, human bouquets, and these blood grapes now, it lacked much staying power and seemed overall neither here nor there.

It turned out it was Zhang Song, who at the time was not yet an evil cultivator but had just begun to fall into the evil path, thinking of faking his death to deceive others, who had picked them up after brutally murdering the grave digger.

(End of this chapter)