I Am A Corpse Collector In The World Of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 34: Perfecting the Medium-Grade Spirit Root

The next day, news spread back to the Cangwu Immortal Sect.

The higher-ups of the Yunhai Sect were almost completely wiped out, with only 3,000 Foundation Building and Qi Refining disciples transferring to the Cangwu Sect.

The Sect Master of the Yunhai Sect fought until he was exhausted and committed suicide.

Three Gold Core True Immortals from the First Peak died in battle, two of whom were killed by a sneak attack from a Gold Core Elder of the Tianmo Sect.

The Cangwu and Tianmo Sects were at a standoff, with Sect Master Ye Shao filled with rage and unwilling to compromise. Another major battle was about to break out.

Afterwards, one Gold Core True Immortal from the Tianmo Sect died, two Gold Core True Immortals from the Cangwu Sect were severely injured, and nearly a thousand disciples were killed or injured. The two sects no longer fought and divided the Yunhai Sect equally.

In the afternoon, flying boats carrying corpses sailed into the Heaven Burial Mountain, and the bodies fell like dumplings.

Chen Shen looked at the mountain of corpses, his eyes gleaming, almost screaming, "It's happened, it's happened!"

"Junior brother, stop daydreaming and come help," Lu Changqing shouted from beside the bodies.

He was cautious and had no injuries. After returning, he came to help at the Heaven Burial Mountain.

"They said that whether these disciples were from the outer or inner sect, they will be buried with the treatment of the inner sect, with their names and identities engraved on tombstones. As for the Gold Core True Immortals, their families will personally handle the burial, and we don't need to prepare the bodies," Lu Changqing said while carrying a corpse.

"These bodies have names and identities written on them. Let's go to the inner sect area and find a place. The sect will arrange manpower to come tomorrow."

The Cangwu Immortal Sect still had humanity. Everyone died for the sect, so after death, they would have tombstones erected, and those with families could receive compensation based on the number of deaths.

Of course, no matter how much resources were provided, it couldn't compare to the loss of loved ones.

But whether it was in the secular kingdom or the cultivation world, conflicts would never cease. Such wars would happen in every corner.

"These don't seem to be disciples of my Cangwu Immortal Sect," Chen Shen opened a corpse and saw that the clothing did not belong to the Cangwu Immortal Sect.

There was also a thick piece of paper hanging around their necks, similar to a card, with the words written on it:

"Jin San, from the Jin Kingdom.

Born on a certain year, month, day.

Died for the sect on a certain year, month, day!"

"Aren't these people from the Yunhai Sect?" Lu Changqing casually replied when he saw Chen Shen's confusion, and then added, "These Yunhai Sect disciples are really unlucky. After their sect was destroyed, they surrendered to our Cangwu Immortal Sect, and in the end, they had to sacrifice their lives in the battle against the Tianmo Sect."

"By the way, I saw Lin Xuan in the Tianmo Sect's ranks. Do you remember him?"

"Of course I remember him. He joined the Tianmo Sect?" Chen Shen was somewhat surprised. He definitely remembered that person named Lin Xuan.

This person had great talent in swordsmanship and almost joined the Law Enforcement Peak. Unfortunately, he was stopped by Ye Shuangman and harbored resentment. After causing a commotion in the Outer Sect Management Office, he was expelled from the sect.

"That's right, and he has a damaged spiritual root. In just a few months, he has already reached the third level of Qi Refining. Last night, our sect's genius Zhu Ming had a match with him, but unexpectedly, Lin Xuan, with his third level of Qi Refining, defeated Zhu Ming, who was at the fifth level. His swordsmanship was extraordinary and far surpassed Zhu Ming."

"It seems that he has had some fortuitous encounters; otherwise, with his talent, how could he advance so quickly in such a short time?"

Chen Shen nodded, not paying much attention.

Suddenly, Lu Changqing revealed a mysterious smile and asked, "Junior brother, do you know what sword technique Lin Xuan used last night?"

"What sword technique?"

Chen Shen glanced at Lu Changqing's slightly proud expression and could easily guess that it was the true interpretation of swordsmanship.

But he still decided to give Lu Changqing a chance to show off.

"The true interpretation of swordsmanship! Yes, you heard it right, it's the terrifying sword technique that I spread!"

Lu Changqing raised his head high, his eyes filled with pride.

"Not bad, senior brother," Chen Shen played along.

The two of them chatted and soon arrived at a huge plain in the inner burial area.

"This is it. Today, let's bury one body here and arrange the specific matters tomorrow."

After they finished handling the body, they went back to drink.

The next day, more than ten disciples arrived, ranging from the third to the seventh level of Qi Refining.

"Junior Brother Lu!" One of the disciples with the highest cultivation level bowed to Lu Changqing.

The two of them knew each other and chatted for a while before assigning tasks.

A few disciples with higher cultivation levels dug a pit on the plain, carved words, and made a tombstone.

The lower-level disciples were responsible for carrying the bodies.

Lu Changqing and the seventh-level Qi Refining disciple acted as supervisors.

Chen Shen asked for the task of offering incense at the grave.

He carried some soil in his arms and sprinkled it on the grave while offering incense.

Successful burial.

Half a month later.

Successful burial, obtained part of the spiritual roots, and broke through to the middle-grade consummation!

Symbols of obscurity floated in Chen Shen's eyes, as if he had opened the heavenly eye, seeing everything in the world.

"So this is the root bone close to the top-grade spiritual roots?" he murmured to himself, his body like a vortex.

Even without activating the Longevity Technique, the spiritual energy around him converged towards him and continuously entered his body.

He immediately locked his root bone with spiritual power, cutting off the connection with the heavens and earth, and walked towards Lu Changqing and the others.

"After more than ten days, the matter finally comes to an end today. You all have worked hard. Let's go back a bit later today. I have prepared a table of delicious food to treat everyone. But don't disrespect Lu Changqing. We can only leave after finishing the wine this afternoon."

Lu Changqing looked at Chen Shen, who had caught up, and said cheerfully to the group.

"Senior Brother Lu, you're too polite. It's our honor to drink together," the disciples laughed.

The next morning after the matter was settled.

Ye Shuangman led the entire sect to Heaven Burial Mountain for a memorial service.

Back then, his father, Ye Chen, only allowed those above the true transmission level to come and pay respects at the grave. Ye Shuangman was even more courageous than Ye Chen.

Tens of thousands of cultivators crowded the place where the Gold Core True Lord of Heaven Burial Mountain was buried.

Led by Ye Shuangman, a few True Lords followed and offered incense in front of the grave of the deceased Gold Core.

There was another touching and heartfelt speech.

Whenever they talked about how the deceased True Lord had made great contributions to the sect, going through wind and rain, everyone shed tears. Of course, many of the stories were behind Ye Shuangman.

While talking about the past life of the Gold Core, he also praised himself.

"Why do I feel like the Young Sect Master is not acting? He's really crying," someone whispered.

Suddenly, this person felt a terrifying gaze sweep over him. He looked over and instantly felt his scalp go numb, filled with fear.

But the other party didn't trouble him. Instead, with a sinister smile, he replied, "The ones who died were the high-end combat power of the Ye family, the Gold Core True Lords. How could they not cry?"

Mo Yu looked at the sobbing Young Sect Master in front and sneered.

The disciples beside him quickly distanced themselves from this elder.

This is what you said, it has nothing to do with me.

(End of this chapter)