I Am A Corpse Collector In The World Of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 37: Injured Tendons and Bones

Ye Shuangman watched as Yun Qingying's figure disappeared, her face turning pale.

"When the Elder in charge of the sword wanted to take on disciples, he refused. Now that the sect is in trouble, he suddenly remembers them."

Mo Yu sneered, enjoying seeing Ye Shuangman in such a sorry state.

"Elder Mo, watch your words." A True Immortal with the surname Ye frowned.

"I'm at the peak of the Gold Core sixth layer. I can do whatever I want. You guys go ahead. Call for me when Cangwu is destroyed."

Mo Yu showed a contemptuous smile, then disregarded the expressions of the others and left directly.

"You!" The Gold Core cultivator with the surname Ye immediately became angry and was about to erupt, but was stopped by Ye Shuangman.

"Now is not the time for arguing. Since Elder Mo Yu won't go, the rest of us will go to reinforce. With Elder Zhi Jian in Cangwu, there's no need to worry."

After thinking for a moment, Ye Shuangman gave a direct order.

Apart from Mo Yu and Elder Zhi Jian, as well as some cultivators in closed-door cultivation, all the other visible True Immortals of Cangwu Immortal Sect mobilized and headed straight for Yunhai.

In the sky above Yunhai, it was dark and chaotic, with spiritual energy in disarray and mountains crumbling.

In the camp of Cangwu Sect, Lu Changqing and Jin Ao hid in a pit to watch the battle.

In this situation, it was not up to their low-level disciples to decide. The outcome depended on the Gold Core cultivators.

"Bad news, another Elder is injured." Lu Changqing's gaze was deep.

In the sky, a Gold Core cultivator wearing Cangwu attire had blood splattering from his arm, and a terrifying groan came from all directions.

"I don't know when our reinforcements will arrive. If the Elders are defeated before they come, we will all die." Jin Ao looked at the Cangwu Gold Core cultivators retreating one after another, his face filled with worry.

"Our sect can ask for reinforcements, and I believe the Demon Sect will do the same. Now we just hope that these Elders can hold on a little longer. Otherwise, if they fall before the reinforcements arrive, it will be very unfavorable for our sect."

Another disciple said.

"It's a pity I haven't reached the Gold Core stage. Otherwise, I would definitely want to test the strength of these True Immortals and let them see what it means to be invincible at the same level."

"Junior Brother Lu has become a bit arrogant since he killed Han Jun, who was at the early stage of the seventh layer. Being invincible at the same level is still very difficult, especially at the level of True Immortals. Each layer is like a different world. Even if there are some who have achieved it, they are mostly in those transcendent major powers."

Jin Ao smiled and shook his head as he looked at Lu Changqing, who was full of hot-blooded self-confidence.

"Not necessarily."

At this moment, a sudden voice sounded, and everyone looked over to see a young man in black clothes.

Zhu Ming!

Lu Changqing and the others adjusted their expressions and no one refuted him.

In less than a year, he had advanced to the seventh layer of Qi Refining, displaying his talent to the fullest.

And he dared to come to Yunhai alone for training, showing great courage.

There was no need to refute his words. They themselves did not possess such extraordinary talent, and they did not know what it was like to be filled with talent and confidence.

But they also felt that his words were a bit arrogant. After all, Lin, the goddess of the past, was very low-key and didn't say anything about being invincible at the same level. She just quietly cultivated and stayed away from disputes.

So no one applauded.

"You dare to court death!"

At this moment, a thunderous roar came from the sky.

"That's our Cangwu flag. The reinforcements have arrived!" The disciples saw a huge flying ship and showed expressions of joy.

"Kill them!" Ye Shuangman stood at the bow of the ship and shouted in a low voice.

The Gold Core cultivators who came to reinforce all mobilized, totaling more than ten!

It seemed that he had truly ignited his anger and wanted to frighten the enemy.

But the Demon Sect was not to be trifled with. Even when facing more than ten Gold Core enemies, they did not retreat and fought back fiercely.

"I'm here too!"

In the sky, another thunderous sound came, and the reinforcements from the Demon Sect had also arrived!

"Today, let this conflict come to an end." Ye Shuangman whispered softly, appearing calm but still somewhat anxious in his heart.

The next day, news of the battle reached the Cangwu Sect, and everyone fell silent.

Because this war had no winner or loser, both sides lost three Gold Core True Immortals.

"Damn it, this is just damn!" In the residence of the Elder of the First Peak, Moyu was furious, his face red with anger.

"Is Ye Shuangman really that stupid? He fought to the death, without even caring about the loss of the Gold Core True Immortals?"

According to his original plan, Cangwu would provide reinforcements and then negotiate for a ceasefire.

After all, if they could go to support, the Heavenly Demons would definitely anticipate this situation. How could they just watch Cangwu provide support?

But who knew that Ye Shuangman and those Gold Core True Immortals would be so impulsive, fighting with such anger, only calming down after three Gold Core True Immortals died.

Now it was not just a matter of a few deaths. Cangwu, which had prospered for hundreds of years, was completely crippled.

"Elder, calm down." A Foundation Building cultivator stepped forward to advise.

"I really want to cut you." Moyu glared at the cultivator, who quickly shut his mouth.

"Hehe! Ye Chen really raised a good son. He hasn't even grown any hair yet and he's already following in his father's footsteps to annihilate a sect. Doesn't he know about the balance of power?"

He regretted it a bit. He shouldn't have let the other party run wild. He only wanted Ye Shuangman to suffer a setback, but he didn't expect him to be such a complete idiot.

Not only did he destroy Yunhai, but he also had such a big conflict with the Heavenly Demons. Now it was a fight to the death.

"Never mind, never mind." Moyu forced himself to console himself.

"After all, Cangwu belongs to the Ye family. Why should I worry? I'll wait until that idiot Ye Chen finishes his seclusion. I'll enjoy watching him get angry."

Soon, he calmed down and went to drink with the Elder in charge of the sword.

Heaven Burial Mountain.

Chen Shen also received the news because the sky was once again filled with dumplings.

Not many, just over a hundred, but the most important thing was that Lu Changqing had returned.

"Junior Brother Chen!" Lu Changqing descended from the flying boat with a smile.

"Let's go, let's have a drink. This is produced in Yunhai. You definitely haven't tasted it." As soon as he arrived, he wanted to drink with Chen Shen and took out several jars of good wine.

"You can deal with these corpses later. I won't stay long. Let's have a few drinks first. I've already prepared the food."

Saying that, the two of them went to the attic.

Chen Shen originally wanted to invite him into his own courtyard, but Lu Changqing refused, saying that he had finally come back and wanted to drink in a familiar place.

"Oh~ Is someone here?" As soon as Lu Changqing stepped into the courtyard, he noticed a fluctuation of spiritual energy in his room.

"That's the new corpse collector."

"Although I may seem generous and easy-going, I don't like it when others take advantage of me, using my room, sleeping in my bed, and even using that Spirit Gathering Array!"

Lu Changqing's gaze turned cold as he entered the room directly.

"Who are you? Spare me, Senior Brother! Ah—don't!"

After a while, the dense spiritual energy gradually dissipated. Lu Changqing walked out, carrying the cultivator with an ugly face by the hand.

"Get lost. If I see you living here again next time, you can go die."

He threw the new corpse collector out of the door and said coldly.

"Yes, yes, yes." The corpse collector touched his swollen face and crawled away.

"I don't know who it is, actually breaking my formation." Lu Changqing clicked his tongue in amazement and let the formation start running again.

Cough, cough.

Chen Shen remained calm, quietly drinking his wine.

It's not flowing smoothly, and the setting limits my train of thought. It's so difficult.

(End of this chapter)