I Am A Corpse Collector In The World Of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 73: The Obsession to Collect Corpses

"They're here! The battle for the City Lord of Lingxi, the battle of the invincible Nascent Soul cultivators. It's going to be a spectacular fight!"

The crowd eagerly anticipated the battle, the atmosphere was heated.

"It would be best if one of them dies." Chen Shen also looked forward to it.

Bang!

As soon as the two stepped onto the stage, they quickly launched their attacks. The collision of their Divine Abilities created a huge shockwave in an instant.

There's nothing much to say. They're not young anymore, there's no need to say anything harsh.

Moreover, the two sects had a significant conflict before. If the outcome of this battle determines victory or defeat, it might also determine life or death.

"Hmm..." Jiang Xingyue let out a soft sound of surprise. The opponent's Dao techniques were not weaker than his.

"Cultivation at the eighth level, very strong." On the other side, Chen Feng's expression became serious.

If the opponent had the same cultivation level as him, he would definitely lose.

"But a genius who hasn't fully grown is still a genius." He murmured softly.

"..." Jiang Xingyue heard it.

Their cultivation had already reached the eighth level of Nascent Soul, and he still hadn't fully grown?

Thud!

The collision of their fists began, and the two started to compete in physical strength.

But obviously, this was a fierce battle. They were evenly matched, neither gaining an advantage.

"A battle between equals." The audience erupted in excitement.

Jiang Xingyue finally encountered a worthy opponent, and the City Lord was no longer invincible.

Boom!

Another earth-shattering collision, the protective barrier set up by Soul Formation showed signs of instability.

"You're strong." Jiang Xingyue's expression turned serious.

"I know." The other party nodded slightly.

What the hell!

Can't you praise me too? Don't you understand the principle of reciprocity?

The peerless genius launched another attack, intending to defeat his opponent.

It seemed that as long as the other party opened his mouth, it would make him unhappy.

...

An hour later, Mu Xiaojin leaned against Chen Shen's shoulder, feeling drowsy.

"I'm almost falling asleep from watching." She said boredly.

This was supposed to be an exciting and highly anticipated battle, but it had been going on for too long. It had been a whole hour and there was still no winner.

Chen Shen rubbed Mu Xiaojin's little head and continued to watch attentively.

He enjoyed watching battles between such powerful individuals, while also comparing his own strengths and weaknesses with these two, looking for areas to improve.

But upon careful analysis, it seemed like he didn't have any weaknesses?

"These two are evenly matched, it seems that it will take some time to determine the winner. How should we resolve this?"

"Let them fight, there will eventually be an opportunity for victory or defeat. One of them will emerge as the winner."

One day later, in the afternoon.

Chen Shen held Mu Xiaojin in his arms and they fell asleep after taking a nap.

On the stage, Jiang Xingyue and Chen Feng were still battling.

Both of them had exhausted their spiritual energy and were now fighting purely with their physical bodies, without taking any elixirs.

"Should we just call it a draw?"

"No, if there's no winner, how should we determine the first place? Should Lingxi City be divided?"

Two days later.

Jiang Xingyue's face looked very unpleasant. It was the first time he felt like throwing up during a battle. He was getting sick of this fight.

"Young man, it seems like you lack patience." Chen Feng said with a gentle smile, completely calm.

Jiang Xingyue's face turned slightly dark, his killing intent rising as he swung his fist the size of a sandbag again.

"I had a great time killing members of the Cangwu Sect."

Suddenly, Jiang Xingyue grinned, reminiscing about it.

"Hmm?" Chen Feng's expression changed slightly.

This was a thorn in his heart.

He had wiped out a sect under their jurisdiction on the territory of another sect. This couldn't be described as just a slap in the face.

"If it weren't for my ancestor's unwillingness to start a war, I would have been the first to kill you from the Lihuo Sect." His killing intent burst forth as he spoke in a deep voice.

The two fought again, full of killing intent.

"Let's go back, it should be a draw." Chen Shen pulled Mu Xiaojin and left the spectator stands.

By now, half of the people had already left.

The battle was intense and after two days, it became tiresome to watch.

...

Finally, three days later, it ended in a tie. Jiang Xingyue and Chen Feng tied for first place and jointly managed Lingxi City.

From this point on, the Dao competition ended and Jiang Xingyue's name once again resounded throughout the land, even sparking discussions in foreign countries.

"Soul Formation Nascent Soul lecture, are you going?"

"I won't go to listen to the Soul Formation lecture if I haven't cultivated the Emperor's Art," Chen Shen shook his head lightly.

"Accompany me," Mu Xiaojin asked him to accompany her.

The lecture by the Great Elder was beneficial to her.

Next, Chen Shen and Mu Xiaojin listened to the Soul Formation lecture.

Lingxi City began to split in two, with City Lord Jiang Xingyue gradually taking over many industries in the city.

Chirp!

In the outer city, the slums erupted in a gang war, with blades flashing and blood flowing.

"Is this starting?" Chen Shen scanned with his divine sense and saw a group of martial artists fighting.

With Lingxi City divided in two, and with two city lords who had a deep connection, it was natural that there would be no peace.

The stakes were too high, and the two sides were incompatible, so they would definitely not peacefully share the benefits.

Time flew by, and half a month passed.

The Soul Formation lecture was over, and the Immortal Fate Conference came to a complete end.

"It involves cultivators."

At night, Chen Shen saw Qi Refining cultivators fighting in the outer city, vying for control of a shop.

At the same time, in the City Lord's Mansion, Jiang Xingyue and Chen Feng were in negotiations.

"You really don't want to let go of the Formation Dao Alliance?"

"If you have the ability, you can destroy the Formation Dao Alliance," Chen Feng shook his head.

He had been rooted in Lingxi City for many years, with countless industries involved. Organizations like the Formation Dao Alliance were all under his control.

Jiang Xingyue wanted to intervene, so of course he would not agree.

"You're ruthless!" Jiang Xingyue left unwillingly.

Three years later.

Lingxi City, which seemed peaceful, was brewing a great storm.

"Foundation Building battle!"

Chen Shen, who had already reached the second level of Nascent Soul cultivation, spread out his divine sense and witnessed another battle.

Dozens of cultivators died, and several of them were in the later stages of Foundation Building.

"I really want to collect the corpses!" He watched as the people from the City Lord's Mansion carried the bodies away, feeling a bit envious.

It had been nearly four years since he last collected corpses, and his skills had become rusty.

"Jiang Xingyue and Chen Feng are very strong, we must not act recklessly," Chen Shen suppressed the excitement in his heart.

"Junior Brother, why did you stop? Hurry up and cultivate with me, I'm about to break through," Mu Xiaojin, lying on the bed, opened her eyes and complained.

"We'll continue."

...

Time flew by, and seven more years passed.

Chen Shen had been in Lingxi City for ten years.

During this time, he had assumed the identity of several Formation Dao masters, one after another, in order to quietly earn spirit stones.

Moreover, without relying on experience pills, his proficiency in the four arts had reached the level of Nascent Soul.

Each time he earned spirit stones, the amount increased by more than ten times, and his life became more and more comfortable.

During this period, Chen Shen visited his family several times, and everything was as it used to be, with everyone doing well.

He secretly refined longevity pills for his family, allowing them to extend their lives by twenty years.

His parents, who were clearly aging, became more energetic.

And in these years, countless cultivators died in Lingxi City.

Every time someone died, Chen Shen's heart trembled, wanting to collect the corpses, but he always hesitated because of the two city lords.

Collecting corpses had become an obsession in his heart.

Furthermore, as his cultivation became stronger, his progress slowed down, and his spiritual roots were still not the best, unable to make up for the deficiency.

"Junior Brother, I've made a breakthrough, I'm in the later stage of Gold Core!" Mu Xiaojin was full of spirit, looking like she was in her twenties, with a stunning appearance.

Only when the two of them cultivated together would she reveal her true appearance.

Usually, they pretended to be an old couple.

"I've also made a breakthrough, I'm at the fourth level of Nascent Soul!" Chen Shen thought to himself.

Boom!

The sky turned pitch black, and in the distance, another battle broke out, a battle between true immortals.

"I'm at the fourth level of Nascent Soul, I'm not weak anymore. If my spiritual roots were a little better, I could take another step forward. Should I take a risk?" Chen Shen's heart trembled as he looked over.

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