Chapter 57: Killing a Spiritual Corpse With a Single Strike

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“Lord Meng Yuxin, your orders, please. Do we need to intercept and kill them on the way to avenge your brother, Meng Fei’ang?” When the black-robed man was stared at by a corpse in the pile of corpses, he felt the blood in his body spurting out, as if it was about to explode.

“Hmph! Don’t mention that trash in front of me.” In the pile of corpses, another corpse raised its head. Its face was full of anger, and its mouth was torn open, madly gnawing on another corpse.

“I really don’t understand why my parents delivered another child after fifty years. And they delivered such a useless piece of trash!” With that, more corpses stood up and began to devour each other. One bit the other’s flesh, and the scene was extremely bloody.

The black-robed man who was originally kneeling on one knee had completely knelt down at this time, not daring to move an inch.

“For the master’s plan to split the five sects, Meng Fei’ang is a necessary tool. Only with him can we destroy the five sects,” the black-robed man said in a low voice. He could no longer feel the lower half of his body, as if he had completely lost all feeling.

“In the end, he’s just a piece of trash. The Spirit Valley has that old fox, Ling Qingyun, not to mention the Su family.” The chewing sound from the pile of corpses turned into a sentence, and the black-robed man didn’t dare to say another word.

“Forget it. Arrange five spiritual corpses of the intermediate of foundation establishment stage to intercept them outside of Fenghua City.”

In the end, the entire pile of corpses disappeared, leaving only five corpses that had turned black and had become thicker.

The black-robed man trembled as he raised his head. He looked at the five spiritual corpses, moved his mouth, and finally spoke. “However, Ling Qingyun’s direct disciple, Su Lingyun of the Su family, is also there. Even if ten late-stage foundation establishment spiritual corpses were to try and kill them, they would be like moths flying into the fire, let alone five intermediate of foundation establishment stage spiritual corpses.”

“Hmph!” The five spiritual corpses snorted at the same time, causing the black-robed man to spit out black blood again.

The black-robed man knelt down, not daring to say another word.

The black-robed man, who was in the perfection of the late-stage foundation establishment, was like a chick that could die at any moment.

“Either you do it, or you become my spiritual corpse.”

As soon as the words were spoken, the black aura disappeared without a trace, leaving only the five spiritual corpses on the spot.

The black-robed man remained kneeling, not daring to move.

He only heaved a sigh of relief after several hours had passed.

“Invisible and shadowless zombie demons that render others powerless with their groans and hisses. I didn’t expect that Meng Fei’ang’s death would make this monster come out of seclusion.” The black-robed man was drenched in sweat. They were both heretic cultivators, but even after using all his techniques, he couldn’t figure out Meng Yuxin’s attack.

“It’s just as the rumors say. As long as I finish listening to a groan or a hiss, the third sound will make me helplessness.” The black-robed man stood up, and the black blood slowly flowed back into his body. In a short while, the heavily injured black-robed man recovered his aura to its peak.

“Zhou Yun, the glory disciple of the Spirit Valley, and Su Lingyun, the genius of the Su family, you can only blame yourselves for provoking Meng Yuxin.” The black-robed man jumped into the air with the five spiritual corpse shields.

…

Fenghua City was a city with a population of only one million. Because of its strange geographical conditions, spring always came ten days earlier than other regions in the city.

As a result, it had the reputation of the glorious spring city.

Zhou Yun was currently walking on the streets of Fenghua City. There were many people coming and going, shoulder to shoulder.

On his left and right were Su Lingyun and Su Wanyi, the two beautiful twins, respectively. Meanwhile, he was also holding hands with the well-behaved and cute Qiao’er.

The four of them were already outstanding in appearance, not to mention that they were cultivators. None of them present were lower than the foundation establishment stage, so their temperament also made people feel that they were somewhat otherwordly.

Just walking on the streets made Zhou Yun feel a sense of strangeness.

That was because no one dared to get within a one-meter radius of the four of them.

Rather than saying that the crowd was afraid of them, it was more like Zhou Yun felt that they were being surrounded and watched.

“Disciple Su, why did we come to Fenghua City? If we have the Cloud Boat, shouldn’t we go to the Treasure Pavilion directly?” Zhou Yun asked curiously. He knew that Su Lingyun was a lazy person and didn’t want to act gentle in front of others. But this trip to Fenghua city was a waste of time.

Zhou Yun furrowed his brows. He could feel that ever since they left the Spirit Valley and alighted from the Cloud Boat, the world had changed.

Originally, the Cloud Boat and the Spirit Valley were places full of spiritual energy, but when Zhou Yun arrived in Fenghua City, he truly felt how scarce the spiritual energy was in this world.

Zhou Yun felt like he was a fish out of the water. He could only sense a thin amount of spiritual energy in this world.

That bit of spiritual energy was too little, he couldn’t even absorb it.

In other words, if Zhou Yun were to spend all his spiritual force in Fenghua City, he would be reduced to a mere mortal with a stronger body than average.

He might be at the mercy of others at the next moment.

It was no wonder that many forces would be destroyed after losing their source of spiritual energy.

The spiritual energy in the world was too scarce.

Zhou Yun felt uneasy. At the same time, he was even more curious as to why Su Lingyun wanted to come here.

“Don’t worry, I will protect you,” Su Lingyun consoled him in a soft voice. At the same time, she pointed at Zhou Yun’s bag and said, “If you don’t have enough spiritual energy, you can absorb the spiritual energy from the spiritual stones to make up for it. You should also adapt to the outside environment as soon as possible.”

Su Lingyun’s voice was a little ethereal as she stared into the distance for a while. “There are many things that can’t be accomplished just by staying in the Spirit Valley, whether it’s the Five Sects Tournament or the feud between our families.”

Then, Su Lingyun suddenly shouted, “Let’s get out of the city! We have guests.” She made a hand seal, and a gust of wind swept up Zhou Yun and the other two into the sky.

“Senior Sister Lingyun, where are we going?” Qiao’er hugged Zhou Yun in the air and asked Su Lingyun with a puzzled look.

“Lingyun, the five sects have ordered that we can’t interfere too much with the lives of mortals. You’ll be blamed if you use magic on the streets like this,” Su Wanyi said with a headache as she transferred some spiritual power to Su Lingyun to share the skill burden.

Su Lingyun shook her head and pointed to the outside of the city with excitement.

At the moment, everyone was already flying high. They looked in the direction pointed out by Su Lingyun and saw five small black dots flying in the sky.

“Heretic cultivators?” Su Wanyi’s smile disappeared and she didn’t dwell on what Su Lingyun had just done.

“Why are there heretic cultivators here? And it seems like they’re coming for us.” Qiao’er became nervous. She pulled out the sword from behind her and held Zhou Yun in her arms as she held the sword in front of her.

Zhou Yun looked at the heretic cultivators in front of him and then at Su Lingyun.

Could it be that Su Lingyun knew that there would be heretic cultivators?

Zhou Yun gave up on the idea of asking. He drew his spiritual sword and prepared to fight.