Who Let Him Cultivate?! (WX)-Chapter 405: Unusual Walking Corpses

After listening to the village chief’s account, the two suddenly wrapped their heads around the whole situation. “No wonder these walking corpses are so tough. They don’t seem like they were refined by an ordinary person. So it’s because they were lost.”

“Is it common for walking corpses to go missing?”

The village chief shook his head. “How could it be? I’ve lived for eighty years, and this is my first time seeing masterless walking corpses. Before this, I’d only heard stories.”

“May I ask what usually causes walking corpses to lose their masters?”

“I’ve heard there are mainly two reasons walking corpses are masterless. Either the master has died, freeing the walking corpses from their control and leaving them to wander, or the master voluntarily lifted the control over the walking corpses. Otherwise, there is a third possibility that the walking corpses turned on their master and devoured them.

“Judging by the behavior of the walking corpses in our village, they don’t seem bloodthirsty, so the third scenario seems unlikely.”

“Is there any way to find their master?” Lu Yang asked. frёewebnoѵēl.com

The village chief’s face twisted into a complicated expression, his brows furrowed tightly before he finally sighed. “There is. Every Corpse Driver leaves a unique mark on their walking corpses to claim ownership. The ones in our village all bear the same mark on their right wrists—like this.” He crouched and traced three interlocking circles on the ground, with the character for “ghost” inscribed in the center.

“If the master is still alive, the same mark would be on his right wrist.

“Although my cultivation is limited at the Apex Level Two Qi Training Stage, I studied under a remarkable Corpse Driver in my youth. My teacher was at the Apex Level Six Qi Training Stage!

“During my apprenticeship, I memorized the marks of every Corpse Driver in the surrounding commanderies and counties, and none had a similar style. As for those from other regions, I’ve never seen them before.” This was one of the reasons the village chief hadn’t reported the matter. Since the walking corpses didn’t belong to any Corpse Drivers nearby, even if he handed them over to the local authorities, they wouldn’t be able to track down the master.

“Old Sir, have you heard of the Corpse-Driving Sect?”

The village chief couldn’t help but chuckle. “How could I not have heard of them? Thirty years ago, I even glimpsed a young talented disciple from a distance, someone far beyond the likes of me, who struggled just to grasp the basics of Corpse-Driving Techniques.”

“Do you know where the Corpse-Driving Sect is located?”

“That’s quite far.” The village chief pointed west. “The Corpse-Driving Sect lies right in the center of Wilderness Province. If you keep heading west from here, it’s eighty million li away.”

Meng Jingzhou nodded. “Looks like we’ll need a few more days of travel.”

With the old horse around, eighty million li was not considered far. When Meng Jingzhou had run away from home, the journey from the imperial capital to the Dao-Seeking Sect was even longer, yet it had taken mere days.

The speed depended entirely on the old horse’s mood.

Back then, Meng Jingzhou had assumed that the chassis of the carriage was embedded with spatial arrays, allowing it to traverse space and shrink distances instantly. Only later did he realize that while the carriage was indeed a treasure, the old horse was the real reason for their speed.

“Old Sir, since we are already aware of the walking corpses’ presence, could you let us brothers stay for the night?”

“Alright then. Anyway, my old partner has passed away, and my children have moved to the county. Having you stay overnight is simply adding two more quilts.”

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After a night’s rest in Jianshi Village, the two bid the village chief farewell and resumed their journey.

“You two had pretty good luck last night,” the Everlasting Immortal Fairy remarked as she lazily stretched her limbs and relaxed her muscles and bones. Although souls had no true muscles and bones, some habits from life persisted beyond death.

“Pretty good luck?”

“Exactly! Those walking corpses you bumped into last night had been meticulously refined by a powerful cultivator. Without anyone to command them and with insufficient yang energy, they didn’t even have the strength to move and were barely surviving on those big mantou. Otherwise, you would have stood no chance against them.

“If I’m not mistaken, that horde of walking corpses could collectively rival a Fusion cultivator.”

“Fusion cultivator?!” Lu Yang was astonished. He only knew that the walking corpses from last night were sturdy, but he never expected it’d be to the extent of facing off with a Fusion cultivator. Even if Lu Yang lacked the expertise in corpse refinement techniques, he could figure out that only a Fusion cultivator was capable of crafting such walking corpses.

These walking corpses are a Fusion cultivator’s combat method. How could they have been abandoned so carelessly? Did a Fusion-stage Corpse Driver die?

The thought sent a chill down his spine.

In this age, brutal conflicts were rare, and Fusion cultivators seldom fought to the death. Beyond their sheer power, they possessed a multitude of life-saving techniques, making it extremely difficult for one to kill another, unless the gap in strength was overwhelming—as with the Taciturn Daoist, the First Elder, or Qiu Jin’an compared to an ordinary Fusion cultivator.

Noticing Lu Yang’s expression shift, Meng Jingzhou asked, “What’s wrong?”

“You remember that the Everlasting Immortal Fairy resides within me, right?” Back when the Everlasting Immortal Fairy was resurrected, Meng Jingzhou was right beside him.

Meng Jingzhou blinked, then smacked his palm as if he had jolted from a reverie. “Ah~ I remember now. You have an ancient immortal inside you. What did she say?”

“...Hold on, let’s not talk about what she has said for now; why do you look like you just remembered?”

“You can’t blame me for this.” Meng Jingzhou scratched his head sheepishly and counted off on his fingers. “In my mind, I envision someone with an ancient immortal inside them to have endless miraculous luck, wield battered ancient relics as weapons, hold myriad earth-shattering secrets, be well-versed in sundry cultivation methods, be unbeatable among peers, often spout astounding wisdom beyond their level, be constantly surrounded by beautiful women throwing themselves at them, and treat exploring secret domains like going home.

“However, your daily life doesn’t match. The only fitting trait is being unbeatable among peers, though that isn’t anything spectacular in the Dao-Seeking Sect.

“Oh right, and you know various random ancient secrets useful only for bluffing the Nine-Netherworlds Creed.”

Lu Yang, “...”

Yeah, I’d like to know why too.

“So, what did the immortal say?”

“She said that last night’s horde of walking corpses could rival a Fusion cultivator in terms of combat power.”

Meng Jingzhou’s pupils contracted, evidently thinking of the same issue as Lu Yang. How could corpses of such caliber be left wandering outside? Something must have happened in secret!

“Let’s head to a major city and ask around to check whether there were any battles or if a Fusion cultivator had perished. Something this big must have left a trace.”

Lu Yang nodded, concurring with his suggestion.

“By the way, since you have an ancient immortal inside you, can you help me ask if she has a solution for my karmic backlash?” Meng Jingzhou’s fervent gaze bore into Lu Yang.

That’s right, even if Big Senior Sister isn’t here to help, I still have an ancient immortal here. Ancient immortals possessed heaven-defying powers—resolving a mere karmic backlash should be nothing more than a flick of the wrist for them, right?

“I’ve asked her.”

“What did she say?”

“She told you to go die.”

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