Chapter 117: A Guide for Dead Men

Chapter 117: A Guide for Dead Men

Chang Bolins ghoul leaned toward him, stumbling over his own feet. He stared dully, eyes glazed and white, coated with thick cataracts. His jaw worked slowly. Faintly, his brows furrowed.

Eh? You already know him? Fa Chuyou asked, covering her mouth with her hand.

Ahah. Of course. I, ah, death cultivators you know, he said, nodding.

She nodded as well. Naturally, naturally. Youre right. Theres so few death cultivators, it isnt surprising the two of you already know each other!

Y you, Chang Bolin groaned. His stiff face twitched into almost a frown, and then his eyes slid off Hui. He turned back toward the square and wandered a step toward it.

Hey! Watch it. That isnt for you. You have to earn it! Fa Chuyou insisted, blocking Chang Bolin.

Is this what an ordinary death cultivator is like? No wonder theyre treating me as such a treasure! Hui watched Chang Bolin, memorizing his jerky movements and twisted limbs. Its too late to fake it better now, but for next time

No, no. Im missing the point. How did Chang Bolin end up here? How did he become a death cultivator? Was his grudge against me strong enough that he came back, or was he created somehow? How did a Starbound Sect disciples corpse end up in the hands of a demonic sect? How did a Starbound Sect disciple end up as a death cultivator? Was he not properly buried?

Hui shook his head. Too many questions, and no answers. Ill have to poke around and see if I can figure it out.

Fa Chuyou grasped Huis hand with both of hers. Leaning forward, she looked up at him, her robes shifting slightly to reveal a glimpse of pillowy white expanses beneath. Xie Hao, sh-shall we go? Theres so much to show you.

Ah certainly, Hui allowed. He licked his lips and again resisted the urge to spit from the horrid flavor of the skin. This woman shes slightly strange, isnt she?

Oh well, shes willing to help me. I wont look a gift horse in the mouth.

She glanced at him, then away. Shyly, she tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. Er, Xie Hao, could, could I

Hmm? Hui asked.

Blushing, Fa Chuyou rushed ahead. Could I show you the way? This way!

Of course, Hui replied graciously. He smiled, but a shiver ran up his spine. Elder sister, please dont tell me youre into ghouls in that way! I know were in a demonic sect, but theres limits to depravity!

Chang Bolin took another step toward the square.

Mmm, Corpse Refinement I wonder if theres death qi in there? I cant sense any from here, but

Fa Chuyou led them to the final valley. Unlike the others, nothing stood out about this valley. Peaceful and quiet, its forests were normal-sized. A few birds and butterflies flitted about, at peace. And last, the Valley of Hungering Ghosts! An ancient battle took place here thousands of years ago. The ghosts of those long-dead cultivators still linger. Its an excellent place to cultivate ghost flags and ghost banners, or any other ghost-related arts. However, encountering the ghosts depends on your luck! Some cultivators have spent entire lifetimes wandering the valley, without ever encountering a single ghost. Others enter, only for their lifeless bodies to be encountered days later! The lucky few emerge with ghost flags of terrifying power!

Hui nodded. Its settled. This small cultivator is never entering a single one of those valleys!

Well? Do you have any questions? Fa Chuyou asked.

Is there a good place to gather death qi? Hui asked.

Fa Chuyou stared at him, then laughed. Thats a good joke!

Hui blinked. Its yes, yes. A joke! He laughed along with her, completely lost. Whats so funny about that? Im a death cultivator, of course Id ask about death qi!

Shaking her head, Fa Chuyou slapped his shoulder. Where to gather death qi. How silly. If you want to gather death qi, just kill a few cultivators! What a jokester.

Just kill a few Hui stared for a second, then realized: Right, Im in a demonic sect! Killing is commonplace. Its ordinary to kill for fun, let alone to kill to advance ones cultivation!

No wonder everyones glaring at me. Id glare at death cultivators, too. Arent I essentially openly advertising that Im a bloodthirsty maniac?

Except all my death qi came from a plant. A plant that ate a lot of people, but still. And before that, it was flint.

Im probably the only death cultivator to cultivate death qi without killing!

Fa Chuyou glanced at Hui. Er, Xie Hao

Hmm? Hui asked.

I I know this is sudden, but you I really She bit her lip and cast her eyes down. The bite made the red in her lip come out, and the glance accentuated her long, graceful lashes. A bashful expression spread over her face, and spots of red appeared on her cheeks.

Oh no. Oh no. Fa Chuyou, please! Dont say it! Leave yourself some face! I, er, I just remembered Hui said, backing away.

Fa Chuyou looked up all at once, decisive, her eyes flashing. I really want to refine your corpse!