The Demonic Cultivator In Zombie World-Chapter 345: Yang Metal Sword Qi Corpse Refining Technique

Chu Xuan's gaze fell upon a thin young cultivator wearing the robe of the Majestic Sword Sect. The young man was standing in front of a large, well-formed corpse, which emitted a strong medicinal scent. It was clear the corpse had already been soaked in corpse-refining fluids, with only the final step—turning it into a corpse puppet—left to complete.

The young cultivator continuously struck the corpse with sword Qi, causing the corpse to grow more menacing and sharp.

"Hmm, this corpse-refining method is quite unique, I've never seen something like it before," Chu Xuan murmured in surprise. The sword Qi embedded in the corpse seemed to imbue it with a powerful aura. "Could it be that this cultivator from the Majestic Sword Sect has combined demonic sect corpse-refining methods with his own sword techniques?"

Chu Xuan remained hidden, observing without making a sound. The young cultivator, sweat dripping from his forehead, seemed entirely focused on the corpse, completely unaware that a small blood bee was silently watching him from the corner of the room.

Hours passed, and the young cultivator finally finished his task.

"Ninety-nine Yang Metal Sword Qi... it's finally complete!" he muttered with satisfaction, his eyes gleaming with triumph. "This Yang Metal Sword Corpse is almost done!"

He gazed at the corpse, a sinister smile curling on his lips. "Just what I needed—a tough, powerful corpse to refine this Yang Metal Sword Corpse. You thought you'd invite me to explore the cave together, but instead, you've delivered yourself right into my hands as the perfect material. You probably never imagined you'd end up being turned into a corpse puppet, did you?"

The young cultivator's laughter was cold and smug, but as he turned around, his expression changed abruptly. A figure in black stood behind him, smiling as they looked at him.

"Well, sharp senses. Too bad, though, you're still a bit too late," Chu Xuan grinned, his lips stretching into a predatory smile.

In a flash, his hand, wreathed in cold energy, struck the young cultivator's sea of consciousness. With a single violent blow, the young cultivator's soul was heavily wounded, and his Nascent Soul was immediately subdued.

"Let me search your soul and see who you really are." Chu Xuan activated his Soul Search technique, diving into the cultivator's memories.

The name "Gao Xuan" appeared in his mind, and Chu Xuan couldn't help but chuckle.

"Ah, so you're from the Gao family, huh? No wonder you're so crafty."

Upon closer inspection, he realized that this man, Gao Xuan, was from the Majestic Sword Sect and had once been a Golden Core cultivator.

After the Majestic Sword Sect's home planet was conquered by the Heaven Shaking Divine Sect, Gao Xuan followed the remaining members of the sect to Red Water Star.

There, he had unknowingly obtained part of the inheritance of a Deity Transformation grandmaster. Among the many rare Nascent Soul-grade pills, his greatest acquisition had been the Yang Metal Sword Qi Corpse Refining Technique.

Using these pills, he had somehow succeeded in advancing to the Nascent Soul stage despite his less-than-ideal talent, owing to his superior spiritual root. It was important to note that cultivators with high-grade spiritual roots typically could only condense a Golden Core, not reach the Nascent Soul stage.

Now, Gao Xuan had responded to the summons of the Reincarnation Sect and arrived at the Heavenly Metal Battlefield. His task, however, was not to attack the Heaven Shaking Divine Sect cultivators but to guard the Heaven-Six City.

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As for the corpse he had turned into a Yang Metal Sword Corpse, it originally belonged to a Nascent Soul cultivator from the Red Water Star's Crimson Flame Hall. This person had kindly invited Gao Xuan to explore a nearby cave and capture any remaining demonic cultivators.

Gao Xuan, eyeing the body of this Chi Yan Temple cultivator, had killed him and used the Yang Metal Sword Qi Corpse Refining Technique to turn his corpse into the Yang Metal Sword Corpse.

"Majestic Sword Sect cultivators… aren't they supposed to focus on merit just like me? This young man has strayed onto a wrong path."

With a casual motion, Chu Xuan snapped Gao Xuan's neck, throwing the corpse into the Heavenly Corpse Tower, while his soul and Nascent Soul were tossed into the Sky-Shielding Umbrella. As for the Yang Metal Sword Corpse, after a quick glance, he could tell it had not been successfully refined.

The cultivator's understanding of the Yang Metal Sword Qi Corpse Refining Technique was clearly lacking. After all, he was from the Majestic Sword Sect—he didn't know the first thing about corpse refining. All those ninety-nine sword qi were wasted.

"The Yang Metal Sword Qi has always been known for its formidable destructive power. I might be able to make use of this incomplete Yang Metal Sword Corpse."

Chu Xuan pondered for a moment and then tossed the half-formed Yang Metal Sword Corpse into Blue Star. However, he did not immediately act on this. At this moment, his most pressing concern was to replace this Gao Xuan from the Majestic Sword Sect and re-enter Heaven-Six City.

Closing his eyes, Chu Xuan swiftly delved into Gao Xuan's network of relationships. This man was solitary and self-deprecating, rarely making friends. His parents were ordinary mortals, likely long since turned to dust.

"Perfect, perfect, just the kind of person I like. Even if I replace him, no one will notice."

Chu Xuan nodded with satisfaction. After disguising himself as Gao Xuan, he stepped out of the room with determined strides.

Chu Xuan had spent ten years training on Blue Star, yet only one year had passed in the Heavenly Metal Battlefield. Looking around, he noticed that the Heaven-Six City had not changed much. The houses destroyed by the giant rocks had long been rebuilt. Cultivators rushed back and forth through the streets, each with their own mission.

"Gao Xuan, why are you still idling? Your task isn't finished yet. Go to the cave outside the city and clean up the Nether Crocodiles."

An annoyed voice rang out.

Chu Xuan turned toward the source of the voice and saw a slender, attractive woman. She stood with her hands on her hips, her expression arrogant and defiant. It was clear she was quite displeased with him. Beside her was a handsome young man, who only cast a casual glance at Chu Xuan, not even bothering to look longer. He clearly didn't consider Chu Xuan a threat. After all, Chu Xuan had already disguised his cultivation as Gao Xuan's Nascent Soul second level.

Chu Xuan took note of the pair with subtle scrutiny. The woman's name was Han Yiren, a fellow disciple from the Majestic Sword Sect, just like Gao Xuan. The man was named Yang Yuze, a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator from the Fiery Cloud Tower.

The Fiery Cloud Tower, along with the Majestic Sword Sect, the Celestial Sound Zen Temple, and the Crimson Flame Hall, was one of the five-tiered sects under the Reincarnation Sect. Han Yiren, though charming in appearance, was a domineering and arrogant person. Seeing Gao Xuan's frail form, she likely thought him an easy target. Since Gao Xuan had entered the Majestic Sword Sect, Han Yiren often treated him as though he were her servant.

Gao Xuan had secretly cursed her on numerous occasions. Even now, despite Gao Xuan's fortunate breakthrough to Nascent Soul, she still treated him as beneath her, ordering him around as if nothing had changed. She had the power to do so, after all. Not only was she at the Nascent Soul mid-stage, but she also had an ancestor at the Deity Transformation stage.

Gao Xuan, with neither talent nor backing, dared not oppose her. He had no choice but to swallow his pride. However, Han Yiren and Yang Yuze had no idea that beneath Gao Xuan's appearance, a different person had taken his place.

When faced with Han Yiren's haughty commands, Chu Xuan merely flashed a smile.

"Alright, Senior Sister Han, I'll go right away."

Han Yiren, looking at his smile, suddenly felt a chill run down her spine. That was strange. He had only smiled, yet why did she feel a sense of unease? This wasn't normal.

Han Yiren thought for a moment and then added, "Also! Three days from now, Senior Brother Ximen has called for an urgent meeting. At the hour of You, remember to go to Senior Brother Ximen's cave!"

Chu Xuan smiled and nodded, "Understood."

With that, he turned and walked towards the city gates.

Seeing his smile, Han Yiren found herself unable to pick a flaw and reluctantly gave up.