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Translator: Cinder Translations --- Song Wen, with a meager pouch, ultimately didn't purchase any technique or skill at the Transmission Hall. After finally selecting a desired corpse puppet refining technique, but it required twenty-five spirit stones. Exiting the Transmission Hall, Song Wen headed towards the market at the foot of the mountain. The market at the foot of the mountain was established by the Corpse Demon Sect. Here, not only were there shops from the sect, but also from…
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Translator: Cinder Translations --- "Urgh..." Just as Song Wen returned to his cave, he couldn't hold back any longer. Without eating all day, something unknown had accumulated in his stomach, causing a violent upheaval. Song Wen vomited continuously for half an hour, feeling bile rise in his throat, and his nauseous stomach finally began to settle. Exhausted and wanting to collapse into sleep, he felt covered in the smell of blood and corpse stench, making him nauseous again. He had to…
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Translator: Cinder Translations --- Song Wen once again observed another Corpse Dissector. He stayed in the Corpse Dissection Cave until the last Corpse Dissector left, before finally departing himself. According to his observations, each Corpse Dissector dissected approximately between 100 to 150 corpses, taking about two to three hours each time. After leaving the Corpse Dissection Cave, Song Wen returned to his cave, designated as No. 97. After receiving their tasks, Wu Xiu, Zhang…
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Translator: Cinder Translations --- "Who are you? How did you break into the Corpse Dissection Cave?" Just as Song Wen was surveying the cave from all sides, a sudden voice interrupted his observations. A man covered in a strong stench of blood and filth appeared before Song Wen, his eyes showing a hint of caution. However, noticing Song Wen's weak cultivation, the man did not react aggressively. Song Wen clasped his fists in greeting, "Reporting to senior, I am a newly recruited outer…
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Translator: Cinder Translations --- Generally speaking, after the age of sixty, a cultivator's qi and blood gradually weaken. Foundation Building requires a cultivator to elevate their essence, energy, and spirit to the peak state of human strength, then break through the body's limits, thereby undergoing transformation and fundamentally completing the evolution of life to gain greater power and longevity. In other words, after sixty years of age, the possibility of Foundation Building becomes…
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Translator: Cinder Translations --- Song Wen walked out of his cave and saw Du Qiu waiting impatiently at the door. Behind him were five others who had entered the sect at the same time. Wu Xiu, with his Iron Corpse in tow, looked smug and provocatively stared at Song Wen. A month ago, taking advantage of Song Wen's unfamiliarity with the rules of the Corpse Demon Sect upon his arrival, he forcibly occupied Song Wen's cave. With the dense spiritual energy and corpse qi in the cave, in just a…
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Translator: Cinder Translations --- From the sect rules, Song Wen also learned about the treatment and responsibilities of disciples in the Corpse Demon Sect. As an outer disciple like Song Wen, he could receive 5 low-grade spirit stones per month. Of course, these resources were generally insufficient for a Qi Refining stage disciple, even for those in the early stages. To obtain more resources and accelerate their cultivation progress, disciples had to contribute to the sect in exchange.…
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Translator: Cinder Translations --- Wu Xiu looked at Song Wen arrogantly, a hint of disdain on his face, as if he had already figured Song Wen out. He was currently at the third layer of Qi Refining, and with his family background, his techniques and methods were far superior to a wandering cultivator like Song Wen. However, these weren't his greatest assets. His greatest asset was the iron corpse behind him. This iron corpse was an heirloom from his father, capable of unleashing mid-level…
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Translator: Cinder Translations --- The airship flew for several days, covering how many thousands of miles before gradually slowing down. Song Wen had stored some food in his storage bag earlier, so he wasn't starving. But those four ordinary people were miserable. Shi Shou didn't provide them with any food, so they had been starving for days and were on the verge of fainting. The superior-looking man had only eaten one pellet and seemed energetic and completely unaffected. "Could that…
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Translator: Cinder Translations --- Thousands of zhang high in the sky, the Tian Sha Gang. In the pitch-black night sky, a ship several zhang long silently floated in mid-air. A man with a thin and gaunt figure, emitting a faint corpse aura, glanced at the raging fire beneath his feet, then looked at Song Wen fleeing in the low sky, his eyes showing an interesting expression. "This kid isn't bad. As a cultivator, he doesn't hesitate to slaughter mortals wantonly. He truly shows some style of…
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