However, if the reward is internal energy, the Corpse Brother will become extremely stingy. At most, he can get ten days' worth of internal energy from a single corpse, but at least he can only get one day's worth of internal energy from a single corpse-driving session, no matter how many corpses there are.

Despite being deliberately suppressed by the Corpse Brother, he has fortunately worked for a long enough period of time, accumulating five hundred years of power over the years.

Looking across the martial world, he has no equal.

Although the Corpse Brother did not reward him with any martial arts skills or techniques, and restricted him from learning martial arts from a master, with his profound internal strength, no matter which era's number one martial artist he encountered, he only needed to strike lightly with a palm, and he could make the number one martial artist vomit three liters of blood.

The feeling of being invincible is incredibly awesome.

When you encounter injustice, you can certainly step in and intervene; sometimes, you might even win the heart of a beautiful woman and relieve your loneliness.

Although the Corpse Brother did not turn him into a eunuch, he did deprive him of his fertility.

The Corpse Brother explained that Bian Lang could be close to women, but he could never have children. This was to ensure that Bian Lang could focus on controlling the corpses without any distractions.

The righteous way of heaven and earth is to respect corpse-driving.

"The dead depart on their journey; the living shall refrain from seeing them off."

When passing through villages or towns, or when he sensed someone nearby, Bian Lang would shout a few times and shake the Soul-Capturing Bell to warn the living to avoid offending the evil spirits of the dead and bringing disaster upon themselves.

Upon entering the corpse-driving inn, Bian Lang had the corpse stand against the wall on one side of the door while he went to start a fire to cook.

Apart from the corpse drivers, no living people are allowed to enter the corpse-driving inn.

Cook a bowl of plain noodles, eat while enjoying the breeze and soaking your feet.

After finishing the noodles, it was time to go to bed.

"Help, help me..." A delicate female voice suddenly came from outside the Corpse Transport Inn.

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