"What?"

Upon hearing Feng Bingwen's completely unreasonable reasoning, the disciple, who was standing on tiptoe, afraid of making the slightest noise, was completely stunned.

roar!

Feng Bingwen did not respond. Accompanied by a violent sound, another blood-red figure pounced on it. It was a brutal blood corpse, with exposed muscles and fascia revealing cruelty and madness.

"A madman! This guy is a complete madman!"

Seeing that Feng Bingwen had left the door first, and that they were going to kill him for such an absurd reason, the disciples, who were initially terrified, now showed signs of madness.

"What are you still looking at? Do you think this guy will let you go after killing us?"

With a loud crash, accompanied by the sound of heavy wooden planks hitting the ground, a stiff figure reeking of decay rushed out of the house the disciple had just left—it was a zombie.

These newly arrived disciples had all practiced the basic cultivation methods disseminated by the Corpse King Palace. There were quite a few disciples who brought in zombies, ghosts, or even more special blood corpses like Feng Bingwen.

"Shen Bei! You've gone too far!"

"Why bother talking to him so much? Just cripple his blood corpse!"

Everyone understands the principle of "if the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold." Feng Bingwen's actions of harming three disciples in just a few days have instilled fear in the disciples who shared the same courtyard with him... If this continues, it will surely be their turn.

"You saw that I possessed a magical treasure, and when you couldn't take it by force, you decided to kill me to steal it. So you joined forces and attacked me when I was off guard. However, I am strong enough to easily turn the tables and kill you."

Seeing his disciple finally take action after being provoked by his actions, Feng Bingwen expressionlessly recited the script he had already prepared. A layer of crystalline bone armor spread across his chest, quickly covering most of his body.

"Who would covet your magic weapon?!"

Upon hearing Feng Bingwen's inexplicable words, the disciples were filled with shock and anger, and they all sensed that something was wrong.

"Don't overthink it. That's just an excuse used to deal with law enforcement. It has nothing to do with you, since you won't be seeing it anyway!"

As he spoke, Feng Bingwen had just lowered one of his hands, which was encased in bone, from the collapsed skull of a disciple.

The speed he displayed at that moment terrified the remaining disciples to the extreme. His power, which could crush them even without relying on any external objects, caused their mentality to collapse.

"No, you can't do this!"

"Monster, he's a monster!"

"ah--"

The screams, filled with extreme fear and panic, did not last long, lasting only a quarter of an hour before completely subsiding. The commotion quickly attracted the enforcers of the Corpse King's Palace.

However, when the group of law enforcement officers in black entered the courtyard where Feng Bingwen lived, they couldn't help but fall silent at the sight before them—disordered limbs and flesh were scattered all over the ground, the stark white bones were even more glaring, and the sound of chewing on the bloody corpse was even more chilling.

"May I have your name?"

The leader of the law enforcement officers looked at the bloody scene before him, and then saw the gaunt young man standing to the side with his arms crossed, staring blankly at everything. His face twitched, and he asked in a serious tone.

"Sinking North!"

"Chen Bei, is that right? You must be a newly initiated disciple, haven't you read the sect rules? It's forbidden to harm other disciples within the sect, unlike at home. Violators will have their cultivation abolished and be expelled from the sect, or at the very least, half of your assets will be confiscated!"

"Uncle-Master, I have thoroughly studied the sect rules and know them by heart. I will not do anything that violates the sect rules!"

Feng Bingwen responded with a serious expression.

"Then how do you explain this? There's no one left alive in this courtyard except you. Didn't you harm them?"

Looking at the young disciple who was still trying to argue, the somewhat stern-looking law enforcement leader was already pondering how to deal with him.

"No, they brought this upon themselves! They saw that I possessed a magical artifact, and when they couldn't take it by force, they harbored evil intentions!"

Feng Bingwen recited the prepared speech he had already prepared, and then stared blankly at the law enforcement officers in front of him.

"Do you think we're all idiots?"

A law enforcement officer who looked somewhat young laughed in anger.

"This magical artifact of mine was bestowed upon me by Elder Wuyou, so I would not lie!"

Looking at the increasingly hostile law enforcement officer, Feng Bingwen calmly responded, and as soon as he said this, the courtyard, which was filled with a thick smell of blood, fell silent once again.

"Elder Wuyou!"

The seemingly rigid elder enforcer fell silent for a moment, then carefully examined Feng Bingwen, especially the pendant around his neck, before nodding.

"You're right. Since you were chosen by Elder Wuyou, it must be because these disciples saw that you possessed a magical treasure and harbored evil intentions. Now that you've ended up like this, it's only your own fault!"

After explaining their background, their absurd reasons were quickly accepted, and the law enforcement officers left without lingering in this filthy place.

"That's so convenient!"

Seeing how easily the matter was resolved, even Feng Bingwen, who was somewhat prepared, couldn't help but smile. He was especially happy when he saw that he had gained over 20,000 merit points, approaching 30,000.

Even if these demonic disciples were just beginners, none of them were killed unjustly. They could close their eyes and not worry about bearing evil karma; they could just wait to reap the rewards of good deeds.

...

"Truly worthy of being the number one immortal sect in Donghua!"

Looking at the nine towering, majestic immortal mountains before him, their peaks seemingly endless, Feng Bingwen spared no praise. However, upon hearing his praise, Xu Yuanshan, the Earth Immortal who had led him here, and several of his disciples who had overheard his words, felt somewhat embarrassed.

The Vegetable-Growing Skeleton's Expansion into a Foreign Land

If an ordinary cultivator had said these words, they could have stood tall and accepted them without hesitation. But the one who said these words was the Supreme Daoist, who came from the truly number one immortal sect of humanity.

Their claim to being number one in Donghua University is simply incomparable to the claim to being number one in humanity.

"Dao Zi Liao is too kind. How can mere nine mountains compare to the Supreme Immortal Realm!"

Upon hearing such praise, Xu Yuanshan immediately retorted. Although he had never seen the gates of the Supreme Dao Sect, nor had he read many related rumors or descriptions, this did not prevent him from harboring fantasies about it and believing that his own sect could never compare to it, even though this was true.

"The Supreme Dao is not as good as you think!"

Feng Bingwen shook his head. Other times might be fine, but the current Taishangdao Mountain Gate is definitely no match for Jiuwei Mountain. Even Luzhou was smashed to pieces by that extraterrestrial behemoth, and it's unknown when it will recover.

Neither Xu Yuanshan nor the elders and disciples who came down the mountain with him could respond to Feng Bingwen's words, since they had never met him before.

"Daozi, please follow me into the mountain gate!"

The most striking feature of Jiuwei Mountain is its nine towering peaks that seem to reach the sky. Their majestic presence is visible to all mortals within a radius of thousands of miles.

While it is possible to see them, getting close without the guidance of a cultivator from Jiuwei Mountain is virtually impossible.

Feng Bingwen simply followed these immortals through a thin, hazy mist before finally seeing the true location of the Nine Peaks Mountain Gate.

Nine majestic mountains, exuding a vast and ancient aura, are interspersed and scattered, with some separated by thousands of miles and others by tens of thousands of miles. This area of ​​nine mountains is known as the Nine Mountain Gates, and it is truly expansive.

"Truly remarkable!"

The overwhelming spiritual energy, the phoenixes and cranes playing in the clouds, and the auspicious beasts and deer leisurely roaming among the mountains and rivers made Feng Bingwen exclaim in admiration that this was indeed a blessed land standing on earth!

"To receive such praise from Daozi is a small comfort to this old man!"

Upon hearing Feng Bingwen's heartfelt praise, Xu Yuanshan couldn't help but laugh, and then led Feng Bingwen down to a mountain peak once again.

Xianlai Peak!

The immortal mountain where a highly respected immortal would reside during a visit—while Feng Bingwen's strength was somewhat lacking, his status was more than sufficient.

There should have been a grander welcome when he came in, but because he had received instructions from Feng Bingwen beforehand, there was no big commotion. The disciples who returned with him simply dispersed. They had all received rewards for their merits in slaying demons and monsters on this trip down the mountain, so there was no need to say more.

"Sect Leader!"

However, when Feng Bingwen settled on Xianlai Peak, he encountered a cultivator who was somewhat unexpected!

He was a middle-aged man wearing a star-studded crown and a white robe, with a long, flowing beard. He stood in front of a thatched hut, a faint smile on his face, watching Feng Bingwen fall with Peak Master Mingyu.

"I'm back!"

The handsome, middle-aged cultivator, who exuded a friendly and approachable aura, smiled.

"Junior Feng Bingwen greets the Sect Master of Jiuwei Mountain!"

Upon hearing the old immortal's reminder, Feng Bingwen instantly understood the identity of the powerful immortal before him and immediately bowed in greeting. He would not miss any of the proper courtesies.

"Supreme Daoist, please don't be so polite, lest you embarrass this old fellow!"

Feng Bingwen bowed respectfully, but the sect leader of Jiuwei Mountain didn't actually make Feng Bingwen bend over. Instead, he supported him with one hand, his face smiling, which was as pleasant as a spring breeze.

"We are so grateful to Daozi for sending the message, otherwise our Donghua people would have suffered even more!"

"This is what I, as a human being, should do; what is there to say?"

Feng Bingwen said with a righteous expression.

"Good, good, good! With such a hero as Daozi, our human race has a bright future!"

The praise that Feng Bingwen had already heard so many times that it was almost tiresome began to ring out. Naturally, Feng Bingwen responded with practiced ease, engaging in mutual flattery with him.

To be honest, Feng Bingwen was somewhat surprised to see the sect leader of Jiuwei Mountain here. No matter how powerful his sect was, he was only a Dao Child and a junior!

The fact that the head of a powerful immortal sect would come to receive him, a junior, shows a great deal of humility. Both his status and cultivation level make Feng Bingwen feel slightly flattered.

But Feng Bingwen had no idea how grateful the sect leader was for the message he had sent. Although he had acted decisively, arranging for a peak master to lead elite disciples down the mountain to slay demons and monsters.

Furthermore, through this incident, they not only eased their relationship with Shinto, but also gained a considerable number of famous mountains and rivers from Shinto's control.

It should be understood that this is also an extremely important resource for the divine path. The mountain and water deities created by harnessing the power of mountains, rivers, and earth veins are much more stable than the incense-burning deities.

After this conversation, even the usually aloof Jiuwei Mountain Sect Leader couldn't help but feel delighted. When Feng Bingwen arrived, he couldn't resist coming over to chat with him for a bit.

When the elder asked Feng Bingwen about the purpose of his visit to Jiuwei Mountain, he learned that Feng Bingwen had only come to take a casual look and get to know the younger generation of disciples of Jiuwei Mountain.

He immediately waved his hand, granting Feng Bingwen the right to move freely within the mountain gate. He also allowed Feng Bingwen to enter extremely secluded places such as the Daoist Canon Hall of Jiuwei Mountain, where he could read all the cultivation methods and Daoist canons except for the fundamental cultivation techniques.

It sounds quite good, and it seems they value Feng Bingwen, the Supreme Daoist who brought immense benefits to Jiuwei Mountain. But in reality, this is just the Jiuwei Mountain sect leader's ulterior motive.

Given this person's status, even though they are a major sect of immortals, they don't have much that can be of use to him. In comparison, opening the Daoist Scripture Hall directly shows their magnanimity.

If it were an ordinary cultivator, the sect leader of Jiuwei Mountain would certainly not do such a thing, but the one in front of him is from the Supreme Dao. This handsome and imposing middle-aged cultivator has great doubts about whether this ridiculously young junior actually looks up to their Daoist scriptures.

He felt that even if his family's Nine Peaks Mountain's fundamental cultivation method were placed before this person, this Supreme Daoist would probably disdain it, after all, the difference was enormous.

"Then I thank you for your kindness, but it would be impolite of me to refuse!"

Feng Bingwen naturally accepted the high level of authority granted to him without hesitation. Although the Daoist scriptures of the Immortal Sect did not hold much appeal for him, it wouldn't hurt to take a look and enrich his knowledge.

"Peak Master Xu, I'm sorry to trouble you with your work these days. Please don't neglect Feng Daozi!"

"That's how it should be!"

Xu Yuanshan gladly accepted the mountain gate's arrangement, as he also wanted to get to know this promising young Taoist.

"No need for such trouble, I'm available anywhere..."

Seeing that the sect leader in front of him was planning to arrange a guide from a terrestrial immortal, Feng Bingwen was about to give him a push when his tone froze for a moment.

Because deep within his consciousness, the Heavenly Book, radiating boundless light, opened once more, and then, without his request, a dazzling golden flame blazed fiercely!