Chapter 003
Cheng Hui rejected this unreliable declaration of her fiancé in her heart.
Unfortunately, it's useless.
As a corpse, he has obviously lost the right to express his own thoughts.
Wuyou surprisingly didn't show any disgust at his newly recruited disciple's sudden shocking remarks. Instead, he sighed, "Ah... Another sad person."
Cheng Hui: …???
No, is it appropriate for you to talk about this kind of thing with a seven or eight-year-old kid?
Don’t you think there’s something wrong?
A little brat is engaged to a grown man? Don't you have any objections?
However, this old Taoist Wuyouzi was obviously much more open-minded than the monks he had imagined. Not only did he not think there was anything wrong with a little kid holding a corpse and calling him his fiancé, he even showed some joy.
Cheng Hui: ...something's wrong with you!
"Qingyang, do you know what kind of martial arts my Corpse Puppet Sect mainly relies on?" asked the Taoist Wuyouzi with a pleasant expression.
The little boy nodded. Although he was young, he was surprisingly calm.
Taoist Wuyouzi stroked his beard, and didn't seem surprised by Lin Qingyang's familiarity with the Corpse Puppet Sect.
After all, their sect is one of the Eight Left-Way Sects and one of the largest sects in the Xuanheng Realm. If it weren't for the fact that their main practice of Corpse Life Xuan Luo Gong requires a corpse to be their own natal Xuan Corpse, and if it weren't for the fact that it is a bit evil in the eyes of many people, it might not be impossible for it to be classified as a righteous sect.
Of course, since it is one of the Eight Left-Winged Sects, the atmosphere within their sect is definitely worse than those of the righteous sects. Although in name they do not follow the same path as the evil sects, they cannot prevent those with ulterior motives from secretly committing murder and using other people's corpses to practice martial arts.
The Corpse Puppet Sect is currently divided into two factions. Wuyouzi is the backbone of the conservative faction. The people of this faction focus on cultivating their own Xuan corpses, collecting various natural treasures to refine the Xuan corpses. As the Xuan corpses' strength increases, their own strength will also increase.
However, the biggest weakness of their faction is that as their strength increases, the natural treasures needed to refine the Xuan corpse become more and more precious, and if the strength of the Xuan corpse cannot be improved, their own strength will also be suppressed.
On the contrary, the radicals prefer to refine a large number of corpse puppets and win by the number of corpse puppets. In this way, without the influence of their own natal corpses, their strength will naturally not be suppressed. On the contrary, because they have a large number of corpse puppets to use, their combat power is second only to those sword cultivators among the cultivators.
Originally, these two factions were just two development directions of the Corpse Puppet Sect. However, some disciples of the radical faction secretly hunted monks and refined them into corpse puppets. They were caught in the act, which damaged the reputation of the Corpse Puppet Sect and caused dissatisfaction among the conservatives, leading to the split of the two factions.
This matter is not a secret. It is not surprising for members of a cultivation family like the Cheng family to know about this kind of thing. Therefore, Wuyouzi not only did not think that there was anything wrong with Lin Qingyang's choice, but even felt that this child should indeed join the Corpse Puppet Sect.
"You want to refine him into your own natal corpse?" Wuyouzi looked Cheng Hui up and down with an expression of dissatisfaction.
Cheng Hui: ...Thank you, I am offended!
Wuyouzi actually didn't think much of Cheng Hui's corpse. The natal Xuan corpse was the key to the cultivation of their Xuanshi Sect of the Corpse Puppet Sect. Generally speaking, they would choose a more powerful corpse as much as possible.
There are many ways to understand this power. It could be that the corpse had some special physique before death, such as Lin Qingyang's blood evil body, or the corpse was extremely powerful when alive, so after being transformed into a mysterious corpse, his strength will be preserved as much as possible.
However, Cheng Hui was just an ordinary person when he died. Now that he is dead, Wuyouzi cannot tell what kind of physical condition he had when he was alive.
The most important thing is that he is missing a heart in his chest. The most taboo thing for a Xuan corpse is a mutilated body. Such a Xuan corpse is naturally shorter than others, and it will be very difficult to make up for it in the future.
His little disciple was born with a blood evil body, destined to achieve great things in the future. Wuyouzi felt that it was a loss for him to use such a flawed body as the basis for his cultivation.
Of course, he could also bet that Cheng Hui might have had some special physique before his death, but this kind of thing was purely based on luck. He was very optimistic about his little apprentice and didn't want to gamble on his luck.
Wuyouzi wanted to persuade his young disciple, but when he saw the look in his eyes, he knew that this child was definitely not someone he could persuade.
In fact, this feeling was very strange. He had only been with his young apprentice for a short time, but judging from the calmness he had just displayed, this child was definitely not the kind of person who could be easily shaken by others.
Wuyouzi was suddenly a little conflicted. He could of course destroy the corpse by force and then find a better one for his disciple, but... he came here to accept disciples, not to make enemies. Knowing that his disciple cared very much about her fiancé, how could he do such a stupid thing?
"I say... my little disciple, do you want to reconsider it?" Wuyouzi thought about it for a long time, but still couldn't come up with a solution that would satisfy both parties. In the end, he could only try to persuade him.
The answer was as expected. The young disciple shook his head firmly and said that if he was separated from his fiancé, he would rather give up practicing the Corpse Life Xuanluo Gong and switch to practicing other skills.
Wuyouzi: ...
Looking at the child's stubborn eyes, Wuyouzi seemed to have foreseen the difficult days ahead for himself.
"Okay..." Wuyouzi shook his head.
He was just trying it, and he didn't really care whether he could persuade them successfully or not.
After all, there are more than one or two people like Lin Qingyang on their conservative side.
In other words, it is precisely because of their deep feelings for their own natal Xuan corpses that they are particularly displeased with those radicals. They think that they are just a group of puppets, and are completely different from their spiritual natal Xuan corpses.
Wuyouzi waved his hand again, and the corpses were buried underground by the surging soil.
There were still several corpses of Demon Sect disciples on the ground. Wuyouzi asked Lin Qingyang, "I was just about to ask, what happened to these people?"
Those disciples of the Demon Sect had all turned into skeletons, but their clothes were still on, so it was not difficult to identify their identities.
Lin Qingyang shook his head, saying that he was hidden in a secret room by the servants and had no idea what was happening outside.
Wuyouzi shook his head, not wanting to delve into the matter. How these people died was of no importance. Judging by the usual behavior of those demon disciples, if they encountered a righteous disciple, as long as their strength was slightly inferior, they would be killed by the "righteous".
Sometimes, some unorthodox masters would even dislike them and kill them.
For example, these unlucky guys might have been the result of a powerful person passing by who couldn't bear to see them and took action.
These things have nothing to do with Wuyouzi, and the revenge of the Cheng family will be left to Lin Qingyang...
Wait, something seems wrong?
Wuyouzi looked at Lin Qingyang strangely: "Your surname is Lin? What is your relationship with the Cheng family?" He clearly remembered that the sign hanging above the outer gate was that of the Cheng Mansion.
"Cheng Hui is my fiancé." Lin Qingyang said righteously.
Cheng Hui, who watched for a long time but received no attention, said: ...I refuse to admit it, thank you!
Wuyouzi suddenly felt a headache. He had originally thought that Lin Qingyang was an orphan of the Cheng family. As an orphan, he naturally had no relatives. He could then take him in as his disciple. Perfect!
But!!!
The premise of all this is that Lin Qingyang has no father or mother. If he is just a guest at the Cheng family and his parents are still alive, then he may have to communicate with his parents.
Their Corpse Puppet Sect is not like those demonic sects. They don’t care about severing kinship ties. If they want to take someone’s child away, they should at least tell the parents.
Wuyouzi had a headache: "Is there anyone else in your family?"
Lin Qingyang shook his head. "No, I'm the only one in my family. My parents arranged a marriage for us when I was a child. My family ran into trouble not long ago, and I've only been in the Cheng Mansion for three days."
When Wuyouzi heard this, he was overjoyed. It would be terrible... Ahem, no, it's such a pity, but this little disciple with no relatives is really great!
Wuyouzi controlled the upturned corners of his mouth, rolled up his long sleeves, and flew into the sky with the two of them.
Hidden in the clouds and mist is a silver leaf, which is as big as a house. There are some cushions and low tables on it. There is tea set on the low table, which emits a faint fragrance.
Lin Qingyang carefully placed Cheng Hui next to the futon, tore off a piece of his clothes, poured some tea, and gently wiped his blood-stained face.
Cheng Hui lay on the ground expressionless, letting Lin Qingyang clean the blood for him with a black and white face.
Cheng Hui's death was not a pretty sight. He believed that if he were this little boy, he would never have the guts to do such a thing. He didn't understand. How old was Lin Qingyang? According to him, they had only been together for a day or two at most. Never mind whether there was any emotional foundation. What did a little brat know about love? Why was he so obsessed with continuing this engagement?
Wouldn't it be nice for him to take advantage of the fact that he's dead, completely forget about him, and then find a beautiful girl to be his partner?
Why on earth would I want to fight to the death with his corpse?
I can’t figure it out!
"Huihui, don't worry. As long as I refine you into a life-long corpse, from now on, we will share weal and woe. If you live, I live; if you die, I die." Lin Qingyang said to Cheng Hui with his innocent and clear eyes.
Cheng Hui was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. This promise was very sincere and really touched him. Unfortunately, it would have been better if the promise was made by a girl.
Speaking of girls, he couldn't help but think of the beautiful woman who had appeared several times during his life and death...
etc……
Cheng Hui was suddenly stunned.
He... seemed to have forgotten what that beauty looked like.
He tried very hard to recall. They had met so many times and he was deeply impressed by the person's beauty. But now he couldn't picture the person's image in his mind no matter how hard he racked his brains.
Cheng Hui: ...Holy crap???
I lost my heart, not my brain, right?
Why do I feel like my memory is failing? I'm not going to be stupid, am I?
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