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Chapter 314: Corpse Puppet
Chapter 314: Corpse Puppet
"One of my Insect Kings has been destroyed!"
In the boundless sea, there stood a colossal stone island.
Deep within the stone island, in a dim cave located a thousand zhang below, a streak of blood-red light shot out and abruptly stopped, revealing a somber-faced cultivator.
The cultivator wore a blood-colored robe, and as the robe fluttered, the intensity of the blood light varied, with faint insect shadows visible on its surface, as if something were slowly wriggling within the robe.
A strange insect, its body twisted like veins and ending in countless tiny blood-red tentacles, flew out of the darkness.
It was the Blood Coagulation Shadow Insect that had been rampant on the islands.
The blood insect flapped its pair of pale red wings and emitted an odd cry towards the cultivator in the blood robe.
Immediately, the blood robe on the cultivator stirred, and blood light surged. The blood insect's cavity gurgled with blood, and it somehow drilled into the blood robe, transforming into one of the numerous insect shadows within.
The blood seeped into the robe, deepening its hue slightly.
"Oh? There's someone in this sea area who can kill your Blood Coagulation Shadow Insect King?"
A soft voice sounded from not far away.
The owner of the voice was a short cultivator, only reaching the height of a normal person's waist.
In front of him stood a motionless corpse.
The short cultivator's fingers softened and split into a brush-like shape, his arms elongated, soft and boneless, and he inserted them into the pitch-black, hollow pupils of the corpse.
After a few breaths, his arms withdrew, restored to their normal appearance, with traces of the original owner's remnants lingering on his fingertips.
Behind him were dozens of bluish-gray mounds of soil, resembling graves, each with a human skin flag planted on it, adorned with bizarre runes.
The mounds occasionally trembled, causing the flags to quiver as if something sinister were buried within.
Both the cultivator in the blood robe and the diminutive, boneless cultivator had late Foundation Establishment cultivation levels.
"Each Blood Coagulation Shadow Insect King is connected to my mental consciousness, so naturally, I can sense its death."
The cultivator in the blood robe replied sorrowfully. Insect Kings were extremely difficult to cultivate, requiring the survival of the fittest among hundreds or even thousands of ordinary blood coagulation shadow insects. It had taken him several decades to obtain three of them.
Each Insect King possessed a certain level of spiritual intelligence, enabling them to control a large number of ordinary blood coagulation shadow insects. Their blood-sucking and storage capabilities were more than ten times that of ordinary insects, and they also possessed formidable strength, comparable to an ordinary early Foundation Establishment cultivator.
Such precious and rare insects—how could he not feel angry and grieved over their loss?
"Hehe!"
The short cultivator laughed mockingly, his skin flapping as he laughed, as if there were no flesh and blood supporting it within.
"If you keep pecking at geese all day, sooner or later one will peck your eye out. I told you not to attract the attention of the archipelago cultivators. It would have been fine if you had just fed on sea fish and beasts."
"But you didn't listen. You craved the wonderful taste of human blood, and now you've messed up, haven't you?"
He brushed the corpse in front of him inch by inch, as if crafting the most exquisite artwork in the world.
"What's the point of you saying this now?"
The cultivator in the blood robe replied sinisterly.
"If it weren't for my insects controlling many loose cultivators and sucking them dry of blood, could you have obtained so many corpse puppets so easily? Could you have cleaned them up so effortlessly?"
The corpse being brushed by the short cultivator was called a Corpse Puppet. Its refining method was extremely sinister.
It required a complete cultivator's corpse, with all the blood drained and the muscles and organs removed, leaving only the skin and bones.
Then, it was filled with special materials, buried in a place with yin energy, and nurtured with artifacts, yin energy, and runes for a period of time, resulting in a unique puppet.
This type of corpse puppet was much more difficult to refine than ordinary puppets, but its advantages were also evident—greater strength, more diverse means, and easier control.
"Perhaps," the Blood Robe cultivator replied, suppressing the anger in his heart.
"Are you thinking of taking revenge? But do you even know who it was?"
"If we don't know who it was and make a big fuss, attracting the attention of the senior disciples, won't all these years have been wasted?" The short cultivator asked.
"Before we find that secret realm, I suggest you don't stir up trouble. Once we find it, you can do whatever you want, and I won't interfere," he added, a hint of warning in his tone.
The two had stumbled upon a strange treasure, and from the vague clues they gleaned from it, they deduced that there was an undiscovered secret realm hidden somewhere in this part of the boundless sea. So, they had partnered up and hidden themselves on this stone island, searching for the secret realm's location.
Unfortunately, after more than two years, there was still no sign of the secret realm. The blood in the Blood Robe cultivator's robe had been largely depleted, so he decided to replenish it from a nearby source.
Initially, he targeted the surrounding sea creatures, but as time passed, he shifted his attention to the wandering cultivators who ventured out to sea, and eventually, he even considered infiltrating the archipelago to satisfy his hunger.
But he never expected to lose one of his precious Blood Coagulation Shadow Insect Kings.
"I'll be careful," the Blood Robe cultivator said, transforming into a streak of blood light and vanishing into the dim cave.
In the spirit field...
Lu Chen had been sitting tight during this time, unaffected by external events.
After resolving the crisis on Kongming Island, his task was complete, and he left the rest to Song Yu to handle.
In the meantime, other Foundation Establishment cultivators and clan forces from nearby islands had sought out Lu Chen for help upon learning that the issue with the evil presence on Kongming Island had been resolved.
However, Lu Chen politely refused, citing his injuries as an excuse, and mostly stayed within his courtyard, cultivating spirit plants and beasts.
From Song Yu, he learned that after wreaking havoc on the archipelago's cultivators for over half a month, the blood-congealing insects had disappeared without a trace overnight.
It was unclear if they had all been eliminated or if they had fled the archipelago of their own accord.
Lu Chen remained vigilant, well aware that there was a sinister cultivator backing these evil insects.
And to be able to cultivate insects equivalent to the strength of early Foundation Establishment cultivators, the mastermind was likely to be a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator or higher.
Thus, he stayed alert and even made a pact with Shi Zhong and Zhou Bingyu to watch each other's backs.
Due to Kongming Island's thorough preparations and Lu Chen's swift and decisive action against the evil insects, the surrounding sea area suffered minimal losses during this intrusion incident.
The wandering cultivators bore the brunt of the casualties, with only a few mid-stage Qi Refining cultivators from the Song Family perishing and some injured.
Among the other islands, due to delayed information and relatively weaker strength, Reigning Island suffered heavy losses.
In addition to a similar number of wandering cultivators, several high-stage Qi Refining cultivators from the Ning Family had perished, exacerbating their situation as they dealt with the encroaching formless algae.
After gaining a rough understanding of the situation in the archipelago, Lu Chen stopped paying attention and focused solely on his spirit field.
With Feng Sun's round belly's dedicated efforts, the third-grade Rock-armored Turtle's eggs were about to hatch.
(End of Chapter)
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