The Demonic Cultivator In Zombie World novel Chapter 277

Chapter 277: I Was Only Being Polite

Zhong Yan's pupils suddenly contracted. "Master! Do not listen to him! Spare my life! Master, from now on I will avoid trouble, Master..."

Before she could finish, Myriad Souls Elder's spiritual consciousness condensed into a long needle and ruthlessly stabbed into her sea of consciousness. Then he stirred fiercely.

In the blink of an eye, a Golden Core cultivator perished.

To her death, Zhong Yan could not understand why Lin Fan, who appeared harmless and easily bullied, had become the master of Myriad Souls Elder.

At Lin Fan's command, she had to die. Without even a sliver of room for negotiation.

Myriad Souls Elder knelt down halfway, speaking softly, "Master, I did not expect Zhong Yan to be so arrogant, causing such trouble for you. It is a great mistake, please punish me."

Chu Xuan said indifferently, "You are not at fault, it is only that good words fail to persuade a doomed soul."

Myriad Souls Elder asked, "May I ask, Master, do you plan to reveal yourself or continue to hide your identity?"

Chu Xuan responded calmly, "The situation is unclear, and the state of affairs is uncertain."

Myriad Souls Elder immediately understood Chu Xuan's intent. "I understand, I will cover up today's events for you."

Chu Xuan nodded. "Good that you understand."

Myriad Souls Elder's eyes showed reverence as he turned to leave.

Chu Xuan watched his departing figure, his expression as calm as an ancient well. How Myriad Souls Elder would cover up today's events did not concern him. After all, there were always ways to keep others from suspecting.

"It's just a pity, no one will make me exquisite delicacies anymore."

Seeing that Zhu Jie had also been decapitated, Chu Xuan could not help but sigh softly.

This man was still loyal; he should not become fodder for a corpse puppet. Let's give him a proper burial.

With a casual gesture, corpse puppets and ghosts flew out, moving bodies and cleaning bloodstains on the Black Devil Peak.

Soon, Black Devil Peak appeared rejuvenated.

Yet, those who had died could not return.

...

More than ten days passed.

Myriad Souls Elder specially brought some Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining cultivators to Black Devil Peak, and also moved many mortals there.

Black Devil Peak had become lively once again.

Chu Xuan was indifferent to all this. _{fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com}

However, to fit the identity of Lin Fan, these were necessary covers.

Myriad Souls Elder was thoughtful, and he was glad for the peace.

On this day, Myriad Souls Elder sent a new message to Chu Xuan. Upon hearing Myriad Souls Elder's report, Chu Xuan couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

Now that the Northern Cold had been unified, naturally, the division of the spoils was on the agenda. Just this morning, Zheng Ji, Guan Tong, and Myriad Souls Elder were in the grand hall of the Corpse Yin Sect discussing how to divide the lands of Northern Cold.

Given the strength of the three sects—with the Corpse Yin Sect being the strongest, the Poison Gu Sect the second, and Myriad Souls Sect the weakest—the division proposed by Zheng Ji, although slightly favoring the Corpse Yin Sect, was reluctantly acceptable to both Guan Tong and Myriad Souls Elder.

However, during the meeting, Guan Tong proposed taking advantage of the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace's current weakened state to try and seize some of the lands of Central Continent and to observe the reaction of the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace.

Central Continent, known for its spiritual richness and abundant resources, had always been coveted by all sects. Yet, the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace, as the ruler of Mystic Azure Star, had stood unchallenged in the Central Continent ever since it defeated the Nether Dao Sect. Now, the palace resembled a wounded lion, and everyone was eager to see just how severe its injuries were.

Guan Tong's suggestion was immediately vetoed by Zheng Ji and Myriad Souls Elder. Neither wished to complicate matters further. Guan Tong, driven by his greed, could not reach an agreement with the others and left in a huff.

Now, Chieftain Lie Xiu and the elders were already seated in the front row. Upon Xiao Huo's arrival, other youths also started to gather. Those who had once looked down on Xiao Huo were now timid, avoiding eye contact, fearful that he might recall their past disdain.

Seeing their nervous expressions, Xiao Huo, though silent, couldn't help but show a smug smile on his face. Back then, you ignored me, and now, you can't even reach me!

"Please sit here," Chen Peng led Xiao Huo to the second row.

Xiao Huo looked beside him to find another tribal saint, Lie Yong, who was already seated. Lie Yong saw Xiao Huo sit down and gave him a lukewarm nod, without much conversation.

Boom, boom, boom.

The grand doors of the hall closed.

Only then did Chieftain Lie Xiu stand up. "Bring forth the statue of the Fire Ant!"

Several robust men lifted the statue once again.

Lie Xiu smiled and said, "Step forward one by one and listen to the Wisdom of Insects."

He looked around the circle. "Who will go first?"

The youths looked at each other hesitantly, none daring to stand.

Lie Yong glanced at the excited Xiao Huo. "Xiao Huo, why don't you go first?"

Elated, Xiao Huo responded, "Okay, I'll go first!"

With that, he immediately stood up and walked towards the statue.

Lie Yong's face was expressionless.

I was only being polite. And you took it seriously? My background is stronger than yours, my talents fiercer; it should have been me to go first, by all accounts.