133: C133 Fear in the Hearts of Men

C133 Fear in the Hearts of Men

After Female Brake drank Lin Yue's blood, her skin became more tender and smooth. Her hair fell like a waterfall. It was unbelievable that she was a zombie.

Zombies' bodies were usually cold and stiff, but after Female Brake drank the blood, her body gradually became soft.

Lin Yue entered the Fiendgod Pagoda to cultivate and occasionally came out to feed Female Brake's blood.

In the blink of an eye, a month passed.

During this period of time, Lin Yue fed Female Brake ten times of fresh blood. Female Brake's combat strength had increased dramatically.

Every time he fed Female Brake, Lin Yue would return to Fiendgod Pagoda to cultivate, absorb spiritual energy, stimulate the blood marrow, and give birth to fresh blood.

Fortunately, Lin Yue's body was strong, and coupled with the Fiendgod Pagoda's great tonic, Lin Yue dared to feed Female Brake fresh blood so frequently.

During this period of time, Lin Yue absorbed Yin Qi to cultivate the Fiendgod Indestructible Body, and he also gained something.

"Junior brother." Heart Water gently knocked on the door.

Lin Yue's expression changed, and he slowly opened the door.

"Junior Brother Lin, Master has ordered you to go there." Xin Shui said, and at the same time, he glanced at Female Brake in the room.

The news that Lin Yue had brought back a beautiful female zombie had already spread.

There were even some rumors that were very unpleasant to hear.

When Xin Shui saw it today, he was still somewhat surprised. He did not expect Female Brake to be so stunning.

If not for the dull and lifeless look in her eyes, she would have really thought that she was a living beauty at first glance.

"Okay." Lin Yue didn't dare to slack off. He closed the secret chamber and followed Heart Water.

"Junior brother, this zombie of yours is not bad. Did you get it from the ancient battlefield?" Xin Shui asked with a smile.

Lin Yue nodded and did not hide anything.

"This zombie has been living for such a long time. It should have become a corpse devil not long after it died." Xin Shui said, "Your luck is not bad. Using corpse devil to refine a corpse is equivalent to saving a hundred years of refining. However, the possibility of suffering a backlash also greatly increases. You have to be careful. "

"Thank you for the reminder, Senior Brother." Lin Yue did not expect that just by looking at Female Brake, he would be able to see so many problems.

"You're welcome. Since Master has accepted you as his disciple, we are naturally one family." Xinshui smiled.

Lin Yue nodded. He initially thought that the people of Yin Corpse Pavilion were cold and emotionless, and had a straight face all day long. However, the water in his heart had changed his impression of the Yin Corpse Pavilion.

"I'm new to this pavilion, so I'm not used to it." Xin Shui said, "But no matter what, we are still living people, even though we are accompanied by cold corpses every day."

Ever since the disciples of Yin Corpse Pavilion entered the sect, they began to search for suitable corpses to refine. Every day, they would interact with corpses. As time passed, their personalities would naturally change.

This required a personal adjustment, and some people would become more and more indifferent and silent.

Lin Yue followed the heart water and came to the lowest level. The pure Yin Qi made him feel very comfortable.

If he could cultivate in this level, the cultivation speed of the Fiendgod Indestructible Body would definitely increase by several times.

"Greetings, Master." After arriving at Wuze's secret chamber, Lin Yue bowed respectfully.

"En, Lin Er, you have been in Yin Corpse Pavilion for more than two months. Tell me about your cultivation progress." Wuze said.

Lin Yue told him about his comprehension of the corpse refinement technique and how he went to the ancient battlefield to find Female Brake.

As for Little White, he didn't mention a single word about it.

"I found a corpse devil. My luck is pretty good. This means that you are fated with the Yin Corpse Pavilion." Wuze said, "Disciples of my pavilion, the competition will be held once a year. The winner will be rewarded with a better cultivation chamber."

The participants of the competition were Star-treading Stage disciples. These disciples were the majority of the disciples in the Yin Corpse Pavilion, and they were the fresh blood of the sect.

The annual competition could stimulate their enthusiasm for cultivation.

"You can choose to participate, or you can choose not to participate." Wuze said.

"Disciple is willing to participate." Lin Yue said.

The quality of the Yin Qi in the secret chamber was very ordinary. If he could find a good cultivation chamber with purer Yin Qi, he would be able to cultivate with twice the results with half the effort.

"Alright, go and prepare yourself. In ten days, we'll gather at the Prison Platform. When the time comes, I'll ask him to bring you to the Heart Water." Wuze said.

After Lin Yue left, Wuze looked at the Heart Water.

"How do you feel about this new junior brother?" Wuze asked.

"Not bad, he has also comprehended the method of refining corpses very quickly." Xin Shui said.

"Well, that's good. How is the matter that I asked you to inquire about?"

"The day Junior Brother Lin came, Wan Leehan did indeed leave the sect and head to the place Junior Brother Lin mentioned." Xin Shui said, "Bai Mu Martial Uncle did indeed die in Wan Leehan's hands."

"Unfortunately, I suffered a backlash and was unable to save Junior Brother Bai Mu in time." Wuze sighed lightly.

On the surface, there was nothing unusual about him. In fact, the first time Lin Yue saw him, it was the time when his injuries were the most serious.

The backlash from the ancient corpses he raised had reached a point where he couldn't fly.

This was also the reason why Wan Leehan had chosen to frame Baimu Hen and chase him out of the sect at that time.

Because, even though Wuze had seen all of this, he couldn't help but feel powerless.

"Master, there is no need to blame yourself. Wan Leehan must have planned this for a long time. It is impossible to guard against it." Xin Shui said, "Many unfavourable evidence points to Bai Mu Martial Uncle."

Wuze nodded. "Wan Leehan and Bai Mu Junior Brother came to the sect together and cultivated for thousands of years. They were like brothers and sisters on normal days. I didn't expect that they would frame Bai Mu Junior Brother for an opportunity. The hearts of people are really terrifying."

"Just what kind of opportunity would make Wan Leehan do such a heartless thing?" Xin Shui asked.

Wuze was silent for a moment, "A chance to cultivate in the headquarters for a hundred years. Our branch... We have given a total of two quotas, one of which has been decided. The other one, the most competitive ones are Wan Leehan and junior disciple Baimu Hen. "

Xin Shui was shocked. He had been cultivating here for sixty years and knew some secrets about the Yin Corpse Pavilion.

The Yin Corpse Pavilion they were in was just a branch of the Heavenly Essence Continent.

As for where the headquarters was, he had no idea.

"This is a rare opportunity that only happens once every thousand years. Cultivating in the headquarters for a hundred years is equivalent to cultivating here for a thousand years" Wuze laughed bitterly, "If it wasn't for the backlash, I would have fought for it."

Heart Water understood. No one wanted to miss such an opportunity.

Baimu Hen and Wan Leehan both had such an opportunity, and neither of them would give it up so easily.

Later on, Wan Leehan framed Baimu Hen, and that was the reason why the following events happened.

"At this point in time, no one would suspect that such a thing had happened?" Xin Shui said.

"So what if there are people who suspect it? Wan Leehan is the most popular man in front of the Pavilion Master. Plus, you, Martial Uncle, are a man of integrity. You have offended many people in your daily life. No one will offend Wan Leehan for him." Wuze said.

Xin Shui nodded. Bai Mu Martial Uncle did not have a good relationship with some of the elders. Apart from Wuze, he was the closest to Wan Leehan.

Ironically, the one who framed him in the end was the Wan Leehan he had always trusted.

"Xin Shui, you are my eldest disciple. This time, I have suffered a backlash. It will be very difficult for me to fully recover within a hundred years." Wuze said, "In that case, many things will have to depend on you. Take care of your junior brothers and sisters. I need to cultivate in seclusion. "

"Master, don't worry. I'll take good care of them." Xin Shui said.

Wuze nodded, "En. If you encounter any problems during normal days, be patient."

"I will follow Master's instructions."

"Alright, you can withdraw." Wuze waved his hand tiredly.

Not long after he left, Wuze's eyes suddenly turned red and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

...

After Lin Yue returned to the secret chamber, he fed Female Brake another bowl of blood before entering the Fiendgod Pagoda to cultivate.

In the competition ten days later, he must get a good ranking and change to a good cultivation chamber.

The Fiendgod Indestructible Body required a very high quality of Yin Qi. The Yin Qi in the secret chamber he was in was not pure enough. Every time he cultivated, he would need to purify it once more. The efficiency was not high.

Ten days later, he went to wait outside the Heart Water Secret Chamber.

The Heart Water was on the sixth floor, and it was the best secret chamber for Star-treading Stage disciples.

The secret rooms on the fifth floor and below were for Spiritual Infant Stage disciples at the very least.

Outside the Heart Water secret room, there were already eight disciples waiting with zombies. When they saw Lin Yue and Female Brake, their eyes lit up.

"You must be Junior Brother Lin." A girl curiously sized Lin Yue up and down and looked at Female Brake behind him with some envy.

Although Female Brake was a zombie, her appearance was a bit more beautiful than hers.

Her skin was so tender that it almost dripped water. She did not look like a zombie at all. It really made people envious and jealous.

Lin Yue nodded, "May I know Senior Sister's name?"

Behind her was a wolf-headed zombie.

"Meng Yachen." The woman said lightly and then introduced the others to him.

These people were all Wuze's disciples, and they were going to participate in the competition.

"Everyone is here, this is great. It seems like I don't need to introduce them." Xin Shui walked out of the secret chamber and said with a smile.

"Eldest Brother." The rest of them quickly bowed.

"Let's go. This time, we must strive to get a better ranking." Heart Water led the way.

The location of the competition was on the Prison Platform, and Lin Yue had never been there before.

He sped through several tunnels underground, and after several turns, he finally arrived in front of a huge underground platform.

This place was originally an underground canyon, but it was later transformed into a Hell Refining Platform, which became the place where the disciples of Yin Corpse Pavilion competed.

Around the huge platform were rows of stands that were forcefully drawn by the sword Qi, which could hold thirty thousand spectators.0

As for exactly how many disciples the Yin Corpse Pavilion had and how strong they were, even Xin Shui and the rest were unclear.

This was the terrifying part of the Yin Corpse Pavilion. It was so low-profile that it made people fear it.

The group of ten came to the Refining Prison Platform and found a seat to sit down.

At this moment, thousands of people were already sitting on the platform.

A quarter of an hour later, three figures, two men and a woman, stepped into the air and arrived at the VIP seats.

"That woman's name is Ji Bing." Xin Shui used her divine sense to tell Lin Yue, "It's the Third Elder of our pavilion. The green-clothed man beside her is called Dong Rui. That White-robed Man is Wan Leehan."

Lin Yue threw his gaze over. When he saw Wan Leehan's refined appearance, his expression became friendly.

Wan Leehan felt Lin Yue's gaze and turned his head to look at him.

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