Chapter 39 The Strange Female Corpse

Holding the jade bottle, he sensed the pure and flawless blood essence in it. [6][9][s][h][u][x][.][c][o][m]

Song Wen was very satisfied.

This was the only way he could think of to quickly earn spirit stones.

Yesterday in the market, Song Wen noticed that the refined blood essence was sold at a high price.

The blood essence he forced out was pure and single, without any impurities, and without any mottled aura. Anyone who came to check it out would think that it was the result of completely refining the blood essence of a righteous cultivator in the late stage of Qi training.

Song Wen estimated that if he went to the market to set up a stall to sell, this half bottle of blood essence could be sold for at least 80 to 100 spirit stones.

Putting away the jade bottle, Song Wen took out the corpse evil spirit he bought yesterday, took the corpse blood pill at the same time, and began to practice "Corpse King Blood Refining".

As for the "Divine Forbidden Technique", he planned to wait until the soul fragments in the sea of ​​consciousness were close to saturation again before practicing.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten days passed. With sufficient blood and qi, corpse evil spirit, and the help of corpse blood pills, Song Wen's cultivation progressed very quickly. His current cultivation has entered the middle stage of the second level of Qi training.

This speed of cultivation is a leap forward even for the magic path that progresses rapidly in the early stage.

In the past ten days, Song Wen has been stealing blood essence from the corpse cave, but he did not dare to devour blood essence as much as he did on the first day. He controlled his blood essence every day to a range that he could control freely.

Even so, he has condensed three bottles of blood essence.

He planned to go to the market to dispose of the three bottles of blood essence in a low-key manner after finishing today's corpse dissection.

At 3:30 pm, Song Wen completed today's corpse dissection. He took the results of the corpse dissection and went to Yuan Cheng's cave.

After he handed over the storage bag, he was about to leave, but was stopped by Yuan Cheng.

"Jiyin, wait a moment."

"Brother Yuan, what do you want?"

Song Wen had to stop and put on a respectful smile on his face and said.

"I have a corpse here that needs to be dealt with as soon as possible. Brother Jiyin, please take the trouble to disassemble this corpse first."

While speaking, Yuan Cheng handed over a storage bag.

Although Song Wen was reluctant, he did not dare to show it.

People have to bow their heads under the eaves!

He smiled and nodded, "No problem, Brother Yuan."

Song Wen took the storage bag and turned to the corpse dissection platform.

"Brother Jiyin, when you dissect this corpse, please be careful and careful."

Yuan Cheng's voice sounded behind Song Wen, and Song Wen suddenly felt that he had agreed too quickly just now, and he seemed to have missed something very important just now.

If it was an ordinary corpse, Yuan Cheng would not rush to let people dissect the corpse today, and it could wait until tomorrow.

The corpse must be dissected today, which means that if this corpse is left until tomorrow, there may be some accidents.

But what kind of accident can happen to a corpse?

Can he still pretend to be dead?

Even if he pretended to be dead, what kind of waves could a corpse that had just turned into a corpse cause in the Corpse Demon Sect, which specialized in playing with corpses?

Song Wen couldn't figure out the reason, so he could only turn around and look at Yuan Cheng in confusion.

Yuan Cheng said no more, and had already closed his eyes and meditated in his own cave, as if the warning words just now were not said by him, and he no longer paid attention to Song Wen's movements.

Seeing that he was unwilling to say more, Song Wen could only continue to walk towards the corpse dissection platform with trepidation, but in his heart, he was wary of this corpse.

At the same time, he felt a little annoyed in his heart. If he was not the last person to dissect the corpse, he would not be twisted by Yuan Cheng to dissect this corpse.

Song Wen did not open the storage bag immediately, but took out a pair of leather gloves and a leather apron from his storage bag.

This was the experience he observed in the corpse dissection cave for nearly two months.

Some other old corpse dissectors would wear gloves and aprons as protection when dissecting certain corpses. Some even wore gloves and protective gear of the magic weapon level.

Song Wen could not afford the gloves and protective gear of the magic weapon level, so he could only use leather instead.

Even if Song Wen sold the three bottles of blood essence and could afford the worst-level magic weapon gloves and protective gear, he would not dare to buy them, otherwise he would definitely attract the attention of others.

He was a newcomer with no one to rely on, and he had just started for less than three months. Where did he get the spiritual stones to buy magic weapons?

Don't show your wealth, don't show your words!

This is the primary way of survival that Song Wen set in a dangerous world.

Seeing the corpse on the dissecting table, Song Wen did not dissect the corpse immediately, but observed it carefully.

The owner of the corpse was an old woman, who seemed to be very old, her body became a little hunched, and the wrinkles on her skin were very obvious, as if it was the corpse of an ordinary old man who had died of old age.

There were a lot of water stains on the body, which were caused by the melting of ice crystals. There were also some unmelted ice crystals on the body.

The fatal injury of the body was on the back of the head. There was a hole as big as a bowl, as if someone had crushed the head with a claw.

There were still a lot of ice crystals that had not completely melted in the hole in the back of the head.

It was obvious that she was frozen with ice magic after being killed.

Since the opponent had been killed, why waste mana to freeze the opponent?

Song Wen couldn't help but have this doubt in his mind.

If the old woman was frozen by someone before she died, the ice crystals would not appear in the hole at the back of her head, but only on the surface of her body.

Song Wen took out the boning knife and began to carefully cut open the old woman's clothes.

The ice crystals on the body, which seemed thin, were unusually solid, which brought great resistance to Song Wen.

Song Wen found the thawed position and finally cut open the clothes and took them off.

"Isn't it possible that these ice crystals were left by the foundation-building cultivator?" Song Wen thought in shock.

A skinny, bloodless, and thin corpse appeared in front of him, which looked very much like the body of an old man who had been hungry for a long time and was severely malnourished.

Of course, Song Wen would think that a person killed by a foundation-building strongman would not be hungry.

The old woman's body was more like something that had been sucking her essence and blood for a long time, resulting in a serious lack of qi and blood.

There were not many ice crystals on the corpse, and they were not connected into pieces. Song Wen could still find the gaps between the ice crystals and dissect the corpse.

However, the corpse was affected by the low temperature and was frozen very stiff. In addition, the old woman's cultivation level was very high before her death. Song Wen estimated that she should be a strong person in the foundation-building stage. The strength of the corpse itself was also very high, which increased the difficulty of dissecting the corpse.

Logically, this corpse should be an excellent material for refining corpse puppets, but for some reason, it was sent to the corpse-dissolving cave to be used to decompose the corpse and obtain essence and blood.

This made Song Wen quite incomprehensible.

"It would be great if this corpse could be refined into a corpse puppet."

After he obtained the "Ghost Corpse Technique", he had not found a suitable corpse to refine a corpse puppet. Now he had to decompose such a good corpse, and he couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

However, Song Wen, who only had the second level of Qi training, knew very well his own weight. The decision of the upper echelons of the Corpse Demon Sect was not something he could guess. He only needed to follow the instructions and dissect the corpse.

In view of the various abnormalities on the corpse, Song Wen did not dare to devour the corpse's essence and blood. He began to dissect the corpse carefully, hoping that no accidents would occur.