Chapter 401: See the ‘Corpse Transformation’ Again

Song Wen's thoughts raced in his mind, but his face remained expressionless.

He took the incomplete prescription from the servant's hand and frowned.

"This prescription is very strange. It doesn't look like a prescription for cultivators. Instead, it looks like a corpse-refining spiritual material. This alchemist has been refining pills for more than a hundred years, and I have never seen such a strange recipe."

"I am quite interested in this incomplete prescription. I will take it back to study it. If you get anything, your store must not embezzle my reward."

The servant said, "Don't worry, senior, Baicao Tower is the property of the Xing family. How can they go back on their word and get rich just because of a few spiritual materials."

Song Wen nodded, put away the incomplete prescription, and went out of the store.

He thought secretly in his heart.

The servant just said that Baicao Tower was the property of the Xing family, so the lady he mentioned should be a member of the Xing family.

It seems that someone in the Xing family is also practicing magic skills!

As soon as Song Wen left, the servant turned around and came to the backyard of Baicao Tower and knocked on the door of a secret room.

After getting permission from the people in the room, the servant pushed the door and entered the secret room.

The secret room was filled with the aura of corpse evil.

A woman with a livid body and fangs in her mouth was sitting cross-legged in the secret room.

The woman's appearance was very similar to Song Wen's corpse.

"What's the matter?" the woman asked.

"Miss, just now an alchemist came to the store and took away a partial prescription."

The woman's shriveled face twitched a few times, and murderous intent flashed in her eyes.

"In the past few years, no less than a thousand alchemists have taken away the rubbings of the partial prescription, but no one has ever been able to complete the partial prescription. For such a small matter, you dare to disturb my practice. It seems that I am too gentle to you on weekdays."

The servant originally wanted to take the opportunity to please the lady, but it backfired, and the flattery hit the horse's leg.

His legs softened and he knelt on the ground.

"I know my mistake, please forgive me, Miss."

As he spoke, the servant kept knocking his head to the ground.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

He knocked hard, making a clear collision sound.

His forehead was broken by the hard ground, and scarlet blood flowed out.

The lady looked at the blood flowing from his forehead, and her eyes showed excitement.

It was like a person who had been hungry for a long time, and when he saw food, he had an irresistible desire.

A figure flashed.

The lady was in front of the servant.

She pressed the servant's head with one hand and the servant's shoulder with the other.

She opened her mouth, revealing sharp fangs.

"Miss, don't..."

As the servant screamed in fear, the fangs pierced the skin of his neck.

Then, the sound of swallowing sounded.

The servant gradually lost his breath, his body became shriveled, and all the blood in his body was lost.

The lady pushed the servant's body away, and the madness in her eyes gradually disappeared.

The corpse-like appearance on her body also slowly faded, and she turned back to normal.

She is tall, graceful but strong, as flexible as a willow branch, and as tough as a pine and cypress.

A black suit tightly fits her body, outlining her perfect figure.

Her face is beautiful, her eyebrows are like black, and her eyes are like autumn water.

If her mouth was not full of blood, people would definitely praise her as a heroic woman.

The woman's eyes were filled with deep worry.

"The magic skills of Wuji Island are indeed very fast to practice and powerful, but the consequences are too serious."

"The old monster Yin Shuo who taught me the skills said that after the elixir is formed, the signs of corpse transformation can be controlled, but in my current situation, how can I overcome the heart tribulation and condense the golden elixir?"

"In the beginning, I shouldn't have practiced this magic skill without my father's knowledge."

Thinking of this, regret appeared on her face.

"Hmph! There must be something wrong with the technique that Old Monster Yin Shuo taught me. Otherwise, how could he get so many Jindan corpse cultivators from Wuji Island if the hidden dangers of this "Corpse King Blood Refining Technique" are so serious?"

"Old Monster Yin Shuo also said that Corpse Curse Water can cure the disease of corpse transformation, which is probably nonsense. He is just using me to help him complete the prescription of Corpse Curse Water."

Her expression gradually gnashed her teeth.

"No, I have to go and see my father and ask him to let Old Monster Yin Shuo hand over the complete technique, otherwise I will lose my mind sooner or later and completely become a walking corpse without intelligence."

The woman stood up, walked out of the secret room, soared into the air, and went to Fangzhu City.

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Song Wen visited all the big and small shops in the black market, as well as the places where casual cultivators set up stalls, but did not buy the spiritual medicine he needed.

On the contrary, at a street stall, Song Wen saw that the monster blood and souls sold there were very cheap, so he bought them casually.

After Song Wen got the jade bottle containing the soul, he found that the soul bottle had been tampered with, leaving a trace of spiritual consciousness on it.

Song Wen did not make a fuss, and he spent more than two quarters of an hour in the black market before he walked out of the black market.

He did not fly in the air, but walked through the dense forest.

Thirty miles ahead of him, a holy armor Gu turned into the size of an egg, holding a soul bottle in its mouth, flying slowly.

On the route from the black market to Fangzhu City, three foundation-building cultivators were hiding in the dense treetops, two men and one woman.

The female cultivator was a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, and was also the stall owner who sold the monster essence blood and soul to Song Wen.

The two male cultivators were at the peak and late stages of foundation building respectively.

The three people's auras were very restrained, without any leakage.

"Are you sure that person is a fat sheep?" asked the male cultivator at the peak of foundation building.

The female cultivator responded, "Brother, this person didn't even blink an eye, and bought the essence and soul of the monster worth ten thousand spirit stones at one time. He must be very wealthy because he was so generous."

The elder brother was a little hesitant when he heard this.

"With such an extraordinary move, I'm afraid he is not a disciple of the Xing family or other powerful forces?"

Another male cultivator said, "I have been watching that person for a long time. He went through almost all the shops and stalls in the black market. At first glance, he is a casual cultivator who has just arrived in Fangzhu City and has no acquaintances to lead the way. He is definitely not a member of the Xing family. As for whether he is a disciple of other powerful forces, it is hard to determine."

"Brother, we have robbed others more than once or twice. Why are you so fussy this time?" The female cultivator said.

The eldest brother said, "Recently, the Xing family seems to be planning something important, and many disciples from other major forces have come to Fangzhu City. If that person is an outstanding disciple of a major force, he may have a soul mark left by his elders. If we kill him rashly, the soul mark will be transferred to us."

"Which outstanding disciple of a major force would lack the essence and soul of a monster. This person is most likely a casual cultivator, or an inconspicuous disciple of a major force." The female cultivator said.

"You are right, then kill this person."

The hesitation on the eldest brother's face faded, and the killing intent was awe-inspiring.

After a while, the eldest brother's eyes were stern.

"Here it comes."

Through the spiritual mark on the soul bottle, he sensed that the soul bottle was getting closer and closer to where they were hiding, and it was less than four miles away from them.