53: Taifeng Order, you can get it at once!

On the gnarled Dragon withered trees, several feet tall, fist-sized Corpse Worms, as large as dinner plates, tightly enveloped the branches and trunks of the withered trees.

Only their pairs of eerie blue eyes were visible.

Beneath the withered trees, within the thick dark green grass, numerous rustling insects burrowed, absorbing the Corpse Qi accumulated on the various skeletal remains underground.

Blue-eyed Corpse Worms are small Gu found everywhere in the Demon Bone Forest; most are incapable of developing intelligence, and their potential is limited.

The value that can be extracted from them is pitifully small.

Only by capturing a large number of blue-eyed Corpse Worms can a wisp of Gu essence blood be refined.

The essence blood's effect is weak.

It can only grant ordinary Mortals some of the effects of a lower-grade Corpse Puppet.

While this might be somewhat useful in the Mortal world, capturing a large number of blue-eyed Corpse Worms and then refining their essence blood is too troublesome for Cultivators. It's more profitable to simply pick up a lower-grade Corpse Puppet, so they generally ignore these blue-eyed Corpse Worms.

Beside one of the gnarled Dragon withered trees, in an underground space dug several feet deep, there was a hunchbacked Corpse Puppet, and beside it was the dwarfish Demonic Cultivator, Chen Mogu.

The other three Mid-Stage Qi Refining Demonic Cultivators were each ambushed within a few dozen steps, waiting for their target to arrive.

“They’re here!”

“Tong Lao Si did well.”

Chen Mogu sensed the movement of the Gu at his waist, and his eyes lit up with joy.

...

Shi Chuan rode his Corpse Hound leisurely through the Demon Bone Forest, the Corpse Hound's paws occasionally making dull thuds as they crushed bones.

Following closely beside him, the slender Tong Yu wore a fawning smile, cheerfully pointing towards a patch of withered trees about a hundred steps ahead.

“Master, that’s where Chen Mogu and the others plan to ambush you. Chen Mogu and his group are truly despicable. I’ll go first to clear the way for Master.”

Tong Yu said respectfully.

As soon as Shi Chuan left the market, he easily controlled the fourth-level Qi Refining Tong Yu with a vine grown from his Demonic Fiend Vine.

Although Tong Yu was quite wary of him, Shi Chuan acted decisively, and his Realm suppressed the opponent. By easily shocking the opponent's Divine Soul, he could control him.

Sitting on the Corpse Hound, Shi Chuan's eyes flickered with purple light. Under the enhancement of his Purple Fiend Eyes, he could see four areas with relatively dense Evil Qi in the vicinity of the withered forest.

“Go.”

Shi Chuan's mind stirred slightly.

The black Profound Yin Banner flew out from his Storage Pouch, hovering in the air beside Shi Chuan, slowly rotating.

A thick Horned Python Demon Soul on the banner's surface soared out, pouncing like a hungry tiger on its prey, targeting the several individuals hidden in that area.

“Caw!” A muffled caw sounded from the sky.

The Corpse Crow, which had been circling and following, also targeted one of the hidden figures from the sky, shooting down like a sharp arrow, swift as lightning.

The lives of these Demonic Cultivators concerned only Chen Mogu; the rest could serve as food for the Corpse Crow and the Horned Python Demon Soul.

In just over ten breaths.

Under the Realm suppression, all three Demonic Cultivators, except Chen Mogu, died. Two had their Divine Souls sucked dry, and another had his Physical Body torn apart by the Corpse Crow, along with his Corpse Puppet, which also turned into a pile of fragments.

Chen Mogu was brought before Shi Chuan, his shoulder pierced by the Corpse Crow's talons.

“You have Late Stage Qi Refining cultivation…”

“Superior Demon Soul, Superior Corpse Puppet!”

“With such strength, yet you’re still cooped up in a small courtyard on Blue Grass Street.”

Chen Mogu's mask had long fallen to the ground, revealing an old, wrinkled, dark green face, his tone filled with bitter laughter.

“Erase the Divine Soul imprint on this Storage Pouch, answer a few questions, and I can give you a quick death.”

“Otherwise…”

Shi Chuan took the Storage Pouch from Chen Mogu's waist.

As soon as his voice fell, several grayish-white wandering souls immediately flew out from the surface of the Profound Yin Banner hovering beside him, circling Chen Mogu menacingly, looking as if they would pounce at any moment.

At the same time, the Profound Yin Banner also released a vortex about ten feet wide, covering Chen Mogu from above.

Seeing this scene, Chen Mogu immediately, and wisely, erased the Divine Soul imprint on the Storage Pouch.

He clearly explained the answers to Shi Chuan's questions.

If he were to be captured by this soul-type Magical Artifact, then even wishing for death in the future would be a luxury.

A moment later.

Shi Chuan also granted Chen Mogu his wish. He was bitten and swallowed by the Horned Python Demon Soul, which had long been ravenous, waiting beside him.

In Shi Chuan's right hand, he held the rhomboid black token. This token had no patterns, like a piece of warm black jade.

However, it had many tiny cracks, which covered almost eighty to ninety percent of the black jade token.

It was cold to the touch, like a piece of profound ice.

This was the tai peak token mentioned in the purple intelligence, but even Chen Mogu did not know its name.

He had stumbled upon it by chance in a pile of skeletal remains while searching for Corpse Puppets in the Corpse Refining Cave.

He had kept it only because its material was so hard that even his personal Magical Artifact could not cut it in the slightest.

Such hard Materials must mean its grade is not low.

He had thought that if he could meet a Foundation Establishment Senior within the sect in the future, he could offer this item to them in exchange for some benefits.

Shi Chuan tried to use his Divine Thought on the tai peak token, but the token was empty inside, revealing only grooves and cracks within it.

This tai peak token was indeed damaged.

There were more than a dozen methods for repair recorded in the intelligence.

However, most of them required third-tier Magic Treasure-grade Materials, which were difficult for a Qi Refining Cultivator to obtain. Moreover, even if the Materials were acquired, he would still need to perform Artifact Refining for the repair, and insufficient magical power would leave him helpless.

There was only one convenient method: he could try to implant his Demonic Fiend Vine into it, using the Fiend Vine to replace some of the broken connections of the demonic runes.

“I can only try with the Fiend Vine.”

After Shi Chuan decided, tentacle-like Fiend Vines, resembling black earthworms, emerged from his flesh on his right hand, wrapping around the tai peak token.

The Fiend Vine tentacles slowly permeated into the tai peak token.

“It's working.”

Shi Chuan's eyes lit up when he saw the broken demonic runes on the tai peak token begin to connect with each other.

After more than ten breaths.

On this black jade token, the tai peak token, a character for “three” gradually appeared. This character was an ancient script from before the collapse of the previous cultivation nation.

“Could it be…”

When Shi Chuan saw this ancient character, a segment of the Eternal Vine's memory in his Sea of Consciousness was unlocked.

In the memory of that Golden Core Old Devil, he once, while venturing into a Demonic Sect Secret Realm with other Golden Core Old Devils, learned about a type of communication Magical Artifact with numbered characters from an ancient book.

This Magical Artifact could create a communication space, allowing Cultivators holding this token, upon injecting magical power, to activate the number, obtain the identity associated with that number, and then communicate within the communication space.

Shi Chuan naturally understood immediately: this was just like a chat group on Blue Star!