Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 558 Lifting the Hook
Wei Xi has been in a very bad mood lately, and he will definitely not hold back when he strikes.

Corpse collectors deal with the dead all year round; how could they have ever fought with a living, breathing Yama like Wei Xi? It's not uncommon for them to capsize in a ditch.

A moment later, Wei Xi admired the stolen hook with great interest, while his left foot stepped on the back of the unruly corpse collector, who kept begging for mercy.

After patiently listening for a couple of minutes and finding nothing unusual, Wei Xi tapped the corpse collector on the head with his hook and threatened, "Old fool, want to open a watermelon?"

The corpse collector was terrified by Wei Xi's words, realizing he had met a tough opponent tonight. His pleas for mercy grew louder and louder, fearing that if he hesitated, he would really be cracked open.

"Alright, stop wailing!" Wei Xi sneered. "I'll leave you a whole corpse, so don't be afraid when we get to Calabash Town!"

"My lord, spare my life! My lord, spare my life! I've lost my mind! I didn't even recognize you, my lord! I deserve to die! I only beg you to spare my worthless life! Otherwise, this cart full of ghosts won't reach Calabash Town tonight, and you'll be in a lot of trouble, won't you?"

Wei Xi was not a bloodthirsty person, and besides, she also had the intention of getting information out of this man. Although this man was incredibly foolish, his words revealed that he knew everything about what was happening at the foot of Dieji Mountain, and she made up her mind.

"You dishonest thing, there are so many corpse collectors down here, can't they get anything done without you?"

Upon hearing this, the corpse collector broke out in a cold sweat. Even though Wei Xi was stepping on him, he desperately kowtowed and begged for mercy, saying, "Lord of Heaven, spare my life! I was blinded by the corpse oil, that's why I spoke so rudely! My lord..."

No one paid attention to the unoriginal pleas for mercy, but Wei Xi felt a wave of dizziness wash over him—the Heavenly Holder? In a place like Dieji Mountain, perhaps the Heavenly Weaver would be a more fitting name.

This time it was Wei Xi's turn to be drenched in sweat; her wishful thinking had been completely undone.

There are definitely Sky Weavers active here. Wei Xi may have already attracted the attention of these lackeys of the Heavenly Dao!

Recalling the self-proclaimed half-finished product and the old opera singer who had lived for who knows how many years, Wei Xi felt a chill run down his spine.

The Weaver of Heaven is of unknown origin, but is definitely a formidable opponent.

If her words were not exaggerated, she would have to temporarily avoid the Weaver of Heaven's sharp edge.

Of course, this did not prevent Wei Xi from secretly opposing him, nor did it prevent Wei from using the tiger's power to bully others.

The person in front of her had already recognized her as the "Holder of Heaven," and regardless of whether the information he had was true or false, it was invaluable to Wei Xi at this moment.

"You're quite clever; how did you recognize me?"

"Of course, it's because of your extraordinary bearing, sir. You're clearly not one of us mere mortals! From afar, you're surrounded by cleanliness, and those filthy things expelled by those ghosts dare not even approach you! You are tall, mighty, and strong enough to lift a cauldron—a true hero among men!"

What utter nonsense! Wei Xi, who was truly capable, was speechless at this flattery.

"You have good eyesight," Wei Xi said, swinging his hook twice, causing the man to scream in pain. "You recognized me at first glance, how dare you fight me? Have you got a death wish?"

"I am guilty! My lord, please don't get so angry! Looking across Dieji Mountain, only the Lord of Heaven is not afraid of those ghosts... no, those ghosts are only afraid of the Lord of Heaven!"

"Besides us corpse collectors who were instructed by you, the only one who would dare to wander around outside several towns in the middle of the night is you!"

That makes sense. Wei Xi glanced at the pile of corpses on the truck and agreed with the corpse collector's idea.

"When did I ever give you any pointers? Instead, I've produced such a disrespectful and stupid fool!"

Considering that Wei Xi is not the real Weaver of Heaven, this statement was quite skillful, neither confirming nor denying that the Weaver of Heaven and the Corpse Collector had any connection.

"Please don't be offended, sir. This is just the corpse collector trying to raise his own price. But according to my master, his master's master's master once received guidance from the Heavenly Weaver. He was tall and thin as a bamboo. Do you remember him? If it wasn't you, it was probably someone else." Wei Xi knew that there was more than one Heavenly Weaver, but the fact that there was more than one at the foot of Dieji Mountain was new information.

But what Wei Xi is concerned about now is why, after Zuo Fei and his group of cultivators severely damaged the Heaven and Earth Scriptures, the Weavers of the Heaven in Dieji Mountain did not kill these disciples who had formed the Core Formation over the years.
Aren't you afraid that these cultivators who came from Dieji Mountain will follow the example of their predecessors?
Admittedly, every time disciples from various sects come to Dieji Mountain to form their core, they will lose a few, but more than half of them will survive.

For some reason, Wei Xi suddenly remembered the "filling formation" that his parents had talked about when he was a child.

The rumor that cultivators were sent by the Ten Thousand Swords Sect to Dieji Mountain to fill the formation was rampant, but anyone with even a basic understanding of cultivators knew it was a complete fabrication. Putting aside other issues, if cultivators were truly used to fill the formation, why were only Foundation Establishment cultivators used? Moreover, Ten Thousand Swords Sect's own disciples were also among them.

Moreover, there are senior figures like Master Du and Master Zhong Hong. If the Ten Thousand Swords Sect were to go so far as to harm its own disciples, the Ten-Faced Buddha alone would be enough to cause them trouble.

But Wei Xi's extraordinary experience taught her that rumors always have a source.

Perhaps there really is a formation on Dieji Mountain, set up by someone like Zuo Fei, with the purpose of restricting the Weavers below.

But this raises a new question—why not just kill these Sky Weavers? Is it fun to keep them around?

Unable to figure out the key to the matter, Wei Xi temporarily put aside the question and smiled at the corpse collector who was waiting for his fate. "I seem to remember something. I wonder how things are now?"

"I am deeply grateful for your kindness, sir," the corpse collector replied with great joy. "According to my master, he had been collecting corpses for over thirty years before finally passing away peacefully at the age of 18!"

"At that time, all of his disciples and grand-disciples had died. It was my master who sent his body to Hulu Town."

Now the reputation of Hulu Town as a den of ghosts is well-deserved. Wei Xi smiled bitterly to himself: at the foot of Dieji Mountain, there is actually a wilderness inhabited by humans and a city inhabited by ghosts, which is an extreme example of the reversal of the Heavenly Gang.

Of course, Wei Xi still believed that there were no ghosts in the world. After all, the things in Calabash Town looked similar to people, at most a bit dry and crazy. Overall, they were humanoid creatures composed of yin and yang energy.

"Did you go into Hulu Town?"

"That place is for storing corpses; it's full of ghosts. How could I dare go in!"

"How many years have you been collecting corpses?"

"I reckon it's been about fifteen years, which is quite a long time in this line of work!"

"Really?" Wei Xi released his foot. "Aren't you curious why the number of corpses isn't decreasing?"

The corpse collector hurriedly got up and said respectfully, "How could I care about such things? The seven towns at the foot of Dieji Mountain are all where these ghosts are imprisoned, and this is already..."

"Return what?"

The corpse collector, who had been frozen in place, turned extremely pale, clearly realizing that something was wrong with the "Heavenly Holder" before him.

What happened to the corpse at the foot of Dieji Mountain? Shouldn't the Heavenly Ruler know better than him?

"That's not enough, sir! I need to get this cart of corpses into Hulu Town as soon as possible. It would be bad if we were delayed!"

This man was quick-witted; Wei Xi smiled and raised the hook.

Sorry, I haven't been feeling well these past few days.