This humble Taoist priest, Qianhe, begins his quest for immortality by slaying demons and monsters.

Chapter 31 Trash Yuan Dynasty Corpse, When the Four Parted

"Junior sister, don't worry. Although this journey is dangerous, your senior brother still has the ability to protect himself."

Besides, with Daoist Qianhe present, that six-winged centipede was merely struggling in its death throes.

Zhong Bai made no comment on Partridge Whistle's words. Although Partridge Whistle had never cultivated any Taoist magic or supernatural powers, his luck was incomparable to that of ordinary people.

Even without me, that six-winged centipede would probably still have died due to various accidents in the end.

With that thought in mind, Zhong Bai looked at Hua Ling, who had a bright smile on her face.

If Hua Ling was only slightly affectionate towards him a couple of days ago, her behavior now is a bit too obvious.

Hua Ling is only sixteen years old, still the age of a younger sister in Zhong Bai's eyes.

Besides, they've only known each other for a few days.
Of course, Maoshan belongs to the Zhengyi sect, and apart from the sect leader who cannot marry, other disciples can find their Daoist partners normally.

Wealth, companion, Dharma, and place are the four essential elements of spiritual practice. It's hard to say whether the companion is important or not...

Zhong Bai didn't want to get bogged down in such matters. He believed in following the natural way and acting without acting, and that time would do the job.

"Master Qianhe, the Dan Palace at the bottom of Bottle Valley has been completely cleared out. It's still early, shall we continue to the mouth of the bottle and remove that ancient corpse from the Yuan Dynasty as well?"

Partridge Whistle continued, "Of course, if Daoist Qianhe feels the time is not right, we can come again tomorrow."

"It doesn't matter. It's just a primordial corpse that has turned into a zombie. Without the deliberate refinement of evil cultivators, it will still be difficult to achieve anything after thousands of years!"
"I can go and blast it to pieces right now!"

It wasn't that Zhong Bai underestimated this Yuan Dynasty ancient corpse. Ping Mountain wasn't originally a place for raising corpses. It was just that because it contained all five poisons, the ancient corpse naturally became a poisonous corpse after years of sedimentation. At most, it was not even as good as an ordinary jumping zombie.

Don't you see, in just twenty years, Old Master Ren of Renjia Town was able to turn into a jumping zombie under the control of a feng shui master?

Compared to Old Master Ren, the potential of the Yuan Dynasty corpse is far too low.

Of course, even a small mosquito is still meat; Zhong Bai can underestimate him, but he can't let him get away with it...

"So, very good!"

Partridge Whistle smiled and didn't waste any time. They, the Mountain Moving Taoists, had special methods for finding tombs. After hearing Zhong Bai talk about the structure of the Ping Mountain Tomb, Partridge Whistle was basically able to deduce the main burial chamber.

Along the way, the four of them had different thoughts.

Zhong Bai and Hua Ling didn't joke or banter.

Old Yang felt that something was off about the atmosphere; it wasn't like this when Zhong Bai and his senior brother came up earlier.

But now... well, the old foreigner is happy inside, after all, his junior sister wasn't joking with Zhong Bai, was she?
Hua Ling's situation was complicated. She was innocent and carefree, but her senior brother's urging Zhong Bai to continue killing the ancient corpse from the Yuan Dynasty indicated that the Muchen Pearl could not possibly exist here.

Their senior brother clearly wanted to end their trip to Ping Mountain as soon as possible. Perhaps tomorrow would be the day they, their senior brother and sister, said goodbye to Zhong Bai.

Faced with this fact, Hua Ling felt a slight sense of disappointment.

However, she is not one of those pampered young ladies who only talk about love and romance. She is also a Taoist priest who understands the huge gap between herself and Zhong Bai.

Love yourself before loving others; self-improvement attracts bees.

At that moment, a thought called self-reliance was planted deep in Hua Ling's heart.

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The "bottle mouth" of Ping Mountain is actually located on the mountainside, and it is where the toxic gas is released.

The tomb was shrouded in poisonous fog, making it impossible for ordinary people to do anything about it.

However, for Partridge Whistle, who travels all over the country, this problem is very easy to solve.

"The fog of the five poisons should be dispelled with pure yang energy."

After saying that, Partridge Whistle entered the dense forest. In no time, Partridge Whistle was wearing a wet cloth covering his mouth and nose.

Only when he got closer to Zhong Bai did Zhong Bai understand what Partridge Whistle meant by "pure yang solution"—that's right, boy's urine...

Ahem, Zhong Bai's gaze towards Partridge Whistle was somewhat strange. Partridge Whistle was in his twenties or thirties, yet he was still a virgin, which was rather unsettling. "Master Qianhe?"

Partridge Whistle wanted to remind Zhong Bai to learn from him and see how he could detoxify from the poisonous fog.

But Zhong Bai shook his head.

“Brother Partridge, Maoshan is also famous for its talisman techniques. Although I am not very talented, I do have a few poison-avoiding talismans. Although virgin urine is good, I still prefer the talismans in my hand.”

Thank you for your kind reminder, Brother Partridge.

Zhong Bai cupped his hands in greeting, his eyes showing an even higher appreciation for Partridge Whistle. No doubt about it, decisive yet unpretentious, truly worthy of being the protagonist!

Upon hearing Zhong Bai's explanation, even though Partridge Whistle was usually calm, his lips twitched uncontrollably. So he was just being self-righteous, huh?
But soon he felt a pang of sadness, realizing that there was a real difference between the disciples of the great sects and those of them from the lowest class.

They utilize various interactions of mutual generation and restraint to the fullest extent, while the disciples of the great sect can avoid these problems with just a talisman.

Envious? Partridge Whistle could hardly say he wasn't envious of Zhong Bai, but he also understood that envy was useless.

This time, only Zhong Bai and Partridge Whistle went to the tomb of the ancient corpse from the Yuan Dynasty.

Zhong Bai originally intended to go alone and quickly blast it to smithereens.

but……

Partridge Whistle is quite stubborn. Zhong Bai knows that he still hasn't given up on the Muchen Pearl, so he just lets him be.

The two moved quickly, and with the Five Poisons Mist posing no threat, they soon reached the cave entrance.

Looking inside through the opening, it was pitch black, but the general structure of the tomb chamber could still be vaguely discerned.

Without wasting words, Partridge Whistle was the first to enter the tomb chamber, and then took out a tinderbox from his pocket and lit it to illuminate the tomb chamber.

The tomb chamber was originally a natural cave, which is why it looks exceptionally spacious.

Zhong Bai glanced around the entire tomb chamber and his first impression was one of poverty. Logically speaking, this Yuan Dynasty corpse, being a general, should not be so shabby.

Inside the tomb, there were hardly any burial objects, only the coffin looked somewhat elegant.

Made entirely of white stone, with an exquisitely carved exterior, Zhong Bai could smell the corpse poison emanating from the coffin even from dozens of meters away.

“Brother Partridge, although this Yuan Corpse has turned into a zombie, its strength is average. However, its corpse poison is still quite troublesome. Brother Partridge, you just need to watch the battle from the sidelines later.”

After saying that, Zhong Bai went straight to the coffin. His blood and qi surged, and he suddenly lifted the coffin lid with his right hand. The heavy coffin lid was blown away and fell several meters away, shattering into countless small pieces.

Inside the coffin, the ancient corpse, which had been lying peacefully, also sensed the approaching danger.

His eyes snapped open, and just as he was about to rise from the dead, a bolt of lightning shot straight into his brow.

In an instant, lightning shattered his head, and his hands, which were still raised in mid-air, fell limply to his sides.

Everything happened so fast that Partridge Whistle thought there would be a scene like fighting the six-winged centipede, so he consciously kept his distance.

I never imagined that everything would end after just one meeting...

[Slay one poisonous corpse, gain 50 Demon Extermination Points, current Demon Extermination Points: 300]

“Brother Partridge, the ancient corpse is gone. Whether there is anything you need in this tomb is up to you to find out.”

"It's natural!"

After bowing and saying hello, Partridge Whistle began to search carefully in the tomb. Even if he didn't find the Muchen Pearl, if he could find other good things, the trip to Ping Mountain would be worthwhile.

Zhong Bai himself took out a Flame Talisman and threw it into the coffin. Instantly, flames soared into the sky, illuminating the entire tomb chamber.

Looking at the few burial porcelain vases beside the coffin, Zhong Bai didn't mind and casually took them and placed them in his Qiankun Ring.

In just over ten minutes, Partridge Whistle, who returned empty-handed and disappointed, returned with Zhong Bai, who had a great harvest.

(End of this chapter)