Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 109 I'm Really Not a Person of the Imperial Court (Third Update)
"Brother Kang! You can't trust those guys in the imperial court!"

Everyone at the table remained silent, except for the head monk, whose face turned red with embarrassment, his large, fan-like hands slapping the table repeatedly.

Kang the Fool glared at the monk:
"What? You still want the bandits to continue harming the villagers?"

"Brother Kang! Have you forgotten the old mountain stronghold? Forgotten our leader? Our leader said back then that officials aren't necessarily bad people, but what happened to him in the end?"

As the monk spoke, his eyes reddened, and he looked as if he was about to cry.

"Remembering fate!"

Kang the Fool also got angry, slammed his hand on the table, stood up, and glared at the big monk.

"I...I can't stand it, I'll just leave."

He finally swallowed a long breath, got up, and left the tent in a daze.

Kang the Fool looked at Lin Jiang apologetically:
“Young master, please don’t blame this monk. He’s just… too attached to the past.”

"It's alright. It's alright." Lin Jiang waved his hand. "Such a genuine nature, how could it bother anyone?"

Finally, Kang Shazi sat back down at the table, composed himself, and his face became serious again:
“Young master, most of us are from the countryside. When we were on Feng'ao Mountain, there were rumors that we were murderers and robbers, but I swear to God that no innocent people have ever shed blood on our hands.”

As Kang Shazi said this, Lin Jiang kept his eyes fixed on the top of his head.

His complexion was clear and bright, and the description given by the practitioner was indeed true.

"The village was originally established to eliminate corrupt officials and bring peace to the people, but who would have thought that it would become the biggest scourge in the Northwest? How can we be at peace?"

Kang the Fool sighed deeply:
"Rather than letting the mountain strongholds continue to wreak havoc on the countryside, it would be better to let the imperial court take over again."

Hearing this, Lin Jiang couldn't hold back any longer:

"I am really not a member of an official family."

“I know you have concerns.” Kang Shazi gave him a knowing look: “You are indeed not a member of the imperial court.”

Damn you.

These days, nobody believes you when you tell the truth.

“Young Master probably doesn’t trust us,” Kang Shazi said, looking at Lin Jiang’s expression. He thought Lin Jiang didn’t believe that they would work together to fight Feng Aoshan. He took out a yellowed piece of paper from his pocket. “We can make a vow.”

What is this?
Lin Jiang looked at Chen Dajiang, who shook his head blankly, unaware of the situation.

However, the luminous pearl in her bosom peeked out half an inch and explained:
"That is a certificate of legitimacy, a kind of deadly contract, belonging to a high-level magic. Once you sign this paper, if you violate its contents, the signer will be punished by the magic sealed within it."

"Will it definitely take someone's life?"

“Not necessarily,” said the Night Pearl. “It depends on what methods the sorcerer used to make this name-rectification paper, but it still has destructive power. Even a star could be severely damaged by the name-rectification paper.”

Lin Jiang nodded and took the paper from Kang Shazi's hand.

He took a look.

It was written very clearly on the paper.

After reclaiming Feng'ao Mountain, this group of people will not seek power. On the contrary, those who sign this contract must abide by the duty to protect the Northwest region.

Lin Jiang held the paper and thought for a moment.

It sounds like the governor of the Northwest is a bit cowardly; he might not actually sign it.

But this is a statement. Since Kang Shazi is willing to bring this up, it proves that they really intend to completely deal with Feng Aoshan's matter.

"What are you going to do?"

Lin Jiang had no intention of signing the official document; he simply pushed it back to Kang the Fool.

Kang the Fool didn't answer, and said:
“We now have quite a few brave men under our command, enough to deal with the ordinary bandits of Feng'ao Mountain. However, there are many heroes from the past on Feng'ao Mountain, eight or nine out of ten of whom are skilled in strange magic. It might be too dangerous for us brave men to charge straight up.”

Do you know what skills those heroes possess?

"know."

"If I could acquire their skills, I would find a way to eliminate them one by one."

……

"that's it."

Lin Jiang told Tiepizi and Gongxuan, who were inside the coffin, all the skills of the heroes from Foshan.

"Young Master, where did you get this information from?"

Tinplate was very surprised.

He searched for many people in Kyoto before finally finding the spies planted in Feng Ao Mountain. However, Feng Ao Mountain kept the information tightly under wraps, and many things were not leaked. The clues he obtained were also quite limited.

As a result, in just a few days, the eldest young master had already figured out most of the things happening at Feng Ao Mountain.

Really awesome!
"I just happened to get a clue; I don't know if it will be of any use to you."

"It's more than just useful! Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated." Gong Xuan laughed, "I have arrived at the foot of Feng'ao Mountain and am following the supply convoy. The leaders are a pair of brothers. I was just wondering how to deal with them when you arrived with the news."

"As long as it works."

Lin Jiang smiled and said:

"There are still fifty-four so-called heroes left on Feng'ao Mountain. They are all ruthless and bloodthirsty bandits. We must not let them go out and continue to wreak havoc on the world!"

……

The flickering flame of an oil lamp shone on the damp stone walls of the dungeon.

Feng'ao Mountain, this iron cage, is mostly filled with chivalrous heroes who force their way in.

Those whom Bai Zifeng thought could be recruited would be imprisoned in the dungeon, threatened with death, or lured with money. If successful, the mountain would gain another hero.

Some chivalrous men are so tough that they send men down the mountain to kill the man's entire family, then frame him in Nagano Castle. The chivalrous man will then become a hero on Mount Feng'ao, and the blood feud will naturally forge him into a bandit.

They were easy to manipulate. And at this moment, besides the chivalrous figures, there were three special people imprisoned in this cell.

Bai Zifeng walked to the front of the three men's cells, personally placed a wooden tray over them, and slipped it through the access window.

A pot of liquor and a whole roasted chicken were placed on a wooden tray.

"My three virtuous brothers have suffered," Bai Zifeng said gently.

A hand reached out in front of him, picked up the roast chicken, and took a big bite, full of dissatisfaction.

"Big brother, we three brothers came back and you locked us in the dungeon. What does that mean? We three brothers didn't do anything wrong."

"That's right, that's right." The second person picked up the wine jug, held it to his eyes, and poured it down.

“Brother, I know you want to go to that fairyland to obtain the immortal herb and ascend to the Star Realm in one fell swoop. We are willing to help you. If you release the three of us, we will definitely not tell anyone else.”

The third one chewed his lips, opened his mouth, and spat out the chicken bone.

“Sigh, there are soldiers and officers all over the outside now, and the pressure on the mountain stronghold is immense. I have no choice but to leave you three brothers here on vacation, since it’s the safest place. Nobody would have guessed that I’ve left the three of you, whom I trust the most, here.”

Bai Zifeng's attitude was amiable, like a gentle breeze. Hearing his words, the three brothers finally felt relieved.

"Alright, we'll listen to you, big brother. The three of us will have to put up with this for a while."

"But brother, this cell is so cramped, how about we get a woman to massage your legs?"

"Didn't we send over a beautiful lady the other day?" Bai Zifeng glanced at the corner of the cell.

Only a small part of the thigh remained over there.

"Have it?"

"Big brother was just bluffing us. If he really had sent us such a beautiful woman, how could the three of us not remember?"

“That makes sense,” Bai Zifeng said. “I’m looking for a beautiful woman for the three of you.”

"okay."

After calming him down, Bai Zifeng stood up.

He stared blankly at the prison before him.

Inside the prison was a bizarre mass of twisted flesh and blood.

Three heads were embedded in the tumor in a triangular shape, six arms were intertwined like snakes holding wine cups, and the lower body was entangled into a whole bundle.

The three faces chatted and laughed as usual, drinking wine with ease using six arms twisted at different angles.

These were originally known in the martial arts world as the "Three Slippers of Snow," with the eldest stealing gold, the second stealing people, and the third stealing goods.

Bai Zifeng recognized their abilities and went to great lengths to bring them to the mountain. He then used money and beautiful women to corrupt them, turning them into scouts.

Half a year ago, a pitch-black area appeared within a hundred miles of Feng'ao Mountain. Bai Zifeng, puzzled by what was happening, sent these three people in.

The three disappeared after entering, and Bai Zifeng had assumed they were all dead. However, just over a month ago, a mass of twisted flesh reappeared at the entrance of the stronghold, loudly proclaiming:

"The black mist conceals the immortal herb! Consuming it can awaken the stars!"

Bai Zifeng was taken aback when he saw the three of them, but his subordinates seemed to ignore them as if they still thought they were the original three brothers.

Later, Bai Zifeng discovered that unless one reached the fifth level of the Heavenly Realm, it was impossible to discern the true appearances of the three of them.

Bai Zifeng didn't know what was in the black mist, so he could only temporarily lock the three of them in the dungeon.

After delivering the food and drink, Bai Zifeng turned and left the dungeon. He took a deep breath and exhaled a mouthful of stale air.

The cold star enters the lungs, and the mind becomes slightly clearer.

Logically, he should have killed the three brothers directly, because as it stands, they were clearly affected by an unknown force and had become an indescribable monster.

Can……

just in case,

What if that rotten mouth really does contain the filling for ascension to heaven?

The Sixth Heaven is like the moon at the bottom of a well. People in the martial arts world look up to it and cheer, and it is even a well-known figure in the capital. But once you enter the Sixth Heaven, every cultivator knows that they have only just touched the threshold of cultivation.

If it doesn't form a star pattern
Ultimately, we are all just ordinary people.

If it doesn't form a star pattern
They will be forever condemned to the mortal realm.

He was a martial artist. No matter how powerful a martial artist at the sixth level of the Heavenly Realm is, he would still be trampled to death if he encountered a proper cavalry charge.

This is the Sixth Heaven.

It appears powerful, but is actually incredibly fragile.

Now such an opportunity is presented to him. Although it is very strange, if he is really desperate and hopeless in this life, Bai Zifeng still wants to give it a try.

Now?

Let's just forget about it for now.

He still has many years to live; what if he encounters a safer opportunity on his cultivation path?

Just as he was lost in thought, he suddenly saw one of his subordinates rushing towards him from not far away.

"Chieftain."

"Why are you in such a panic? What happened?"

The subordinate hurriedly looked up, and upon seeing that the subordinate was already in tears, snot and tears streaming down his face.

"Chief! Many of our good brothers have been assassinated or ambushed; they have already lost their lives!"

P.S.: I really might not be able to add more tomorrow, I really might not be able to add more...

(End of this chapter)