I am a coroner, and I have some knowledge of martial arts!

"...?"

Su Wuchen's words broke down the defenses of both Gui Wu and Gui Wu.

This was something their martial uncle had just invented; they only learned of its name from him…

Why does he know so much?

Or……

The way Guiwu and the other man looked at Su Wuchen changed.

"Dude, you're a heretical cultivator too, right?!"

"Nonsense."

Su Wuchen chuckled as he put away the sniper rifle. "I'm a proper cultivator, after all."

Oni and Wu looked on with suspicion.

Would a proper cultivator know about artifact cultivation techniques? Besides, these things haven't even appeared on the market yet!

"Is there anything else?"

Su Wuchen looked on with anticipation.

Oni Mu shook his head. "My storage bag is right here. The most valuable thing in it is this sniper rifle. You can see for yourself."

Seeing Guiwu's nonchalant attitude, Su Wuchen immediately understood. "I believe you, how could I not?"

"Thank you for the gift. It's so precious, I'm almost embarrassed."

"Actually, even if you hadn't taken it out, I wouldn't have made a move on you. I was just joking with you. I didn't expect you to be so easily amused."

Oniwu: "???"

"Then give it back to me."

"No way, I've never played with this before."

Su Wuchen chuckled and shook his head, extending his right hand. "Give me some bullets."

Oniwu: "..."

You're a fucking robber!

Guiwu's lips twitched as he handed a box of bullets to Su Wuchen.

"Be careful!"

"This thing really has the potential to kill a seventh-rank cultivator. If you use it, you'll be labeled a heretical cultivator."

"Oh, just a few bullets?"

"..."

That idiot definitely didn't listen!

He just wants to take this opportunity to get something out of me!

Oni Warrior: "That's it, not a single shot left."

"That's such a shame..."

Su Wuchen sighed, "Let's leave here as soon as possible. Such a commotion will surely attract many cultivators."

Looking at the defeated Oni Mu, Oni Qing smiled. This guy is really interesting.

"No, I scared away all the people who came earlier."

Gui Qing casually said, "Moreover, now that the secret realm has taken shape, the space is relatively stable. The two of you only unleashed power comparable to a seventh-grade cultivator, not true seventh-grade cultivators."

Even if space is torn apart, it cannot cause the entire space to collapse rapidly.

So knowledgeable?

Su Wuchen asked curiously, "Have you explored quite a few secret realms before?"

Oni Warrior: "Not bad, not bad."

"Hey buddy, let's call each other acquaintances now. We have other things to do, so we'll be going now."

If we don't leave now, who knows what kind of wicked ideas this guy might have up his sleeve!

"it is good."

Su Wuchen nodded.

Anyway, he wasn't very familiar with Guiwu and the other two, so he just wanted to get some benefits. Guiqing, on the other hand, was quite interesting.

After watching the two of them leave, Su Wuchen looked at the location of the spatial tear, then drew his gun and charged towards the breeding farm.

He was now eager to find out what had happened with the rumbling thunder earlier!

and so……

"Excuse me!"

Inside the breeding farm.

One by one, the demon cultivators fled in panic, scattering in all directions.

Behind these demon cultivators, Su Wuchen stood shirtless, his eyes bloodshot, panting heavily.

The blue and red veins began to emerge like ancient totems awakening. First, red dragon patterns appeared on the arms, swimming upwards from the fingertips. Black tortoise patterns emerged from the feet, firmly rooting themselves in the earth like roots spreading out!

Finally, it gathered in the chest to form a tortoise-shaped mountain carrying a peak, which flickered with light and shadow with each breath!

Then, the blood and qi in his body began to surge rapidly like a tide, and his sweat evaporated into a red mist, which condensed into a rolling blood cloud three feet above his head.

Click, click.

The nine major joints of the spine cracked in turn, and with each crack, the concentration of blood cloud above the head increased!

As the last major joint was opened, nine streams of crimson blood energy simultaneously shot out from every pore of his body, transforming into nine inverted, illusory mountains in the air, with their bases facing upwards and their peaks pointing towards the ground, slowly rotating.

"Nine mountains collapse, rivers of blood gushed forth..."

Looking at the nine upside-down mountains above his head, Su Wuchen had a sudden realization.

This is the first realm of the Nine Spears of Astounding Beauty!

The nine blood-red mountain phantoms shattered with a roar, transforming into a sky full of crimson light rain. The light rain rolled back and poured into the body through the Baihui acupoint.

The redness in Su Wuchen's eyes slowly faded, disappearing in the depths of his pupils.

With a single breath, dust exploded in a ring-shaped shockwave ten meters away, and the space collapsed inch by inch!

……

altar.

Holding the staff that reached his eyebrows, Zhao Fei felt the soreness in his body and couldn't help but sigh.

The bone-healing plaster does indeed have a very strong medicinal effect; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to gradually recover from paralysis and regain full mobility in such a short period of time.

Although most of the bones have been bridged, intense pain still occurs when force is applied.

in short.

It's okay, but not completely okay.

"Su Du has been gone for over half a month since he buried the body, why hasn't he come back yet? I hope he hasn't run into any trouble..."

"Thank you for your jinxing."

A laugh rang out, and suddenly a fat cow appeared in the empty, deserted area ahead.

The cow is very strong, very strong.

Its body is over ten meters long and three to five meters tall!

If it weren't for the blood hole between its eyebrows, Zhao Fei would have thought that the bull had accidentally wandered into the illusion array.

"Burying the corpse, Su?"

"Why are you calling me 'Father'?"

Su Wuchen's voice came from under the fat ox, and then Su Wuchen threw the fat ox to the ground.

Bang!

It stirred up a large cloud of dust.

Zhao Fei glanced at Su Wuchen, who was wearing a vest and shorts, then picked up the staff in his hand and poked the fat ox on the ground.

"Where did you catch this guy?"

"Farm".

Su Wuchen casually said, "That Earth-Binding Spirit told me before, well, when I got there, it was all demon cultivators."

"Have they all become sentient beings?"

With a thud, the ghost cultivator appeared beside Su Wuchen and his companion. Upon seeing the fat cow on the ground, he immediately beamed with joy, "It's truly become a spirit!"

"Okay, okay, he was right after all!"

What is this guy saying?

Su Wuchen: "Did you think of something?"

"happy."

"happy?"

Su Wuchen was filled with question marks, but before he could ask anything, the ghost cultivator vanished with a bang.

"..."

Both faces were speechless.

Zhao Fei: "No wonder this ox has such a strong aura of blood; it must be an eighth-grade demon cultivator!"

"Yes, the Great Perfection of the Eighth Grade."

Su Wuchen nodded. "That's why I brought it back."

Eighth Grade Great Perfection?

Zhao Fei raised an eyebrow, looking Su Wuchen up and down. "You wouldn't happen to be...?"

"I've made a mistake!"

Su Wuchen frankly admitted, "Your father is now at the Great Perfection of the Eighth Rank again!"

Not only did he return to the realm of the eighth rank of Great Perfection, but he also felt the urge to break through to the seventh rank.

But Su Wuchen suppressed him.

"……Grass!"

After a moment of silence, Zhao Fei gave Su Wuchen a plant.

He spent more than half a month recuperating at the altar, and his injuries had just healed when Su Wuchen returned to the state he was in before he was forged.

Troublesome.

"The flesh and blood of this thing should have some nourishing effects on your body."

"That's for sure."

Zhao Fei laughed, "Everyone says that the flesh and blood of demon cultivators are naturally nourishing, but who dares to hunt them down so easily?"

"Perhaps after eating this cow, I will not only be fully recovered, but I might even return to the early stage of the eighth rank, just like you!"

"Okay, lend a hand and take care of it."

Su Wuchen casually agreed, and the two began to prepare the beef.

"While I was away, did any cultivators find this place?"

"some."

Zhao Fei casually said, "However, those cultivators didn't know that you had set up an illusion array here beforehand. Some people wandered around for a while, but couldn't find the entrance, so they all left."

"It's good that you're alright."

While the two were chatting, the large, fatty beef had already been prepared and was being grilled over a fire.

The oil sizzled and overflowed, releasing an enticing aroma.

"Want some?"

"I don't eat beef."

"...?"