Cultivating Immortality: I Can See the Script of Life

Wan Yi carefully recalled the patterns in fate he had observed.

There are only three types of fate: protagonist, supporting character, and extra.

The protagonist is the absolute core of a script; there can only be one.

So, villains and female leads should all be considered supporting characters.

He was just a high-level supporting actor.

So, Wu Wei might actually be a minor villain, specifically looking for trouble with Qian Zhuo.

No wonder he was unhappy about being assigned to work in the morgue.

So it was misplaced anger.

Wan Yi quickly adopted a humble demeanor and cautiously asked, "I wonder what I did wrong, Junior Brother, that displeased Senior Brother Wu?"

"If there is any mistake, Junior Brother will certainly apologize properly."

Let's keep this bastard calm and see what he's up to.

If he really had a grudge against Qian Zhuo, he might be able to use him to make those two scoundrels kill each other and reap the benefits.

Just then, a cold voice came from the back door: "Junior Brother Wan, step back. He's coming for me."

Wan Yi quickly turned his head to look, and saw Qian Zhuo walk in expressionlessly, his face cold, staring intently at Wu Wei.

Seeing this scene, Wan Yi was overjoyed.

Just in time!

Dogs fighting, a mouthful of fur.

This is going to be interesting; I'd better step aside and be a quiet bystander.

Wan Yi immediately tried to back away, but Wu Wei snorted coldly, his eyes flashing sharply, and snapped, "Did I tell you to move?"

Wan Yi froze instantly, his smile vanished, and he cursed Wu Wei's ancestors for eighteen generations in his mind.

What is that?

How dare you talk to me like that?

Today, standing here felt like being a lackey; it was extremely uncomfortable.

If I could beat you right now, I would have slapped you already.

Wan Yi could only curse in his heart and obediently stand still.

Bear with me!

A small act of impatience can ruin a great plan!

Qian Zhuo is still unaware that he has sold the "Azure Terracotta Warrior Suppressing Evil Mystic Art" and exchanged his contribution for spells and magical artifacts.

Therefore, he still considered himself as material for his corpse puppet.

Therefore, Qian Zhuo would definitely not allow himself to get into trouble and delay his puppet-making.

Moreover, judging from this situation, Wu Wei and Qian Zhuo are definitely mortal enemies. Perhaps I can use Wu Wei to deal with Qian Zhuo and kill him with a borrowed knife.

Therefore, we should hold out for now and lay an ambush on him.

When the time is right, we won't let either of those bastards get away with it; we'll give them a good dressing down.

Qian Zhuo saw that Wan Yi was indeed standing still, and his brows furrowed slightly, feeling a burning sensation on his face.

Is this an insult directed at Wan Yi?

This is a slap in the face to him.

A hint of displeasure flashed in Qian Zhuo's eyes, but he didn't say anything.

In his eyes, Wan Yi was ultimately just a material for a corpse puppet.

He was quite lenient with the materials he used for his corpse puppets.

He was just a dying man.

Qian Zhuo looked at Wu Wei, his tone icy, and warned, "Senior Brother Wu, this is the sect's mortuary, a place under the sect's control. Do you intend to start a fight here and cause trouble?"

"If this really escalates to the Hall of Enforcement, you probably won't get away with it either. But if you're fearless, then we'll see each other at the Hall of Enforcement."

Wu Wei sneered, shrugged, and said with a hint of provocation, "Manager Qian is wrong. I'm not here to cause trouble today; I'm here to purchase a corpse."

"What? Does this mean the sect's mortuary is no longer selling corpses to its disciples?"

"Or does Manager Qian think I'm not qualified to buy the corpses here?"

Qian Zhuo's expression darkened, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.

He knew that causing trouble here would not only do him no good, but could even affect his position as the person in charge.

Therefore, Qian Zhuo could only suppress his anger and soften his tone: "Senior Brother Wu is joking. The mortuary is a place that provides corpses for the sect's disciples, so naturally we will not refuse to sell them."

"Junior Brother Wan, go and choose a corpse for Senior Brother Wu. Choose carefully, so that Senior Brother Wu is not satisfied."

Wu Wei, however, persisted, arrogantly declaring, "I don't need him to choose; I want you to choose for me!"

"What? Just because Manager Qian became the head of the mortuary, does that mean he can act all high and mighty and not do any work?"

"Are you suggesting that the work in the morgue be done entirely by these few deacons, while you just sit back and reap the benefits?"

Wan Yi stood to the side, listening with a sense of comfort.

That's well said! Well said!

Wu Wei, that bastard, although he's no good, those words really hit home for me.

That's right, the work of selling corpses in the mortuary is entirely done by those few deacons.

Qian Zhuo, the person in charge, does nothing all day long and just hides in the backyard enjoying himself.

Wan Yi had been unhappy for a long time!

Moreover, Qian Zhuo also wanted to turn himself into a corpse puppet.

Wan Yi was naturally even more unhappy.

Qian Zhuo's brows furrowed even more, his face turning pale and then red, clearly speechless at Wu Wei's words.

He clenched his fists tightly, the murderous intent in his eyes almost uncontrollable, but since this was a morgue, he could only force a kind smile and grit his teeth as he said:

"Senior Brother Wu is too kind. Since it is your request, I will personally select the corpse for you."

"I wonder how many corpses Senior Brother Wu requires, and what his requirements are?"

Wu Wei revealed a smug smile and said arrogantly, "I don't need much, just one corpse. I want a strong male cultivator's corpse, and it has to be of good quality."

"If you dare to fool me and give me a defective product, I will definitely not let you off!"

Qian Zhuo gritted his teeth, suppressing the anger in his heart.

He turned and walked to the storage artifact in the corner, took out his disciple's jade token, opened the artifact, selected a tall and robust corpse, and handed it to Wu Wei, his tone icy: "Senior Brother Wu, take a look, are you satisfied with this corpse?"

Wu Wei took the corpse without even looking at it. He immediately took out his disciple's jade token, deducted his contribution points, and smiled at Qian Zhuo, saying, "Junior brother chose it, so I'm naturally satisfied."

After saying that, he left the mortuary without looking back.

As Qian Zhuo watched Wu Wei's departing figure, the smile on his face vanished instantly, and the murderous intent in his eyes could no longer be suppressed.

After a long while, he slowly calmed down, looked at Wan Yi, and forced a kind smile back on his face: "Junior Brother Wan, I'm sorry you had to suffer."

"Wu Wei is a narrow-minded and vindictive person. If he causes trouble again, you don't need to get entangled with him. Just call me and I will handle it."

His kind demeanor and concerned tone would surely lead an uninformed person to believe he was a kind and caring senior brother who looked after his junior fellow disciples.

Wan Yi snorted coldly in his heart.

That was such a convincing performance!

It's such a pity that he doesn't go to the opera troupe to perform.

If Wan Yi hadn't known that he wanted to turn him into a corpse puppet, he might have actually been fooled by his kind appearance.

They're hypocritical to the core!

But Wan Yi also feigned gratitude, bowing to Qian Zhuo and saying, "Thank you for your help, Senior Brother Qian. I will remember it. If Senior Brother Wu causes trouble again, I will definitely call you immediately."

Qian Zhuo nodded in satisfaction, patted Wan Yi on the shoulder, and said in a gentle tone, "Alright, that's your shift for today. Go back and get some rest. Leave the shop's affairs to me."

Wan Yi naturally didn't stand on ceremony. He responded with a nod, turned around, and left the shop, heading towards the backyard.

Just wait. Once I get the Tiger Poison Gu, I'll master the spells and increase my strength.

You two bastards, neither of you will escape.

When the time comes, I will definitely settle accounts with you properly.