Cultivating Immortality: I Can See the Script of Life

In less than a quarter of an hour, the black mist beneath their feet began to sink, and Wan Yi and the others fell toward the ground.

As the black mist slowly dissipated, the scene before them left them all stunned.

They were located within a basin, and looking eastward, they could see the towering edge of the basin.

But the edge of this basin is completely different from that of a naturally formed one. It is so smooth and flat that it looks as if it was cut by a giant axe. Even people with obsessive-compulsive disorder would find it very pleasing to the eye.

Directly in front of them stood a palace built of black bricks. It lacked any of the splendor of a celestial palace, appearing gray and gloomy, exuding a chilling and eerie atmosphere, yet occupying a considerable area.

Without a doubt, this must be the Corpse Puppet Palace.

"Take out your disciple jade tokens and wait outside the hall."

Feng Yousu's voice remained cold and emotionless.

Wan Yi and the others dared not resist. They quickly stood in a row, took out the cold disciple jade tokens and offered them up, not daring to even breathe loudly.

After all, this guy in front of them didn't look like someone to mess with. If they angered him, he might just use them as materials for making puppets.

Feng Yousu expressionlessly collected everyone's jade tokens, then turned and entered the Corpse Puppet Hall.

The group's legs were almost numb from standing outside the hall when Feng Yousu came out, carrying their jade tokens and eight blackened manuals, which she distributed one by one.

"Since you have been assigned to my Corpse Puppet Hall, you are presumably all of Yin and Yang and belong to the Earth element. You should practice the 'Great Method of Nourishing Corpses and Refining Puppet' of the Earth lineage."

"Although this is a low-grade true method, it is still enough for you to cultivate to the Qi Refining Realm."

Feng Yousu paused for a moment, then added, "You are all new to cultivation, so you must be completely unfamiliar with all the terminology."

"You may come to the temple every ten days to listen to our sermons."

"But remember, preaching, cultivation methods, and cave dwellings are not free; contributions are required."

Upon hearing this, Wan Yi's heart skipped a beat.

Since it's a demonic sect, there's no such thing as free teaching.

Ignoring everyone's expressions, Feng Yousu continued, "As outer disciples, the Holy Sect will lend you 100 contribution points interest-free."

"After you have cultivated your magical power and entered the embryonic breathing realm, you can choose to raise corpses and refine puppets for the Holy Sect to earn contribution points."

"If you fail to reach the embryonic breathing realm before exhausting all your borrowed contributions, and you have no more contributions to spare, then all that's left for you is death."

Feng Yousu spoke her last sentence casually, yet it carried a chilling undertone that made the faces of the several immortals turn pale.

Wan Yi couldn't hold back.

So this isn't cultivating immortality, it's just working for the demonic sect for free!

Interest-free loans?

This is clearly an unfair contract term.

Dying after exhausting all contribution points? That's too cruel!

Doesn't this demonic sect know about sustainable development?

After saying this, Feng Yousu turned and left without looking back, saying, "Come with me to the cave."

……

Feng Yousu suddenly stopped after walking a short distance.

Wan Yi quickly looked up and stared in amazement.

What lay before them was not a cave dwelling at all, but clearly a pitch-black underground cave.

This underground cave was carved out of the bare cliff face, with countless stone chambers piled together like a honeycomb, extremely crude.

Forget about any ethereal atmosphere, it's completely devoid of any human presence; the environment is ridiculously bad.

Is this the Demonic Sect's cave dwelling?

Are they trying to raise us like mice?

Just then, a middle-aged cultivator with a sallow complexion emerged from one of the stone chambers. Upon seeing Feng Yousu, he plastered a fawning smile on his face, quickly stepped forward, and bowed respectfully: "Greetings, Uncle-Master Wang!"

Wan Yi was puzzled.

Uncle Wang?

But when he looked at Feng Yousu's profile, her surname was clearly Feng!

Could it be that Feng Yousu is a corpse puppet created by a cultivator surnamed Wang?

No wonder she has the talent of the [Corpse Puppet Body], she really is a manipulated puppet!

Feng Yousu didn't even give the sallow-faced cultivator a second glance, but coldly ordered, "Arrange accommodations for them."

After saying that, without waiting for a response, she floated away, turning into a wisp of black smoke, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The sallow-faced cultivator quickly adopted a respectful farewell posture, bowing so low he almost touched the ground, while repeatedly muttering, "Respectfully seeing off Uncle-Master Wang!"

But as soon as Feng Yousu's black aura completely disappeared into the sky, he straightened up instantly, his fawning expression vanishing, replaced by cold indifference and arrogance.

His gaze swept over Wan Yi and the others, and he suddenly shouted sternly, "How dare you! You bunch of fools, you didn't even respectfully see off Uncle Wang! This is clearly disrespectful to Uncle Wang!"

"I'm punishing each of you by making you give me 10 contribution points!"

Upon hearing this, Wan Yi's anger flared up.

Does this sound like a word?

They started extorting money right after they started.

Is he a bandit or a cultivator?

How could these demonic cultivators be so wicked?

Despite his anger, Wan Yi first looked at the sallow-faced cultivator's panel.

Knowing yourself and knowing your enemy can help you win a hundred battles.

Name: Wu Wei

[Talent: Inferior Aptitude (White)]

[Cultivation Level: Late Stage of Fetal Breathing]

[Fate: Supporting Role in "Respect for the Dead"]

Although Wu Wei's talent is quite poor, he only has one "lower-grade aptitude" and no other talents.

But surprisingly, he was also a supporting character in "The Dead Are the Greatest".

Did they really stir up trouble?

Wan Yi became even more certain of his guess.

The protagonist of "Respect for the Dead" must be in the Corpse Puppet Hall!

While he was secretly observing, some immortals in the crowd couldn't help but rebel.

A pretty young girl stepped forward, her voice tinged with timidity and pleading: "Senior brother, we're new here and don't know the rules. Could you be a little more lenient and deduct less contribution points?"

Wan Yi recognized her at a glance.

Ding Fuqu, who was a minor character at the Ascension Ceremony.

Let's observe for a while and then let her take the lead.

As soon as Ding Fuqu finished speaking, Wu Wei's face darkened, and he raised his hand to slap her across the air.

"Snapped!"

With a sharp crack, Ding Fuqu was caught off guard and was sent flying, crashing heavily to the ground. Blood gushed from her mouth and nose, streaming down her chin uncontrollably, and she trembled in pain.

Wu Wei sneered, his tone vicious: "What the hell? You dare to bargain with me?"

"If there's a next time, don't blame me for being ruthless and using you to make puppets!"

Wan Yi and the others watched in horror.

That's truly the style of a demonic sect.

But there was nothing they could do; their opponent's cultivation level was far superior, and a direct confrontation would be suicide.

The group had no choice but to reluctantly take out the disciple jade tokens they had just received and obediently hand over their contributions.

Wu Wei finally revealed a hint of smugness: "You're quite perceptive, it's good that you know what's good for you, so I don't have to take action."

As he spoke, he walked up to Ding Fuqu, who was still lying on the ground, and without saying a word, he reached out and pulled off her clothes in a very rough manner.

Ding Fuqu trembled with fear, tears mixed with blood streaming down her face, but she didn't even have the strength to resist.

Wan Yi and the others felt a chill run down their spines.

Is this guy up to something filthy?

But the next second, everyone was stunned.

After searching for a while, Wu Wei only managed to pull out a disciple's jade token from Ding Fuqu's bosom. With a flick of his finger, he took 10 contribution points, then casually threw the token at Ding Fuqu, kicked her in disgust, and ignored her completely.

Seeing this, Wan Yi gradually began to have a guess in his mind.

It seems that 10 contributions per person is the limit that Wu Wei can take away.

If they deduct any more, they'll probably get a severe beating from above.

So it seems that although this guy is bad, he's not a brainless idiot.

At this moment, Wu Wei turned his head and glared at them, impatiently scolding, "What are you all standing there for? Come in with me, I'll assign you cave dwellings. If you dawdle any longer, I'll deduct your contribution points again."