Cultivating Immortality: I Can See the Script of Life

Seeing Wan Yi hesitate, Qian Zhuo's smile faded, and his tone became somewhat impatient: "Junior brother, quickly take out your disciple jade token, don't waste time."

Wan Yi cursed Qian Zhuo and the Yinshan Society a hundred times in his heart, but the situation was beyond his control, so he had no choice but to take out his disciple's jade token and hand it over.

Qian Zhuo flicked his finger, adding some contribution points to the jade tablet, and casually tossed it back to Wan Yi: "This is 900 contribution points, junior brother, keep it safe."

Wan Yi caught the jade token, looking puzzled: "Senior brother, didn't you say 1000 contribution points? How come it's only 900?"

Qian Zhuo had already turned and walked to the door. Hearing this, he didn't even turn his head and said, "I already said nine out and thirteen back. What's wrong with giving you 900 contribution points? Stop nagging!"

After saying that, he strode out. Through the open wooden door, Wan Yi could clearly hear him knocking on the wooden door of the stone chamber next door and starting his door-to-door sales pitch.

Wan Yi clutched the jade pendant in his hand, on the verge of tears.

So, this protagonist not only has terrible talent, but is also a shady middleman who scams new disciples?

However, Wan Yi finally figured out the key point.

Why did the sect manage to survive despite their stinginess? It turns out they were hiding a loan scheme.

Not surprising then.

This cult is full of tricks; they lure people in first, then use loans to keep them hooked—it's a series of interconnected schemes.

Wan Yi started thinking about it again.

That's not right. This loan was issued by the Yinshan Society, not directly by the Corpse Puppet Hall.

If it's distributed uniformly by the sect, why go through this extra step?

Something is not right.

Wan Yi became increasingly puzzled as he thought about it.

Could it be that the Yinshan Society is not an official organization of the sect, but an underground group formed among the disciples?

Unfortunately, there is too little information available now, and we can't figure out the details at all.

but……

Wan Yi's lips curled up slightly, and a hint of a smile flashed in his eyes.

It wasn't that we gained nothing.

I finally met Qian Zhuo, the protagonist of "Respect for the Dead"!

So, this script should be included in my collection, right?

Wan Yi quickly focused his attention on his control panel.

Sure enough, there was new content on the panel, which made him happy.

Name: Wan Yi

[Talent: Great Luo Insight (Rainbow), Extraterrestrial Demon (Gold), Medium Aptitude (Green)]

Cultivation Level: None

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

[Included scripts: "The Old Demon of Biyang" and "The Dead Are Great"]

Wan Yi's heart stirred, and he eagerly focused his mind to examine the details of the script for "Respect for the Dead".

[Screenplay: Respect for the Dead]

[Plot: The triennial Ascension Ceremony has ended. Qian Zhuo is assigned by Zuo Shiyi, the leader of the Yinshan Society, to distribute loans to the newly initiated disciples of the Corpse Puppet Hall.]

Qian Zhuo secretly observed the quality of the newly recruited disciples and found that the quality of this batch of disciples was very poor. Only two disciples had average aptitude, and one of them had been beaten half to death by Wu Wei and probably wouldn't last more than a few days.

Therefore, Qian Zhuo had no choice but to choose Wan Yi as his target, planning to find an opportunity to deliver the "Azure Puppet Suppressing Evil Mystic Art" to him, so that he could cultivate himself into a corpse puppet to prepare for the outer sect competition three years later...

Very well, I was right, my fate as a supporting character is destined for a bad end.

Wan Yi rolled his eyes and muttered to himself.

Qian Zhuo isn't a good person either. Compared to Fang Xiu, he actually uses some tricks and schemes instead of just kidnapping people to refine pills.

They have to use the guise of offering opportunities to scam and cheat.

I guess I'm just too weak to beat them or kidnap them, so I have to resort to underhanded tactics!

Wan Yi's lips curled into a cold smile, his confidence running high.

It's a pity he didn't know I could see through his fate, that I had foresight.

You want to turn me into a corpse puppet?

dream!

I just don't know where this "Azure Terracotta Warrior Suppressing Evil Mystic Art" comes from.

The name itself has an eerie feel to it; how could it possibly turn a person into a corpse puppet?

What puzzled Wan Yi even more was whether Qian Zhuo was missing a screw in his head or something.

Why was he so sure that he would practice the evil technique that was offered to him instead of the "Corpse Raising and Puppet Refining Technique" issued by the sect?

Although the cultivation method given by the sect is also about raising corpses and refining puppets, it seems more reliable than this kind of thing of unknown origin, right?

Wan Yi sighed.

Although they have the advantage of having a script and being able to anticipate things, they still have too little information and can't figure out many things.

Well, we can only take it one step at a time and deal with whatever comes our way.

As long as I can continue to deal with Qian Zhuo, I can eventually unlock the subsequent scripts, and then everything will be clear.

Saving one's life and seizing the opportunity are just a piece of cake, aren't they?

Suppressing his thoughts, Wan Yi searched the stone chamber thoroughly, looking in every nook and cranny, but found nothing of value except for the hard stone bed.

This stone chamber is truly bare, without even a stone platform to put things on. That damned Demonic Sect is so stingy!

Wan Yi pursed his lips and decided to head out.

Since I can't read a single character right now, the cultivation manual is like a book written in heaven to me, and I can't cultivate at all, I might as well take the initiative and go out to find out some information.

Besides, he can see other people's profiles, so he might stumble upon a third scenario while browsing around.

Pushing open the broken door, one finds a narrow underground passageway with no forks in the road, which at least prevents one from getting lost.

The ceiling of the passageway was inlaid with many luminous stones, emitting a faint white light that was barely enough to make out the path. However, the light was intermittent and had an eerie feel to it.

Both sides were lined with identical stone chambers, all neatly arranged.

Wan Yi looked down at the door of his stone chamber, on which were carved two crooked characters that looked like a door number used for counting.

But he didn't recognize any of them.

Well, now I understand the bitterness of illiteracy.

He quickly memorized the shapes of the characters, afraid that he wouldn't be able to find his way home when he returned.

It would be terrible if we became homeless.

……

Stepping out of the underground cave, the outside was instantly bright, making Wan Yi squint.

Before them lay a vast, empty square, yet few disciples passed by. Even those few seemed to be in a hurry, their steps quick, as if they had urgent business to attend to.

Wan Yi's eyes lit up, and he quickly examined the panels of each of the visiting disciples, but the more he looked, the more disappointed he became.

They are all destined to be extras, with mediocre talents, and even green talents are rare.

Occasionally, you might encounter a few individuals with green talents, but they are usually classified as having "medium aptitude" or "natural beauty," which are related to aptitude and appearance.

Wan Yi withdrew his gaze and walked towards the Corpse Puppet Hall.

The most urgent task is to ask about the specific time of the sermon.

Feng Yousu only said that he would preach once every ten days, but he didn't mention the specific day or time of each ten days.

If one wants to learn the language used by cultivators, one will probably have to rely on preaching, which is something one cannot afford to be careless about.

If you can't even understand the written language, then everything else is for nothing!

Relying on his memories of the previous visit, Wan Yi returned to the Corpse Puppet Hall.

Upon entering the hall, Wan Yi peeked inside.

The lobby on the first floor was empty and so quiet that you could hear your own footsteps.

There were four counters in the middle, and behind each counter sat a disciple on duty, each with a blank expression and quite indifferent.

There was a notice board on each side, covered with densely packed notices.

He didn't recognize a single character; it was like reading gibberish to him.

Wan Yi glanced at the four disciples behind the counter one by one, his gaze suddenly landing on a young man with a pointed mouth and monkey-like cheeks.

Name: Jiang Chuan

[Talent: Average aptitude (green), Eloquent speech (gray)]

[Cultivation Level: Mid-stage Fetal Breathing]

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