Cultivating Immortality: I Can See the Script of Life

Before dawn the next day, Wan Yi got up from the hard stone bed, afraid of missing Wu Wei's instructions and being penalized by that guy for deducting his contribution points or getting into trouble.

He knocked on each door and called out to people, and to his surprise, it went very smoothly.

The newly initiated disciples all quickly emerged.

It seems that Wu Wei must have come over and said some harsh words while I was away yesterday, otherwise these people wouldn't be so obedient.

But when they knocked on the last stone chamber, there was no response at all.

Wan Yi's heart skipped a beat.

This is Ding Fuqu's residence.

Since there was no lock, he simply pushed the door open and took a look.

Ding Fuqu was still lying weakly on the bed, her face pale and bloodstains still hanging from the corner of her mouth. It was clear that the slap she received yesterday had seriously injured her, and she didn't even have the strength to get out of bed.

"Senior Brother Wan, what should we do?"

A square-faced boy approached, his voice tinged with panic.

The boy, named Meng Jiu, was also a newly initiated disciple, and he was quite clever.

Yesterday, I heard that Wan Yi had been entrusted with an important task by Wu Wei. While Wan Yi was being tested for qualifications, Wu Wei heard that Wan Yi was only qualified at the intermediate level, so he kept trying to get close to him, clearly wanting to curry favor with him.

Wan Yi glanced at him and took a good look at the panel.

Name: Meng Jiu

[Talent: Inferior Aptitude (White), Strong and Robust (White)]

Cultivation Level: None

[Destiny: Extra]

Although he's just a minor character, it's alright. Besides being of "inferior aptitude," he also has the talent of "strong and robust," which makes him a bit better than those minor characters who only have one aptitude.

He happened to need someone to run errands for him, and he wanted to curry favor with someone powerful, so he went along with it and accepted Meng Jiu's overtures.

At this moment, Wan Yi frowned upon hearing Meng Jiu's question, and quickly began to calculate in his mind.

Are you going to leave Ding Fuqu lying here?

That won't work!

Wu Wei has a terrible temper; if I don't do things right, he'll definitely cause me trouble.

Besides, Ding Fuqu was already slapped like this by Wu Wei.

Wan Yi then thought of the script for "The Dead Are the Greatest".

Qian Zhuo had a feeling that Ding Fuqu didn't have many days left to live, which is why he chose himself as his target.

Since I'm not going to live much longer, I might as well make the most of her. I can't let her get me into trouble.

Wan Yi gritted his teeth inwardly.

Being in the Demonic Sect, you can't stand firm if you're not ruthless. If you don't even have this much ruthlessness, you'll eventually be used as material for puppet making.

Having made up his mind, Wan Yi said in a cold tone, "Senior Brother Wu said that everyone must be present before dawn, not a single one can be missing."

"Go and call two people over to carry her out. They have to be there on time, regardless of whether she can move or not."

Meng Jiu immediately replied, "Alright, Senior Brother Wan, I'll go find someone right away."

Fearing he would not perform well, he turned and ran away. Before long, he found two strong new disciples who helped lift up Ding Fuqu, who was so weak she was barely breathing.

Ding Fuqu was in so much pain that her face turned pale, but seeing this scene, she didn't even dare to utter a sound.

The entrance to the underground cave was just set up when it was already dawn.

Wu Wei, stepping on the dark jade disc-shaped magical artifact, slowly flew over, accompanied by a wisp of black mist.

He glanced at the crowd, and when he saw Ding Fuqu, who was being supported and was half-dead, his eyes lit up with satisfaction: "Not bad, Junior Brother Wan, you are sensible and have not disappointed me."

Wan Yi quickly smiled ingratiatingly, "I'm glad you're satisfied, Senior Brother."

Wu Wei glanced at the crowd again, making sure no one was missing, and said impatiently, "Alright, everyone follow me to the Corpse Puppet Hall to listen to the Dao. If you're late, your contribution points will be deducted."

Upon arriving at the Corpse Puppet Hall, the group followed Wu Wei straight to the third floor, finally stopping in front of an empty room.

Upon entering the room, Wan Yi carefully examined it.

The room was far more luxurious than their dilapidated cave dwelling; it had smooth wooden floors, carved beams and painted rafters, and an antique feel.

At the front of the room stood a high platform with a dozen or so futons neatly arranged below it, clearly prepared for the disciples who were there to listen to the teachings.

Wu Wei swaggered over and sat down on the platform.

The group then realized what was happening.

So it turns out the person giving the sermon was him.

However, Wan Yi was not surprised. Jiang Chuan had told him yesterday that Wu Wei had received a mission from the sect to help new disciples adapt, and explaining the basics of the Cloud Seal Heavenly Script was also part of his job.

After all, this thing is too basic, and disciples with high cultivation levels are too lazy to explain it. Only someone like Wu Wei, who needs to complete the mission, would take it on.

As soon as the explanation began, Wu Wei raised his hand and made a few hand seals. A series of spiritual lights flashed, and strange cloud-script celestial books appeared clearly in front of everyone.

He also cast a musical spell, and his voice entered everyone's ears. Once they heard it just once, they could remember every word he said.

By combining lectures and demonstrations, Wu Wei had managed to explain all one thousand commonly used cloud seal script characters in a single day.

He said impatiently, "Alright, that's enough for today."

"The next time you hear me preach is in ten days, and the content will be the same as today's."

"If you thoroughly understand these thousand cloud seal characters, you will be able to get a general idea of ​​most common classic texts and cultivation techniques."

Wu Wei paused for a moment, then added, "If you encounter any unfamiliar characters, you can either go to the second floor to buy a character book and learn it yourself, or go listen to a lecture on the corresponding practice method."

"The common cultivation techniques in the hall all have special lectures, but you have to buy the techniques first before you can listen to them. Don't think about getting the techniques for free."

At this point, Wu Wei's impatience instantly turned cold. He swept his gaze over everyone and said in a sinister tone, "Remember, including this time, I'll only say it three times in total."

"I hope you can all understand the Cloud Seal script within a month, and start trying to enter the Dao next month."

"To tell you the truth, the number of you who join the path directly affects how well I complete my mission."

"But what if someone deliberately sabotages me and delays my mission..."

Before he finished speaking, Wu Wei moved in a flash and appeared in front of Ding Fuqu, raising his hand to touch her head.

Ding Fuqu, who was already sickly and could barely sit up, suddenly seemed to have all her strength drained away. She fell straight off the prayer mat and became motionless on the spot, without even uttering a sound.

Wu Wei glanced at the corpse on the ground, his tone cold and arrogant: "It'll end up like this bitch, becoming my puppet-making material!"

"Even if you die, I will only have to make some contributions to the sect and the Yinshan Society. It's nothing to me."

"I've made plenty of contributions!"

With that, he waved his sleeve, and a wisp of black energy enveloped Ding Fuqu's corpse, seemingly storing it in a storage artifact.

Wu Wei then turned and walked outside.

Wan Yi watched this scene with a blank expression on his face, but his gaze had already darkened.

Jiang Chuan had mentioned this to him yesterday, and Wu Wei wasn't lying.

He could indeed kill newly initiated disciples to use as materials for puppet making, as long as he paid some contribution points in return.

But Wan Yi also knew that the sect's tolerance had its limits.

Wu Wei can only kill one at most.

Moreover, they can generally only kill those with poor aptitude.

Using those with poor aptitude as puppet-making materials is too cost-effective. Rather than losing a lot of contribution points to kill a useless person, it's better to leave the sect and capture a rogue cultivator. At least they will have low-grade aptitude and be a cultivator, which is much more useful than a mortal disciple.

As for those with good aptitude, killing them and creating corpse puppets would make them easier to cultivate, but they would also attract the attention of sects and face severe consequences.

Therefore, few people would target newly initiated disciples.

But Wu Wei did just that. From the very beginning, when he slapped Ding Fuqu, he had no good intentions. He clearly had his eye on her mediocre aptitude and wanted to turn her into a corpse puppet.

Wu Wei probably didn't target me because of my gender.

Jiang Chuan told Wan Yi yesterday that female cultivators could be turned into corpse puppets and used as cultivation vessels for dual cultivation.

This is no secret even within the Corpse Puppet Hall.

Jiang Chuan suggested that Wan Yi could create a corpse puppet after entering the Dao to speed up his cultivation.

This led him to guess Wu Wei's plan.

Even if Wu Wei didn't target him, Qian Zhuo did.

Among the new disciples this year, only myself and Ding Fuqu were of average aptitude, yet both of us were targeted and used as materials for puppet making.

At this moment, Wan Yi finally understood why newly initiated disciples were called "immortal talents".

So he wasn't a promising candidate for cultivation at all; he was just raw material for the immortal path in their eyes!

Wan Yi then thought of Jiang Chuan.

Jiang Chuan also had average talent, and he must have been targeted by someone back then, but he not only survived, but also thrived.

It seems that this Senior Brother Jiang is definitely not as warm-hearted and simple as he appears on the surface, otherwise he would have become someone else's corpse puppet long ago.