Ghost Immortal

The possession by Li Feng's ancestor was nearing its end, and the light in his Tai Chi Golden Eyes was slowly fading away.

He looked at Gao Feng, who was undergoing a transformation, and a smile appeared on his lips.

His plan succeeded.

Ever since he learned that the Corpse Demon had fled down the mountain, he had been secretly giving instructions to Gao Feng using his divine sense.

Tell him to stay at the foot of the mountain and not make a move, and wait for the corpse demon to escape down the mountain before launching a surprise attack.

He predicted that the corpse demon, after being possessed and crippled by the patriarch, would definitely flee down the mountain.

Gao Feng, having rested and prepared, caught up with the enemy perfectly.

"Master, Gao Feng has devoured the corpse core of the corpse demon and is now transforming into a demon. It is my refined corpse and will not harm the human world."

Li Feng explained to the Four-Eyebrowed Taoist, his tone tinged with pride.

"I have been secretly raising him. After the last battle with the tiger demon, I fed him the tiger demon's flesh and marrow to help him break through to the Qi Refining stage. This time, after he devoured the corpse core of the corpse demon, he actually broke through the Ba realm directly."

Master Si Mei stared at Gao Feng, his expression shifting from surprise to disbelief.

He was a Taoist priest of the Maoshan sect, belonging to the Zhi generation, and specialized in dealing with zombies, so he was naturally familiar with the evolutionary levels of zombies.

In the eyes of the Maoshan Sect, the armored corpse was already considered a rather troublesome existence.

The bronze-armored corpse requires the assistance of senior disciples of the Zhi generation, those ranked higher, to deal with it.

As for the demon, it is an even more dangerous and ferocious creature.

The land was scorched and barren, the vegetation withered and the lifeless were wiped out.

This is what makes the demon so terrifying.

"Master, don't worry, Gao Feng is completely under my control," Li Feng quickly explained.

"When I subdued him, I planted a wisp of my soul into his soul core. No matter how much he evolves, the imprint of his soul will never disappear. He will never betray me, nor will he ever kill innocent people indiscriminately."

Master Si Mei remained silent.

He looked into Li Feng's eyes and saw sincerity and candor in them.

"I believe in you. Your ability to control this demon is your destiny." The Four-Eyebrowed Taoist nodded slightly.

He changed the subject, looking at Qiu Sheng who was still panting as he ran down the mountain behind him, and said seriously, "The existence of this demon cannot be known to too many people for the time being."

"The Maoshan Sect is full of fellow disciples, but there are all sorts of birds in a big forest. A docile demon is worth as much as a celestial artifact and will attract countless covetous eyes. I suggest you hide it underground for now and do not show it to anyone easily."

"That's what I think too," Li Feng nodded in agreement. He wasn't one to seek the limelight.

Just then, Gao Feng, who was standing on the pile of bones, shuddered.

The demonic energy within his body receded, and he appeared no different from an ordinary armored corpse.

Gao Feng's gaze swept over the Four-Eyebrowed Taoist and Qiu Sheng before settling on Li Feng.

He took a step forward, the scorched earth beneath his feet collapsing under his weight, then knelt on one knee and bowed his head.

"Owner!"

His voice was hoarse and deep, but his enunciation was clear and powerful, much more fluent than before his evolution.

Li Feng walked up to him and placed his hand on his bald head.

It was scalding hot to the touch, like pressing against a red-hot iron plate.

He could sense that Gao Feng's body was filled with a vast and domineering aura of evil.

If the demonic energy of the tiger demon is a small stream, then the demonic energy within Gao Feng's body is a raging river.

Moreover, this malevolent energy is still growing.

The essence of the Corpse Demon's Corpse Pill has not yet been fully absorbed. The remaining power is slowly merging into Gao Feng's limbs and bones, causing his cultivation level to continue to rise.

If he continues to absorb at this rate, once the essence of the Corpse Pill is fully digested, Gao Feng's combat power will at least reach the level of the mid-stage Golden Core realm.

Mid-stage Golden Core.

This is a level that Li Feng wouldn't even dare to dream of.

He himself is only at the third level of Qi Refining, and there is still a long way to go before he can reach the Foundation Establishment stage.

However, the fact that he had a Golden Core stage demon as a servant made Li Feng feel somewhat unreal.

Get up.

Li Feng patted Gao Feng's bald head and nodded in satisfaction.

"Well done. The corpse core of this corpse demon combined with the demon soul of the tiger demon will just be enough to push you to the Golden Core stage. From now on, you will follow me in secret and do not show yourself without my orders."

When Gao Feng stood up, he was over ten feet tall, nearly half a body taller than an average person. Just standing behind Li Feng, he looked like an iron-gray wall.

At this moment, Qiu Sheng finally reached the foot of the mountain.

He was bent over, panting heavily, and when he saw Gao Feng standing behind Li Feng, he was so frightened that he almost fell to the ground.

"What...what kind of monster is this? What's going on? It won't eat people, will it?" Qiu Sheng asked a barrage of questions, his eyes filled with terror.

Li Feng could only offer a few simple explanations.

After hearing this, Qiu Sheng's fear turned into shock, and he couldn't help but give Li Feng a thumbs up.

"Wow, that's awesome, junior brother! With this protecting you, you can practically do whatever you want!"

"It's not that simple. There are countless strong people in the world, and I'm still far from being good enough." Li Feng shook his head modestly.

With that, he turned and led Gao Feng toward the mountain god temple. In a secluded place, he put Gao Feng into the small cauldron.

The small cauldron can not only block the aura of living people, but also the aura of demons.

In this way, as long as Gao Feng does not actively expose himself, even a cultivator of the level of Master Four Eyebrows will not be able to sense his presence.

The corpse demon has been eliminated, and Uncle Baihe's great revenge has been avenged, but there is still much to be done.

The bodies of Master Baihe and the other deceased need to be transported back to the mortuary for proper burial.

At daybreak, the three returned to the mortuary.

Qiulan had already received the message and prepared a large pot of medicinal soup in advance, waiting at the door.

Seeing the three people walk in covered in blood, her eyes immediately reddened.

Qiulan silently brought over the medicinal soup and used a clean cloth to clean the wounds of the three of them.

The Taoist priest with four eyebrows was the most seriously injured.

The backlash from the possession by the patriarch caused damage to many of his meridians and ruptured most of the capillaries under his skin.

He looked as if he had been whipped hundreds of times from head to toe with a stick, his whole body covered in purplish-blue bruises.

However, his cultivation foundation is still intact. As long as he takes good care of himself, he will not suffer any major consequences after recovering from his injuries.

Li Feng's situation is relatively better.

The ten-inch spiritual root's ability to withstand backlash far exceeds that of ordinary spiritual roots. His injuries were mainly due to the overexertion of spiritual energy, coupled with the blow to his chest from the corpse demon, but they did not cause any fundamental damage.

After Qiulan applied ointment to the bruises on his chest, he was able to get out of bed and walk.

Qiu Sheng's injury was the least severe.

After the glutinous rice completely removed the corpse poison from her face, only shallow scars remained. Qiulan said that as long as she applied the ointment on time, the scars would not remain.

But Qiu Sheng was still depressed. He looked in the mirror for a long time and muttered that if this scar stayed on his face, he would never be able to find a wife.

The Taoist priest with four eyebrows leaned against the headboard, holding the bowl of medicine that Qiu Lan had handed him. Hearing Qiu Sheng's mutterings, he scolded him irritably:

"You spineless coward, you cultivator, you still care about this? Your junior brother didn't utter a sound when a corpse demon slapped him in the chest, but you've been nagging about a scratch on your face all morning."

Qiu Sheng awkwardly shut his mouth and obediently drank his medicine.

Three days later, the funeral arrangements for Master Baihe and the other five deceased were completed.

The leader of the Maoshan Sect sent a message via flying sword from the mountain gate, expressing his condolences for the death of Daoist Baihe.

At the same time, he requested that Master Simei write down the details of the corpse demon in writing and submit it to the mountain gate for archiving, so that there would be evidence to refer to in case similar incidents occur in the future.

The letter made no mention of the demon.

In his report, Master Si Mei deliberately omitted Gao Feng's existence, only stating that the corpse demon was killed by the four people who had invited the patriarch to possess him.

Two days later, Li Feng was practicing his skills in the courtyard when he suddenly sensed a faint fluctuation coming from the small cauldron.

He probed the cauldron with his divine sense and found that Gao Feng's evolution was completely complete.

Gao Feng sat cross-legged in the cauldron, his body surrounded by scorching demonic energy.

The eerie green flames burned quietly on his arm.

No longer as ferocious as during evolution, but stable and docile.

His cultivation level has become completely stable.

In the early stage of the Golden Core realm, the level of Ba is Grade 1, which perfectly matches the description of Ba in the Maoshan School's classic texts.

Li Feng withdrew his divine sense, a satisfied smile appearing on his face.

With a fighter at the early stage of the Golden Core realm, we'll be much more confident in dealing with Gu Zhenren.

The numerous ghost Gu puppets in Gu Zhenren's hands were ultimately just miscellaneous soldiers at the Qi Refining and Spirit Root stages, utterly insignificant compared to the Golden Core stage Ba.

What we really need to worry about is Gu Zhenren's own cultivation level.

When Li Feng briefly clashed with Gu Zhenren at the crossroads in the south of the city, he felt that Gu Zhenren's cultivation was at least at the peak of Qi Refining, or even possibly at the early stage of Foundation Establishment.

However, with Gao Feng as his trump card, Li Feng is confident that he can fight even a Gu Zhenren in the Foundation Establishment stage.