nd. If he were willing to pay the price and use talismans and sword qi thunder sounds, the two-headed hound's speed would still be inferior to his.But he didn't do that. Instead, he kept a safe distan...It should be noon, but the waters around Mount Kirishima are darker than usual. A hazy shape of an island can be seen through the dense fog.

Mount Kishima has a larger population than Oshima. Although the island is not large, its streets are narrow and the monks hurry to and fro, giving one the feeling of being crowded.

Qin Sang had already changed into a black robe and, after observing for a moment, leaped onto the island, blending into the crowd. He walked to the front of a large shop.

“Senior, please!”

There were quite a few young girls in the shop, all at the Qi Refining stage of cultivation. They weren't surprised by Qin Sang's attire.

As Qin Sang entered, a young girl immediately greeted him enthusiastically, with a smile, leading him into a quiet room and sealing the restrictions.

The young girl curtsied, her voice respectful as she said, "I wonder, senior, are you looking to buy or sell treasures Our shop has magical artifacts, pills, and martial arts techniques..."

Qin Sang was very familiar with this shop. Before the girl could finish her words, he waved his hand and said in a hoarse voice, concisely: "Selling corpses!"

As he spoke, he opened the pouch of corpse puppets beneath his black robe, and nine refined corpses flew out at once, lining up behind him in a single file.

Nine corpse puppets stood silently behind Qin Sang, each wearing an identical silver mask. Their faces had been disfigured by Qin Sang and were covered with the masks.

A pair of jet-black eyes peeked out from the two empty sockets of the mask, radiating a strange and eerie gaze that was deeply unsettling.

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The corpse was filled with an oppressive and sinister aura.

For a moment, the temperature in the still room plummeted, and a chilling aura permeated the air.

These corpses were all opponents hunted down by Qin Sang over this period. Those with intact bodies and undamaged qi seas were made into sha corpses by him, but the highest cultivation level they had in life was only the mid-stage of foundation establishment.

... corpses crafted by cultivators in the later stage of foundation building, as well as living corpses, Qin Sang kept them for himself.

Cultivators from both domains fought fiercely, especially in the later stages. Every time they went out, they had to travel in groups and rarely ventured alone. Qin Sang didn't want others to know about his corpse refinement abilities.

He can conjure up one or two zombies to save himself in times of crisis, but he cannot keep them by his side all the time, otherwise, what's the difference between him and the Demon Sect

I can't explain to the sect.

Wars naturally result in corpses. These refined corpses accumulated in Qin Sang's hands, and there wasn't much use for them in the short term. In the end, Qin Sang decided to sell the weaker refined corpses, using them to obtain resources for cultivation.

Kaitenjima is a perfect place to sell stolen goods.

Qin Sang summoned the Corpse Refiner, making a horrifying move. The young girl didn't show much fear, as if selling Corpse Refiners was an ordinary thing.

That's indeed the case.

In the cultivation world, it's commonplace for cultivators who practice demonic or ghostly arts to sell refined corpses, yin spirits, ghost masters, and so on. Likewise, cultivators proficient in puppetry sell spiritual puppets, while those who can command beasts offer up spiritual beasts – all perfectly normal.

Reanimated corpses, they can also be a commodity.

However, the sects that are proficient in spiritual puppetry, like Xiaohan Yu, are few and far between, with little renown. In contrast, the demonic path is quite prosperous.

The girl clearly wasn't seeing someone selling corpses for the first time. She just raised an eyebrow in surprise, amazed that this person could bring out so many corpses to sell.

"Have someone come over and give me a price for these corpse refinement."

Qin Sang said lightly.

The young girl's eyes turned, her gaze sweeping over the nine corpses. Just as she was about to turn and call for an attendant, her figure froze. Surprise flashed in her eyes, and she whispered, "Please wait a moment, senior."

He then hurried away, his steps so hasty that he nearly tripped on the way out. He also forgot to close the door.

Her unusual behavior didn't escape Qin Sang's eyes.

Qin Sang secretly frowned, turning to look at the corpse refiners. These corpse refiners had damaged faces, wearing masks and the same black robes. Not even a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment stage could tell anything about them just by looking.

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There is only one reason, the Earthly Fiend's Qi.

This is also the biggest difference between Qin Sang's refining of corpses and that of others. The Tian Shi Zong uses Di Sha Qi to refine corpses, while almost all other demon cultivators use Yin Sha Qi to nurture corpses.

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Qin Sang tapped his finger on the table, a thoughtful expression on his face. Before he could make any other move, a series of hurried footsteps suddenly rang out from outside.

Qin Sang's expression moved slightly, his gaze fixed on the quiet room entrance. Then he saw a round figure appear at the doorway, walking in with a full smile on his face.

Among cultivators, it's truly rare to see someone as obese as this man. The doorway of the meditation room barely accommodates him.

"This friend is very polite. My surname is Bao, and I am the manager of this small shop."

The official walked in, bowing with his hands clasped. Because he was so rotund, only his nod could be seen, and it was almost impossible to tell if he had bent over.

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“Don't worry, old man, I know you.”

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This person is not simple, don't underestimate them.

Qin Sang returned a courtesy, "Old man just wants to sell a few refined corpses, didn't expect to disturb the person in charge."

“My friend, you are indeed an old acquaintance!”

The matter-at-hand wore a smile and sat down in front of Qin Sang, glancing at the corpse cultivator behind him, "Fellow Daoist's corpse cultivator is very unique, able to borrow the power of Earth Fiends to cultivate corpses. Bao has never seen anyone else do this before, so he was deeply impressed by fellow Daoist."

Qin Sang let out a cold snort, displeasure evident in his voice. "Are you investigating me, Bao Guan Shi Or is it that using Earth Sha Qi to refine corpses has offended your sensibilities"

“I dare not, I dare not...”

The guarantor waved his hands repeatedly, “Friend, please don’t misunderstand… Sigh! Let me just be straight with you! Friend, I heard you used to sell corpses at a small shop before. This is your private matter, and I have never intended to investigate you. However, some time ago, I accidentally saw a corpse that was very similar to your creations, but also slightly different, so I wanted to ask you for clarification.”

Hearing this from Fatty, Qin Sang immediately realized his purpose. He said calmly, "You're saying the live corpse I brought out at the auction"

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“Zombies! Yes! Zombies!”

The guarantor nodded repeatedly, "The name 'corpse' is very fitting. That corpse's spirit is clearly stronger than these reanimated corpses, it's very different!"

Qin Sang chuckled lightly, "What Is the Daoist interested in corpses"

Six months ago, he attended an auction on Mount Kirishima. There was a high-quality spiritual herb that could enhance one's cultivation being auctioned off. At the time, he was short on funds but was determined to obtain this kind of spiritual herb. In the end, he took out a living corpse and managed to persuade the owner of the spiritual herb to exchange it for him.

This was his only time exposing the existence of the undead, but he didn't expect it to fall into the eyes of someone with ill intentions.

The matter-at-hand, without any hesitation, acknowledged this and slightly bowed his head. "Bao Mou is presumptuous, I would like to ask, how many zombies are in Dao You's hands What is the strongest among them"

“My friend, don't you know these issues are private”

Qin Sang snorted, "However, this old man can answer you. The difficulty of refining such a zombie is extremely high, and this old man only has one in his hands. After being replaced with elixir, it's gone. As for its strength, it's about the same as this kind of zombie. If you want to buy it, this old man still has better quality zombies in his hands. As long as the price is fair, he can sell a few to you." there were lone human infants, and they were being pursued by them, their chances of escape would be slim. But now they've encountered someone whose speed is even faster than theirs."Raiton no Jutsu!...