The Demonic Cultivator In Zombie World

Chu Xuan soon arrived outside the Hundred Woods Spirit Nurturing Array. Four corpse puppets were guarding the periphery of the formation, vigilantly monitoring everything around.These four corpses, each at about the fourth level of corpse soldiers, possessed different spells: Rapid Eating Technique, Water Storage Technique, Purification Technique, and Self-Destruction Technique.

Initially crafted by Chu Xuan merely as cannon fodder, he later decided to train them for simple labor rather than waste their potential.

Thus, Chu Xuan named them based on the spells they possessed: Rapid Eating Corpse, Water Storage Corpse, Purifying Corpse, and Explosive Corpse. Their task was to prevent any zombies or supernatural beings from approaching; anyone daring to intrude would be swiftly executed.

This was also the case for humans reckless enough to venture too close. After all, Chu Xuan wasn't particularly concerned about losing a bit of his accumulated virtue for killing a couple of foolhardy survivors.

Moreover, these four corpse puppets were also responsible for tossing mushrooman captured by Long, Hu, and Bao into the array from various locations. Upon Chu Xuan's arrival, they emitted respectful roars, welcoming their master.

Chu Xuan nodded slightly and looked towards the center of the formation. There, fresh corpses of mushrooman had accumulated like a small hill, and many older mushrooman corpses lay on the ground. However, the essence of these corpses had already been absorbed by the array, feeding into the wood attribute embryos.

Chu Xuan's gaze then fell on the center. He immediately saw several irregular green crystals shimmering with bright green light, their brilliance far surpassing that of any Psionic core. Clearly, they had matured!

A look of pleasure crossed Chu Xuan's face. He reached out, and with a gesture of telekinesis, controlled the green crystals in his hand. Among these crystals, three were especially large and bright. They had been formed using the Psionic cores of Stinkhorn, Ink Cap, and Green Cap. seaʀᴄh the nôvelFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Chu Xuan estimated that these three crystals could be considered mid-grade spirit objects at the Foundation Establishment stage. The rest were at least of low-grade quality at the same stage. In other words, he had acquired a total of eighteen wood attribute spirit objects this time!

Moreover, more wood attribute spirit objects were nearing maturity. From their sheen, Chu Xuan predicted that within five days, he could harvest over twenty more wood attribute spirit objects. This would not only suffice to fully refine the Evil Wood Spiritual Body but also leave surplus spirit objects for future use.

Whether continuing to consume them to fully develop or even perfect the Evil Wood Spiritual Body, or selling them in the cultivators' market, all options were excellent.

"This way, I've essentially become a broker between two worlds," Chu Xuan mused with a light chuckle. "Utilizing mushrooman on Blue Star to produce wood attribute spirit objects, then selling them at a high price on Mystic Azure Realm."

An incredibly profitable venture indeed! By doing so, he acquired a vast amount of spirit stones, while cultivators obtained valuable wood attribute spirit objects—a win-win situation.

Several days later, as Chu Xuan had predicted, another batch of wood attribute spirit objects matured. After counting them, including the previous ones, he had three mid-grade and forty-one low-grade spirit objects at the Foundation Establishment stage.

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"That's enough," Chu Xuan affirmed. He immediately returned to the center of the Soul-Capturing Evil-Nurturing Array and sat down to commence his cultivation, consuming one of the spirit objects.

A mid-grade Foundation Establishment stage spirit object dissolved quickly under the influence of his Spiritual Qi, transforming into a powerful surge of wood attribute Spiritual Qi.

This Qi, guided by his spiritual cultivation, gradually spread throughout his limbs and body, eventually forming a faint network of green veins across his entire being.

If a Golden Core expert could inspect Chu Xuan internally at this moment, they would discover that from his organs to his skin, subtle green vascular traces ran throughout his body, akin to a new set of organs. With these, Chu Xuan's affinity for the natural wood Spiritual Qi of the world significantly increased.

Currently, having consumed only one wood attribute spirit object, these green vascular traces remained faint and fine—hardly visible unless looked at closely. After all thirty-three wood attribute spirit objects were refined, these green traces would become fully interconnected, marking the minor completion of the Evil Wood Spiritual Body!

Chu Xuan settled down to continue his cultivation, processing one wood attribute spirit object every three days. After ninety-nine days, the green vascular network sprawled across his body like a spiderweb. At that moment, it felt as though a tree had grown within him, its branches and leaves reaching out, sensing everything in the world.

"It is done!" Chu Xuan suddenly opened his eyes, a look of joy spreading across his face. The Evil Wood Spiritual Body had reached minor completion! From now on, he was a cultivator with a postnatal spiritual body, which would greatly accelerate his cultivation speed compared to those with average spiritual roots. His progress to the seventh level of Foundation Establishment would also quicken substantially.

Chu Xuan calmed his heart and continued his cultivation, completely disengaged from all external affairs—be they supernatural beings, Ship Gang, or the Linjiang military. None of these mattered to him now. His only focus was on reaching the seventh level of Foundation Establishment...

Time passed unknowingly, and another spring and autumn came and went. In the eastern provinces of Linjiang, Hanhai, and Jingshan, collectively known as the Eastern Three Provinces, a rumor began to circulate.

It was said that in a certain city within Linjiang Province, an immortal resided. This immortal could effortlessly neutralize a horde of zombies capable of annihilating an entire city. The Dual-Headed Pythons that the Linjiang Army struggled to cope with were slain by him on the spot. The mushrooman that swept through the Eastern Three Provinces were easily eradicated by him.

As time progressed, the tales of the immortal became more divine. Some said he could slay level-five zombies with a single stroke of his sword. Others claimed he could appear thousands of kilometers away in the blink of an eye. There were also stories of him flying through the skies on his sword, rescuing all those suffering and in distress.

If not for the immortal's intervention, the Eastern Three Provinces would have long become a realm dominated by supernatural beings, with no space for human survivors to exist. Many survivors felt profound gratitude towards this unseen immortal.

Compared to the northern part of the Han Country, where the Zombie Empress reigned, or the south plagued by venomous creatures, or the west overrun with man-eating vines, the Eastern Three Provinces seemed almost like a paradise. Here, at least, there were no overwhelmingly powerful supernatural beings; at least, there was a place for the survivors.

Of course, there were those who harbored discontent or disdain towards the immortal. They thought that, at best, the immortal was merely a powerful superhuman. The term "immortal" was just a self-aggrandizing label. To put it more harshly, they considered him a pretender.

Furthermore, if the immortal was truly as powerful as the rumors suggested, why hadn't he appeared earlier to support the collapsing order?

After so many years of the virus outbreak, which had caused the death and suffering of so many humans, why had he not come forward sooner to save the world?

Such words, when heard by those who had witnessed Chu Xuan in action, were met with scorn. Idiots. They had not seen the power of the immortal and thus could speak such words. Had they seen even a glimpse of his capabilities, they would be clinging to the immortal's leg, calling him "father."