Becoming a true immortal through my descendents' praying-Chapter 327 - 295: Corpse Refining Technique Emperor Yin_2

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But the premise is that he must succeed in the challenge. Yang Fu never does things he’s not sure of.

The old ancestor didn’t signal which means he allows him to rely on his own abilities.

Yang Genshuo frowned as he looked at the screen.

He didn’t speak because he himself was not familiar with Qimen Dunjia.

After Yang Qiang entered the Heavenly Mechanism Sect, he realized that he couldn’t see through everything. What if he went in and couldn’t get out?

Yang Genshuo also agreed to first secure the steady gemstones.

Having been in the Immortal Palace for a week, Yang Genshuo also deduced a pattern from the group’s actions.

Every day, Yang Qiangyou would consistently find 4 to 6 gemstones, and accidentally stumble upon 1 to 3 treasures.

This was the team’s base income without doing anything.

In addition, Yang Fu and Pot Brother’s pursuit of the Shadows of the Myriad Tribes also yielded some loot, but it was sparse, averaging about 2 gemstones a day.

Their largest source of gemstones was actually provided by the Shadow of the Demon Fox.

Just capturing a cultivator for a game of chess meant 2 gemstones.

When lucky, like today, bringing 5 at once meant a direct gain of 10 gemstones!

They even expanded into new services, helping others open treasures and earning 3 gemstones.

Quite profitable.

In this week’s time, Yang Fu’s group made a killing with 70 gemstones!

Out of those, they spent 5 to exchange for the Wisdom Fruit, and 12 to get the Ruyi Sword.

Currently, the trio has a total of 53 gemstones in hand.

All in Yang Fu’s pocket.

It’s a fortune!

With Yang Fu’s special privilege to double their value, it’s equivalent to the purchasing power of 106 gemstones!

10 Wisdom Fruits still remaining!

It could match a hundred years of cultivation!

This was their harvest for the week!

Therefore, Yang Fu didn’t want to take risks but rather wanted to protect the trove of gemstones and continue expansion.

He believed that even if the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Treasure the old ancestor requested was rare, 100 gemstones would suffice!

He needed to save up another 47 gemstones.

The trio continued to explore the Dragon God Immortal Palace; the two Wood Charm Sect cultivators Yang Fu was raising were also scampering all over the place, appearing to be quite successful in their endeavors.

"Wait another week... then slaughter one."

The pig-raising strategy cannot feed them too fat, otherwise, it would be terrible if one couldn’t defeat the pig.

Fortunately, the two Wood Charm Sect cultivators were taking different routes and not acting together; otherwise, it would be somewhat tricky for Yang Fu.

Under the moonlight, the resplendent buildings of the Dragon God Immortal Palace were coated in a layer of silver light, appearing even more luxurious.

Looking at the round moon in the sky, Yang Fu felt something was amiss.

"Do you guys feel anything?"

Pot Brother: "No... What’s up?"

Yang Qiangyou: "I see a rat below; let’s go catch it together! I’m a bit hungry..."

Hearing this, Yang Fu immediately furrowed his brow.

"Someone’s coming!"

Yang Qiangyou would passively avoid danger. Now that he wanted to chase a rat in the shadows... it meant that perhaps fate was guiding him to avoid something.

Yang Fu didn’t move.

Because, at the moment, in the Dragon God Immortal Palace, the most dangerous person... was himself.

Capturing others to play chess was the main task.

"Which esteemed friend is this, please come down for a chat!"

Yang Fu shouted loudly.

In the sky, a speck flew rapidly towards them.

Boom!

A coffin descended from the heavens!

"Thunder Prison Soul Suppressing Saber!"

"Evil spirits begone!"

Murong Ziyuan’s signature move, now fully taught to Yang Fu.

This was an Unnamed Thunder Technique that Murong Ziyuan had obtained in an Ancient Immortal Mansion, containing extremely fierce moves!

If it could be paired with the Thunderbolt Sword from the Immortal Mansion, it would be even more powerful.

But unfortunately, before Murong Ziyuan came to the Spirit Miao Continent to help Xuan Stone Sect suppress Demon Cultivators, the Thunderbolt Sword was split in two, leaving one for Yang Shi and the other for Ding Zhen.

However, now Yang Fu had the Ruyi Sword!

A High Grade Treasure!

This coffin did not come with good intentions!

Yang Fu turned his Ruyi Sword into a Thunder Blade, slicing with a thousand arcs of electricity towards the coffin!

With this strike, Yang Fu intended to kill his enemy!

Crack, crack, crack~

The coffin closed up automatically, revealing a zombie inside with blotchy skin and oozing black vapors.

It reached out one of its hands towards the Thunder Blade.

Boom!!!

The zombie’s hand was chopped into minced meat, and electric arcs wildly scrambled over its body.

The Ruyi Sword turned into a beam of light and flew back into Yang Fu’s hand, his whole body covered in Thunder Spiritual Power, and his eyes flickering with pale blue lightning.

"What is this thing?"

Pot Brother, pulling Yang Qiangyou to hide below, looked tense.

"Damn! It’s Corpse Refining Technique! This is a zombie, its real body isn’t here!"

"Cough cough~ Unexpectedly, someone knows the Corpse Refining Technique of the Yin Family."

A frail voice came from behind Pot Brother, and a terrifying pressure descended instantly!

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Brother Pot felt a tingling on his scalp!

"The Immortal Pot appears!"

Behind Brother Pot, the silhouette of a large black pot materialized.

Emperor Yin gently pushed out a palm, striking the large pot behind Brother Pot.

Boom!

Brother Pot, carrying Yang Qiangyou, was sent flying three miles away!

The silhouette of the black pot shattered bit by bit, and Brother Pot spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Although Yang Qiangyou had not received a direct hit, the enormous impact from the clash of spiritual power between two cultivators at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Stage caused him to be severely injured!

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Yang Qiangyou spat out a large mouthful of fresh blood and then fell unconscious.

"You’er!"

Yang Fu roared in anger, and his spiritual power surged once again!

The accumulation from the twentieth level of Qi Cultivation instantly erupted.

At the same time, he activated his divine skills.

"Six Elements Return to Unity!"

Within his divine skills field, six types of spiritual energies were stripped away!

Everyone had to fight using the methods of a Qi Refining Stage cultivator!

The might of heaven and earth could not be called upon!

Next, Yang Fu gripped the Ruyi Sword in his hand and charged toward Emperor Yin’s white-robed true form like a flying swan.

Whoosh!

A shadow rapidly blocked his path.

The black zombie Emperor Yin’s hands had regrown, intact.

With black corpse qi emanating from his face, he reached out with both grotesque hands towards Yang Fu!

"You, are mine!"

"Scram!"

Yang Fu’s body expanded, unleashing the full strength of his Divinity Realm Great Perfection physique!

He struck with the Ruyi Sword, imbued with thunder spiritual power.

Splat!

With one strike, he severed the zombie’s arms!

The zombie looked at its falling arms with a face full of astonishment, seemingly not expecting its body to be chopped twice in succession by one person.

Yang Fu rushed toward the terrifyingly powerful true form of Emperor Yin.

"Dare to harm my son, you, have chosen the Path of Death!"

In the sky, it was as if the Thunder God had descended!

Behind Yang Fu, six streams of spiritual power as thick as solids crazily rotated, a vast amount of spiritual energy burst forth, providing him with an endless supply of spiritual power.

This was the first time Yang Fu had used all his strength in Dragon God Immortal Palace!

The mysterious people and zombies before him brought his sense of crisis to the extreme!

"Cough cough, such a strange Qi Cultivation... It’s somewhat similar to my family’s martial arts."

Emperor Yin wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, then casually extended his palm, perfectly blocking the tip of Yang Fu’s sword.

Clang!

A clear sound came from the point of collision, and a powerful wave of spiritual power swept across several miles in an instant!

Emperor Yin’s palm, with just a small wound leaking drops of red blood...

Yang Fu’s eyes widened in shock!

What kind of physique was this!

Yang Fu prided himself on his body being heavily tempered by the Heavenly Tribulation, with his Divinity Realm physique now as tough as a magic artifact.

But the palm of the opponent... had actually withstood his integrated strike of martial arts and techniques!

Seeing blood, Emperor Yin’s face turned even paler and uglier.

"Cough cough cough! You... have angered me."

Boom!!!

In the air, countless corpse qi descended, and Yang Fu’s divine skill "Six Elements Return to Unity" was ineffective against this strange cultivator!

He did not cultivate the Five Elements or the Thunder Technique!

Instead, he cultivated... corpse qi!

Beneath the Dragon God Immortal Palace, wisps of black smoke rose, transforming into the shadowy figures of the dead from all races, with eerie green light flickering in their eyes, all staring at Yang Fu.

At this moment, all the corpse qi within the Dragon God Immortal Palace was being drawn!

Emperor Yin floated among the corpse qi like the king of the Underworld, looking indifferently at Yang Fu as if he were looking at a corpse.

"In my name, I grant the Immortal Emperor fried dough sticks!"

"Yang Fu, open your mouth!"

Behind him, Brother Pot produced a large, thick golden-brown fried dough stick, which he forcefully threw, turning into a streak of light that entered Yang Fu’s mouth.

Huff!

Spiritual power swelled up like hot oil poured onto water, bubbling furiously!

At this moment, his strength soared tremendously!

The Earth Spirit Pavilion’s number one support had made his move!

Brother Pot said fiercely, "Give him a good beating!!!"

"Alright!"

Yang Fu was not alone!

He had the number one support cultivator of the Earth Spirit Pavilion, the Immortal Chef.

This person was strange, but together, they could definitely beat him!

Meanwhile, Yang Qiangyou, who had been fed an Immortal Bean by the Immortal Chef, also woke up, his spirits restored.

"Dad... run!"

"I just dreamt that you... died here."

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