The Demonic Cultivator In Zombie World

After Xiao Huo successfully opened two Insect Orifices, he immediately received substantial support from the Fire Ant Tribe. The treatment for someone with two Insect Orifices was nearly equivalent to that of a Silver Insect Master. However, since Xiao Huo already resided in a red-brick house, he didn't need to relocate.

Chieftain Lie Xiu personally selected several capable women to prepare Xiao Huo's daily meals and attend to his domestic needs, ensuring his basic living expenses were fully covered by the tribe.

Thus, Xiao Huo no longer needed to hunt Grey Earth Worms for money or consume the poorly flavored meat porridge. He could now dedicate more time to cultivation.

Additionally, Master Zhu held daily classes for the youths who had opened their Insect Orifices, imparting various kinds of knowledge. Chu Xuan watched Xiao Huo getting on the right track and nodded in satisfaction.

Xiao Huo had become the tribe's cherished Holy Son, and his status had risen dramatically. He would undoubtedly gain access to more methods of cultivating yao insects in the future, which was of utmost interest to Chu Xuan.

"This Grey Earth Worm cultivation method is too simplistic for my needs," Chu Xuan thought, dismissing the technique that he had mastered in just five days.

Grey Earth Worms, the most common and numerous Iron-level Yao insects in the cave world, had a very low upper limit. In a large nest, among tens of thousands of Grey Earth Worms, at most one might reach the Bronze level, with the rest remaining at the Iron level.

However, the cultivation method allowed for elevating the Grey Earth Worms from the lowest Iron level up to the Silver level. Yao insects began at the Iron level and could ascend to Bronze, Silver, Gold, and higher levels.

In the vast cave world, Iron-level Yao insects were the most abundant and weakest. Even taming Iron-level yao insects wouldn't significantly enhance one's power, leading to the dismissal of the Iron Insect Master rank by cultivators.

Chu Xuan had not yet encountered higher-level Yao insects and thus couldn't assess their true capabilities. However, it was evident that a small tribe's chieftain possessing the strength of a Silver Insect Master indicated that Silver-level Yao insects were not rare.

"Xiao Huo's first Yao insect is an Iron-level Black-Back Worm," Chu Xuan noted. "With his two Insect Orifices, he will definitely be able to form a contract with another insect, likely a Fire Ant, which shares characteristics with the Fire Bee. If I could obtain the Fire Ant cultivation method, it might actually be of some use to me."

Seeing Xiao Huo deep in blissful sleep, Chu Xuan withdrew his attention.

As Chu Xuan emerged from his cultivation chamber with a swift stride, Zhu Jie, who had been waiting outside, promptly rose to greet him. "Elder! You have finally finished your retreat!"

Chu Xuan nodded slightly. "Prepare some food."

"Yes! Right away!" Zhu Jie responded respectfully and hurried off. Moments later, a long table laden with sixty exquisite dishes was set before Chu Xuan, showcasing Zhu Jie's culinary talent with a spread that included both hot and cold, meat and vegetarian options.

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As Chu Xuan feasted heartily, he inquired about the current affairs in Northern Cold. Zhu Jie, animated with excitement, replied, "While you were in seclusion, our Wu Kingdom's three sects have been completely victorious! For some unknown reason, all the Nascent Soul cultivators of the righteous sects have mysteriously disappeared, leaving their Golden Core cultivators no match for us. Just a few days ago, our three Nascent Soul ancestors jointly shattered the grand formation of the Golden Phoenix Sect. It won't be long before we cleanse all the righteous dao in Northern Cold!"

Grinning, Zhu Jie added, "At that point, Northern Cold will be under the complete control of our three sects!"

Chu Xuan, picking up a thin slice of translucent meat, continued eating and asked, "How are my senior brothers and sisters faring now?"

"They're all busy plundering treasures outside; it's been a long time since any of them returned," Zhu Jie hurriedly replied. "I heard that Elder Cao Mo and Elder Bai Jinkun have amassed the most loot, living quite luxuriously."

Zhu Jie looked up tentatively, "Elder, why don't you go out and seize some treasures too? Isn't this the perfect time to wipe them out? So many righteous cultivators would make excellent vessels for soul extraction."

Chu Xuan chuckled lightly, "I'd rather not get involved in that mess. It's better to avoid conflicts with my fellow seniors."

"By the way, did any of the disciples from Black Devil Peak go out?" he asked.

Zhu Jie gave a troubled smile and eventually nodded, "Yes, Wang Hu and a few others couldn't hold back and went out together to grab some treasures."

Chu Xuan said indifferently, "It doesn't matter, just as long as they don't carry the name of Black Devil Peak outdoors."

He deliberately avoided competing for spoils to avoid unnecessary trouble. Less is more, and if his subordinates brought trouble his way by slaughtering indiscriminately under the name of Black Devil Peak, he would deal with both the trouble and the troublemakers decisively.

"Rest assured, you have always taught Wang Hu and the others this way; they naturally wouldn't act under the name of Black Devil Peak," Zhu Jie assured, nodding.

Chu Xuan said nothing more but continued to eat while perusing messages from Myriad Souls about the ongoing conflicts in Northern Cold. The unification of Northern Cold seemed merely a matter of time, and so far, nothing seemed amiss.

In the still of the night, a shadowy figure approached the Yin Soul Mountain Range, arriving at the foot of Black Devil Peak. She gazed at the ominously dark mountain with a venomous glint in her eyes. Extending her hand, she drew a cultivator's soul from the large Soul Banner she carried.

"Is that Lin Fan on Black Devil Peak?" she inquired of the quivering soul.

"Yes, he has been in seclusion there for a long time, not stepping out even once," the soul responded fearfully.

"Good." The woman sneered coldly and crushed the cultivator's soul between her fingers.

She swiftly approached the entrance to Black Devil Peak. The area was protected by an array that only allowed entry to those with a Black Devil Peak token. Effortlessly, she produced a token and entered the peak.

The sparse moonlight illuminated her face, revealing a sharp and sinister visage, somewhat reminiscent of Ma Zouri from Original Yang Sect, a false soul-stage cultivator.

This woman was Ma Feiyue, a Nascent Soul cultivator of the Ma family who had reached the Nascent Soul stage two hundred years ago and was recruited by the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace.

Recently, she had learned that her youngest son, Ma Zouri, who had been left behind in Northern Cold, had been slain by demonic cultivators. Enraged by the news, she spoke to herself, "Myriad Souls Elder, Zheng Ji, and Guan Tong are all busy fighting over territories. The mountain gates of the three demonic sects of the Wu Kingdom are terribly unguarded. Lin Fan... I'll start with you!

How dare your subordinates exterminate my family's descendants? I will massacre Black Devil Peak, capture your soul, and make it accompany my descendant in death! After slaughtering Black Devil Peak, I will destroy the Myriad Souls Sect next. I want Zheng Ji and the others to realize there are some people you cannot provoke! There are some people you cannot kill!"

Her aura surged instantly, reaching the third level of the Nascent Soul stage.

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