Chapter 39: Zombie Demon Secret Technique

Wang Yu feigned surprise.

“You’re not going to do it? Then sitting in that position, you’re just a figurehead. You don’t even have the ability to appoint your own people. What good are you?”

As their collaboration continued, their interests became more entangled, and Wang Yu seemed to take the lead, becoming less polite in his speech. He had noticed Zhao Shang’s increasing concern about the Alchemist’s Guild, which suggested an issue with his money-making channels, perhaps leaving this as his only option.

Zhao Shang looked around, then gave Wang Yu a meaningful glance and whispered, “Did you know that three months ago, True Disciple Su took a concubine?”

Wang Yu’s eyes showed a flicker of surprise. He pretended to be familiar with the news and nodded, though in truth he had never heard of it. “So what? Is she your childhood sweetheart or something?”

“You!” Zhao Shang exclaimed, then took out a magical jade pendant and activated it. A sound-insulating barrier enveloped them, showing his extreme caution. He then pointed a finger towards the ceiling.

“That person is right here in the building. Gao Qiuyue, the cultivator who used to be in charge of resource allocation and treatment within the building, was a close friend of mine. Now—it’s over! That little bitch took her position the moment she arrived. Now she wants to seize my authority over task assignments and the management of the Vital Energy Chambers. I suspect she wants to bring her own people into the building to cultivate.”

“That’s quite ruthless,” Wang Yu said, genuinely surprised.

“That’s not all. A few days ago, she even tried to target the Foundation Establishment cultivators, attempting to force them out of the building.”

Wang Yu was truly stunned. She was representing True Disciple Su at the Ice and Snow Pavilion, and she wanted to dismiss the main forces under the True Disciple’s command? It was like hearing that a concubine had dismissed a general defending the frontier—utterly absurd.

“What’s the background of this concubine? Could there be something we don’t know?”

Wang Yu’s question was very shrewd. Zhao Shang, unaware of any ulterior motive, immediately replied, “Nothing, she’s just a woman who got incredibly lucky.”

“Then have you ever considered how she met True Disciple Su?”

“This—”

“Zhao is truly unaware. Does Brother Wang have any insights?”

“What does that have to do with me?” Wang Yu casually dismissed the topic, feeling it wasn’t his concern and preferring to stay out of it. “Help me find some missions outside the sect. The reward isn’t important; I need safety and long-term prospects.”

Zhao Shang was taken aback, then said with some anger, “Aren’t you worried she’ll kick me out and all our underhanded dealings will be exposed? You want to run now? I won’t help you!”

“Who’s been engaging in underhanded dealings with you? If you’re uncultured, don’t misuse words.” Wang Yu was utterly speechless, then added, “Stop pretending, it’s nauseating. What kind of person are you, Zhao Shang, to hold such a crucial position under True Disciple Su? Do you really think I don’t know you at all? What can a mere concubine do to you? Come on, just get it done quickly.”

Hearing this, Zhao Shang suddenly fell silent, then said meaningfully, “Even though it might not seem safe within the sect, as long as you stay on the main path, you won’t die accidentally. The outside is different. Flying in the sky, you could die at any moment, and there are all sorts of dangers.”

These weren’t words of kind advice, but a warning to Wang Yu. If Wang Yu left the sect, Zhao Shang would find an opportunity to crush him.

Their eyes were locked, and Wang Yu suddenly smiled. “You’re afraid of me.”

“I’m afraid you’ll run off and get me into trouble.”

“Perhaps.”

Shrugging, Wang Yu turned to leave. After a moment of silence, Zhao Shang threw out a token and explained, “This is the Profound Bone Token. It’s for a rotation that happens once every five years, with the destination being Profound Bone Mountain. The next rotation is more than a year away, but you can join the team then.”

Zhao Shang’s explanation wasn’t very clear, but Wang Yu could investigate it himself. One thing was certain: Zhao Shang was very wary of him. After all, they had known each other for a long time, and each understood the other's true nature quite well. It was only a matter of time before they would try to eliminate each other. True Disciple Su couldn’t solve this; only those who knew the secret could be eliminated.

“Whether I go or not is still up in the air.” Muttering to himself, Wang Yu left the Ice and Snow Pavilion.

The next day.

Blood Nether Workshop, Azure Consort Pavilion! This establishment was a joint venture between the Spirit Reversal Blood Sect and another major demonic sect, the Joyous Harmony Sect. The Joyous Harmony Sect supplied the “goods,” while the Spirit Reversal Blood Sect handled the operations. It provided cultivation vessels of all ages, both male and female. Located in the heartland of another sect, the latter merely provided the territory but still claimed five-tenths of the net profit, making it the most bustling and prosperous place among all ten Blood Reversal Workshops. Thousands of people entered and exited daily.

It was truly a fine place to “arrange flowers and play with jade.” If you were to ask: what flowers were arranged? What jade was played with? The flowers arranged were vibrant, eloquent blossoms, and the jade played with was soul-stirring, beautiful countenances.

Wang Yu came to this place with his own ulterior motive. He entered the establishment and paid with spirit stones. As many cultivators had a preference for purity, the Azure Consort Pavilion also offered virgins. For those who didn’t mind, there were also highly skilled services from well-bred young ladies available for a higher tip.

Considering he had yet to experience intimacy in this life, Wang Yu spared no expense to purchase a virgin cultivation vessel for a night of pleasure. While waiting, he couldn’t help but sigh. His fortune teller had once told him that he carried a hidden treasure, deeply concealed within the mundane world, but alas, it was covered in dust and never polished. Only the beauties of the Azure Consort Pavilion could make it shine.

There was no other meaning. Wang Yu simply planned to cultivate the Corpse Demon Secret Art. Considering that for the next hundred years, or even longer, he would be able to look but not touch, he felt he had to indulge himself beforehand, purely for the sake of his mental well-being. Being in the demonic path, it was inevitable to be influenced by the environment during one’s growth. For the sake of psychological health, it was worth trying.

“Young Master~” A captivating, enchanting voice purred from behind him. A seductive woman in a red, sheer dress walked with graceful, alluring steps. Her full, snowy peaks and perfectly rounded buttocks showcased her slender, elegant figure. She sat down close to Wang Yu, her beautiful eyes sparkling.

“Husband~” At that moment, another cool, clear voice sounded. A young woman, dressed in a flowing azure and white cloud-patterned gown, emerged from behind the balcony screen. Her face was beautiful enough to make fish sink and geese fall, and her skin was pure white and delicate. Her chest was modest, like a budding flower. Her long legs were perfectly straight and shapely, their curves flawless. Wearing the Joyous Harmony Sect’s specialty, “Azure Lotus White Lotus Silken Socks,” she gently settled to Wang Yu’s right and draped her slender hand around his robust waist.

“Hiss—” Wang Yu couldn't help but gasp. He had only thought about overdrawing his future needs today, without considering whether his body could handle it. Just then, a soft, warm object rested against the back of Wang Yu’s head, as if trying to envelop him. The sensation was exquisite and utterly comfortable.

“Little brother~” Another tall beauty, in a blue gown with a plunging neckline and a skirt slit to her waist, bit his ear. Her voice was so deliciously soft it made one lose all self-control.

No wonder there was an ancient saying: “The land of beauties is the tomb of heroes.” The ancestors truly did not deceive me!

Tonight—was destined to be sleepless.

When the sun was high in the sky and illuminated the world, Wang Yu, feeling a noticeable increase in his spiritual energy, gently pushed aside the jade-like arm draped across his chest and carefully rose from the bed. He immediately winced with a sharp hiss as a result of the soreness in his lower back. He glanced back with a hint of reluctance, then resolved to leave the Azure Consort Pavilion. At the same time,

Slot 3: Corpse Demon Secret Art.“Corpse Demon Secret Art (0/100): 1,440 practices per day, can be mastered in three months.”

From this day forward, he would be constrained by this secret art. His body would become like an ancient corpse, making it impossible to experience today’s delights again!