Chapter 515: Bringing Benefits

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Inside Nanyue City.

Mr. Zhuang shook his head and said helplessly:

"Each time he makes such a big fuss, this child, he really doesn't let people rest easy..."

Puppet Elder glanced at him. "You look quite happy..."

Mr. Zhuang couldn't help but smile. "It's alright."

He is my disciple after all!

Puppet Elder was speechless, then frowned and said:

"Dao sin kneeling... the karma is probably great..."

Mr. Zhuang shook his head and corrected him:

"First, this is not yet a Dao sin..."

"That method set up by my senior brother, which would turn the Corpse King into a Dao sin, had two conditions."

"One was for this Nanyue City to re-refine the hundred-year zombie, slowly creating killing sin, amidst the corpse gas, foul gas, dead gas, and resentful gas, allowing this Corpse King to slowly awaken."

"Second, was for the matter to be exposed, and for the Corpse King to devour its master, then it could immediately become a sin."

"But evil cannot overcome the righteous, and the Lingshu Evil Array could not suppress the Lingshu Absolute Array."

"So Lu Chengyun was never completely the Corpse King's master from beginning to end, the Corpse King's master has always been this child, Mo Hua."

"If it didn't eat Mo Hua, it couldn't devour its master."

"Therefore, this Corpse King is only a half-step Dao sin, or rather, a Dao sin disaster embryo, not yet transformed into a Dao sin body."

Mr. Zhuang looked at Puppet Elder again and continued:

"Second, even if it is a Dao sin, it's nothing."

"Mo Hua, this child, made it kneel with his ability."

"Since it knelt, it means submission. This Dao imprint will be engraved within the karma Dao essence and cannot be changed."

"For Mo Hua, this is actually also an opportunity..."

"As for how to use this heaven-defying karma, he will have to learn that later."

After Mr. Zhuang finished speaking, he also felt some emotion:

"However, although it is said to be some opportunity and coincidence, to be able to make a Dao sin bend the knee and kneel, it is still a bit... too absurd..."

Puppet Elder said silently: "You didn't figure it out?"

Mr. Zhuang said unhappily: "I'm not a fortune teller, I can't figure out everything..."

Puppet Elder looked at him silently, not knowing what he was thinking.

A moment later, Puppet Elder's gaze slightly narrowed, and he said in a deep voice:

"This child's divine consciousness is already at the peak of the thirteen-pattern."

Mr. Zhuang nodded, a little gratified, and also a little surprised:

"Yes, it's quite a bit faster than I expected..."

"Next, what are you planning to do?"

Mr. Zhuang was slightly startled, raised his head, his gaze swept over the mountains and rivers, looking into the distance, and said indifferently:

"Go to the place I should go..."

Puppet Elder frowned tightly. "Are you really going?"

Mr. Zhuang nodded. "Past grievances, always need to be settled."

Afterward, he looked at the courtyard again.

Inside the courtyard, grass and trees were lush, and the pond water was clear.

The large tree in the middle of the courtyard, blocking the wind and rain, swayed in the wind, and pieces of leaves fluttered down.

And under the big tree, Mo Hua and his junior brother and junior sister often gathered together, cultivating, meditating, learning arrays, or chatting, playing out scenes one by one...

Mr. Zhuang's expression was a little reluctant, and also a little melancholy.

"This journey, I also want to walk to the end..."

Above the grave mountain.

Mo Hua stood with his hands behind his back, and began to command the zombies, telling them to temporarily return to the mine and sleep in the mine well.

The Corpse King hung its head and followed behind Mo Hua.

The Iron Zombie guarded Mo Hua like a guard in front.

And the tens of thousands of walking corpses then lined up, steadily and safely, following closely, heading towards the depths of the mine well...

As if miners who had been busy all day were returning home as the sun set.

Amidst the bloody and cruel scene, there was actually some quiet and peacefulness.

The zombies returned to the mountain, and order was complete. This scene continued for the whole night.

Until dawn, the sun rose, the morning glow filled the sky, and the dazzling light sprinkled on the mountains outside Nanyue City.

The crowd of cultivators felt a little lost.

They seemed to have had a nightmare.

In the dream, there was a terrifying Corpse King, a ferocious corpse tide, and a struggle and bitter fight between life and death.

Now the dream was over, the sun rose as usual, and everything dissipated.

But they knew that this was not a dream.

They still clearly remembered the bloody night, the corpse gas covering the sky, the fearsome roar of the Corpse King, and the twisted, terrifying Dao sin aura.

At the same time, they also remembered.

Such a terrifying Corpse King was finally suppressed, bent its knee and half-knelt, submitting to a small cultivator.

Mo Hua was the Corpse King's master.

At the same time, he was like a profound and unfathomable little demon head.

The Corpse King knelt, and the group of corpses worshipped.

This unbelievable scene, extremely shocking, was clearly imprinted in their sea of consciousness, and they could not forget it even if they wanted to.

They looked at Mo Hua with lingering fear in their hearts.

They were both grateful for Mo Hua's life-saving grace, and dreaded the terror of Mo Hua commanding the group of corpses.

Now all the zombies in the entire Nanyue City acted according to his will.

Life and death were all in his one thought.

Everyone's hearts were tense.

But Mo Hua acted as if nothing had happened.

He converged all his aura, and his appearance was just that of an ordinary, cute small cultivator.

As if everything before had not been done by him, and had nothing to do with him, he even asked Yang Ji Shan:

"Uncle Yang, is there food? I'm hungry..."

He had manipulated the zombies to return to their nest, consuming a lot of divine thought. Now that his heart had calmed down, he only discovered that his stomach was hungry.

He did have some dried meat in his storage bag.

But that was made by his mother, and he was usually reluctant to eat it, always saving it.

Yang Ji Shan was momentarily stunned.

The crowd was at a loss for a time as to what expression to show...

One night passed.

Under Mo Hua's manipulation, all the zombies, including the Corpse King and the Iron Zombies, were temporarily returned to the mine and perched in the depths of the mine well.

Mo Hua simply set up an array.

Yang Ji Shan also strictly ordered that without permission, no cultivators were allowed to enter the mine.

This mine was a complete corpse mountain.

Moreover, inside the mountain, a Corpse King was still sleeping.

After arranging the group of corpses and leaving some Dao soldiers to guard, the other cultivators temporarily returned to the city to rest.

Mo Hua also returned to the cave mansion with his senior brother and senior sister.

He had controlled the corpses all night and consumed a lot of divine thought, and was also a little tired. Now that the matter was resolved, he slept soundly.

When Mo Hua woke up, he found that Yang Ji Shan had been waiting outside for a long time.

Unlike Mo Hua, Yang Ji Shan dared not sleep a wink.

As long as he lay down, he would think of the fearsome Dao sin, the powerful Corpse King, the ferocious group of corpses, the broken Fallen Sun Spear, and the Dao soldiers and cultivators who died in the mouths of the zombies.

He thought of the black hand behind the nurturing of the Dao sin.

He thought of Mo Hua, who seemed pure but was utterly inscrutable.

He thought of the shocking scene on the grave mountain where the Corpse King knelt.

Then he thought of the thousands upon thousands of zombies that were still controlled by Mo Hua...

His head hurt terribly.

His head was also a mess.

Yang Ji Shan's face was pale, his breath weak, and his eye circles were a little dark.

Mo Hua, on the other hand, was full of energy after sleeping, his eyes shining, and even his cheeks were round and plump.

"Uncle Yang, is there something?"

Mo Hua saw Yang Ji Shan and asked curiously.

How could there be no matter!

Yang Ji Shan felt bitter in his heart, but for a time he did not know how to speak.

"Is it about those zombies?" Mo Hua asked again.

Yang Ji Shan nodded, finally gritted his teeth, and asked nervously: "What do you plan to do?"

Mo Hua thought for a moment and didn't speak.

Yang Ji Shan pretended to be calm, but his heart was in his throat.

One Corpse King, dozens of Iron Zombies, tens of thousands of walking corpses.

Forming a corpse army, what a powerful force this was!

He was afraid that Mo Hua would make some excessive demands.

Or simply, relying on the "corpses" to be self-important, stray into the wrong path, and become a complete little demon head.

Yang Ji Shan was anxious and uneasy in his heart.

Just at this moment, Mo Hua opened his mouth and asked: "Uncle Yang, how does the Dao Court generally handle this kind of corpse disaster?"

Yang Ji Shan was startled, thought for a moment, and then slowly said:

"The Dao Court's handling of corpse disasters is generally to arrest and kill the chief culprits."

"Cultivators who cultivate corpse skills and refine zombies are to be arrested and interrogated first. If they resist, they will be killed without mercy."

"If captured alive, they will all be thrown into the Dao prison and sentenced according to their crimes. The lightest is also exile to the Southern Wilderness and used as cannon fodder in war. Most are death sentences, with only the method of death being different."

"The heavier the crime, the slower and more painful the death."

"Outside of the corpse cultivators, all zombies will be burned one by one."

"Because zombies do not die, and carry corpse poison, once stained with blood, the corpse gas will change, and they will still get up to kill and eat people, and the spread of corpse poison is also extremely harmful..."

"In addition, all evil tools and evil arrays used for refining corpses will be destroyed."

"Those who harbor corpse cultivators, indulge in refining corpses, and assist refining corpse cultivators will be treated the same as corpse cultivators..."

Yang Ji Shan told Mo Hua the details.

Mo Hua listened and pondered: "That is to say, all these zombies have to be burned, right?"

Yang Ji Shan was a little uneasy and nodded slightly:

"Yes..."

"I understand." Mo Hua nodded and said, "Then let's do that."

Yang Ji Shan was startled. "Burn them?"

"Yes."

Yang Ji Shan found it hard to believe. "Then the Iron Zombies, and the Corpse King, will all be burned?"

Mo Hua was a little puzzled. "Otherwise what?"

Yang Ji Shan was shocked in his heart, but still couldn't help but ask in a low voice:

"You don't want to keep them?"

Mo Hua shook his head. "They are all harmful things, what do I keep them for? Moreover, keeping them is also very harmful, and the Corpse King is still easy to lose control. Naturally, it's better to burn them off, eliminate the evil completely, and get rid of the root cause once and for all..."

Yang Ji Shan opened his mouth, and his heart was so moved he almost cried.

What a righteous child!

He had thought that Mo Hua would have selfish intentions, which made him uneasy. It turned out that he was being narrow-minded.

"However..." Mo Hua said again.

Yang Ji Shan's heart went "thump" again.

Generally speaking, after saying "however", there is nothing good...

His mood became tense again.

"I have something I want these zombies to do." Mo Hua said.

Yang Ji Shan's heart was slightly cold, but he still said in a deep voice:

"What is it?"

Mo Hua said: "I want to manipulate these zombies to build a mine well."

"Mine well?" Yang Ji Shan frowned.

"Yes." Mo Hua nodded and said, "Build a mine well..."

"The most deeply affected by this corpse tide are actually the mine cultivators of Nanyue City."

"They were already living very hard, with scarce spirit stones and living in hardship. After death, they were still refined into zombies to help the tyrant do evil, and died with grievances."

"While alive, they were exploited, and after death, they were still enslaved..."

"After this corpse tide, the mine collapsed over a large area, the mine wells inside were damaged, the corpse gas was heavy, evil filth was breeding, and they could no longer be used."

"Without mining, the scattered cultivators in Nanyue City would have no livelihood."

"If they leave like this, they have no way to survive."

"So I thought, let's build a new, larger mine well, connect several mines, build more complete arrays, reinforce the mountain body, clear the corpse gas, wash away the evil filth, and think of a way to improve the mine output..."

"Let the scattered cultivators of Nanyue City have a stable place to make a living, not need to risk their lives, live in fear, not be buried in the mine because of accidents, leaving behind orphans and widows, alone and helpless..."

"But this way, it requires a lot of materials and manpower."

"I have a way for the materials, but manpower is relatively limited."

"Because building a new mine well and connecting mines will inevitably encounter demon beasts in the deep mountains, or absorb the deep filth and foul gas of the mine itself, which is also very dangerous."

"These matters, Qi Refining cultivators cannot do, and will have life danger."

"But walking corpses can."

"These walking corpses were mostly mine cultivators of Nanyue City before they died..."

"It is still possible that their parents, relatives, or familiar friends are in the city."

"I want to let them create fortune for their living relatives, friends, and descendants again before their true body dies and their path is extinguished..."

Yang Ji Shan was greatly shocked in his heart.

He involuntarily looked at Mo Hua and saw that his gaze was like water, crystal clear.

Golden sunlight, through the big tree, sprinkled on his body.

Yang Ji Shan took a deep breath, slowly stood up, and bowed solemnly to Mo Hua.

The following matters were pushed forward according to Mo Hua's plan.

These zombies were to be burned.

The Corpse King was the disaster embryo of Dao sin, had three masters, and even had a precedent of devouring its master. Although the final master was himself, Mo Hua did not plan to keep it either.

Otherwise, it would be a disaster sooner or later.

Other Iron Zombies and walking corpses were naturally also to be burned.

Burning zombies required the use of a corpse burning array.

This array, it is said, was designed by a great array master of the Dao Court specifically for clearing up corpse troubles.

It could both burn the bodies of the zombies and also burn up the corpse poison, leaving no trace.

Mo Hua looked at the array and indeed found it cleverly conceived, using both fire and earth two kinds of five elements array patterns, covering water with earth, and turning poison with fire. It was indeed very practical.

Mo Hua glanced at it a few more times and secretly learned it...

But there were too many zombies in Nanyue City.

This was a large-scale corpse disaster, and correspondingly, the scale and quantity of the needed corpse burning array were also not small.

But these were all the responsibility of the Dao Court.

Mo Hua didn't need to worry about it.

He only needed to find a way to build a large mine well.

This measure was also agreed upon by Yang Ji Shan and supported by the cultivators from the Dao Court on site.

Among them, some truly sympathized with the difficulties of the scattered cultivators in Nanyue City and wanted to do some good things.

Some purely wanted to sell a favor in Mo Hua's face.

Still some, in their hearts, were unwilling, but could not forget the scene of Mo Hua ordering the Corpse King to kneel, and held fear in their hearts towards Mo Hua, not daring to go against him.

The last part of the people saw that everyone agreed and thought they could not not fit in, so they also agreed...

Although human hearts were varied and the situation was complex, a consensus was still reached.

Yang Ji Shan had connections with the Dao Soldier department, and other cultivators were also descendants of families and sects from Dao State, Qian State, Kun State, etc.

With their endorsement, this matter was much easier to promote.

Building a new large mine well required manpower and materials.

Manpower had already been solved.

The zombies were the "manpower".

This was possibly the most meaningful thing they had done since becoming zombies.

Besides, there were materials.

The materials for building the mine well came from two sources. One was from the Dao Court department of Nanyue City.

The Dao Court department of Nanyue City, from top to bottom, was extremely corrupt.

Especially the chief officer of Nanyue City, who had received who knows how many bribes from the Lu family.

Confiscating everything back, it was estimated to be a large sum of spirit stones.

Of course, the chief officer of Nanyue City had also been dismissed from his post and imprisoned. After the crime was measured and sentenced, he would definitely not survive.

It was just unknown what kind of death method it would be.

In addition, there was the Lu family.

The Lu family was raided.

All the confiscated property was used to build the mine well.

These spirit stones and wealth were originally squeezed out layer by layer from the mine cultivators, and now they were just returning to their original owners and being used on the mine cultivators again.

Taken from the people, used for the people.

Mo Hua had thought about these matters before, but the specific raid and confiscation still had to rely on Yang Ji Shan and his Dao soldiers.

Yang Ji Shan was not polite.

Dao soldiers were also skilled at raiding.

The number of spirit stones confiscated was extremely huge, amounting to several million spirit stones, which surprised even Yang Ji Shan, who came from a large clan. He couldn't help but sigh:

"This Lu Chengyun, no, this Lu family, is actually this rich?"

"And this chief officer is actually greedy for nearly a million..."

But Yang Ji Shan also knew clearly in his heart.

In this world, there is no wealth without reason.

The wool is ultimately from the sheep.

The poorer the scattered cultivators of Nanyue City, the richer they were.

The richer they were, the poorer the scattered cultivators were.

That they were so rich also meant how poor the scattered cultivators of Nanyue City had been for so many years...

This sum of spirit stones was too much to leave.

The Dao Court would find a way to confiscate it, and then deduct it layer by layer, allowing the cultivators who handled it to eat until their mouths were full of oil.

But this matter was also too big.

It involved Dao sin, and on the surface, it involved many families and forces. Under the public eye, no one dared to fish for oil and water.

So in order to quell the disaster, it was up to Yang Ji Shan to decide.

This sum of spirit stones ultimately remained in Nanyue City.

With both manpower and materials, Mo Hua also officially began to build a new, large mine well that connected several mines.

Thanks for the rewards from PYHuang and ChanSO

(End of this chapter)