Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel

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As his voice faded, he directly summoned a banner that stirred up a ghastly wind, surging towards the sky.

Dozens of streaks of light closely followed him, heading straight for the outskirts of the city.

Chu Zheng paused for a moment, gazing at the lights in the sky and falling into silence.

Gu Zhenxun seemed to have forgotten about him. As a Walking Corpse born from the earth, before growing wings, it was simply impossible for it to fly, and now he lacked a Magic Artifact.

After a long while, Chu Zheng took a stride forward. With a thunderous roar, he shattered the hundred-zhang long street and leapt out of the city, trailing a streak of pale green light in the night.

For now, the Gu Family was still of use to him; he couldn't just give up on them.

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Tracking Gu Zhenxun's presence, Chu Zheng arrived at a secluded canyon after a short while.

The canyon stretched over eighty li, with sheer cliffs that climbed fifteen hundred zhang, and wild winds churned at its entrance.

Upon Chu Zheng's arrival, two groups of people were already in a standoff.

The cold wind was sharp as a knife, causing clothes to flap loudly.

Gu Zhenxun's gaze was sweeping around; upon seeing Chu Zheng appear, his eyes brightened, a sigh of relief leaving him, his confidence boosted substantially.

Chu Zheng glanced at the numerous Cultivators opposite him, his eyes flashing with Spiritual Light as he quickly discerned their identities.

The city where the Gu Family was located, Fire Rock City, was renowned for producing a type of ore called Red Fire Rock, a material used in the crafting of Magic Artifacts, which, being full of Yang energy, had a weak effect in suppressing the Yin God and demonic creatures.

There were only two prominent clans in Fire Rock City, one being the Gu Family, the other the Bai Family.

The strength of both clans was originally not much different, but the Gu Family had encountered a disaster over two hundred years ago.

In the pursuit of exploring a Great Tomb left by an Immortal of Ancient Times, the Gu Family assembled a team of elites to seek fortune. However, they subsequently disappeared without a trace.

This massive blow nearly caused the Gu Family to collapse as talents within the clan withered.

The Bai Family had over seven hundred members, with six Third Order Cultivators and even twice as many Second Order Cultivators compared to the Gu Family.

Over the past two hundred years, the Bai Family pressed aggressively, usurping much of the Gu Family's properties, almost driving them to a dead end.

Left with no choice, Gu Zhenxun began to look for solutions, forging a new path by seeking Song Zhao's assistance to raise this Zombie.

In order to hasten the Zombie's Spiritual Awakening, Song Zhao even used a Secret Technique to Summon a Soul, hoping to attract a Wandering Soul; instead, due to a twist of fate, they summoned a strand of Divine Sense from Chu Zheng undergoing tribulation.

Now, in front of the canyon, the Bai Family had a total of over two hundred seventy members. In terms of both quality and quantity, they were far superior to the Gu Family.

The difference in apparent combat power between the two was quite drastic.

"Bai Shizheng, if you lead your men back today, returning the ore vein, I am willing to let bygones be bygones. What do you say?"

Gu Zhenxun took a deep breath and began to negotiate, seemingly willing to discuss terms, yet his eyes were filled with sternness.

"Look for a chance to help me kill Bai Shizheng. For every additional member of the Bai Family that you kill for me, I'll add five hundred Blood Slaves for you."

Chu Zheng's ears picked up Gu Zhenxun's transmitted message, and his gaze immediately fell upon Bai Shizheng.

He had an average build, in the prime of his life, not yet forty, with a Cultivation at Third Order Perfect. Clad in white, he dazzled a bit under the moonlight.

Chu Zheng's gaze only lingered for a moment before shifting to the crowd behind Bai Shizheng. Among them, he sensed a very strong presence, already in the Fourth Order.

Gu Zhenxun was clearly desperate, the terms he offered were very generous. In fact, for the Gu Family's current strength, maintaining a thousand Blood Slaves was already a significant burden.

The nourishing food and herbs that replenished qi and blood, the costs adding up monthly, amounted to a considerable expenditure.

Besides, providing Blood Slaves to Chu Zheng, there would be hardly any return on the investment in the short term, it was like a one-way outflow of resources.

Chu Zheng was indifferent, walking slowly into the space between the two groups, his gaze upon Bai Shizheng deep and enigmatic, like the depths of a cold pond.

"The hair like flickering flames, the body covered in green light, this Walking Corpse has entered the Fourth Realm!"

"Spinal bumps slightly protruding, about to grow wings, I think it's not far from reaching the status of a Flying Corpse!"

Seeing Chu Zheng, many Cultivators from the Bai Family couldn't help but become somewhat restless. A green-haired Zombie so close to becoming a Flying Corpse could only be subdued by a Great Divine Power.

Catching sight of Chu Zheng, Bai Shizheng's eyes flickered with surprise, but he soon sneered:

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"You Gu Family go to such great lengths, raising Blood Slaves in the countryside villa outside the city; everyone knows your clan has nurtured a rare Zombie. How could I not make preparations?"

As the words fell, he turned back to look at the crowd behind him, "Daoist Chong Yun, please make your move and slay this evil spawn!"

The crowd parted, and a middle-aged Taoist priest, holding a whisk, stepped slowly forward. He was dressed in a green Taoist Robe, with thick-soled cloth shoes under his feet, his long beard stretching over his chest, presenting the appearance of a Godly Daoist Master.

Seeing this person, Song Zhao's face radically changed as he transmitted his voice in a whisper:

"Taoist Gu, we're in big trouble! This man is from the Red Flame Sect of the Divine Phoenix Dao, named Ying Chongyun. He has built his reputation on slaying demons and banishing evil. He entered the Fourth Realm years ago. Although this Zombie has an extraordinary foundation, it was refined too recently and I fear it's not yet its match!"

Being of the same Fourth Realm, under the Dao Laws, Zombies are greatly suppressed, not to mention Ying Chongyun is a cultivator from Divine Phoenix Dao, and is inherently skilled in fire—our chances of victory are even slimmer. Stay tuned for updates on My Virtual Library Empire

Ying Chongyun's reputation in this area is quite widespread, quickly steadying the hearts of the people, and soon, the Bai Family cultivators showed signs of joy on their faces.

In contrast, the faces of many cultivators from the Gu Family turned pale with a hint of despair.

"You think you can defy the heavens and change fate with merely this beast? You're thinking too beautifully."

Bai Shizheng's mouth curled into a smirk, full of mockery:

"Daoist Chong Yun is favored by the Taoist Master, his name is illustrious throughout the entire Divine Phoenix Dao. This mere Corpse Demon is no effort at all for him.

"After tonight, the Gu Family will cease to exist!"

Gu Zhenxun's heart trembled slightly, his voice dry as he looked towards Ying Chongyun:

"Daoist Chong Yun, why would you help the Bai Family?"

"I'm here, not for the Bai Family."

Ying Chongyun replied with an indifferent expression, looking at Chu Zheng with a slight shake of the head:

"As an ascetic, I do not partake in the disputes of clans. I'm only here to slay demons and banish evil. This fiend has grown in power and may become a major scourge in the future; it cannot be left alive."

"This..." Gu Zhenxun never imagined it would be for this reason.

While he was still stunned, Chu Zheng had already stepped forward slowly, stopping ten zhang away from Ying Chongyun.

"You're here to subdue demons and vanquish evil... Are you powerful enough?"

Chu Zheng slowly spoke, his voice cold and dry, like the grating of iron, highly irksome:

"Back off now, and I'll spare your life today."

He wasn't truly motivated by kindness but was wary of the background this Taoist Priest might have.

From the brief exchanges earlier, it was apparent that this man's status was not the highest; it was possible that behind him stood Sixth Order, Seventh Order, or even Eighth Order Supreme Beings.

"What a rampant abomination, you truly cannot be left alive today!"

Ying Chongyun's expression chilled, and a murderous gleam flashed in his eyes. Before his voice fell, he had already made a fierce move.

Whirrr—

A red treasured mirror appeared in his palm, soaring into the sky, with a series of roars echoing in the void.

The Luminous Treasure Mirror suspended mid-air, its light suddenly intensifying like a blazing sun, dispelling the night, draping down strands of Spiritual Light.

Chu Zheng's hair slightly moved as he bathed in the sun's divine radiance. His muscles trembled faintly, emitting bursts of popping sounds, yet he remained unmoved.

Ying Chongyun's face instantly shifted. An ordinary Walking Corpse, upon encountering the divine radiance from his treasured mirror, would almost instantly turn to ash.

Even those with profound abilities would suffer extreme suppression, showing signs of agony and stimulating their wild nature.

Yet the one before him showed not the slightest hint of discomfort, as if completely unaware.

Seeing this, a sharp light flickered in his eyes. He raised his hand to the sky, chanting a Magic Spell, calling down a bolt of thunder.

"Your Thunder Method still lacks refinement."

Watching the lightning begin to form in the sky, Chu Zheng spoke indifferently, a wisp of fierce electricity flowing from his fingertip, transforming into thunder.

In that instant, Ying Chongyun felt as if he had seen a ghost:

"How could you possibly know Thunder Method?!"