The Entire Sect is Full of Villains, Yet the Junior Sister Conquers All

Chapter 67 : Second Senior Brother Is Having an Episode Again

Tantai Ming was confused. "Cage? What do you want to do?"

Chu Sang was eager to try. "Of course, to round them all up at once!"

Since high-level ghost corpses couldn't be completely killed, they would capture them while they were at their weakest!

The Ghost King was formed by these quasi-Ghost Kings devouring each other to evolve. As long as they defeated them one by one, the true Ghost King naturally wouldn't be able to grow.

Su Chen'an had another headache. At first glance, he thought Little Junior Sister's method was a bit bold and absurd, but upon careful consideration, he also found it reasonable.

However, he hadn't anticipated coming to the ghost city to achieve the bizarre feat of "collecting ghost corpses," so he hadn't prepared relevant spiritual tools. Fortunately, he liked to carry refining materials with him.

It didn't matter if he didn't have them.

He would refine on the spot!

Tantai Ming and Changsheng, one on the left and one on the right, firmly protected him. Su Chen'an didn't even have time to use a refining furnace. He threw out a ball of spiritual fire with one hand, and dozens of different refining materials were found precisely from his spatial ring and tossed into the air, instantly enveloped by the spiritual fire.

Under the catalysis of high temperature, dozens of refining materials were gradually melted into liquid, then guided by Su Chen'an's divine sense to solidify bit by bit, gradually taking the shape of a cage.

Zhao Yun, watching this scene from the side, immediately had a very subtle expression on his face and remained silent.

...Are people from small sects all this abnormal now? Do they even leave any room for the Eight Great Immortal Sects??

As a fellow tool refiner, he knew all too well that the rigor of tool refining was no less than that of pill refining and talisman drawing, perhaps even more so.

Let alone the difficulty of accurately finding refining materials in a short time and going through a series of steps such as melting, purification, multiple refinements, embryo formation, etc., just the fact that the refining process consumes an enormous amount of divine sense, and once disturbed, there's a high risk of qi deviation and backlash... He actually dared to refine tools on the spot at such a dangerous time. Should it be said that he was too confident or too foolish?

Facts proved that he was too confident.

Confidence is the pinnacle!

The spiritual cage took shape in Su Chen'an's hands. He threw it out. "Catch!"

The two cooperated seamlessly. Chu Sang turned and locked the ghost corpse in the cage, her hands instantly forming seals and striking the cage door. "Seal!"

With one successful demonstration, the group suddenly seemed to have an epiphany, all thinking: So it can be done like this? This works too? It feels... so fun!

Everyone immediately became more motivated.

Under Chu Sang's leadership, the group ravaged the surrounding quasi-Ghost Kings like bandits raiding a village, capturing them in droves.

Even the original iron for making cages ran out because they captured so many Ghost Kings.

So Su Chen'an poured out a large pile of picks, shovels, hoes, and rakes from his spatial ring, even several pots, bowls, ladles, and basins, all melted together.

Zhao Yun couldn't help but question, "Why did you bring pots, bowls, ladles, and basins to the ghost domain? Did you really think you were coming for an outdoor barbecue?"

"Ah, weren't we?" Tantai Ming asked in return. "Didn't you eat last night? My Little Junior Sister's cooking is good, right? Hehe!"

Zhao Yun: "......"

This entire sect truly subverted his previous understanding.

Zhao Yun was mentally exhausted.

But strangely, he felt somewhat at ease.

The imagined scene of being disemboweled by ghost corpses didn't occur. Instead, they had ravaged more than a dozen quasi-Ghost Kings, who were now gone without a trace.

Under the high-intensity tool refining in a short period, Su Chen'an's internal spiritual energy was drained wave after wave, only sustained by Mu Chihuai's seemingly inexhaustible supply of Spirit Replenishing Pills. This time, he could clearly feel that the barrier to the Nascent Soul stage had loosened considerably...

Halfway through, they encountered another quasi-Ghost King that had already devoured one of its kind, proving quite troublesome.

Chu Sang and the others had a hard time suppressing this quasi-Ghost King, but clearly, its strength was greater than those they had encountered before. An ordinary spiritual cage couldn't imprison it.

Su Chen'an began carving tool patterns on the cage.

"Holy shit." Zhao Yun was shocked. "Tool patterns... how do you know how to carve patterns? Are you that legendary tool refiner, Su Chen'an?"

He then pointed a trembling finger at Chu Sang and the others. "You're all together, then you guys..."

Who exactly were they, and what was their relationship with the recently rising Treasure Pavilion?

Could it really be as he guessed?

The plot was a bit complex, making Zhao Yun's already not-so-bright mind even more confused. People tend to retreat when faced with difficulties, so he simply gave up trying to figure it out.

The moment Zhao Yun saw the tool patterns, he was both surprised and delighted. Heaven knows how tempting tool patterns are for tool refiners. He sat down cross-legged on the spot, took out his refining furnace, and actually started refining tools.

He attempted to carve patterns on magical tools.

He was learning quite well, mimicking the process.

Although Zhao Yun's spirit roots were poor, his talent for tool refining was quite good. His character might not be the best, but he was diligent and eager to learn. After all, even with connections, the Eight Great Immortal Sects wouldn't accept a useless person as a personal disciple.

The confinement cage under his hands began to take shape. Although far from the quality of Su Chen'an's spiritual cages, it was passable.

His first attempt at carving patterns failed.

He immediately started a second attempt.

After failing more than a dozen times, he finally succeeded in carving a confinement pattern on the iron cage. He then tried to carve a second reinforcement pattern... Throughout the process, he consumed several bottles of Spirit Replenishing Pills. The spiritual energy in his meridians and dantian churned, and his cultivation, which had shown no progress for many years, actually showed signs of breakthrough?!

In his twenty years of life, he discovered for the first time the advantage of having multiple spirit roots—he could carve tool patterns of more attributes than others!

Zhao Yun was overjoyed, even more excited than when he saw the Chaos Blue Lotus. This time, it was all his own effort!

After his wild joy, Zhao Yun slightly narrowed his eyes, unable to help but look at Chu Sang and the others with new respect.

Who exactly were they? Were they really just from an unknown small sect?

Chu Sang also glanced to the side and clicked her tongue, not expecting this guy to secretly learn from them.

However, it didn't matter. These basic tool patterns weren't difficult; it was only a matter of time before others learned them.

As long as she updated her tool patterns faster, the monopoly would remain in their hands.

With Zhao Yun's participation, Su Chen'an's tool refining pressure was slightly reduced, giving him a chance to catch his breath. His complexion wasn't as pale anymore.

After they successfully bound thirty quasi-Ghost Kings, they encountered two other groups.

Judging by their sect attire, they were disciples from the Alchemy Sect and the Beast Taming Sect. The two sects seemed to be traveling together in cooperation.

The Alchemy Sect disciples were particularly noble and aloof. They only nodded slightly in greeting to Zhao Yun with some surprise, but for the others, they were so arrogant they didn't even give them a proper look. Their annoying demeanor was exactly like Zhao Yun's before he was beaten down by the ways of the world.

"These iron smelters are so arrogant," the Eight Trigrams Sect disciples couldn't help but mutter, encountering people even more arrogant than themselves for the first time.

"Who are you calling iron smelters?!"

With cultivators' keen hearing and sight, an Alchemy Sect disciple immediately heard them talking behind their backs and glared angrily. "You ghost pattern drawers have the nerve to talk about us? Everyone knows that the talismans sold by your sect's black-hearted people are expensive and ineffective. In terms of effectiveness, they're not even as good as talismans bought from small shops!"

"What? Ghost pattern drawers? Say that again if you dare, you iron smelters have the nerve to talk about us!"

The group of prodigies from the Eight Trigrams Sect was equally unwilling to back down, becoming as prickly as hedgehogs. Lin Jing was particularly prominent among them, folding his arms and sneering, "I've heard that disciples from certain sects are praised to the skies, but to this day, they can't even refine a single tool pattern. Oh my, how embarrassing."

"Aren't you ashamed, you bunch of useless trash? I'm embarrassed for you."

"You...!!"

Just as the two groups were about to start fighting on the spot, Chu Sang had dark lines over her head. Is this the Eight Great Immortal Sects, the future hope of the cultivation world?

"Alright, stop arguing. Don't forget our main task for this trip," Shen Rufei had to step out as a peacemaker.

He looked at Chu Sang and the others, considering them old acquaintances, and smiled slightly. "You just came from this path, right? Did you encounter any ghost corpses?"

They had encountered many ghost corpses on their way here and suffered quite a few ambushes.

But this place was empty. Could it be that those cunning ghost corpses had set another trap?

These ghost corpses had developed considerable intelligence; they must proceed with caution!

Thinking of this, the faces of this group of disciples who had arrived later became somewhat solemn. They each took out their personal magical treasures and weapons, looking vigilantly around, alert to any slight movement.

Zhao Yun said, "Don't bother, they're long gone."

"...Gone?" Everyone was stunned for a moment. Following his gaze, they looked at Chu Sang and the large iron cage behind her, which held a recently captured quasi-Ghost King, still alive and kicking.

The atmosphere became a bit silent for a moment.

"......"

It seemed no one had expected the plot to unfold like this, needing a moment to process.

The young woman greeted them, "Hi, want to work together?"

As the saying goes, more people means more strength, and many hands make light work. She was just in need of manpower.

Shen Rufei naturally had no problem with this. The Beast Taming Sect disciples behind him all knew Chu Sang, and the two sects had previously engaged in quite pleasant cooperation.

—Trust Chu Sang, gain eternal life.

This saying was spot on.

The group of arrogant Alchemy Sect disciples, however, was somewhat unwilling. They were disciples of the Eight Great Immortal Sects; why should they listen to an unknown female cultivator??

Chu Sang kicked Zhao Yun. "We've been taking care of you for so long on the road, old friend. Aren't you going to say something?"

"What's with your attitude? You dare to kick our senior brother?" The Alchemy Sect disciples immediately felt greatly insulted and wanted to take action.

Zhao Yun said, "Quiet!"

He rose leisurely, made a show of patting his clothes twice, turned to look at Chu Sang, still with that noble, aloof, and arrogant manner, "Didn't eat or what? Your strength is so small? Remember last time when you kicked me three meters away?"

"How about another barbecue later? To be honest, my spiritual fire-grilled meat is first-class." He even made a humanized suggestion.

Alchemy Sect disciples and Chu Sang: "...?"

Is he sick?

After everyone set up camp to rest that night, Zhao Yun gathered the Alchemy Sect disciples and lowered his voice, "Did you see that young man in blue? He can refine tool patterns. We need to stick with them along the way."

The Alchemy Sect disciples finally saw through their senior brother's great foresight, his strategy of hiding one's strengths and biding one's time. Remembering that the female cultivator's temper didn't seem very good, their senior brother must have endured humiliation all along the way!

The disciples' view of Zhao Yun's figure suddenly became much more majestic. The next morning, the group of troublemakers who had been unruly yesterday had become particularly obedient and well-behaved.

They were so eager to serve tea and water that Chu Sang wondered if this group from the Alchemy Sect also had some kind of dissociative personality disorder.

In any case, with the addition of the Alchemy Sect and the Beast Taming Sect, the ghost-catching process sped up considerably.

In just three short days, they had basically captured all the quasi-Ghost Kings in the entire ghost city and locked them in cages—to prevent them from devouring each other and giving birth to a true Ghost King.

However, these dozens of Ghost Kings took up quite a bit of space, and it wasn't very convenient to carry them along. She needed to think of a better way to accommodate them.

"Xiao Bai, what use is your domain?" Chu Sang summoned Xiao Bai and asked.

"I'm not really sure either." Xiao Bai had never tried to summon its own domain and was also somewhat unclear about it.

Chu Sang patted its head. "Then let's try it now."

A purple array appeared under the feet of the person and the beast, automatically isolating them from the outside world.

When Chu Sang opened her eyes, she found herself in a pitch-black place where she couldn't see her hand in front of her face. Something soft brushed against her leg—it was Xiao Bai.

She picked up the somewhat bewildered Xiao Bai with one hand and snapped her fingers, wanting to summon spiritual fire to illuminate her vision, but found that she couldn't use spiritual energy no matter what.

She was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized that it wasn't that she couldn't use spiritual energy, but that the spiritual energy was instantly devoured by this domain the moment she used it.

She roughly understood what this domain was for.

She withdrew.

Xiao Bai asked, "Master, what kind of domain do I have?"

Chu Sang rubbed her chin, pondered for a moment, and slowly uttered one word, "Devour."

It was pretty much as she had guessed. Xiao Bai was a Devouring Beast, so the domain it gave birth to should be related to devouring.

Devouring Beast Domain, devouring all things.

Naturally, this also included... ghost energy.

"Xiao Bai, can you devour these ghost corpses?"

Xiao Bai wrinkled its nose, looking disgusted. The smell of these ghost corpses was really too foul and unbearable!

But for the sake of its master's plan, it took a deep breath and closed its eyes, with the air of a hero bravely going to his death. With a big "Awooo," it swallowed all these quasi-Ghost Kings into its domain.

It burped.

It fell backwards onto the ground, successfully knocked out by its own stench.

Chu Sang: "......"

To show her remorse, she put Xiao Bai back into the luxury villa version of the spirit beast bag, called out to her senior brothers and sisters and the disciples from the other sects, wanting to go deeper into the ghost city to see if there were any quasi-Ghost Kings they had missed.

Going further in, they saw fewer ghost corpses and didn't find any trace of the Ghost King.

Strange.

Could someone have beaten them to it?

While resting at the campsite, Chu Sang was awakened by some noise. She walked out and saw heavy black mist in the distance. She caught a glimpse of a familiar white figure quickly flashing by.

...Second Senior Brother?

Chu Sang's heart stirred, unsure if she had seen correctly.

After some thought, she stuck a high-grade concealment talisman on herself and decided to follow and investigate.