Chapter 128: Live On!

  The lowest deck of an iron ship.

  One by one, the disciples of Yin Yang Dong Tian came down from outside and collectively moved the wooden boxes on this floor to the deck, transporting them to the burial ground.

  Thirty-two wooden coffins, each one sealed with steel nails, containing a cold corpse.

  In the wooden box, there were blocks of strange and icy cold stones. Those stones were extremely heavy, so the disciples of Yinyang Cave Heaven often needed two or three people to work together to lift a single wooden box onto the deck.

  Seok-am and Hye-yeon stepped out of the cramped cabin and onto the deck with somber faces.

  On the deck, Shi Yan concentrated his mind and jumped far away, discovering that the iron ship had stopped at an island. The island was as big as a small city, with a gloomy atmosphere, growing many strange and peculiar plants.

  On this island, there is a strong aura of death underground. Looking closely, you can see hundreds of tombs on the island, each with a cave entrance that leads to the center of the tomb.

  These graves are big and small, the bigger ones are as large as a basketball court, while the smaller ones are only as big as a small room.

  The tombs were connected by deep and long trenches, in the deep trenches, it seemed that many strange materials had been filled, the trenches emitted a faint phosphorescent glow, with a heavy deathly atmosphere, and a faint greyish white mist lingered.

  On the island, there are hundreds of tombs scattered all over, and each tomb is connected to another by a ditch.

  At a glance, the island seems to be a huge spider web, with those ubiquitous gullies like spider silk, and the patches of land like the intersection points of spider silk. The tombs and gullies fill every corner of the island.

  On the flat ground near the tomb and gully, countless plants grew, their branches and leaves all grayish-brown, looking lifeless, giving off an eerie and mysterious feeling, as if they were the embodiment of evil spirits, making people feel uncomfortable.

  In the very center of the island, there is a largest tomb, on which stands a stone pagoda-like tower, and on top of the tower stands a pale-faced, sinister-looking disciple of the Corpse God Sect.

  These corpse gods' followers, mostly in the realm of human position, hundred calamities, and earth position, walked expressionlessly on the stone tower, occasionally entering the tomb below.

  The entrance to the cave of each large tomb on the island, you can see the disciples of the Corpse God coming and going. In each tomb, it seems that there are disciples of the Corpse God guarding, some people's bodies are still carrying all kinds of icy rocks and various poisonous insects with extremely heavy corpse energy. They put many peculiar materials into the gullies between the tombs, providing a certain unique energy for the tombs.

  The entire island was shrouded in an eerie and ominous atmosphere, with tombs scattered all over the ground, strange plants growing everywhere, and the gloomy followers of the Cult of the Dead.

  The disciples of Yinyang Cave Heaven worked hard to move one by one wooden boxes down from the boat and put them in the anchorage of the island.

  About a dozen disciples of the Corpse God Sect walked by with wooden expressions, opening one coffin after another. One of them held a notebook and recorded the information of the corpses, including their state before death, the strength or weakness of the corpse energy inside, and the degree of integrity of the body.

  The disciple of the Yin Yang Cave Heaven was very cooperative, restrained his usual indulgence, and even appeared slightly awkward, explaining to the disciples of the Corpse God Sect the origin of the corpse.

  Several female disciples of the Yin Yang Cave Heaven, after arriving here, were also extremely cautious, with a hint of fear in their eyes, and when speaking to the Corpse Sect disciples, their expressions were somewhat unnatural.

  Li Zhuang and Yue Rongru, the two guardians of the Yin Yang Cave Heaven, had already disembarked and were standing beside the box, whispering to a Wu Zhe from the Corpse Sect.

  Shi Yan and Xia Xinyan stood on the deck, their expressions unusual.

  "Jiuhu Fa has a good impression of you, and if you're willing, Jiuhu Fa is still willing to take you as his apprentice." Xiaofeng whispered beside Shiyanyan, "Just nod your head, and I can tell Jiuhu Fa. What do you think?"

  Shi Yan also sensed something was off, furrowing his brow and glancing at Yue Ru from afar, but he lightly shook his head. "Sorry, I don't want to join the Yin Yang Cave Heaven."

  Xiao Feng's face turned cold, her pretty face somewhat gloomy, and she said coldly: "You will regret it!"

  "Two of you, aren't you getting off the boat yet? Hehe, do you want us to invite you down?" Li Wei had already gotten off the boat and stood on the island's shore, coldly saying: "We need to stay in this burial ground for a day, outsiders can't be left on the boat. If you don't get off, don't blame us for being impolite."

  Shi Yan furrowed his brow and glanced at Xia Xinyan before saying calmly, "Let's get off the boat."

  When under someone else's roof, one cannot but lower his head.

  Xia Xinyan was still calm, although there was some disgust in her eyes, she still walked down from the iron boat with Shi Yan and came to the shore of the island together.

  Li Zhuang and Yu Yue Ru, the guardians of two yin-yang Dongtian, glanced at Shi Yan and Xia Xinyan from time to time when talking to the warriors of the Hei Sha Shen Jiao.

  That lean, long-faced corpse of a warrior from the Cult of the Dead God had eyes that seemed to lack focus, occasionally glancing at Shi Yan and Xia Xinyan, nodding slightly, as if he had reached some sort of agreement with Li Zhuang and Yu Ruo.

  The three of them lowered their heads, discussed for a while, and nodded in satisfaction one after another.

  Before long, Li Zhuang spoke out loud: "We will rest here for three days and leave by boat in three days."

  "Li Hu Fa, can we stay on the boat?" A yin-yang cave's female disciple asked with a pitiful expression. She shivered as she spoke, seemingly extremely disinclined to this burial ground.

  "No way." Li Zhuang hummed, coldly staring at her. "You still have a long way to go in the future, if you don't even have this bit of courage, forget about making any breakthroughs on the path of martial arts. Letting you down is also to temper and refine you, tonight, disciples from the Corpse God Sect will lead you to visit the burial grounds of the corpse slaves, let you broaden your horizons. You should cherish this opportunity, in the Endless Ocean, not many powers have the qualifications to come and visit the burial grounds."

  "Ah!"

  Many disciples of Yin Yang Dong Tian changed color slightly upon hearing this, their lips trembling lightly, as if they were frightened.

  The disciples of the Corpse God, with wooden expressions and a hint of disdain in their eyes, finished checking the small wooden boxes one by one. After that, they took out a small bell from their waist and started shaking it lightly.

  "Ah!"

  The disciples of Yinyang Cave Heaven shouted again in unison.

  A loud clang echoed through a nearby burial ground, and suddenly, corpses dressed in white robes emerged one after another.

  These corpses had no color in their eyes, as if they were blind, their limbs slightly stiff, moving slowly. Under the cold moonlight, a chilling aura emanated from them, step by step approaching this place.

  "These are all corpses, they have just been refined for a short time, the joints of their hands and feet are still very stiff, they can only do some hard labor, not much combat power, what are you afraid of?" A disciple of the Corpse God Sect said with a gloomy expression, casting a slanted glance at those screaming disciples of the Yin Yang Cave Heaven, "Corpse slaves are our best partners, they won't betray us, nor will they stab us in the back, more trustworthy than living people, and more useful than living people."

  A lone corpse slowly made its way over, and under the sound of a tolling bell, two corpses carried a wooden coffin, moving slowly towards a nearby grave.

  Under the moonlight, the corpse slave swayed back and forth, its body shrouded in a ghastly aura. Its deathly pale face was devoid of any human emotion, eerie, frightening, cold, and sinister.

  Shi Yan furrowed his brow, gazing at the corpses one by one, watching as the coffins were carried away under the tolling of the bell, and seeing the disciples of the Corpse God Sect skillfully manipulating the corpse slaves. His heart gradually sank down.

  "You two." Li Zhuang pointed at Shi Yan and Xia Xinyan, suddenly saying: "You also go to the burial site."

  Li Zhuang didn't take Shi Yan and Xia Xinyan to heart at all. After finishing his sentence, he continued to talk in a low voice with the person from the Corpse God Sect, seemingly not afraid that Shi Yan would escape, nor did he believe that Shi Yan dared to escape.

  Yuè Rù also gazed at the stone cliff from afar, slightly furrowing her brow, and then stopped looking, similarly discussing something with the person from the Corpse God Sect.

  The three of them seemed to be discussing the price of thirty-two corpses, with Mo Yue Ru and Li Zhuang haggling.

  Shi Yan suddenly reached out and grabbed Xia Xinyan, saying in a low voice: "We must leave now. The farther we are from the sea, the more unsafe we will be!"

  "We can't escape." Xia Xinyan shook her head in a low voice, "There's a drowned corpse!"

  "How did you know?" Shi Yan's face changed, looking around, his eyes gleaming.

  "There are at least three graves here, all of which are water corpses. The water corpse has excellent water quality and can dive to the bottom of the sea. Now that we're leaving, we'll also be caught by the water corpse." Xia Xinyan said softly.

  "What should I do?"

  "First go to the place where the corpse is buried, find an opportunity to kill the water corpse on the island first, and then leave."

  "Good."

  Li Wei kept a distance from Shi Yan, but was always paying attention to him.

  "Alright, you two can set off now. Who knows, you might be lucky enough to witness the Corpse God Sect's technique of refining corpses with us. Hmm, apart from refining dead corpses, the Corpse God Sect also has a method for refining live corpses. Do you know what refining live corpses means? Heh heh, it means taking a living person and forcibly refining them into a corpse. It's said to be very interesting, perhaps you can take a look!"

  Li Wei's face was full of venom, with underlying meanings in his words.

  Shi Yan's expression changed, and he finally guessed Li Zhuang's meaning. He also realized why Li Zhuang would occasionally glance at him when talking to the corpse cultivator.

  Li Zhuang was likely to sell him and Xia Xinyan together as goods to the Corpse God Sect, providing the Corpse God Sect with two materials for refining living corpses.

  Xia Xinyan's eyes were icy cold, and she was biting her teeth lightly, apparently also extremely angry.

  "We won't be apart." Shi Yan gripped her hand tightly, his expression resolute. "There will be a chance, as long as they don't kill me immediately, I'll always find a way!"

  At this time, Xia Xinyan listened to Shi Yan's words and suddenly felt a little comforted.

  "Uh-huh." Xia Xinyan nodded lightly, for the first time, she reversed her grip on Shi Yan's palm and whispered: "Remember, you have to survive, you must live on."

  Shi Yan was overjoyed, and at this moment, a hint of surprise still flashed across his face as he repeatedly said, "Don't worry, we'll definitely make it out alive!"

  "If I can escape from here, I can forgive...forgive your past disrespect to me, I promise not to bother you afterwards." Xia Xinyan hesitated for a moment and said softly again.

  "We must live to leave!"

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