4477 The Corpse Cave

Thud!

Following Jian Wushuang's command, Supreme Tarot stepped out of the coffin and walked in the air. He landed behind Jian Wushuang like a shadow following him.

Jian Wushuang slowly opened his eyes and looked at Supreme Tarot with a hint of respect.

"Wushuang, you... you really refined him?" Elder Mi Feng's eyes widened as he asked in disbelief.

"I... I think so," Jian Wushuang replied with a smile.

Hearing this, Elder Mi Feng could not help but become dazed for a moment. Soon after, he let out a bitter laugh and shook his head. "Is this the treatment of a genius? The divine corpse that even the five Grand Elders and the Sect Master were unable to refine was refined so easily in your hands."

"Wushuang, I'll report this to the Sect Master later. Let's go, I'll take you back to your palace now."

"Alright." Jian Wushuang nodded.

Then, Jian Wushuang followed behind Elder Mi Feng and headed toward the bedroom.

Supreme Tarot returned to the coffin and was lifted up by Jian Wushuang.

Along the way, many God Refining Sect disciples who were cultivating on the ground raised their eyes and saw Elder Mi Feng and Jian Wushuang flying across the sky. Their eyes were filled with shock.

Soon after, the disciples of the God Refining Sect started discussing in low voices.

"I heard that in this year's inner disciple selection, a disciple with talent comparable to our God Refining Sect's Founding Grandmaster was taken away by Elder Mi Feng on the spot. Is this person?"

"That should be it. Elder Mi Feng really likes him a lot. He directly ignored the series of complicated steps and took him to Coffin Mountain to choose a divine corpse."

"The coffin that this person was carrying on his back just now should have been chosen by him at Coffin Mountain, right?"

"I've never seen that coffin before. I wonder which divine corpse is in it."

The sound of discussion rang out, and everyone was somewhat curious.

At that moment, an extremely senior disciple of the God Refining Sect sized up the coffin on Jian Wushuang's back. His pupils suddenly shrank as if he had discovered something. He suddenly screamed, "This, this is the first coffin placed on the peak of Coffin Mountain!"

"The divine corpse in this coffin can't even be refined by Lord Sect Master, but it's been obtained by this man?"

As soon as he finished speaking, it was like a stone that caused a thousand ripples. Almost all the disciples' eyes flashed with disbelief, and their faces turned dull!

Who in the God Refining Sect did not know the legend of Coffin Mountain?

Hence, the news that Jian Wushuang had refined the first coffin of the divine corpse spread like wildfire and the entire sect was shocked.

Jian Wushuang had just stepped into the God Refining Sect and he had already become famous!

...

The size of the God Refining Sect was far beyond Jian Wushuang's imagination.

It looked like a mountain, but in fact, it was larger than several Star Fields combined.

Fortunately, Elder Mi Feng and Jian Wushuang's cultivations were not low. Under Elder Mi Feng's lead, they soon arrived at Jian Wushuang's bedroom.

There was a tall Stone Mountain.

The structure of the entire mountain was similar to a beehive, and the mountain walls were filled with black caves.

Elder Mi Feng said, "Wushuang, this is the place where the ordinary disciples of our God Refining Sect live and cultivate. It's also known as the Corpse Cave. The void energy and Corpse Qi in the Corpse Cave are dense. It can help you cultivate and refine the divine corpse. At the same time, it's also very beneficial for the nourishment of the divine corpse."

As if they had sensed Elder Mi Feng and Jian Wushuang's aura, many God Refining Sect disciples walked out of the Corpse Cave.

Their faces were pale and their eyes were hollow. They were filled with a gloomy aura.

"We pay our respects to Grand Elder Mi Feng."

When the disciples saw that it was Elder Mi Feng who had arrived, they immediately bowed.

"There's no need to be so polite." Elder Mi Feng nodded indifferently at them and ordered them to return.

Then, Elder Mi Feng continued to speak to Jian Wushuang. "Let's go, I'll take you to the top of the mountain. I remember that there are a few top Corpse Caves there."

After saying that, Elder Mi Feng lifted Jian Wushuang up, took a step forward, and disappeared from the spot.

When he reappeared, he was already at the top of the mountain.

There were not many Corpse Caves at the top of the mountain, only nine in total. They were not densely packed like the ones at the foot of the mountain and the middle of the mountain. Instead, each corpse hole was at least a hundred miles away, and the inside was unprecedentedly huge.

A strong Corpse Qi seemed to have condensed into a substance and came from the Corpse Cave. Jian Wushuang could not help but feel slightly uncomfortable and frowned.

Seeing this, Elder Mi Feng nodded in satisfaction and smiled. "Alright, Jian Wushuang, you can go in. Remember, do not insult the divine corpse. You should respect it. They will be the most trustworthy people in the world, even more so than your family and cultivation partners."

"Finally, you should rest well for the next few days. I'm going to report the situation to the sect master now. When this matter is over, I'll come and pick you up to have an audience with the Sect Master."

With that, Elder Mi Feng waved his sleeve and left.

Jian Wushuang took a deep breath and walked toward the Corpse Cave.

The Corpse Cave looked simple, but it was actually a whole new world. As soon as Jian Wushuang stepped in, he felt a strong void power and Corpse Qi spread out. There were halls, bedchambers, cultivation rooms, and so on. There were candles made of Dragon drool grass on the candlestick. The candlelight would never go out and the green smoke that burned could help people rest in peace while cultivating.

Jian Wushuang was not in a hurry to rest. Instead, he placed Supreme Tarot's coffin down respectfully and began to inspect the Corpse Cave inch by inch to see if there were any surveillance restrictions.

After confirming everything, Jian Wushuang heaved a sigh of relief. He set up a restriction at the door to isolate his aura.

...

Midnight.

A demonic blood moon hung high in the sky, and the low roars of the Divine Corpse, Xiao Yue, could be heard from the Corpse Cave on the limestone mountain.

In one of the seven Corpse Caves on the top of the limestone mountain.

Jian Wushuang sat cross-legged on a stone bed, deep in thought.

The dragon incense candle burned and melted continuously, and wisps of green smoke rose.

Speaking of which, up until now, he still did not completely understand how he had passed the test of the Trial Foundation Stone yesterday and achieved a shocking and unparalleled aptitude.

He remembered that the scanning power of the trial's foundation stone had begun to recede, and the next step would be similar to the alarm that Supreme Gongyang had used to detect the Foundation Stone.

At that moment, the seal on the three-headed snake on his neck loosened.

Then, the testing and scanning power of the foundation stone of the trial was led into the seal of the three-headed snake, Wang Liu.

"In other words, I have to thank Wang Liu for being able to pass the test and achieve the superior aptitude of the God Refining Sect?"

Jian Wushuang muttered to himself and could not help but feel a little speechless.