All plans being in place, Yang Jishan said in a deep voice,
"Troops will be mobilized tomorrow; cultivators will be gathered. The day after at 6 A.M., we begin the suppression of the Lu Family and the eradication of the Corpse Mine!"
Everyone's expressions were serious.
The day the battle starts is when the torrential rain abruptly arrives.
Inside South Yue City, the wind and rain are unsteady.
What they are about to face is the deeply-rooted Lu Family and the vastness of the Corpse Mountain and Corpse Sea...
As well as that body, with the potential of a Taoist Demon—the Corpse King!
The atmosphere in the room suddenly turned somber...
...
In the Corpse Mine, however, Lu Chengyun suddenly furrowed his brows.
His heart felt a bit uneasy at that moment.
It seemed as if something extremely dangerous had occurred, but he was completely unaware.
What could possibly be so dangerous?
Lu Chengyun calmed his mind and began to ponder slowly.
Zhang Quan was already dead, and with him, the control over the Corpse King had vanished.
In this world, the only person left who could dominate the Corpse King was himself...
He had also used Mo Hua as a sacrificial offering to feed the Contemplation Map.
Once his Divine Sense was consumed, leaving only an empty shell behind, he would refine him into a small zombie to stay by his side and serve him.
After all, he was quite fond of the clever and adorable child.
The only problem was his proficiency in Formations, knowing too much.
The matter of the Corpse Mine was of utmost importance, related to the fate of the Lu Family and his own future path to the Great Dao. He had no choice but to eliminate all potential risks and nip them in the bud.
A child too intelligent could not be left alive.
A Zhang Quan, a Mo Hua.
Both were discarded by him, once they had served their purpose across the river, like breaking up the bridge after crossing it, killing the donkey after grinding the wheat—dealt with.
Besides these two, who else could threaten him? Who else could make him feel so uneasy?
Lu Chengyun's fingers tapped the tabletop woodenly, his expression cold.
A moment later, he opened some incoming reports.
These reports, gathered by the Lu Family cultivators, were about recent occurrences in South Yue City and the Corpse Mine.
Lu Chengyun relied on these reports to observe the movements within South Yue City.
"The number of passing cultivators has increased..."
"Their faces unfamiliar, unable to discern their aura..."
"The South Yue Sect grew distant from our Lu Family, declined the delivery of Spirit Stones..."
"The Taoist Court, on the other hand, did not err in collecting Spirit Stones, and the Brothel is still frequented."
"The Court Leader indulges himself in pleasures within the brothel and has once again humiliated a female cultivator to death..."
...
Lu Chengyun's gaze slightly sharpened as he contemplated in silence.
"Nothing seems unusual..."
"Am I being overanxious?"
"More passing cultivators are a good thing. Within hundreds of miles, only our Lu Family's Jinhua Street is most luxurious, indulging in pleasure to the extreme. As they toy with the bodies of female cultivators, they are actually providing my Lu Family with Spirit Stones..."
"There's nothing unusual on the Taoist Court's end."
"If there was really something afoot, the local Taoist Court couldn't possibly be in the dark."
"Otherwise, they would have shown at least some restraint, even if they didn't tip us off."
"Is the South Yue Sect putting on an act, desiring more Spirit Stones?"
Lu Chengyun snorted coldly, "It seems this Sect Leader is tired of his position!"
Lu Chengyun reviewed the reports once more; in spite of everything, he still felt something was off, but he couldn't pinpoint where...
"Could it be that the Corpse Mine's conspiracy has been leaked?"
Lu Chengyun considered for a moment, then shook his head, "Impossible..."
The only ones who knew the ins and outs were Zhang Quan and Mo Hua.
Zhang Quan was already dead, and Mo Hua had been fed to the map by him.
Beyond that, what those Corpse cultivators knew was merely superficial; they were clueless about the core aspects like the Formation of Ten Thousand Corpses, the Spiritual Pivot Formation, and the Corpse King within the altar.