The Demonic Cultivator In Zombie World novel Chapter 121

The Situ Clan was one of the Foundation Establishment clans under the banner of the Heaven Burning Sect. A Foundation Establishment clan, as the name suggests, always had Foundation Establishment cultivators presiding over it.

Should a day come when there were no Foundation Establishment cultivators, they would be demoted to a Qi Refining clan. Conversely, successfully condensing a Golden Core would elevate them to a Golden Core clan.

Chu Xuan found it somewhat surprising that the Situ Clan had once been a Golden Core clan!

However, over time, their talent had dwindled, and three hundred years ago, they had already degraded into a Foundation Establishment clan.

Even though the Situ Clan was no longer a Golden Core clan, they still possessed the arrogance and haughtiness to justify their position as the rulers of this land. Most of the cultivators in the Golden Lake Market were from the Yu Kingdom.

With the Heavenly Seal Sect gone, those roaming cultivators and minor sect cultivators had no choice but to rely on the Heaven Burning Sect. As a foundational clan under the Heaven Burning Sect, the Situ Clan naturally stood above them!

"The former Golden Core clan must have had profound foundations. Perhaps they possess the condensation core technique and body refining arts that I seek. However, they are unlikely to willingly hand over their treasures to me; I will have to take matters into my own hands."

Chu Xuan sighed lightly. If the Situ Clan were willing to offer up their treasures voluntarily, why increase the cycle of killing unnecessarily?

"But before taking action, I must first investigate the strength and foundations of the Situ Clan; I cannot afford to waste time and Spiritual Qi on a fruitless endeavor. My time is precious."

Chu Xuan continued to stroll through the Golden Lake Market. The stalls set up by Qi Refining cultivators naturally did not catch his eye. However, he still bought some spirit plant seeds as supplements.

Afterward, Chu Xuan left the Golden Lake Market. There was too little intelligence to be gained from this market.

He needed to go to larger markets where Foundation Establishment cultivators frequented. However, not long after Chu Xuan left the Golden Lake Market, he sensed someone tracking him.

"Interesting, I've actually been targeted by a bandit cultivator."

Chu Xuan couldn't help but smile. A bandit cultivator, one who lived by robbery, was also a demonic cultivator.

"And yet, this great demonic cultivator of mine has been seen as a fat target by a little demonic cultivator."

Chu Xuan continued on his way, unhurried, until he arrived at a secluded grove of trees, where he finally stopped.

A cold chuckle came from behind him.

"So this is the burial ground you've chosen for yourself; it's quite secluded."

Chu Xuan turned towards the sound and saw a middle-aged cultivator with a lean figure. The man's face showed a ferocious gleam, clearly regarding Chu Xuan as a lamb to be slaughtered.

Chu Xuan smiled faintly, "You intend to rob me?"

The bandit cultivator chuckled, "I've been searching for targets for several days, and among them, you caught my eye the most. You bought spirit plant seeds; it seems you're a farmer! I've killed plenty of farmers. Heh heh, these cultivators are timid and weak, with low strength. Even if the loot is meager, it's still meat on the bone. Mosquito meat is meat after all. Heh heh heh, don't struggle in vain. I'm at the fifth level of Qi Refining; you can't possibly be my match."

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Chu Xuan clicked his tongue in amusement. It seemed that in the future, he mustn't appear too ordinary, lest he attract the attention of bandit cultivators.

He raised his hand, and with a swift motion, pinched a plump little insect between his fingers. The insect's sharp mouthparts writhed as if capable of devouring everything.

With a soft pop, Chu Xuan exerted a slight pressure and burst the little bug. Spiritual Qi enveloped his palm, preventing any of the insect's fluids from touching him.

He chuckled lightly, "Is this your tactic? A Gu, a Brain-Eating Bug?"