The Demonic Cultivator In Zombie World novel Chapter 137

The youth, now reduced to a state of stupefaction, was known as Chuan Deyou. Chuan, a surname of the Sunzi royal family, and Deyou his given name.

After perusing his memories, Chu Xuan discovered that the young man had never come into contact with a Psionic Cube.

Yet, there lingered a faint aura about him, an aura that was gradually fading. This suggested that from a young age, Deyou had grown up alongside a Psionic Cube, though the cube might have transformed its form of existence.

"It seems then, the most likely location for the Psionic Cube would be... the Sunzi Imperial Palace!"

A light of realization sparked in Chu Xuan's eyes. It seemed a visit to Sunzi was inevitable. Well, he thought, let it be a journey then.

Chu Xuan returned to the deck, which by now had become a true ship of death. Not a soul survived. Every resource from their bodies would be utilized to perfection. _{ƒrēewebnovel.com}

The diligent worker bees would carve the flesh into small chunks, consuming it and through multiple processes, regurgitate it as blood honey. The souls would be captured by the Myriad Souls Banner, serving as nourishment for malevolent spirits.

As for the bones... well, sometimes the corpse puppets found them particularly appealing.

Chu Xuan recalled the corpse puppets and the blood bees back into their respective Tower and Beehive. He then boarded the Azure Shadow Shuttle and continued towards Sunzi.

The kingdom was approximately a thousand kilometers from the Han country. With the speed of his Green Shadow Shuttle, it would take only two hours to reach Sunzi.

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Sunzi, Sun City.

This city was the oldest in Sunzi, unmatched in its antiquity. Just a glance upward would reveal the snow-capped Mount Sun.

However, no one considered it a serene peak; it was, in reality, a dormant volcano. Many believed that one day it would bring destruction to Sunzi.

At the heart of Sun City lay the Imperial Palace of Sunzi, home to the unbroken line of the Sunzi Imperial Family for thousands of years, a family revered by the people of Sunzi. Many believed the royal family to be divine, the beloved children of the great deity Sun, which justified their unbroken lineage.

However, not long ago, the general launched a rebellion and annihilated the royal family.

Since then, the general moved into the palace. This act stirred massive upheaval throughout Sunzi.

Loyal royalists frequently attacked the new government regime, and while many publicly remained silent, there was widespread, simmering hatred toward the general, believed to inevitably invite divine retribution from the Sun.

Even if heavenly punishment had not yet arrived, it would surely descend upon the government one day. Some even whispered that the missing eighth prince would one day return to cast the sinful government into an abyss with no end.

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At this very moment, atop the highest point of the imperial palace, a burly man stood bare-chested on the balcony, hands clasped behind his back.

Since annihilating the Sunzi royal family, he had resided at the pinnacle of the palace, as if to suppress the spirits of the thousands of wronged souls of the royal lineage. He was the government general, Gui Yongren.

Below the royal family of Sunzi were four major families: Gui, Long, Yu, and Hong.

Yu family had always been a staunch royalist and had been secretly eliminated by him before his coup. Their power and territories were swiftly consumed by the Gui, Long, and Hong families.

"Why do you stand here every day, Great General?" A woman, similarly unclothed, approached Gui Yongren from behind, her laughter tinkling lightly.

Gui Yongren responded calmly, "I am waiting for news."