The Demonic Cultivator In Zombie World novel Chapter 174

Chapter 174: Such a Task of Saving the Souls of the Soul Star is Our Inescapable Duty!

On the extraterritorial battlefield, within Lei Family City, Golden Core cultivators from across the cosmos were a common sight.

Controlled by the Reincarnation Divine Church, the majority of Golden Core cultivators from more than ten stars had converged here.

Each star was allotted one thousand tokens, and even if ten to twenty percent of these tokens remained undiscovered, at least ten thousand Golden Core cultivators from various cultivation stars had arrived on this battlefield.

Lei Family City was a gathering place for rogue cultivators in the vicinity. The extraterritorial battlefield, unlike the cultivation stars, was highly unstable, riddled with spatial rifts and bizarre ancient beasts. Only a few unique areas were relatively stable.

Over countless years, these regions naturally became gathering spots for cultivators, eventually evolving into cities. Lei Family City was one such city, controlled by a Nascent Soul family. _{ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com}

Inside the largest inn of Lei Family City, Wan Wuying, Zhao Wuya, and Huang Yuanwu were gathered.

"Have we still not found Chu Xuan?" Wan Wuying asked in a low voice.

Zhao Wuya and Huang Yuanwu both shook their heads repeatedly. "I went east, and he went south; neither of us found any trace of Chu Xuan."

Zhao Wuya sighed lightly, "Fellow daoist Chu is highly skilled and would have been a great asset. Alas... perhaps he was just unlucky, landing amidst a group of demonic beasts."

Huang Yuanwu murmured thoughtfully, "I heard yesterday that a large group of Nether Crocodiles appeared on the western battlefield. Since the opening of the extraterritorial battlefield, many who landed there perished, and only a very few lucky ones escaped.

Even the talented disciples of the Majestic Sword Sect from Dawn Star died there. If fellow daoist Chu also landed on the western battlefield..."

Wan Wuying fell silent, eventually letting out a long sigh.

"Alive or dead, it's fate. It's not easy to stay in Lei Family City. We are all people with not much life left; there's no need to keep searching for him deliberately. Let's prioritize our own survival."

Zhao Wuya and Huang Yuanwu nodded in agreement, saying no more.

...

On Blue Star, Chu Xuan tossed ten Thunder Crystals into the Reverse Thunder Formation. Each head-sized Thunder Crystal was worth twenty thousand small spiritual stones, and these ten amounted to a staggering two hundred thousand small spiritual stones—all proceeds from the auction of the tokens.

"Fortunately, I had Wan Wuying gather some, or else it wouldn't have been enough to condense the Yin Thunder Seeds," Chu Xuan chuckled lightly, focusing intently on the task.

Days turned into years, and in the blink of an eye, three years had passed. The number of Yin Thunder Seeds in his spiritual sea had reached five thousand.

During his free time, Chu Xuan also delved into the study of poisons and occasionally checked the situation on Blue Star and the status of the Psionic Cube.

"Hmm? This fellow is still talking to himself, nonstop," Chu Xuan remarked, surprised as he took out the Psionic Cube. Over the past five years, that person who called himself Ma Nanshan talked daily, seemingly unbothered by solitude.

Just then, Chu Xuan noticed another light spot appear, significantly larger—about seven or eight times—than Ma Nanshan's. It radiated a bright light. Ma Nanshan, who had been mumbling to himself, was overjoyed at this development.

"Another newcomer has arrived!" he exclaimed. "Quick, tell us your name, which star you're from—talk to me!"

Chu Xuan, intrigued, watched the new light spot, waiting for it to speak. After a long moment, a weary voice emerged from it.