The Demonic Cultivator In Zombie World novel Chapter 191

Chapter 191: A Cup of Tea, A Book, An Entire Day

Three Corpse Commanders!

Their strength was in no way inferior to a late-stage Golden Core cultivator. Coupled with the stall owner himself, who also exuded the aura of a late-stage Golden Core, this was an adversary not to be provoked.

Some cultivators choose the path of beast tamers, subduing spirit pets to fight for them. However, when spirit pets face truly terrifying enemies, they might flee the battlefield.

Corpse puppets, in most cases, fight fearlessly to the death. Once given an order by their master, they attack like mad dogs, never relenting until the enemy is dead.

Of course, if there is a shortage of meat or they encounter a stronger corpse puppet or ghost, even one's own corpse puppets might flee. Generally, corpse puppets are far more ferocious, loyal, and fearless than spirit pets!

No one dared to provoke someone who could summon three Corpse Commanders on a whim.

Chu Xuan spoke calmly, "Who was it just now that wanted to kill me? Step forward."

With a swish, the cultivators instinctively stepped back, singling out the unfortunate instigator.

The cultivator's face turned pale in an instant. "Senior, please hear me out, I..."

"I'm not interested," Chu Xuan stated flatly.

The cultivator clenched his teeth and immediately tried to flee using an escape technique. Bao suddenly vanished. When he reappeared, a dagger flickering with ghostly flames was already plunged into the cultivator's back.

Chu Xuan casually collected the body, tossing it into the Corpse Nurturing Tower, while nonchalantly clipping the storage bag to his waist. The entire process was smooth and undisputed.

His actions left no doubt about his identity—a true demonic cultivator!

Silence still dominated the scene that one could hear a pin drop.

"Let's not be so tense. I came here to do business, not to kill," Chu Xuan said with a chuckle.

Only then did the cultivators manage an awkward smile and begin approaching to buy his goods. However, their gaze towards Chu Xuan was filled with newfound respect and fear.

Every Golden Core cultivator there silently cautioned themselves never to provoke this formidable figure.

The old cultivator next to Chu Xuan watched him and murmured, "So that's it... Real strength is the true essence of doing business."

The tightly sought-after demonic pills and talismans were quickly sold out. Even though Chu Xuan's prices were steep, the cultivators had no choice but to grit their teeth and tighten their belts to make the purchases.

Before noon had even arrived, Chu Xuan's stall was completely sold out. He promptly closed up shop, gathered his three corpse puppets and swiftly departed.

"Follow him."

Several shadows darted through the crowd, coldly fixating on Chu Xuan's retreating figure and chasing after him.

Chu Xuan caught a glimpse of them from the corner of his eye and couldn't help but let out a cold laugh. He had anticipated that unveiling so many demonic pills and talismans and tending to three corpse puppets would attract certain individuals' attention.

The Majestic Sword Sect and the Celestial Sound Zen Temple, both proponents of accumulating virtue, believed that rearing corpse puppets necessitated the slaughter of numerous mortals, certainly accruing vast amounts of bad karma.

If they could eliminate Chu Xuan, the demonic cultivator, his amassed evil deeds would convert into their virtue. Killing a deeply wicked demonic cultivator could yield more virtue than saving hundreds of thousands of mortals!

It was likely that the cultivators from these two sects would relish the opportunity to eradicate him.

"I'm not playing this game with you," Chu Xuan muttered as he retracted his three corpse puppets into the Corpse Nurturing Tower. He then expended some of his merit to activate the Mahayana Swift Escape, a technique that instantly boosted his escape speed to the extreme, disappearing into the vast wilderness in a blink.