Lin Feng smiled happily. That kind of solution was the best for demon corpses who had sentience even if they werenât very smart.
The seven generals disappeared from Lin Fengâs field of vision, leaving the seven corpses behind.
Lin Feng and Song Zhuang walked over to the corpses and inspected them. They happily realized that among the seven corpses, five of them were High-Level Holy Emperorsâ corpses, the two others were Low-Level Holy Emperors. The journey had been very rewarding.
As Lin Feng and Song Zhuan were about to go back to the Gods Sect, Lin Fengâs ring shook, and a manâs voice came from it. âBrother Lin Feng, can you give me one corpse?â
Lin Feng looked startled. He waved his left hand and Broken Soul Di appeared.
âBrother Lin Feng, can you give me one corpse?â
Broken Soul Di was begging Lin Feng. Lin Feng frowned and looked at him.
Broken Soul Di used to be as strong as Bodhidharma, Demon King Ox, and Hu Mo when he was still alive. Right now his condition was miserable.
If Lin Feng could help him regain his original strength, it would be incredible and maybe Lin Feng could benefit from it, like with Yan Di. Lin Feng could afford to gamble though, because even if Broken Soul Di came back to life, he wouldnât pose a threat to Lin Feng.
Thinking about that, Lin Feng nodded and said, âAlright, Di, Iâll give you a High-Level Holy Emperorâs body. When your soul recovers, I will help you regain your original strength and take your revenge.â
âReally? Haha, thank you very much Brother Lin Feng! If you help me recover, I will do all I can to help you my entire life, even if I have to risk my life!â said Broken Soul Di. He looked enthusiastic and touched.
Lin Feng didnât take that seriously, though, he would wait to see if he really meant it.
âLin Feng, who is that?â asked Song Zhuang, looking at the broken soul floating in the air.
âHeâs Di. Heâs a strong cultivator who died during the battle of the ancient times. Now, heâs only a broken soul,â explained Lin Feng simply. One could hear that he had compassion for Diâs situation though.
Song Zhuang nodded and smiled at Di, âDonât worry. Lin Feng and I will help you recover. At least, I will help you as long as you are good to Lin Feng,â added Song Zhuang.
That was a strange way to say things. Di was startled, but he didnât say anything, he was too excited. He cupped his fist as a way to thank Song Zhuang for his kind words.
âAlright, letâs not waste time. Letâs go back,â said Lin Feng. He didnât feel like wasting time. He wanted to get back to the Gods Sect quickly to announce that he was done with the mission and get his reward. The thought itself was exciting.
Song Zhuang nodded. Broken Soul Di went back into his ring. Lin Feng waved his left hand and a High-Level Holy Emperorâs body followed Broken Soul Di into his ring.
âIâll put the others in here.â Lin Feng took out another ring and put the remaining corpses inside.
âLetâs go,â he said to Song Zhuang. He took out the shuttle, they jumped in, and left as fast as lightning. This time, Song Zhuang drove the shuttle, so they flew even faster. That way, they arrived in the Gods Sect in less than an hour.
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At that moment, the atmosphere in the patriarchâs pavilion was oppressive.
Holy Fourth Mo Da, his little brother Prince Unicorn, and Holy Fourthâs servants were there and looked furious.
Not only had they failed to steal corpses, but they had also been injured. Holy Fourth was furious. The seven demon corpse generals had joined hands to fight against them. Holy Fourth was particularly angry.
But at least, on the way back, he had managed to snatch three Low-Level Holy Emperorsâ corpses, which meant he had successfully completed the mission.
Fan Sheng Jun was satisfied. It had been a very long time since a disciple of the Gods Sect had successfully completed that mission and come back with so many corpses.
âHoly cultivators are extremely strong, as expected. Everybody will be talking about you in the sect when they know you successfully completed the mission,â said Fan Sheng Jun, smiling at Holy Fourth Mo Da flatteringly. Even though he was a patriarch, his social status wasnât as important as Mo Daâs, or at most they were equivalent, so he had to be respectful.
Holy Fourth Mo Da looked glum. He knew Fan Sheng Jun was just trying to cheer him up. Holy Fourth had the impression he had just humiliated himself this time by taking up the mission.
Holy Fourth didnât say anything. Unicorn ordered some people to take care of the corpses and find their respective sects. The Gods Sect would get Godly Stones and some other precious items in exchange.
âBy the way, Patriarch, Iâve heard that Lin Feng took the initiative to come and take up the Demon Corpses Hill mission?â Unicorn smiled mockingly after the servants left.
Fan Sheng Jun knew what Unicorn was trying to do, but he was a patriarch, he was on nobodyâs side. Therefore, he just told the truth.
âIndeed. You didnât bump into him, it seems,â said Fan Sheng Jun.
Holy Fourth Mo Da was frustrated. , he thought.
âHaha! Brother Lin Feng will probably come back without a single corpse. He isnât skilled enough to be Master Bodhidharmaâs disciple,â Unicorn proclaimed mockingly. He was making fun of Lin Feng, but actually, one could see that he was angry and hated Lin Feng.
Fan Sheng Jun smiled blandly, but didnât say anything. Regarding Lin Fengâs success or failure, he would see when Lin Feng came back.
When Unicorn finished talking, one of the patriarchâs servants rushed in. âPatriarch, Uncle Lin Feng is back.â
Holy Fourth Mo Da, Unicorn and Fan Sheng Jun raised their heads. They all had different expressions.
âHave him come,â said Fan Sheng Jun. The disciple ran away again.
âBrother Patriarch, Iâm back!â The disciple quickly came back with Lin Feng and Song Zhuang. They both smiled calmly. When Lin Feng saw Holy Fourth and Unicorn, he looked surprised and asked, âHoly Fourth is here, too?â
âHmph! Letâs go!â Holy Fourth Mo Da didnât feel like looking at Lin Feng at all, so he got ready to leave, but Unicorn prevented him from leaving.
âHey, Brother, no rush! I want to see how well Lin Feng did, donât you?â
âIndeed, donât you want to see how well Uncle Lin Feng did, Your Holiness?â asked Wu Lin, coming in and smiling.
Fan Sheng Jun frowned and looked at Wu Lin angrily. Wu Lin smiled awkwardly and took a few steps backwards.
When Lin Feng heard those people laugh mockingly, he smiled indifferently, stretched out his left hand and handed a ring to Fan Sheng Jun.
âHere. Thatâs what I got. I think I can get my few hundreds of thousands of Godly Stones, and I can also become an elder,â said Lin Feng smiling broadly.
âHaha! What a joke! How ridiculous! You think you can act so arrogantly because you stole half a corpse! Master Bodhidharma didnât teach you how to behave, it seems!â shouted Holy Fourth Mo Da furiously.
âMind your own business,â sniffed Lin Feng, not giving Holy Fourth face.
âAlright, stop arguing!â shouted Fan Sheng Jun. He released two threads of Qi and forced them to move back.
Holy Fourth looked glum. Lin Feng was startled. Fan Sheng Jun didnât have an undeserved reputation.
âHoly Fourth came back with three Low-Level Holy Emperorsâ corpses. Lin Feng, if you surpassed him, you will get your reward,â said Fan Sheng Jun, getting ready to check the ring.