Chapter 12: The Great Method of Controlling Corpses (Part 1)

  Qin Yifan was not a kind person before, and in his military career, he had forged an iron-blooded heart. If it were a few years ago, these two people would have used such small means to deal with him, and the result would be nothing but death.

  However, times have changed, and now is not the past. Qin Yifan is no longer the person who would impulsively make fatal moves. Many things, compared to the impulsive way of handling them in the past, are now dealt with a thousand times more calmly.

  Although the two wanted to use some small means to control themselves, after all, they did not want their lives. Of course, this is not that Qin Yifan had no reason to take their lives. And Qin Yifan's main reason for staying was still to get some inspiration from them on the aspect of cultivation.

  Wu Xiu had never entered the ranks of cultivators, and Qin Yifan wanted to make a breakthrough in this regard. He must learn from these cultivators' methods of cultivation from various aspects. These two fellow disciples were not important figures in their sect either, no wonder they were sent to this desolate place.

  The sea gathers a hundred rivers, and has the capacity to be great. If Qin Yifan wants to make a name for himself in martial arts, he must learn from various schools of thought, even imitate them. Of course, there are countless paths to cultivation, but for each school, their methods and techniques are top-secret, even if other cultivators know some general ideas, it's just superficial. For example, the Dan Ding Sect, other cultivators only know that they cultivate through alchemy, but as for how to refine the elixir, how to cultivate, no one outside the sect knows.

  This land of evil spirits, three cultivators have already arrived. It is unknown whether these cultivators can utilize the omnipresent evil spirit energy in such a situation. As for Qin Yifan, who is most accustomed to this place, he will naturally have many opportunities to come into contact with their cultivation methods.

  Even Qin Yifan had thought it through, and when necessary, he would give them appropriate guidance on how to adapt to the cruel atmosphere here, trying to make them stay here for a longer period of time.

  Although there are only three people now, Qin Yifan can foresee that in the near future, some people will come here because of this evil place. Not to mention others, just those who practice yin and yang won't let go of the yin energy here. Moreover, there will definitely be some ignorant people who will come to exorcise demons and eliminate monsters.

  Although it is likely that they are all cultivators, from the perspective of the Dan Ding Men sect, there won't be any high-level cultivators coming here. At most, they will just be some small fries. For those orthodox cultivators, no one would be willing to put aside their cultivation to come to a place that not only can't increase their cultivation but instead hinders it.

  As for those who guard the way, Qin Yifan is not worried at all. Even a heaven-defying person like that was reduced to nothing under the red light of an unknown evil spirit in the lake, how strong can the guardians who come here be? Moreover, it was several years ago, and at that time, the demon could only affect an area roughly the size of a lake surface, not a very powerful situation. Now the aura of evil has spread for hundreds of miles, even more so.

  He saw off the two brothers to their room, and Qin Yifan didn't stay in the inn either. He packed his things and went fishing by the lake. He didn't care whether they would stay or not, or what impact it would have on him.

  In the room, Shidi's injuries combined with the effects of the medicine made him sleep for a whole afternoon. Meanwhile, Shixiong Lao Zhang was by his side during this time, taking care of him. He said he was taking care of him, but his face was full of confusion, as if he didn't know what to think.

  "Junior brother, how's your internal injury?" Seeing Little Li wake up, Old Zhang recalled his thoughts and asked with concern.

  Both of them are people from the Dan Ding Gate, basically they all deal with medicinal materials, and it can be said that they are also half a doctor. Naturally, they are very familiar with the flow of diagnosing diseases. Moreover, there is a unique skill within the school, making it easy to know one's own situation. Here, internal energy cannot be used to heal injuries, so the elixirs for healing wounds are extremely important. Of course, for the disciples of the Dan Ding Gate, what they lack the least is the elixir for healing wounds.

  "Not good." The younger brother furrowed his brow, sufficient sleep made him look not particularly weak, but still couldn't hide the worry on his face: "What kind of place is this, how can one cultivation cause such strong spiritual interference, and slight carelessness leads to severe injury?"

  This senior brother had already experienced it, so he wouldn't feel surprised. What he's interested in now is Qin Yifan. How could the young innkeeper, who was also the master of this place, have such a powerful attacking force?

  "How is your physical condition?" These things cannot be told from appearance, and can only be asked of the person concerned.

  "It was chopped in half." The younger brother had already started checking after answering the older brother's first question, and now he had a painful expression. His own painstakingly crafted protective yuan ding was almost chopped into two halves, leaving him with only heartache and regret. If he had known that person was so powerful, why did he recklessly charge forward?

  Regret and heartache still linger, accompanied by a hint of lingering fear. Even cultivators, before reaching that realm, cannot help but be attached to life and death. Thinking about how one foot had stepped in front of the Ghost Gate, my junior brother couldn't help but feel uneasy: "Who is that person? How can they not fear the Seven Treasures Mystical Smoke at all?"

  "I don't know." Master Zhang also didn't know how to describe Qin Yifan: "But he didn't try to wipe us out, just wanted us to follow his rules here and not disturb those ordinary people. As for the rest, we can do whatever we want." After hesitating for a moment, he added: "He knows about our Dan Ding Sect."

  "What sect is that person from? How can he be in this place?" Dingmen has never been in the secular world, not a cultivator, how could he know? Shidi absolutely does not believe that Qin Yifan is not a cultivator. If an ordinary person can use a kitchen knife to cut through their own protective Dingyuan, then pigs can fly in the sky.

  Of course, it's not like there's no precedent for pigs flying in the sky, but that's also a very powerful demon, and according to legend, it's only happened once or twice. I wouldn't be so lucky as to actually run into one, would I?

  Neither of them had thought that the kitchen knife, which seemed ordinary to them, was not an ordinary kitchen knife. A cultivator would never use their hard-earned magic weapon for tasks like slaughtering wild game or chopping vegetables. Since the kitchen knife wasn't a magic weapon, then it must have been that person who broke through his junior brother's Protective Ding.

  "Junior brother, do you think the evil aura here will really affect our cultivation?" The senior brother hesitated for a moment before telling his junior brother what Qin Yifan had said last. Immediately, both of them fell into deep thought.