Shock! The Evil Emperor actually pampered the entire cultivation world

The four people entered the door. The ice-blue dome was glowing with a faint blue light. It had evolved into ice crystal stone. Ice crystal stone can only be produced in spiritual places with extremely rich ice elements.

"With so many ice crystals, it seems that this tomb is really extraordinary..." A greedy light burst out from the village chief's dry eyes.

Yi Yuan, who was walking at the end, rubbed his cold hands and asked curiously, "Did the village chief know about this place a long time ago?"

"Yes...I discovered it accidentally."

The four of them walked a hundred meters. The deeper they went, the colder it became. Just as Yi Yuan was feeling a growing sense of weirdness, the view in front of him suddenly opened up. A gorgeous ice coffin lay quietly in the center of the circular chamber.

The ice coffin was simple and mysterious, engraved with mysterious array patterns, but the most attractive thing was the person sleeping inside... a woman in green.

She has skin as white as ice and as smooth as cream, and every detail of her bones and features seem to be favored by nature. She is handsome and elegant, and it is difficult to tell whether she is androgynous. She does not look like an ordinary human.

The four were so shocked that they were speechless.

After a long while, the village chief quickly stepped forward and stroked the woman's lifelike eyebrows and eyes through the bitter cold ice coffin. There was madness and obsession in his eyes, and his hoarse voice trembled with excitement.

"It's really... so beautiful! This will definitely be my best work! When I train you into a corpse puppet, you will definitely be able to break through to the Nascent Soul stage in one fell swoop, hahahahaha!"

Upon hearing this, Yi Yuan took two steps back in horror, "You are not the village chief at all, you are an evil cultivator! Xiaoling! Sister Lin Meng, run!" In panic, his expression suddenly froze, and the two bodies he bumped into were extremely cold, without any warmth from living people at all!

The next moment, two hands, one big and one small, were like cold iron chains, easily pressing him to his knees and sealing his tendons and veins.

Yi Yuan turned around and saw that Lin Meng and Xiao Ling looked like mechanical, pale zombies, with no trace of the lively look on their faces. He suddenly remembered that when they were in the corridor just now, there was no warmth in the breath of these two people!

It is impossible for non-monk cultivators to withstand the severe cold in the far north, where did the child come from! Lin Meng and Xiao Ling must be a pair of mother and son corpse puppets!

The village chief was lying on the coffin with his head twisted strangely, his dry and turbid eyes full of coldness.

"To be honest, in my five hundred years of cultivation, this is the first time I have encountered such a naive fool like you. Although your strength is only at the fifth level of Qi Refining and you are still a useless Confucian cultivator, you are good at drawing formations. If you are willing to sign a master-servant contract with me and serve me, I will spare your life."

"You are dreaming. I am a man of great stature, pursuing the great Dao. How can I become a running dog of an evil cultivator? Even if you kill me, I will never surrender."

Yi Yuan struggled to break free but failed, his face flushed red, "No wonder you admire the Evil Emperor Zhu Jiu so much, it turns out you are all birds of a feather!"

The old man grinned and laughed, "So what if you are an evil cultivator? No matter how glorious and righteous the righteous path is, no one can write his name on the Monument of the Gods. But our ancestor of evil cultivators, the Nine Nether Evil Emperor, can do it. Don't you understand? Only evil cultivators are the final destination of the Nine Nether Continent!"

"Destroy his Dantian!"

"puff--"

"Ah!!" The fist pierced through his body, shattering his dantian. Yi Yuan curled up in pain, sweating profusely, but he felt more hopeless.

The old man ignored him and tried to open the coffin. It was surprisingly easy. He opened the ice coffin with just a push of his spiritual power.

Without that layer of obstruction, the woman was even more breathtakingly beautiful. The old man's eyes were filled with a mixture of amazement and lust. He stretched out his ugly, old, withered hand and slowly touched the woman's flawless, jade-like face.

The visual collision between extreme beauty and extreme ugliness made the old man extremely excited, and a blasphemous pleasure occupied his mind.

Just as he was about to touch the woman's face, the old man looked at Zhu Jiu, who had opened his eyes at some point.

His dark, clear eyes were devoid of any emotion. He neither took anything into account nor looked down upon anything, including him, who was like a grain of sand.

A pair of eyes that don't look like human eyes.

Pretending to be dead!

The old man, who was used to seeing corpses, felt his scalp tingle for the first time and retreated quickly due to his instinct of danger.

However, it was too late. His body was nailed to the spot by an unknown force, and starting with his outstretched hand, it gradually turned into nothingness.

It was like being swallowed by some invisible beast, and in the blink of an eye nothing was left. The scene was so horrifying that even the dispirited Yi Yuan was terrified.

What kind of bizarre existence had they provoked?

What frightened Yi Yuan even more was that the corpse slowly sat up and fixed its cold gaze on him.

He was lying in a pool of blood, dying, and now he was using his hands and feet to move back a little.

Zhu Jiu walked out of the ice coffin, raised his lips, trying to make himself look gentle and polite, and said: "Hey, you are not dead yet?"

The beauty's resurrection was so touching that Yi Yuan was almost scared to death. "You, you are a human or a ghost!" He glanced at the ground and saw a figure swaying under the ice crystal stone. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Before he could even exhale half of his breath, he heard Zhu Jiu's cold voice above his head, "Do you think the people living in the tomb are humans or ghosts?"

When did she come?!

Yi Yuan had been afraid of ghosts since he was a child. When he was suddenly frightened, tears suddenly burst out of his eyes and he couldn't stop them.

Zhu Jiu was stunned, and bent down to look at him, with a look of surprise on his face, "Really? Are you really scared and crying? When you faced the old man from the Corpse Refining Sect just now, you would rather die than surrender, wasn't that very courageous?"

The entire ice cave was filled with Yi Yuan's loud wails. He thought of the cripple he had become. The more he cried, the more sad he became. He suddenly felt that life was meaningless and cried with tears and snot.

Zhu Jiu listened for a while and summed up Yi Yuan's eighteen years of rough experience.

He was born in a small village in Yueyao Country. He lost his father at the age of three and his mother at the age of seven. He and his sister were the only two left and were adopted by the village private school teacher. When he was seventeen, a water monster haunted the village and no one was spared except him and his sister.

The city lord investigated the files and found out that the ancestors of this villager were descendants of a general who died in the battle of Yueyao Kingdom. There are preferential policies for the descendants of the heroes of the empire, and the younger generations can enter the Imperial Misheng Academy with the recommendation of the city lord.

Yi Yuan makes a living in the small town by setting up and breaking formations for the monks. He is a rare formation master and is highly favored by the city lord.

Yi Yuan entered the imperial capital with a letter of recommendation, but unexpectedly his sister died of a sudden illness halfway through. The sad Yi Yuan was cheated of all his belongings by a fortune-teller.

In order to survive, he had to go back to his old job of breaking formations. When he came to Nixiao City, he was deceived by evil cultivators, his dantian was shattered, and he even saw a "ghost".

Zhu Jiu looked at him like a fool, "... Renwu Village, an uninhabited village, do you believe this name? Which village is built in the extreme north of ice and snow?"

Yi Yuan was startled, his face pale from the excessive blood loss. He was surprised and said, "Does that mean there is no village that was hit by the ice disaster?"

It was a pure heart. Zhu Jiu couldn't help but look at him differently.

But still crying.

In addition, he was seriously injured and was about to breathe out more than he breathed in. Zhu Jiu had a headache from the noise and rubbed his temple to comfort him, "Don't cry, or I'll kill you if you cry again."

Yi Yuan lay on the ground, tears streaming down his face, having lost the will to live.

"What joy is there in life, and what fear is there in death? Anyway, I am already a broken man, so please kill me, young lady. It will also be a good way to make amends for digging up your grave. I just hope that you can have a smooth journey on the road to the underworld."

Zhu Jiu: "...Okay, okay." She stood up and patted the non-existent ash on her hands, "Then you can die here, so I don't have to spend the effort to help you repair your Dantian."

Yi Yuan opened his eyes and struggled to grab the hem of Zhu Jiu's skirt, "Miss, please stay. I am willing to die for you and follow your lead! I hope you will have mercy on me!"

Zhu Jiu folded his arms and glanced at him, "Scholar, did you learn the use of words from the madam of the brothel?"

"No, it's just that I used to set up psychedelic arrays for Xunhuan Tower in my hometown. Every time I said that, I would give more spirit stones."

Zhu Jiu twitched his lips, "You are really flexible."

"I can help you, but I have one condition. I'll borrow your deceased sister's identity. By the way, what's your sister's name?"

"Duck head."

Zhu Jiu rubbed his fingers and said, "Say it again, what's your name?"

Yi Yuan was startled, "...Oh, that's the nickname given to me by the villagers. I'm used to it. My real name is Yi Chi."