The Secret Way of Immortality

The opossum corpses piled up several meters high, extending like a city wall into the depths of the cave, each corpse bearing the same expression.

"They came so quickly."

A hoarse voice came from behind the mountain of corpses, followed by a thin, tall man emerging.

To Ren Qing's slight surprise, the man's eyes were replaced by two mouths, with eyeballs growing between the teeth, making him look extremely strange.

Huang Ziwan softly reminded, "This man is called Jiang Feng, and his术法 is also related to the eyes, but it leans towards curses, capable of causing people to die suddenly."

Ren Qing nodded slightly, and the man quickly approached.

Huang Ziwan introduced with a smile, "Jiang Feng, this is Ren Qing, a probationary member I've vouched for. He naturally has his merits."

Jiang Feng's gaze lingered on Ren Qing's double pupils for a few breaths, then he said, "Another half-corpse realm cultivator died last night. Let's go take a look at the body first."

Ren Qing's heart tightened. Even the intervention of the Jailers hadn't prevented the Mud Society from being attacked, showing how tricky the opponent was.

Huang Ziwan said, "It should be the work of the Mud Society cultivators as well, otherwise how do you explain so many opossum clone corpses?"

"There were no rat corpses when the first half-corpse realm cultivator died two days ago. They all suddenly appeared last night."

They gradually approached the depths of the cave, the air filled with a stench.

Ren Qing looked around and noticed several rooms similar to caves nearby, which probably housed the Mud Society's members.

A large pile of livestock bones was also stacked in the corner, showing that the Mud Society's daily food was indeed quite good.

Ren Qing consciously searched for clues, he noticed that the opossum corpses seemed to have died gradually while fleeing in all directions.

According to Jiang Feng, a total of five cultivators from the Mud Society had died.

First, three Martial Realm corpses were found in the stronghold in the north of the city, and then a half-corpse realm corpse was found in the south of the city.

After the Jailers sealed off the cave, another half-corpse realm corpse appeared in just two days, and the strange objects had mysteriously disappeared.

The three continued on, and the smell of blood from the corpses became stronger.

Jiang Feng suddenly stopped, and before them were a dozen crude houses, which should have been inhabited by many people.

A disheveled woman walked out of the house, accompanied by a half-human, half-rat Mud Society elder.

The woman should also be a probationary member, her hair wriggling slightly like a living thing, and she looked slightly surprised when she saw Ren Qing.

"Senior Jiang, all the entrances and exits have been checked, there are no traces."

Seeing this, Huang Ziwan said, "Yan Jun, go check all the opossum corpses, and notify us immediately if you find anything."

Yan Jun quickly agreed.

She came to the mountain of corpses, and the hair on her head immediately fell off, turning into thumb-thick pythons and burrowing into it.

Jiang Feng led Ren Qing into the house.

As soon as Ren Qing entered the door, he saw the corpse kneeling on the ground in a posture of extreme horror, definitely experiencing extreme fear before death.

The ribs in his chest and abdomen showed an outward trend, the internal organs had been hollowed out, and blood was still dripping from the wound from time to time.

"Ren Qing, check it out."

Jiang Feng deliberately tested Ren Qing. After all, if a probationary member was added to the mission, the remuneration would naturally have to be divided.

Ren Qing bent down to check the corpse for abnormalities.

He recalled his experience in the Jailer Hall, the Mud Society cultivator he encountered spat out opossum clones from his mouth.

He wondered if there was any connection between the two.

Huang Ziwan looked at the Mud Society elder and said, "Elder Qian, look at my memory, tell me about the Mud Society's Rat Plague Art again."

He mainly wanted to remind Ren Qing. Since he had stuffed the other party into the mission, he naturally didn't want to appear blind and ignorant.

Elder Qian honestly said, "After the Rat Plague Art is promoted to the half-corpse realm, there will be two different evolution routes, namely the Rat Mother and the Rat Plague Carrier."

"The Rat Mother is mainly for taking the place of death, but usually, the clone can only completely replace the body after the body has lost its breath."

"The Rat Plague Carrier is a plague poison. In order not to harm the lives of ordinary people, there are fewer cultivators with this evolution and they are subject to Jailer Hall control."

Ren Qing narrowed his eyes.

In his opinion,术法 all have three evolution routes. There may be exceptions, but he hasn't encountered them yet.

He didn't know if Elder Qian was deliberately concealing it, or if the Mud Society hadn't noticed it at all.

Jiang Feng said slowly, "So many rat corpses, isn't it caused by the Rat Mother?"

Elder Qian wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "I know every cultivator in the gang, but the appearance of the corpses is indeed very unfamiliar."

Ren Qing stared at Elder Qian and asked, "The cultivator who died a few days ago was a Rat Plague Carrier?"

Elder Qian nodded with an ugly expression. If the Rat Plague Carrier's strange object formed a forbidden area, many people would probably die.

If the Jailer Hall settled accounts afterwards because of this, the Mud Society would suffer a catastrophe.

Huang Ziwan threatened, "Let your rats keep a close eye on the city, it will be too late when something happens."

"Yes, sir."

Ren Qing patted Elder Qian on the shoulder, using the information flow to acquire the术法 he possessed.

【Qian Lao San】

【Age: Forty-one】

【Lifespan: Thirty-three】

【Art: Rat Plague Art (Blood-fed Rat Demon. Pseudo)】

The Blood-fed Rat Demon is evolved from the Rat Mother, but Elder Qian is obviously relying on devouring strange objects to have the Ghost Envoy realm cultivation.

Huang Ziwan said, "The reason why the corpse was dissected is that the person's intention was the Rat Plague Art's strange object."

"Elder Qian, are you sure there are no problems within the Mud Society?"

Elder Qian said timidly, "I don't know, but even if I use术法, I can't reach this level."

Huang Ziwan couldn't help but ask, "Can't the Rat Mother create clones in large quantities?"

Elder Qian shook his head and said, "After the clone transforms into a human form, the body will die with it, and finally the clone will survive in place of the body."

"Unless…"

Elder Qian's expression was slightly hesitant, but Ren Qing continued his words, "Unless the clone doesn't affect the body."

In fact, Ren Qing's words were not complete. If the body didn't live, there would be no death.

Elder Qian murmured to himself in disbelief, "But how is that possible."

Ren Qing pointed to the corpse and said, "The killer took out the strange object and directly chose to devour it, and after being promoted to the Rat Mother, he used术法 like crazy."

Jiang Feng frowned and said, "Then why did the Rat Plague Carrier die a few days ago?"

Ren Qing said hesitantly, "Maybe he was looking for the Rat Mother's strange object."

Huang Ziwan said gloomily, "I don't feel like he's very satisfied, otherwise he wouldn't have created so many opossum clones…"

Elder Qian's face changed drastically. Wouldn't the next step be to obtain the Blood-fed Rat Demon's strange object?

He quickly bid farewell and left, preparing to have the Mud Society increase its vigilance.

Jiang Feng didn't care. How could a Ghost Envoy realm die so easily, especially a Rat Mother known for being good at saving his life.

They continued to look for clues, even tearing off the wall panels.

At this moment, Yan Jun's shout came from outside the house: "There is a rat-man who has a chance of survival, he is still alive!!!"