NOVGO.NET Chapter 613 - 316: Black Mountain Ghost (3)
Chapter 613: Chapter 316: Black Mountain Ghost (3)
The Supreme Profound Gang in the North District is just a One-Star Level Cultivation Immortality Gang.
Within the Immortal City, they were allotted a small territory and lacked the qualifications to be assigned a graded Spirit Vein outside the city. Simply put, the Supreme Profound Gang was just one tier higher than a Martial Arts Gang.
But even being just one tier higher, they could still crush an ordinary Gang like the Black Wind Gang.
This was also one of the reasons why Cheng Zongyang didn’t want to develop his influence in the Ice and Fire Cultivation Immortality Realm.
Lost in thought, he made his way into the cave.
Cheng Zongyang took out a Geomagnetic Stone, using it to drive away the pests inside before entering the Wilderness World.
When he appeared in the marketplace, Luo Dingran was at the counter, writing something down.
"My lord." Seeing Cheng Zongyang walk in, Luo Dingran immediately bowed with his fists clasped.
Cheng Zongyang nodded slightly. "What about the corpse?"
Luo Dingran replied, "It’s been moved to the Preservation Warehouse next door. My lord, do you need me to bring it over?"
Cheng Zongyang waved his hand. "No need. I’ll go take a look myself. We can discuss other matters later. You can get back to what you were doing."
"Yes, my lord," Luo Dingran replied, clasping his fists.
Cheng Zongyang went alone to the Preservation Warehouse next door and saw the black corpse lying on the floor in the corner.
The corpse of the Black Mountain Ghost lay there silently. Its head was merely placed at the stump of its neck, not sewn back on.
As Cheng Zongyang approached, he could feel a cold, sinister aura emanating from the corpse.
Only then did he have a chance to truly observe its appearance.
Its build was similar to a human’s, but its skin was as black as ink, as if it had been steeped in it. Its hide was covered in wrinkles, like those on the face of an eighty or ninety-year-old.
These wrinkles were not regular or orderly, but chaotically distributed. Some were as deep and winding as a dry riverbed, while others were like gentle ripples, faintly imprinted on the surface. The lines of the wrinkles crisscrossed, forming a deeply strange pattern.
He gently touched the Black Mountain Ghost’s skin and felt a rough, hard texture. Its grotesque, human-like face looked even more ferocious up close. Its eyes were bulging, its nose was flat, and its mouth hung slightly open, revealing sharp teeth. Its limbs were as long and thin as a chicken’s talons, with fingertips as sharp as knives and a hard texture. Tapping one lightly was like knocking on stone.
It looked a bit like some zombies from the movies, but it wasn’t one.
Cheng Zongyang carefully observed the Black Mountain Ghost’s corpse and used his appraisal ability.
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[Black Mountain Ghost]
Description: A Tier One Spirit Monster, formed when a human corpse undergoes a Mutation due to certain special influences after death. It generally lives in dark, remote places and is extremely sensitive to the scent of blood. It enjoys consuming flesh, is bloodthirsty and cruel, and is extremely fast. Its hands are as hard as iron, it can spit poisonous smoke, and possesses Immune Toxin. The Blood Pill within its body possesses special effects.
Grade: Tier One
Points: 5000
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Reading the description, Cheng Zongyang finally understood why the man had said the Black Mountain Ghost was after him.
It turned out the strong scent of blood had lured the Black Mountain Ghost out of the mountains, and its intended meal was that man.
It had only attacked Cheng Zongyang because he stood in its way.
He nodded slightly. ’The Point value is pretty good.’ He continued to inspect the Black Mountain Ghost’s corpse. When his hand touched the creature’s Dantian, he felt a faint fluctuation of Energy.
He took a dagger and carefully sliced open the Black Mountain Ghost’s Dantian. As viscous black blood slowly oozed out, a blood-red, pigeon-egg-sized orb appeared before his eyes.
This Blood Pill emanated a thick, bloody stench so strong it was nauseating. Cheng Zongyang frowned and held his breath.
He didn’t know what purpose the Blood Pill served, but judging by the aura it radiated, it was certainly nothing benevolent.
’Appraise!’
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[Mountain Ghost Blood Pill]
Description: The Blood Pill of a Tier One Spirit Monster, the Black Mountain Ghost. It is formed by condensing blood essence, Evil Qi, and Resentful Qi after the creature devours flesh and blood.
Grade: Tier One
Effect: Can be used in Alchemy to rapidly and significantly enhance a Martial Artist’s vitality and Physique. Can be used in Artifact Refining to imbue Magical Artifacts and Magical Treasures with special negative effects, such as Evil Qi, toxicity, etc.
Note: There is a high probability that the Blood Pill will affect the user’s mind.
Points: 3500
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’This doesn’t seem very useful to me.’ Cheng Zongyang shook his head.
He was already at the Innate realm. His current task was to accumulate his Cultivation, refining his True Qi into True Essence. To break through to the Extraordinary realm, that True Essence had to be converted into Primordial Qi. This Primordial Qi would then break through his Mud Ball Palace and merge with his Yin Spirit to form a Primordial Spirit. Only then would he become a true Cultivator.
Therefore, even if this Blood Pill were refined into an Elixir, it would be useless to him. As for turning it into a Magical Artifact, he had no need for that either. As long as he had Points, he could buy something better.
So, without hesitation, he dragged the corpse and the Blood Pill into the small hut and sold them directly, receiving Five Thousand Points in return.
’I made Five Thousand Points on this trip. Even after deducting the cost of about ten Talismans, I still turned a decent profit.’ Cheng Zongyang was in a good mood.