"Ding... Command received. Consuming 1,000 Silver Dollar. Beginning upgrade of Mount Mao Taoist Techniques!"
Soon, a system notification rang out.
Rumble rumble rumble!!!!
In an instant, a torrent of wild memories flooded into Ling Xiao's mind like a raging tide.
These memories contained the complete usage and cultivation methods of all Lower and Middle Profound Grade Mount Mao Taoist techniques, along with introductions to countless righteous and evil techniques at the same level.
Even Taoist arts that had been lost for hundreds or even thousands of years surged into Ling Xiao's mind at that moment.
Within seconds, Ling Xiao had mastered each of these techniques as if he had cultivated them for decades, or even centuries.
It was important to note that even Uncle Nine had only mastered a few Lower Profound Grade Mount Mao techniques, and perhaps only one or two Middle Profound Grade ones.
But Ling Xiao now possessed over a hundred of them.
Most importantly, he had cultivated every single one to perfection.
Of course, with his current True Qi reserves, he could only perform the basic Lower Profound Grade techniques.
However, there was more—Ling Xiao discovered that the power of the techniques he used had doubled.
That is to say, a cultivator at the First Heaven of the Earth Master Realm using a basic Lower Profound Grade technique would normally unleash a force equivalent to 1,000 kilograms.
But in Ling Xiao's hands, that same technique could unleash a force of 2,000.
"Ding… Upgrade complete. Mount Mao Taoist Techniques upgraded to LV2. Power boost increased to 200%. Upgrade to LV3 requires 5,000 Silver Dollar!"
The system's prompt sounded once again.
"A 200% power boost? I see… Looks like the skills learned from the system aren't as simple as I thought. I'll have to hope for even better ones in the future!"
Ling Xiao smiled slightly at the thought, then opened his attributes panel.
Name: Ling Xiao
Divine Tomb Level: LV2 (Cultivation: 20 years, Time Acceleration: 50x, Special Bonus: 30%, 0/5000)
Realm: First Heaven of the Earth Master Realm (850/3000)
Zombies: Black Zombie: 0, White Zombie: 11, Green Zombie: 6
Ghosts: 0
Skills: Healing Spell LV1 (0/1000), Mount Mao Taoist Techniques LV2 (0/5000, +200%)
Silver Dollar: 800
After that upgrade, he still had over 800 Silver Dollar remaining.
And he also had more than 800 EXP. Once he completed the burial of Old Master Ren's corpse, he'd likely gain over 1,000 EXP and Silver Dollar!
With that in mind, his gaze returned to the burial pit.
With a single glance, he immediately noticed something was wrong.
The soil in the grave was mixed with dark red material, which upon closer inspection turned out to be blood that had congealed over many years.
These congealed blood traces formed a subtle and intricate formation etched into the grave.
"This is… the High Profound Grade corpse-nurturing formation — the Ten-Thousand Blood Corpse-Nourishing Formation!"
Ling Xiao's eyes lit up as he instantly identified the formation.
According to the system's inherited memories, this formation was created by a corpse-nurturing expert at the Heavenly Master Realm two thousand years ago.
It had already been lost for centuries. The formation used blood to nurture corpses.
Typically, animal blood—like that of cows or sheep—was used to nourish the burial site for at least ten years before burying a Zombie.
Of course, extremely sinister individuals would use human blood.
Zombies raised this way would become even stronger and more brutal.
If Ling Xiao wasn't mistaken, there must be a blood pool beneath the ground.
"To think someone actually managed to recreate this formation. Too bad—it seems incomplete, as it only allows for twenty years of nurturing.
If it were the complete version, it would require fifty years and could produce a Zombie King with power comparable to a Heavenly Master Realm cultivator."
Ling Xiao's eyes gleamed.
Because the formation was incomplete, Old Master Ren—after becoming a Zombie—still needed the blood of his own family to reach his full potential.
That explained why they insisted on reopening the grave and relocating the coffin after twenty years.
This wasn't about honoring the dead—it was a deliberate plan to destroy the Ren family.
"Did you notice anything?"
Just then, Uncle Nine walked over with a serious look and asked Ling Xiao.
He had carefully examined the grave but noticed nothing out of the ordinary.
"No. If even you can't see anything, Master, I certainly can't either."
Ling Xiao shook his head helplessly. He didn't reveal what he had discovered—he had his own plan.
"True. Perhaps it's just due to the unusual terrain here."
Uncle Nine sighed.
"Wen Cai, Qiu Sheng! You two, go burn incense at every grave, and bring me the ashes afterward!"
After thinking for a moment, Uncle Nine called out to Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng, who were wandering nearby.
"Yes, Master!!"
"Yes, Master!!"
The two responded in unison.
Time quickly passed, and night fell.
Uncle Nine and Ling Xiao had just returned with Old Master Ren's coffin to Potter's Field.
After all, the workers carrying the coffin couldn't move very fast.
"Master, something's wrong—look at this incense stick!"
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