During this period, Qin Sang had sold several refined corpses, and had repeatedly asked to exchange them for this particular type of spiritual herb. Anyone paying attention would have guessed that the master of corpse refinement had likely suffered a backlash, which explained his desperation, so much so that he seemed willing to bankrupt himself for medicine.0

For demonic cultivators of the corpse path, being devoured by their own corpse refinements was a common occurrence. It was entirely reasonable.0

Precisely because of this, no one would suspect Qin Sang’s true intentions.0

A single stalk of Firethorn Grass was certainly not worth a late-stage Foundation Building corpse refined into a malevolent corpse. But in the world of immortal cultivation, trades were always based on need rather than equality; true equivalents were rare.0

Wen Yanjie was clearly trying...0