You dare to cultivate without money?!

Chapter 1235 - 811-2

When he saw that figure, Ming Jue’s gaze narrowed slightly. "That is..."

The face was rosy, the skin full and tight, looking actually like a living person?

But in the next instant, when Ming Jue tried to search for the other party’s identity in the Spirit Realm, he couldn’t obtain any information.

Instead, through some markings on the other party’s body, Ming Jue confirmed his origin.

"From the Wanfa Sect?" Ming Jue was slightly surprised in his heart. Just as he was about to continue digging, he found the Spirit Realm starting to lag.

He clicked his tongue, then could only wait helplessly.

Ming Jue knew that inside the Maze Realm, the Spirit Realm connection had always been unreliable; the deeper you went, the worse the lag, and it could even completely disconnect.

The next moment, as the Spirit Realm refreshed again, Ming Jue looked at the data that appeared before him, and his heart moved slightly. "A Wanfa Sect cultivator who died in the Great War of Righteous and Demonic... this is a corpse?"

At this moment, after a careful inspection, Ming Jue also discovered that there was indeed no trace of life on the other party’s body, and there was no response at all to the Spirit Realm messages he sent.

Instead, as the other party gradually approached, he felt an increasingly intense corpse aura.

"What a corpse aura..."

As a Sect Affairs Officer of the Netherworld Sect, Ming Jue had no small understanding of all kinds of corpses, corpse items, and flesh and blood; at this moment he could immediately feel that the quality of this corpse was not low.

Adding in its origin from the Great War of Righteous and Demonic, that only made this corpse even more valuable.

"Even just for collection value, it’s at least worth tens of thousands of Immortal Coins, right?"

"And this corpse is very likely something Yingxin Heaven placed here; that makes it even more valuable."

"This is my chance!"

So in the next moment, Ming Jue had already cast a Netherworld Sect Taoist Skill, wanting to suppress the corpse.

But in the very next instant, he saw that corpse suddenly bolt like a frightened animal, shooting off with a swish.

"Chase!"

But the corpse was incredibly fast, and the Maze Realm’s Chaotic Space seemed to have no effect on him at all.

By contrast, Ming Jue and the others, afraid of getting lost in the Maze Realm, had no choice but to proceed cautiously as they advanced, and their speed naturally slowed down.

And along the way, Ming Jue could feel more and more cultivators’ gazes locking onto this corpse.

Ming Jue couldn’t help but loudly warn, "We found this first; it already belongs to the Netherworld Sect’s assets."

On the other side, as Zhang Yu gradually drew closer to the Ancestor’s corpse, he suddenly noticed something. "This Ancestor’s corpse... seems to be moving in my direction."

"Is it actively approaching me?"

"Why would it suddenly do that?"

Zhan Xian guessed, "Maybe... because of Ying Aikun, that member of the Ying Family."

Zhang Yu thought, "Ying Aikun?"

Zhan Xian said, "You should have guessed it too by now. Judging from what’s happened these last few days, the changes in the Maze Realm have likely drawn a lot of attention, and this Ying Aikun is probably here to compete for the legacy left by our Ancestor."

"But Ancestor himself was not someone who believed in bloodline inheritance."

"Although the Immortal bloodline does indeed transmit power, it can’t transmit a person’s ideology, can’t transmit a person’s thoughts."

Zhan Xian sighed, "So a long time ago, Ancestor deliberately weakened the power of his own bloodline. He hoped his inheritance could be passed on through ideology and thought, not merely through blood."

Zhang Yu thought to himself, "So the growth of Immortal Descendants has nothing to do with bloodline; instead they must constantly come into contact with Yingxin Heaven’s ideas."

Zhan Xian said, "So... maybe because he sensed the arrival of a bloodline descendant like Ying Aikun, the Ancestor’s corpse became more restless, wanting to reach you faster and pass the Cave Heaven Power to you."

Zhang Yu thought, "Yingxin Heaven doesn’t want to pass the Cave Heaven Power to his own bloodline descendants, so after the bloodline descendant arrived, it actually gave me a push instead?"

While Zhang Yu was thinking, the raging wind he had transformed into finally arrived near the Ancestor’s corpse.

But at this moment, several different forces had already gathered around the Ancestor’s corpse. It seemed they had all set their sights on this high-quality corpse and were ready to fight over it.

Ming Jue continually sent Spirit Realm messages to those around him. "Everyone, this is the Netherworld Palace’s asset. The person in charge from my side is already on his way. Please don’t act, so as to avoid unnecessary losses."

Someone sneered, "You see it, so it’s yours? Isn’t the Netherworld Sect a bit too overbearing?"

Another person said, "If the Netherworld Sect wants it, no problem—pay up and buy it. Just split the money among everyone present."

Someone else shouted, "I’ll offer 300,000 Immortal Coins to buy this corpse."

Hearing this, many cultivators immediately praised him and voiced their support.

Another cultivator at once offered 400,000 Immortal Coins, winning even more support.

Watching this scene, Zhang Yu muttered inwardly that it was troublesome. "They’re all trying to smash it with money? I don’t have that many Immortal Coins..."

But in the next moment, as the Spirit Realm suddenly lagged, everyone present abruptly discovered that their connection to the external Spirit Realm had been cut off.

Zhang Yu’s heart stirred. "The net’s down..."

"Should I just take it by force?"

"Would that run against Kunxu’s rules?"

Just as this thought surfaced in Zhang Yu’s mind, he saw a pair of colossal hands of roiling black cloud suddenly grab toward the Ancestor’s corpse.

This one move was like lighting a barrel of gunpowder. In Zhang Yu’s perception, in an instant at least a dozen people simultaneously struck at the Ancestor’s corpse. All kinds of lightning, Evil Qi, blood light, Sword Qi... all shot into the sky, crashing together in an instant.