The moment this voice came out, it turned into a thunderous roar that caused the fireballs on the stone pillars to dim.
The loud echo echoed throughout the cave, giving people the illusion that it was the might of the heavens.
Wang Lin took a deep breath, clasped his hands, and respectfully said, "Greetings, Senior Ye."
The figure gradually condensed into a middle aged man around 40 years old. This person was very handsome. His eyebrows were like dots, his eyes were like stars, and his face was as white as jade. He looked at Wang Lin with an expressionless face and said,
"Mu Rong, you can leave."
Mu Rong, who was kneeling on the ground, quickly stood up, and quickly flew toward a nearby cave. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared.
Ye Zizai waved his right hand and a thin layer of light appeared. He let out a sigh. With a hint of melancholy, he slowly said, "Wang Lin, you are not a disciple of the Corpse Sect, so there is no need to be restrained.
My junior apprentice brother Wu Yu must have encountered some trouble. Wang Lin, there is no one else here, so tell me. "
Wang Lin straightened his back. Before he came, he had already thought about it. There was no way he could hide anything related to Wu Yu's disciple from a Nascent Soul cultivator like Ye Zizai, so he told him the truth.
After pondering for a bit, Wang Lin told Ye Zizai about what happened in the ruins.
Ye Zizai quietly listened and didn't say a word. After Wang Lin finished, he let out a sigh and thought to himself, "What this Wang Lin said should be true. Before junior apprentice brother Wu Yu left, he said that his corpse puppet was about to advance in rank. What he just said fits junior apprentice brother Wu Yu's personality. The corpse puppet betrayed him.
Ai, junior apprentice brother, how could a corpse puppet betray him be as easy as you say? Even I can't defeat a mid stage foundation establishment realm corpse puppet.
I'm afraid there's a deeper meaning to you asking Wang Lin to deliver the letter … "Thinking up to this point, Night Freedom's Divine Sense swept over Wang Lin and he suddenly exclaimed in surprise. In his opinion, Wang Lin's cultivation technique was very similar to Shiyin's, they both had the Yin attribute. After pondering for a moment, he understood his Junior Brother's meaning.
While Wu Yu was asking for help, he was also recruiting a disciple for Shiyin.
Ye Zizai's Divine Sense swept past Wang Lin and stared at the strange Dumby. After a long time, he completely understood Wu Yu's thoughts. Dumby's body was naturally suitable to practice Shiyin's techniques.
Ye Zizai retracted his gaze and slowly said, "Wang Lin, he is Dumby who has accompanied my junior for many years."
Wang Lin nodded.
Ye Zizai took a deep breath and decisively said, "Wang Lin, I can see that the spiritual energy in your body is of the Yin attribute. It can be said that it comes from the same source as Shiyin. If you cultivate here, you will get twice the result with half the effort. Are you willing to become my disciple?"
On the way here, Wang Lin had already guessed what would happen. Ye Zizai's intention to recruit him was also within his expectations. Without saying anything, he respectfully said, "Disciple is willing."
Ye Zizai nodded and said, "Fine, since you met junior apprentice brother Wu Yu by chance, then you can really become his disciple. From today onwards, you will be my second generation disciple."
With that, he pointed at Dumby and said, "I'm going to take this Dumby away."
Seeing Wang Lin's hesitation, he smiled and said, "This Dumby has a deep relationship with junior apprentice brother Wu Yu. I won't harm him. I will personally take him as my disciple."
With that, he flicked his right hand, causing a dark blue jade slip to fly out. Then he grabbed Dumby, who let out a shriek as they disappeared from the karst cave.
Wang Lin caught the jade and scanned it with his divine sense. His expression immediately became strange.
There were only some simple spells in the jade. There was nothing about Shiyin's cultivation method. Wang Lin pondered for a bit and understood. Ye Zizai was worried, but Wang Lin didn't mind.
While he was looking, Mu Rong popped his head out of a cave. After discovering that Ye Zizai had left, he immediately flew to Wang Lin's side. Just as he was about to speak, he noticed the color of the jade in Wang Lin's hand. He was shocked and took a few steps back. He respectfully said, "Disciple Mu Rong greets ancestor."
Wang Lin was startled and looked at the jade in his hand. He smiled and said, "Brother Mu, you don't have to be like this. Is there a reason for the color of this jade?"
Mu Rong looked at the jade in Wang Lin's hand with envy. He smiled bitterly and took out a light blue jade from his storage bag. He said, "Ancestor, earlier you didn't have a jade so we could address each other as equals. But now you have a jade. Shiyin's rules are strict. How can I call you brother Wang …"
Look at the color of the jade in my hand. This jade is the only proof of my identity in Shiyin. The ancestor's jade is green, the ancestor's is dark blue, the elder's is light blue, and the rest of the disciples are white. "
Wang Lin put away the jade. Just as he was about to speak, the surrounding stone pillars flashed a few times. Smoke intertwined and formed a wisp of green smoke.
Mu Rong's expression changed. He formed a seal with his right hand and said, "Withdraw."
The green smoke immediately flew to Mu Rong's side and entered his forehead. It turned into specks of dust and disappeared.
Mu Rong closed his eyes and opened them after a while. He smiled at Wang Lin and said, "Ancestor, Ancestor Ye just sent a message. He has arranged a cultivation room for you. Should I take you there now?"
Wang Lin was surprised by some of Shiyin's secret techniques. For example, the message just now had been sent through smoke. Wang Lin rubbed his chin and nodded with a smile.
Mu Rong's body moved and he flew to a nearby cave. Wang Lin floated up and followed.
The two moved quickly in the cave. On the way, Mu Rong introduced Shiyin. Adding on what Wang Lin had heard from the youth in the formation, he had a certain understanding of Shiyin.
Shiyin, one of the four demonic sects, had more than a thousand disciples. They all lived underground and had their own cultivation rooms. Aside from a few disciples who needed to go out to buy things, most of them focused on cultivating.
Actually, it was not appropriate to call it a demonic sect. Compared to the Heaven Dao Sect's demonic flames, He Huan Sect's evil flames, and Wu Feng Valley's murderous aura, although Shiyin had corpse puppets, it was more of a cultivation maniac.
Every Shiyin disciple cultivated crazily. The reason for this was a series of cruel rules. Those who did not reach the tenth level of Qi Condensation in ten years, those who did not reach Foundation Establishment in thirty years, and those who did not reach Core Formation in a hundred years would be refined into corpse puppets.
This bloody rule was like a whip that lashed at all the Shiyin disciples, forcing them to cultivate crazily.
Every year, many people would be refined into corpse puppets. Every time they were refined, all the disciples would watch the ceremony and learn from it.
At the same time, some disciples would be sent out every year to find mortals with good foundations. No matter what method they used, they had to catch them to make up for the number of disciples they lost.
It was not that no disciples wanted to resist, but before they entered the sect, they would extract a bit of their soul and seal it on a jade slip. There were four types of jade slips. The ancestor's green jade slip could control all the disciples. Similarly, the ancestor's dark blue jade slip had the same effect. Next was the elder's light green jade slip.
Under these layers of control, no one dared to resist.
Mu Rong even vaguely pointed out that Shiyin was a large sect and that Zhao was only a branch. He had seen a rank 5 country's Shiyin envoy come here for inspection. The envoy's servants were all at the Nascent Soul stage.
The more Wang Lin heard, the more shocked he became.
He couldn't help but wonder why when Ye Zizai gave him the jade slip, he didn't extract a bit of his soul and seal it?
The same question came from Ye Zizai's body after he returned to the deepest cave.
"Why didn't you extract his soul and seal it on the jade slip?" The hoarse voice sounded like two pieces of metal rubbing against each other.
Ye Zizai's right hand slapped Dumby's head and sealed Dumby's five senses. He turned around and sat on a black stone bed in the cave. His right hand formed a seal and pointed to his forehead. Immediately, his body trembled and an illusory figure slowly moved out of his body.
This figure was very blurry and couldn't be seen clearly. After it left Ye Zizai's body, it floated in the air and looked at Dumby for a while. Suddenly, its left hand reached out and grabbed Dumby's head.
Ye Zizai frowned. He formed a seal with his right hand and spat out a blue Nascent Fire. The moment the Nascent Fire appeared, it turned into a rainbow and blocked the figure's claw.
Ye Zizai coldly said, "Luosha, this Dumby is my junior apprentice brother's successor. You can't hurt him!"
The figure laughed wickedly and floated to the side with his arms crossed. He said in a shrill voice, "Ye Zizai, you and your junior martial brother are just our Human Cauldrons. Back then, your junior martial brother left very quickly and left before Lord Zi could form his divine sense. It's laughable that he actually asked you for help. He's practically walking into a trap. Ye Zizai, now that we know where he is, why aren't you going to help Lord Zi swallow Wu Yu?"
Ye Zizai's expression was gloomy. He stared at the figure and sneered, "Before you completely devour me, don't even think about making me listen to your orders. As for Lord Purple, I won't help Wu Yu, nor will I help him. Whether or not he can devour my junior apprentice brother will depend on his ability."
The figure laughed and didn't seem to mind. He said, "Since you aren't willing, I won't force you. However, the next batch of divine sense has already been prepared. This time, there are ten people. You need to choose your furnaces well and remember your identity. You are just an external affairs disciple of Shiyin. Also, how do you plan to deal with this boy named Dumby?"
Ye Zizai was silent for a while and sighed. 400 years ago, he had become a disciple of Shiyin. With his talent and intelligence, he had reached the Nascent Soul stage in 400 years. However, at that time, the corpse puppet had formed a divine sense and started to devour him. This process was quite long, and because of this, he learned a series of secrets about Shiyin.