One person: I, Daoist Master, am a cultivator of immortality!

As Sun Yao spoke, he pointed to the corpse of Guanshan Taibao in front of him. Chen Yulou looked closely and saw a mummified corpse dressed in a black robe of Wuchang slumped there.

"Master Dao, what are you talking about? What enemy is more important to us than gold and silver?" Chen Yulou thought Sun Yao was joking, so he asked with a smile.

"Really? I thought the Guanshan Taibao would be more attractive to you than gold and silver treasures."

"What! Guanshan Taibao!" As soon as the words "Guanshan Taibao" were uttered, Chen Yulou was immediately drawn to it.

"Seriously, if it weren't for Daoist Master, you'd have a good eye for people. Brothers, dismember him!" Chen Yulou chuckled as he approached Sun Yao. After confirming with a glance that it was indeed Guanshan Taibao, he immediately addressed his Xieling brothers behind him in a chilling tone. Encountering Guanshan Taibao in this tomb meant dismemberment was inevitable. After all, Guanshan Taibao had nearly wiped out the four major tomb-raiding sects with the help of the Zhu family of the Ming Dynasty, even losing the Faqiu Seal at that time. One could imagine how much the four major tomb-raiding sects hated Guanshan Taibao.

"Alright, alright, you can figure out what to do yourselves. There's a medicine pavilion behind this pill hall, and there should be some aged medicinal herbs inside. I'll go take a look and won't disturb your revenge. Oh, by the way, there's not much to be gained here, at most the luminous pearl from the front hall that I told you about before. I think the Yuan Dynasty general's tomb isn't here, it's very likely on the top of Ping Mountain. I'll go up there as soon as I finish gathering the herbs, and you should follow me quickly. The good stuff should all be there, I'll go up the cliff and wait for you to come back."

As Sun Yao spoke, he waved to Chen Yulou, then strolled towards the medicine shop. On the way, he saw the corpse-grown locust tree. The corpse-grown locust tree was inherently yin wood, and with so many corpses piled beneath it, the tree grew continuously, nourished by these remains. Now, the shape of human faces could be seen on this corpse-grown locust tree; it was probably not far from becoming spiritually connected.

Sun Yao placed his hand on the corpse locust tree, and the next second his eyes suddenly opened, a fierce look flashing in them.

"This tree has actually devoured so many souls. It seems these alchemists are really not good people. Using corpses is one thing, but killing living people is another. This tree is filled with so many vengeful spirits. If they become spirits, they will surely harm the area. Today I will perform a ritual to help you pass on to the afterlife, so that you won't become a scourge in the future."

As Sun Yao spoke, golden flames suddenly appeared in his hand, and in the next moment, the entire locust tree was ablaze. The golden flames continued to scorch the tree, and strangely, ghostly wails and howls emanated from the fire. Golden fire is yang fire, most effective against yin spirits and the like. In less than a quarter of an hour, the entire locust tree was completely burned to the ground. Sun Yao looked at his creation and nodded in satisfaction, but as the flames subsided, a ghostly light emanated from the ashes of the burned locust tree.

Sun Yao waved his sleeve, blowing away all the ashes. What remained was a piece of wood, about the thickness of an arm and the length of a log, constantly emitting a dark green glow.

"Tree heartwood? I never expected that this locust tree could grow a tree heartwood. Judging from the appearance, the tree heartwood is at least 500 years old, and it is indeed a good material. If I don't take what Heaven has given me, I will suffer the consequences. This thing is mine."

As Sun Yao spoke, he put the tree heart into his treasure pouch. This thing was a good material for refining weapons; he might need it someday.

After dealing with the tree, he entered the medicine shop. Most of the pills and herbs in the shop had weathered away, with only a few preserved in jade boxes remaining relatively intact. He searched the entire building and found only three herbs preserved in jade boxes: a snow lotus labeled as 500 years old, a ginseng root labeled as 300 years old, and a he shou wu (Polygonum multiflorum) root labeled as 100 years old. These were all freebies, and of course, he was happy to get something for free. Even though Sun Yao only obtained these three herbs from the entire shop, he was still very pleased.

After carefully storing the medicinal herbs, he mounted his flying sword and soared into the sky. Back on the cliff, the people waiting to meet him immediately surrounded him, chattering excitedly about what was happening below.

"Don't worry, there's nothing wrong down there. They're transporting valuables and will be up soon. When they come up, don't tell the foreman I went ahead; have him bring you to the summit to find me."

After giving his instructions, Sun Yao didn't linger on the cliff. Instead, he mounted his flying sword and soared into the sky, heading towards the summit of Ping Mountain. He had originally planned to wait for Chen Yulou's return on the cliff, but after thinking it over, he decided it was best to resolve the matter quickly and return as soon as possible. After all, the Fulong Pill had been refined for some time, and even with its preservation in a jade box, some medicinal potency was bound to leak out. He needed to return quickly to consume and refine it, and shouldn't waste any more time on Ping Mountain.

He flew on his sword to the summit of Ping Mountain and looked down, where he saw a large white ape. This must be the leader of the monkey troop on Ping Mountain. This white ape already possessed human-like intelligence; its intellect was no less than that of a four- or five-year-old child. However, this time Chen Yulou did not have Luo Laowai send people to blow up the mountain, so it was not trapped by the coffin.

This thing possesses intelligence; if it were tamed as a spirit beast and allowed to cultivate, it might not be inferior to the immortals of the Chuma family. However, Sun Yang's most important task at present is to deal with the Corpse King, and he doesn't want to cause any unnecessary trouble. So he flew on his sword, rushing into the sinkhole on the top of the bottle mountain.

Upon entering the sinkhole, the first thing that catches the eye is the guardian general. There is no longer any life in the armor; he exists only by his obsession. He is not even a zombie, but merely a wisp of his soul sealed within his body.

Sun Yao raised his hand and unleashed a Purple Heaven Thunder Technique. The lightning pierced through the tomb guardian, shattering his remaining remnant soul. He then burst through the gate and arrived before the coffin of the Xiangxi Corpse King. With a single kick, he overturned the coffin lid. At this moment, the Xiangxi Corpse King inside the coffin had not yet sensed human presence, so even with the heavy aura of death, it had not yet transformed into a zombie.

Sun Yao rushed in and drew a Five Thunder Talisman on his forehead. Almost instantly, the Purple Lightning generated by the Five Thunder Talisman killed the Corpse King. All the Yin energy in his body was completely consumed by the Purple Lightning and he could no longer rise from the dead. Even the legendary Corpse Pill in his body disappeared as the lightning poured into his body.

Sun Yao looked inside and saw that the Corpse King's coffin was full of valuable items, but there was nothing useful to him.