Undeath

Undead?!

da f*ck?

I have no Idea what I'm looking at here.

I checked my stats and where the race is supposed to be it does still say human... but with undead within parenthesis next to it.

I've turned into a corpse puppet.... but how.

( A corpse puppet is when a cultivator either puts their own soul or someone else's into a corpse or a custom made flesh puppet)

For those of you who don't know, you cant become an undead by yourself. You either get raised by a necro mage or get turned into one through demonic cult....Demonic Cultivation!!!

That's it! The reason I turned into an undead and can use magic waste to cultivate is because I've been practicing a demonic cultivation technique.

But.. usually to become an undead it requires not only the help of a stronger fellow demonic cultivator, but also a pact with a specter or arcane evil spirit.

I didn't get either of those.... did I?

/{[^ not that we know of^}]/

Me neither, So I'm really confused about what happened. Maybe if I search my mental space I can find what technique I've been using to cultivate.( now that a mental space has been unlocked information takes on the form of scrolls and stuff) I enter my mental space and immediately notice some big changes. Next to the blinding ball of light I had before there's now this swirling vortex a couple times bigger than it. On top of the vortex there's this big blackish glass vial that's a little less than 1% full. And there's this oval shaped silhouette in front of the light. Ill assume its an egg, I don't know of what though. I look around some more and can't find the technique which can only mean one thing. Its a soul bound skill which is why it isn't inside my mental space. It must be inside of my spirit and since I haven't unlocked my spirit space yet I can't examine it. That's weird, spirit cultivation techniques are only for high lvl cultivators that can materialize their souls and sh*t like that. Yet, I already have one... I don't have an answer for this right now and wasting my time thinking about it won't get me anywhere. Now that I'm an undead being as well as a demonic cultivator I'm in trouble. I'm weaker than most people right now and I'm surrounded by enemies. In case you don't remember my family are made of exorcists.... good ones. Even our branch families have high spirituality.

So I have to become a martial artist as soon as possible and leave this place to become a free lance practitioner. Actually after I leave here I could join a demonic sect an.... no! never mind. Demonic cultivators are all evil f*cking monsters. My next best choice is to join a yin sect in the northern demon lands.

( Yin sects practice dark magic to fight against evil. Demonic sects, as the name implies, use dark magic and fight with demons against humanity and our allies)

I better not waste anymore time.

I return home from a quick trip to the alchemist shop. I had to leave quickly because I was being watched. The lady by the herb shelves didn't even try and hide her aura and intent.

I came back with 18 calcification pills, 4 Fang (yang feminization) potions... I don't know what these are, 3 mental impairment pills, and 6 sense dampening sticks of incense. I grind up all the pills and mix them well. I pour in the Fang elixirs and ended up creating a paste. I molded the paste into a sphere like shape and put the six incense sticks in it. I lit them up and started to circulate my internal energy myself this time. The smoke funneled directly into my lungs and circulated through all my veins stretching them open with pressure. It felt like I was breathing in a cool breeze. The energies inside the magic paste got tangled into a ball of chaos. The body, mind, and spirit energies were all fighting against each other and were kept tightly together because of my energy. Eventually the incense sticks ran out but smoke kept coming out of the holes in the paste. This magenta colored smoke gave me a different feeling. It was as if water were being poured into my lungs non-stop but it didn't hurt, it was just uncomfortable. The ball of paste began to disintegrate. It lost mass as the smoke escaped it and eventually was just some black powder on the floor. I snorted that stuff too. I cultivated for 1 hour and 46 minutes and managed to reach the 8th lvl of the un-mortal practitioner realm?? I've never heard of it. must be the demonic equivalent of the second realm. A couple more and Ill leave.

** bang..bang...bang** sfx

what the....

" Is anyone in there!?"

Oh shit. why are people here. I don't like this.

" If you don't answer we will just come in our selves"

I rush to the door and open it.

Guards. what are they doing here. This place is ran down and supposedly abandoned. Did anyone follow me here, it can't be. I was being stealthy with each trip.

" Can I help you "

The 13 guards all step back a little at the sight of me.

what just...

oh shit. I'm wearing some city guard gear. they might think I killed one of them and took it.

" Sir... care to explain why you wearing some pieces of an officers set?"

They have their hands by the hilts of their swords.

I have to think of a way out of this.

"This battered gear was here in this house when I found it."

" What do you mean?"

" I mean what I said. When I got here, I found this stuff laying inside one of the rooms."

They don't seem to believe me. Which is understandable. The gear looks like it saw a fight and its stained with old blood. Also they must be ready to fight me because if I did take down an officer, that means I'm 1-2 realms higher than them. they start a fight with me and they have a high chance to die.

" Understood then"

huh?

" We were sent here because a commander at the station 4 miles from here sensed dark energy"

oh f*ck oh f*ck oh f*ck oh f*ck oh f*ck

{[^ indeed^}]

" What do you mean?"

" There might be an evil spirit residing here in these ruins. May I ask how long You've been here?"

" Not even 3 days "

" Have you seen or heard anything strange... or felt like you weren't alone."

" Can't say that I have"

" Well, alright then. I can't feel any traces of dark energy here anyways"

" lets go boys, our investigation has concluded"

They all turn and start to leave.

" Wait, aren't you guys going to report that I'm here?"

" Oh, no we won't. We don't care if you squat here"

" Thanks"

" No problem"

Heh.. he called me sir. Am I really that big??