04. Outer Sect

As Fang Yang entered the mist it seemed to part aside revealing a pathway that he followed into the outer sect.

Walking into the outer sect, Fang Yang was quickly left stunned.

Despite being the outer areas of a sect this place could be mistaken for a bustling city.

The place was lined with shops and stalls and a few miles away he could see the residential area lined with houses ranging from dainty shacks all the way to luxurious courtyards.

Even as he looked at the people walking along the streets, Fang Yang couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Most people were walking around with a light smiles on their faces. Fang Yang even saw people laughing and joking with each other.

Seeing this, Fang Yang was left speechless. Is this really a place called the Corpse Ghost sect?

but after thinking about it for a while, it actually made sense.

Don't look at the reputation of the Corpse Ghost Sect and take them for granted.

They are uncontested kings in the local area.

With two Golden Core level ancestors sitting in town, the disciples had the capital to behave arrogantly. Even if you can't ascend to immortality, just making it into the Corpse Ghost Sect meant that you had made it in life.

Of Course, the premise of the Sect being a place that refined ghosts and corpses couldn't be forgotten.

Even in the few moments, he had been here Fang Yang had already lost count of how many corpse puppets he had seen walking by.

People were constantly walking past eerie giant coffins attached to their backs or faint ghostly spirits trailing behind them.

In some places, you could even see zombies acting like coolies and moving around heavy loads like it was nothing. Of course, since these guys were mindless zombies things like breaks or even basic rights were out of the question.

But even with these sights, nobody found anything odd. Its just that this still took some time for Fang Yang to accept. It's not that he was weird, the Corpse Ghost Sect was just filled with strange people.

Even if the disciples that newly joined felt like a few things were strange, after staying for a few years they would eventually get used to it.

In fact, it would be strange if an experienced old disciple started acting surprised all of a sudden.

Realising he had to adjust himself, Fang Yang decided to walk around the market and familiarise himself with these strange sights. Otherwise, if he was suddenly scared at the appearance of a ghost, not only would it be suspicious, it would be too unsightly!

Walking around the street stalls, Fang Yang began to check on a few items that were being sold and even inquired about the prices a few times.

Fang Yang did this without thinking too much, but before he knew it, he had already been wandering around for a few hours and the sun was already beginning to set.

Fang Yang quickly noticed the strange aura that had enveloped the entire place.

The once bustling streets had quickly become empty and even the stall owners were quickly packing away their stuff to get out of there. If Fang Yang didn't know any better he would think they were being chased by something.

Puzzled Fang Yang searched his memories for the relevant information, but after a while, Fang Yang' broke out in a cold sweat as he quickly decided to leave the place as well.

You see, In the Day time, the Corpse Ghost Sect didn't seem like that bad of a place and most people didn't have anything to fear. Unfortunately, the same could not be said about the night.

In the Corpse Ghost Sect, the night could be said to be the domain of the undead, after all, this was the time when Yin Qi reached its highest concentrations.

As a result of this, ghosts and zombies like to come out and roam around.

If you were still outside at this time and particularly unlucky, you could find your soul being sucked up by a ghost that was raised by a Foundation Establishment Elder or your brain smashed in by a wandering zombie.

These weren't just some baseless rumours either. They were actual cases that at least happened once or twice a year due to the carelessness of some new outer sect disciples.

After all, in the grand scheme of things, outer sect disciples didn't really mean much. They often had limited potential and could be easily replaced.

This, when coupled with the fact that a lot of Elders and Inner Sect disciples like to raise their undead 'free range' for the best results, meant that, even if you died a wretched death because of these undead, There would be no one in the sect to seek justice for you.

So anyone from the Outer Sect that dared to walk around at night was either confident in their strength or simply had balls of steel!

Unfortunately, the current Fang Yang was neither of these things so quickly fled to his small home.

As an Outer Sect that had already exhausted his potential, Fang Yang's home was nothing special. It was an extremely small shared courtyard that he lived in with 3 other disciples.

Each person had their own separate living space but the courtyard used to practice martial techniques and spells was jointly shared.

The living space he had was just a rather small, one-room shack that was decently put together. But even with this shabby appearance, Fang Yang quickly felt safe after he entered inside.

From his memory, he knew that even if the inner sect disciples and Elders did not value the outer sect disciples, they at least had a bottom line. They wouldn't kill disciples in their residence. As for those that weren't in their homes and died as a result?

They could only chalk that up to their own bad luck.

Looking at the room that was strangely familiar, Fang Yang sighed and brought out a strange, ink-black coffin out of his space pouch.


Opening up the coffin, Fang Yang saw a muscular corpse over 2 metres tall with muscles that seemed to want to burst out. The corpse's skin was a deep grey colour and it had a terrifyingly twisted expression on its face.

"So this is Zheng Li's father.." muttered Fang Yang to himself.

looking at this, Fang Yang could understand why Zheng Li flew into such a rage. I mean, who wouldn't be furious if they saw his parent's corpse get defiled like this?

But even if he could understand Zheng Li's fury, he wouldn't suddenly be overcome with pity and abandon this corpse, after all, this was his lifeline in this world.

Since things were like this he couldn't suddenly end up feeling pity.

Walking towards the corpse, Fang Yang did some preliminary inspections to make sure the corpse had not been damaged by the fight between him and Zheng Li but as Fang Yang was checking the corpse his face suddenly froze before an ecstatic smile appeared on his face.

Golden Bones and Dragon Veins!

Zheng Li's Father was actually born with Golden Bones and Dragon Veins!

As soon as Fang Yang discovered this, he couldn't control his excitement.

Golden Bones and Dragon Veins, was a special type of physique that ranked among the lower 10,000 special physiques. It granted its bearer Innate Divine strength along with a terrifying amount of physical endurance and resistance.

Although the physique by itself couldn't be considered heaven-defying with its low ranking on the special physique list. When its bearers pursued the path of body refining they could be Particularly terrifying allowing them to achieve double the results with only half the effort, becoming little geniuses in their own right.

The only downside of this physique is that it is very hard to detect without the inspection of an experienced expert, the physique will often go undetected and remain unawakened. So although the chances of someone being born with golden bones and Dragon Veins weren't extremely rare, due to the fact they often go undetected, becoming as rare as some of the more powerful 10,000 special physiques.

Even the original Fang Yang did not detect the physique when he first started refining the corpse puppet.

If it wasn't for the fact that some of the steps for awakening Golden Bones and Dragon Veins overlapped with the refining of the battle saint corpse puppet, this physique would still remain undetected!

"Zheng Li, oh Zheng Li! You truly are my Lucky star!" rejoiced Fang Yang

Not only did he introduce him to an excellent corpse puppet, but it was also one with a special physique!

With such a devoted brother, how could one not succeed in life?

After this thought crossed his mind, Fang Yang suddenly remembered something and brought out Zheng Li's corpse and put it inside the coffin alongside his father.