I Am A Corpse Collector In The World Of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 93: One Year

"A Baiyan-class tomb actually sold for 170,000 high-grade spirit stones. Is it necessary to be so exaggerated?"

Inside the auction house, in a private box, a group of people were amazed.

They were all Baiyan Luck Masters, including Song Yucheng and his group of three.

They had sold tombs before, but the highest price they had received was less than 140,000 high-grade spirit stones.

"He truly deserves to be the number one Baiyan Luck Master of today," one Luck Master sighed.

"In the future, he will definitely dominate as the number one in Baiyan. It's impossible not to acknowledge him."

"I really want to make friends with Chen Shen, but unfortunately, he is completely focused on cultivation and always hides in his room. He never interacts or attends gatherings with us. If I could use his name to auction off slots, I could earn even more spirit stones."

Listening to their companions' words, Song Yucheng and his group felt bitter.

They were the ones with the best chance of becoming friends with Chen Shen, but the first two missed their opportunities and didn't treat him well. The only person who approached him with a thick skin was persuaded to leave by the two of them.

It's such a pity, Song Yucheng and his companion shook their heads slightly.

...

After about half an hour, all four of Chen Shen's large tomb slots were sold.

A total of 700,000 high-grade spirit stones, a huge profit.

Even Chen Shen, who had experienced many ups and downs, felt excited when he saw so many spirit stones for the first time.

After deducting the Wang Family's minimum price of 100,000 and the auction house's commission, he obtained a total of 540,000 high-grade spirit stones.

And he didn't have to pay any taxes.

"Master Chen, these are your spirit stones, please check them."

A female cultivator entered the private room and respectfully handed him a storage ring.

"Please inspect and keep it safe, the storage ring needs to be returned."

"..." Chen Shen.

Why does this sentence sound so familiar?

He took out a jade hairpin from his head and then scanned the storage ring with his divine sense, transferring all the spiritual energy into the jade hairpin.

This was the spatial jade hairpin of the genius Jiang Xingyue from back then, but he had refined it again, doubling its space capacity.

"These are the tokens of the four powerhouses that need to be buried. They will all be buried tomorrow." The female cultivator took out four jade pendants and said.

Chen Shen accepted them and nodded.

After the female cultivator left, he continued to watch the bidding for the tombs of the powerhouses without changing his expression.

Buzz!

The delicate brocade bag at his waist moved slightly.

That was his divine sense secretly entering the jade hairpin, transferring all the spirit stones into this treasure bag.

"Purple Garden is safe, but in case there are any thieves, it's hard to guarantee. I should put the spirit stones in a safer place when I go back." He thought to himself.

Having a little bit of foresight always had its benefits.

Chen Shen watched for a while longer and left before the auction ended.

During this period, there were no vacancies in the Zihè Tomb, so there weren't too many people.

But if news of the Zihè Tomb being available spread, it would probably become much more lively.

He had heard from Lao Zhao that some people in the city had waited for decades or even hundreds of years to obtain a tomb of this level.

However, those deceased ancestors of the families and sects who hadn't been buried yet, if they were aware of it in the afterlife, who knows how they would feel.

The next day, the four noble families and sects that needed to bury their deceased were already waiting at the entrance of the Purple Garden.

None of them were from the royal city.

"I've heard of Master Chen's reputation, but I didn't expect him to be so young. Truly remarkable!"

The four main figures hurriedly stepped forward to greet Chen Shen as he approached.

Chen Shen didn't waste too much time on pleasantries. After comparing the tokens, he led the group of people into the Purple Garden.

"Master, your methods are amazing!"

Inside the garden, Chen Shen displayed the formation he had used during the debate a few days ago.

The main purpose was to impress these people, accumulate more fame, and naturally increase his value.

After about two hours, all four families had completed the burials.

"It's been a long time since I've done this. It was just so-so."

Chen Shen received the rewards from the system.

They were all deceased Soul Formation ancestors, so the experience gained was not much.

"The place is bigger now. Among these Soul Formation ancestors, half of them have medium-grade spiritual roots. Their techniques and abilities should be much stronger than those of the Hundred Nations."

"It's like opening a blind box. I hope there will be surprises next time."

Chen Shen looked forward to it.

...

The following days became much more peaceful.

He spent most of his time cultivating, dedicating only a small amount of time to studying Luck. The rest was spent on improving his cultivation.

Chen Shen's talent in Luck was really good. Even though he spent far less time on it than cultivation every day, it still improved significantly.

"Just like this, I have confidence in advancing to the Green Sparrow within two years. However, I shouldn't be too hasty. If someone targets me and captures me to dissect me, it wouldn't be good."

"Let's strive to make a breakthrough within three years."

He pondered.

Three months later, it was time for the Daoist Conference again.

What's interesting this time is that there is only one spot available!

Bai Yan's tomb has one, while Lv Que and Zi He have none.

"There's only one spot, why bother competing? It's better to just give it to Chen Shen directly. Or we can save the spot for the next quarter," complained Bai Yan's Luck Master.

"Look at what you're saying, don't be so sour. Without us participating, how can we highlight Chen Shen's extraordinary talent? Without us, who will prove that Chen Shen is a genius?"

"So our existence is to compare who is a genius?"

"No, you have proven your mediocrity."

As expected, it was another brilliant exhibition match, with Chen Shen overpowering everyone and winning the only spot.

"The comprehension of the Green Sparrow Formation is getting deeper." The host of the competition, Master Zi He, nodded slightly with a smile on his face.

Three days later.

"Open the blind box!"

"Successful burial, obtained some high-quality spiritual roots!"

Chen Shen's face showed joy, his luck was really good.

"I should buy a large mansion now."

Zi Yuan's Luck Master not only cultivated in the garden, but almost everyone in the city had their own mansion.

After all, being a Luck Master in Zi Yuan was a comfortable and stable job without much conflict.

So everyone had their own small home, and most of them had settled down.

Chen Shen rode in a carriage, traversing the bustling royal city.

He got off the carriage and went to the most famous restaurant in An Wang City to eat and drink alone.

After more than an hour, the carriage stopped at a shop.

"Full payment for the house!" This was Chen Shen's most resolute action in the top-tier city.

Next, Chen Shen visited several mansions in a residential area with five or six streets.

Finally, he bought the courtyard in the central position of the thirteenth street in this quiet residential area.

"Guest has a good eye, the previous owner of this house was also a Luck Master, so you have some fate with him," the shopkeeper said with a smile.

"Not bad, it's not dusty, should be cleaned every day."

Chen Shen walked into the mansion and looked around, nodding slightly.

"Of course, since the master is a Luck Master, you should be able to see that this mansion has an excellent location, facing north and south..."

...

Fifteen minutes later, Chen Shen entered the house with a contract similar to a property certificate.

"Eight years of hard work to settle down, not bad," he nodded slightly.

In the evening, he transformed his appearance, changed his bones, and left the mansion.

"I still can't change the habit of acting at night."

Wearing a mask and a black robe, Chen Shen muttered to himself.

He bought some materials for setting up formations.

After years of collecting corpses, he had gained something in all four arts and obtained many experience packs.

"Now the concealment formations I can set up can at most prevent Soul Formation Ancestors from prying, that's all."

Three days later, Chen Shen set up several killing formations and concealment formations inside and outside the mansion.

There was also a large-scale Spirit Gathering Formation in the entire mansion.

After completing all of this, he smiled with satisfaction.

"You three, take good care of the mansion every day. There are formations in the courtyard, this is the formation plate, I will come here often."

Chen Shen hired three servants to manage the mansion and then returned to Zi Yuan.

In the following nine months, Chen Shen obtained two spots and sold them at sky-high prices.

There was one quarter where not even a single tomb was available.

"Have you noticed that among us Bai Yan Luck Masters who have graduated, it seems that only Chen Shen hasn't visited the cemetery."

"After graduating, he became the first place. If you were him, would you bother visiting?"

Many people envied and discussed.

"Let's go, two Purple Crane tombs are available this time, the competition will definitely be intense." Someone said.

"Chen Shen, are you willing to go to the auction house with us to watch the battle for the Purple Crane?" A group of Bai Yan Luck Masters invited Chen Shen, but he politely declined.

"Although this person has good talent and has always been in first place, he seems too reclusive. We are all fellow practitioners, we should communicate with each other, which will also be helpful in all aspects."

Watching Chen Shen's figure go further away, a Luck Master expressed dissatisfaction.

"It seems that he doesn't need to communicate with us, but it doesn't hinder his growing stronger and wealthier." Another Luck Master said self-deprecatingly.

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The chapter ends here. It's all filler... I'll make it up tomorrow.

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