Faced with Chen Changsheng's indifferent attitude, Ikkyu rolled his eyes dramatically and said, "I really can't stand you, you heartless guy. I'm leaving now. Maybe in a thousand years or so, I'll come back to collect your body."

With that, Ikkyu turned and left. Wanyan Yue gave Chen Changsheng a deep look before following in Ikkyu's footsteps.

Watching Ikkyu's retreating figure, Chen Changsheng merely smiled but said nothing. Although the little monk always lost in arguments with him, he was actually quite clever.

He had met him when he first made a name for himself in the Linglong Sect. At that time, Ikkyu was already over sixty years old, and with the years Chen Changsheng spent lingering in Linglong Town, more than eighty years had passed.

Given that he and Ikkyu had known each other for so long, a little deduction would reveal how long he had lived. Back then, he was just a minor Qi Refining cultivator, living so long was simply illogical. Yet, Ikkyu had never asked him about it.

Thinking of this, Chen Changsheng stretched lazily, turned to look at the country behind him, and murmured to himself, "I heard this country is called Xuanwu Nation. I wonder what's fun here."

Saying this, Chen Changsheng leisurely walked down the mountain.

......

Sea of Bitterness Town in Xuanwu Nation.

"Sir, you must help me this time!"

A burly man, standing two meters tall, pushed through the crowd surrounding the shop and knelt before Chen Changsheng.

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Seeing the man, Chen Changsheng quickly helped him up and said, "Dazhuang, just tell me what's going on. If I can help, I will."

Hearing this, the burly man wiped the tears from his face and pulled out a few blood-stained spirit stones from his pocket, saying, "Sir, this is all I have. I'll gather the rest of the spirit stones for you."

"I just ask you to help my brother have a complete body."

Looking at the wooden board covered with a white cloth not far away, Chen Changsheng shook his head and sighed, "Business is business, there's never been any talk of credit."

"I know you two brothers make a living by gathering herbs."

"Coincidentally, I'm short on herbal medicine recently. I can buy your herbs. How about it?"

Hearing Chen Changsheng's words, Dazhuang suppressed his grief and brought over the basket beside him.

Chen Changsheng glanced casually and roughly estimated the value of the herbs. They were all low-grade herbs, and the quality wasn't great. Even if he bought them at a premium, they were worth at most three low-grade spirit stones.

"Not bad, all top-grade herbs I need. I'll pay a hundred spirit stones for them."

With that, Chen Changsheng took the basket and handed a beast skin pouch to Dazhuang.

"To hire me for a funeral, the minimum is a hundred spirit stones. Recently, my shop has a promotion, and I'll throw in a fine coffin for you."

"Thank you, sir. I will never forget your great kindness."

A hundred spirit stones went through the process and returned to Chen Changsheng's hands, and he walked towards the wooden board not far away.

Gently lifting the white cloth, a mutilated corpse appeared before Chen Changsheng.

Faced with such a scene, the onlookers felt their stomachs churn instantly.

"What happened?"

"A few days ago, we found a century-old spiritual herb, but there was a guardian demonic beast beside it."

"I knew the demonic beast was powerful, so I didn't think of picking the herb."

"But who would have thought Er Zhuang would secretly go to pick the herb? By the time I arrived, he was just a corpse."

"It's all my fault. He wanted to use the herb to exchange for resources for me!"

Saying this, the kneeling Dazhuang was already in tears.

Seeing this, Chen Changsheng shook his head and took out a complete set of professional tools.

The sound of flesh and bone being manipulated reached everyone's ears, and some with weaker stomachs had already run to the side to vomit.

Yet, Chen Changsheng remained calm, murmuring softly, "First align the tendons, then piece the bones, limbs first, then the torso, the organs must not be misplaced..."

As Chen Changsheng's hands continued to work, the broken corpse gradually took shape.

After working for a full hour, Chen Changsheng finally completed the reconstruction of the body.

Some missing parts were also filled with other materials by Chen Changsheng.

After finishing everything, Chen Changsheng took out a fine coffin and gently placed the body inside.

"Phew!"

Taking a deep breath, Chen Changsheng wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "The funeral work is done. Go see your brother one last time and let him be buried as soon as possible."

With that, Chen Changsheng no longer paid attention to Dazhuang and instead walked to a nearby table to start treating injuries.

Seeing Chen Changsheng so busy, a man with a broken hand laughed and said, "Sir, you sure have a lot of trades under your belt."

"Handling funeral affairs is one thing, but you also do alchemy and healing. I even saw you carving formations on coffins a few days ago."

"Are you planning to start another business?"

Hearing this, Chen Changsheng rolled his eyes at the man and said, "It's all because you guys forced me into it."

"I originally sold coffins, but someone actually brought a half-dead person here to buy a coffin."

"Seeing that the person could still be saved, how could I just watch him die?"

"But in the end, instead of being grateful, they went around spreading the word about my exceptional medical skills."

"More and more people came, so I had to open a clinic!"

"Opening a clinic was one thing, but you guys even coveted my herbs and wanted to buy them."

"Those people pestered me for a whole month, so I had to start alchemy."

Saying this, Chen Changsheng suddenly applied force, and the man let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered.

"Snap!"

Taking advantage of the moment the bone was set, Chen Changsheng slapped a plaster on the broken bone.

"Alright, your hand will be functional in a month."

"Try not to fight with others. You're only at the third level of Body Refining, and the person you fought with is at least at the fifth level."

"If he hadn't held back, your right hand would probably be useless."

Faced with Chen Changsheng's nagging, the man grinned and said, "Sir, I was careless this time. I won't lose to him next time."

"My Three Yang Body Refining Technique is a profound-level cultivation technique, while his is only a high-level yellow-grade technique."

"The only reason he won is because his realm is higher than mine."

"When I reach the fourth level of Body Refining, watch me fight across realms."

Listening to the man's bold words, Chen Changsheng pursed his lips and didn't continue to persuade him.

Because the belligerent nature of the people in Xuanwu Nation was ingrained in their bones.

Persuading them not to be competitive was harder than telling them not to breathe.