CCTnovel Chapter 452: Three Conditions for Refining the Demon Corpse
Chapter 452: Three Conditions for Refining the Demon Corpse
"Ten years haven’t passed yet—why has Brother Wei come to Moon Condensation Palace early?""Is there something urgent?"
Inside the cave’s reception hall, Cao Mi appeared calm and unbothered, subtly pulling some distance from Wei Tu again. It was as if her earlier gesture of closeness had been nothing but a facade.
She bent slightly and poured a pot of tea for Wei Tu, then cut straight to the point, asking why he had come.
Wei Tu was a little surprised by her sudden change but didn’t care too much. This woman, even if she acted a bit soft around him, was still someone capable of leading a sect—definitely not some ordinary cultivator.
Now that she was playing a few mind games in front of him, that was nothing out of the ordinary.
Wei Tu understood that if he gave any positive response to her "friendly gesture" just now, their relationship could naturally move forward before long.
Cao Mi wasn’t the kind to string him along—she was just waiting for his stance.
Still, just like before, Wei Tu didn’t want to rush things when it came to finding a Dao companion.
At his current level, plenty of female cultivators would gladly throw themselves at him. What he truly needed was someone who could walk the path with him through hardship and progress together.
Blindly choosing someone who might fly away the moment disaster struck wasn’t necessary.
To put it simply—
After protecting her during her breakthrough, Cao Mi now understood his character. But he didn’t yet know what kind of person she truly was. This kind of major life decision couldn’t be made on a whim.
After all, the matter with Situ You was still a fresh lesson.
'You can know someone’s face, not their heart.'
"I’ve come across a great opportunity and would like to share it with you, Sister Cao. I just don’t know if you’d be willing," Wei Tu said with a smile, sipping his tea.
"What kind of opportunity?" Cao Mi’s almond eyes lit up. She moved closer to him and gracefully lifted her sleeve, pouring him another cup.
The subtle scent from her body drifted over, but Wei Tu’s face stayed calm, his heart unmoved.
After thinking over his words, he explained that he had stolen the Yin-Yang Demon Corpse from Liu Yu Daoist of the Six Desires Sect.
"The Yin-Yang Demon Corpse includes one yin and one yang body. With just my divine sense, I can’t control both at once... so I need a fellow female cultivator to help me control the yin corpse."
"Control the yin corpse?" As soon as she heard that, Cao Mi’s heart skipped. She was overjoyed.
With her knowledge, she immediately realized what a massive opportunity this was. Just borrowing this yin corpse would skyrocket her power.
As a newly advanced Nascent Soul cultivator, having this corpse would likely put her right into the top tier of early-stage Nascent Soul strength—on par with someone like Hong Jing.
Together with Wei Tu, their combined power could rival that of a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.
This leap in strength not only meant her path forward would be safer—it would also boost her ability to compete for opportunities at her cultivation level.
That second part was even more important.
It was key to advancing as a cultivator.
'The one who gets ahead stays ahead.'
But aside from the happiness filling her chest, Cao Mi also felt a jolt of fear at what Wei Tu had just revealed.
"Mid-stage Nascent Soul… Liu Yu Daoist…" Just hearing those words gave her chills.
She was also a new Nascent Soul. When she visited Mirror Water Pavilion to meet Hong Jing, a fellow early-stage Nascent Soul, she needed Wei Tu’s company.
But Wei Tu had faced a mid-stage Nascent Soul like Liu Yu Daoist head-on and even came out on top.
The gap between them was just too wide!
'If Brother Wei gets his hands on a Soul-Condensing Pill from the overseas cultivation world and breaks through to the fourth stage of body cultivation, then even without me, he might be able to go toe-to-toe with a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator,' Cao Mi thought.
Before she could nod and agree to refine the yin corpse and learn a joint attack technique with Wei Tu, he suddenly laid out three strict conditions.
The conditions were:
1. Cao Mi would only have the right to use the yin corpse. The ownership would remain with Wei Tu. In the future, if Wei Tu asked for it back, she couldn’t refuse or delay.
2. If Wei Tu needed help—for example, fighting strong enemies or exploring secret realms—Cao Mi must use the yin corpse to assist him. She was not allowed to avoid battle.
3. Without Wei Tu’s permission, she could not destroy the yin corpse.
After stating these three terms, Wei Tu’s tone made it clear: if she didn’t agree, then forget about refining the corpse.
After all, he had brought the Yin-Yang Demon Corpse here looking for a partner, not to curry favor or offer her a gift.
Once he finished speaking, Cao Mi was instantly irritated.
These three conditions sounded practically like a slave contract.
It felt like Wei Tu was treating her like an outsider.
But then she reminded herself—their relationship, while close, wasn’t at the level where he’d give her such a treasure without terms. That thought helped her let it go.
Cao Mi reassured herself: 'If Wei Tu is this strict with me now, holding back nothing, then he probably treats other female cultivators the same way.'
It was just business.
Calming herself, she started negotiating with Wei Tu over those three conditions.
Still, she didn’t outright reject them. Instead, she proposed some additional clauses.
For the first point:
Cao Mi agreed not to contest ownership of the yin corpse. But she insisted on having the right to use it for at least 500 years.
On the second point:
She agreed as well—but added a condition.
—The danger level had to be low.
Also, when dealing with enemies, unless caught off guard, Wei Tu must discuss the situation with her in advance. Otherwise, she reserved the right to refuse.
For the third point:
Cao Mi added that if she was ever in a life-or-death situation, she had the right to destroy the yin corpse to save herself.
Cao Mi’s changes to the three conditions were quite reasonable.
Or rather, when Wei Tu had first proposed the conditions, he had already left room for bargaining.
Even so, he rejected her modification to the first clause. She wanted 500 years, but he revised it to 200 years.
200 years later was when the secret realm of the Zunwang Palace would open.
Wei Tu wasn’t certain whether he’d enter that high-level secret realm in the Great Cang Immortal World to fight for opportunities, but he still had to eliminate potential hidden risks ahead of time.
The Yin-Yang Demon Corpse was currently the biggest trump card in his hand.
And Cao Mi likely wouldn’t follow him into the secret realm of the Zunwang Palace.
Right now, she was the only suitable female cultivator to refine the “yin corpse” and practice joint attack techniques with him.
But in 200 years, that might change.
Besides, controlling the Yin-Yang Demon Corpse wasn’t limited to joint cultivation methods.
It was just that, for now, this path gave him the best cost-to-benefit ratio and worked effectively.
"What? Two hundred years?" Cao Mi’s expression changed in shock.
Her emotions felt like a rollercoaster—from earlier joy to mixed feelings, and even a bit of emptiness.
For a Nascent Soul ancestor, 200 years was far too short.
With normal cultivation progress, after 200 years, she might barely advance at all.
It was like heaven suddenly dropped her a golden egg, but before it even warmed in her hands, it got snatched away.
But faced with Wei Tu’s firm stance, she couldn’t find a good way to refuse. In the end, she nodded and agreed.
After all, compared to her, Wei Tu cared much less about losing or gaining the Yin-Yang Demon Corpse.
He already had a glorious record of escaping a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.
Meanwhile, she still needed to follow Hong Jing to the overseas cultivation world in a few years.
Without the Yin-Yang Demon Corpse by her side, she’d be at a clear disadvantage.
'Besides, Brother Wei didn’t say I couldn’t extend the term on the yin corpse later,' Cao Mi told herself, her clear eyes flickering.
Something was still better than nothing.
Two hundred years later, she didn’t believe there would be another female cultivator more suited to control the yin corpse than her.
Seeing that Cao Mi had agreed, Wei Tu immediately had her take out the “Heaven’s Nether True Page” to sign a soul contract.
[The Heaven’s Nether True Page wasn’t a one-time-use treasure.]
Last time, Wei Tu and Cao Mi had used it to create a soul contract regarding their plan against Shen Yunqiu.
But since then, the item hadn’t been used up.
It could still be used several more times.
Of course, there were limits.
The page was bound to both Wei Tu and Cao Mi’s auras. It only worked between the two of them—neither could use it to make new vows with others.
Moments later, Wei Tu and Cao Mi successfully signed the soul contract.
Right after, Wei Tu patted his storage pouch and pulled out two coffins—one red, one black.
The moment the red and black coffins hit the ground, an aura of death leaked from within, covering the surrounding area with a thin layer of frost.
"This is the Yin-Yang Demon Corpse?" Cao Mi’s heart trembled slightly. She felt a trace of fear.
Even though the corpses hadn’t appeared yet, the aura inside the red and black coffins was already hard for a newly advanced Nascent Soul cultivator like her to endure.
"Open!" Wei Tu flicked his sleeve, lifting the lids off the two coffins, revealing the sealed Yin-Yang Demon Corpses bound by talismanic restraints.
The two corpses didn’t look like typical grotesque refined corpses. Instead, they bore a strong resemblance to Liu Yu Daoist from the Six Desires Sect.
The male looked handsome, the female beautiful.
Wei Tu walked up to the coffins, curled his right hand into a claw, and shot a pale green jade token from the forehead of the female corpse—the yin corpse.
"This jade token is the control token for the yin corpse. Once you refine it, you’ll be able to control the corpse," he said, handing the token to Cao Mi.
Hearing this, Cao Mi didn’t hesitate. She took the token and began channeling her divine sense into it to refine it.
But what she didn’t expect was—
She had already injected nearly 70% of her divine sense into the token, yet it still wasn’t full. The refinement wasn’t done.
It felt like the token was a bottomless pit.
Seeing this, Cao Mi gritted her teeth and forced her Nascent Soul’s essence to convert more divine sense and continue refining the token.
Meanwhile, Wei Tu took out the control token for the “yang corpse” and began refining his own.
'Brother Wei’s divine sense…'
Three days later, when Cao Mi finally finished refining her token—face pale and exhausted—she looked up at Wei Tu, who looked as calm as ever, and couldn’t help but feel a sense of defeat.
They were both newly advanced Nascent Souls.
But she and Wei Tu seemed like people from two different worlds.
"Sister Cao, don’t worry. I’m different from you. When I broke through, I refined a spiritual object during the spirit-awakening step. That gave me slightly longer-lasting divine sense," Wei Tu said with a slight smile, as if he had read her thoughts.