Chapter 5: An Immortal Corpse! It Can Be Repaired Too!!
Dusting off his thoughts, Chen Fan tucked the jade pendant and treasure map into his chest. As his hand gripped the Phoenix Bone Dagger, a chill ran through his palm.
He felt no discomfort whatsoever.
“An ancient artifact… can a mere mortal like me just hold it casually?”
Chen Fan was doubtful. The ancient weapon emitted a sharp, icy aura—it felt like it could slice through iron like mud.
[“Otherwise, the aura it leaks would be enough to annihilate a mortal in an instant.”]
The system explained.
Chen Fan’s eyes sparkled with anticipation.
This was a supreme immortal weapon.
Could it be crafted from the bones of a phoenix?
He then carefully strapped it to his waist.
“System, I can understand why you asked me to keep the jade pendant and the ancient weapon.”
“But what’s the use of a treasure map?”
Who knew which world this treasure map belonged to?
How would he even begin to search for it?
This time, the system did not answer.
Could it involve some sort of secret?
Chen Fan didn’t pursue the matter further.
Not long after, he dug up another beast-skin scroll from the ruins, but it was severely damaged.
Judging by its appearance, it likely recorded either a martial technique or a cultivation method.
Seeing that it was far too ruined and would surely cost a ton of points to repair—something he severely lacked—Chen Fan decided to recycle it with the system.
Unexpectedly, he earned a full 100 points.
In just a short time, Chen Fan had raked in 550 points.
With such a great harvest, he dug even more enthusiastically.
Before long, he unearthed a badly damaged divine weapon—Forged from divine iron.
Though heavily damaged, it still carried remnants of jinggang zhi qi, a kind of refined weapon energy. After recycling it, Chen Fan earned another 150 points.
With continued excavation, Chen Fan dug up yet another broken weapon and three jade bottles.
However, the pills in those four jade bottles didn’t seem high-grade.
They had fully decayed into dregs, leaving no spiritual energy.
He earned 350 points in total from those.
That brought his total to 1,050 points.
“With this many points, I should be able to heal Medusa’s injuries.”
“As for her cultivation, she can recover that on her own.”
Chen Fan thought silently.
Medusa’s identity was extraordinary, and her power clearly far exceeded his.
Chen Fan believed he had to seize the opportunity to bind her to him under the pretext of healing.
Otherwise, once she recovered, it would be difficult to ever win her over.
Even setting her beauty aside, Medusa was a powerful asset—A perfect ally.
Although in this era, everyone had their own garbage dump, their own Taobao lands—
Greed still thrived in human hearts.
Murder and treasure theft were commonplace.
The power dynamics between factions were intricate and chaotic.
Some powerful factions secretly controlled countless people, for having control over one person meant gaining access to one more set of resources.
Of course, these matters were always done behind the scenes—
Because under the new order, the state still governed and maintained law and order.
Additionally, apart from personal Taobao junkyards, occasionally massive junkfields would descend—
Whoever’s imprint resonated with it could rush in first.
These times often resulted in bloody battles to the death—
Especially when valuable treasures appeared.
Finally, there wasn’t much of the ruins left.
When Chen Fan flipped open a protruding wooden plank, he froze.
“An ancient corpse!!”
This time, he was sure.
Beneath the plank sat a corpse in the lotus position.
A woman, eyes closed, completely devoid of life.
What surprised Chen Fan was that, although this ancient corpse was lying beneath dilapidated wooden boards in the ruins.
Not a speck of dust marred her.
She looked more like a sculpture—pure and translucent.
She was a woman whose appearance showed no trace of time.
Clad in a white Daoist robe, also free from dust.
The ancient corpse was beautiful, an ultimate beauty—
So ethereal it seemed otherworldly.
“Immortal—at the very least, an immortal corpse!”
“What a pity… after countless ages, all vitality and power have faded away…”
The system reminded him.
“No, it hasn’t faded…”
“I can barely stand the pressure!”
Chen Fan finally snapped back to his senses and slowly spoke.
His eyes scanned the corpse for any magical tools.
Unfortunately, there were none.
Not even her hair bore any ornaments.
Three thousand strands of black silk simply flowed down.
“Such purity and detachment?”
“No worldly possessions at all…”
Chen Fan felt slightly disappointed.
“System, can it be recycled?”
“It can, but the value would be low.”
“However, doesn’t the host want to restore it?”
The system suggested.
“But isn’t she already dead?”
The question made Chen Fan’s body tremble.
Could the system really do anything?
“As long as you have enough points.”
The system replied calmly—
As if it truly were omnipotent, so long as you could pay.
“How many… points does it take…?”
Chen Fan’s voice turned hoarse.
This was an immortal!
Restoring her would be like resurrecting her!
To the current host, it’s an astronomical number!”
[“However, restoring an immortal is far more cost-effective than cultivating one from scratch.”]
The system was added.
“Then I’ll keep her for now!!”
Taking a deep breath, Chen Fan made up his mind.
The system’s tone sparked ambition in him.
One day, he would build his immortal-tier faction.
And the resources from the myriad worlds’ trash—it would be his trump card.