THE MIGHTIEST LITTLE PEASANT

Chapter 106: Wang Changsheng

“Phew! I’m spent!” Taoist Master Chang Qing fell sitting on the ground. He looked fatigued.

His cultivation level was the lowest among the three, and the intense battle had tired him.

Tang Hao and Shabby Taoist Master had higher cultivation levels and therefore did not feel the strain. They regained their strength after taking a breather.

“That’s a lot of dumplings! I counted about forty of them. Even at such a place of blight, it should still take hundreds of corpses to produce this many dumplings.” Shabby Taoist Master said as he scanned the area.

The cave floor was a mess, covered with charred, disfigured zombies.

Tang Hao’s jade talismans possessed a lot of power and could burn a zombie to a crisp. However, the two other Taoist masters’ talismans had lesser power and could only disfigure them.

Of course, after being burned by talismans, the zombies became deader than dead.

“Let’s go further in! I want to know which wretched being constructed this place,” Shabby Taoist Master said as he led the way.

“Rearing corpses is one of the biggest taboos in the cultivation world. Only heretical sects will do this, while the typical cultivator would shy away from such practices. Of course, there are people with sinister intentions in this world. You’ve got to be more careful in the future, kid. Who knows when you might meet someone like this.”

Tang Hao nodded.

The corpse stench became more intense as they went further down the narrow path. The stink in the air almost felt sticky.

The three people’s expressions changed.

“This intensity of corpse stench… There’s something fishy!” Shabby Taoist Master’s eyebrows were locked together. He looked grim.

The path suddenly widened into a huge cavern. Wooden coffins were placed vertically around the cavern.

The coffins were black. Some were firmly nailed shut, while some were broken from within. They were placed densely together and went around the perimeter of the cavern.

They lifted their heads to see that a step was carved into the walls about a meter off the ground. There was another ring of coffins.

Another ring of coffins was seen further up.

Tang Hao counted that there were five rings of coffins in total. Each ring had about a hundred coffins.

“Goddess of Mercy in heaven!” Shabby Taoist Master exclaimed. His face displayed utter shock.

He went close to a coffin and took a closer look. His expression changed again, and he trembled out of anger. “These people… were buried alive!”

“What?” Taoist Master Chang Qing exclaimed as his complexion went pale. He walked ahead to take a look and his expression became ghastly. “Who would be so utterly devoid of conscience to bury more than five hundred people alive?” He said angrily.

Tang Hao’s expression also changed.

Those people were alive when they were nailed into the coffins. They must have suffered a period of insanity and despair before dying.

That was more than five hundred people!

Tang Hao could not imagine what sort of living hell it must have been!

“The heavens cannot tolerate such a sinful act! The only fortunate thing here is that the culprit must have been dead after so many years,” Shabby Taoist Master said indignantly.