In the stillness of the night, Ye Sangeng devoted considerable time and effort to craft this mortuary cabin. If Bede, this prodigious soul, does not enter tonight to conserve her substantial soul energy, wouldn't his efforts be in vain?
That is a full ten points of soul energy!
Currently, there are no wild goblins for him to slay, and he cannot afford to waste even a single point of soul energy!
"Sleep with you?!"
"Sure!"
Two voices nearly simultaneously exclaimed. Weng Ling furrowed her brows, took a sudden step back, and widened her eyes as she looked at the two figures drawn together.
"You two?"
Indeed!
Bede, despite her haggard appearance, still chased after him to become his steward, and she was so beautiful. How could their relationship be merely a pure employment arrangement?
Furthermore, during her time at the Holy Silver Church, Weng Ling had heard about many noble young masters who excelled in this art. Unexpectedly, even Ye Sangeng, carrying a blood feud, was...
Bah! Misjudged him!
Seeing Weng Ling's gaze turning colder, Ye Sangeng quickly released Bede's clinging hand.
"Don't misunderstand; it's just sharing the same room, nothing more."
"Do whatever you want; it's none of my business!" Weng Ling retorted as she turned away, carrying a small lunch box. Along the way, she casually kicked a small stone, and a goblin not far away suddenly fell to the ground, holding its head.
"Hehe, you finally agreed?" Bede looked at Ye Sangeng, licking her lips.
"Agreed to what?"
Ye Sangeng had not yet recovered from why Weng Ling was so angry.
"To provide me with experimental material! Don't worry; I only need a bit of blood." Bede extended her thumb and forefinger, rubbing them together. "I promise."
Ye Sangeng, with a stern face, fiercely knocked on her head.
"Immediately withdraw your dangerous thoughts, and also, get into this room!"
With a face full of grievances, Bede was driven into the mortuary cabin. There, she discovered Old Gu and Dong Chenxi, squatting in a circle, engaged in some mysterious activity.
"Hiss!"
"What's with the hissing?"
Ignoring Bede's confusion, Ye Sangeng pushed her into the mortuary cabin. She realized that there were four beds inside, just enough for him and the three resurrected skeletons. However, an additional bed meant sacrificing the one with lower soul energy, which happened to be Dong Chenxi.
"Never mind, you go first," Ye Sangeng rubbed his temples and said to Bede.
"Alright!"
Bede happily flipped down from the bed and ran outside, vigorously hugging herself and stomping her feet.
The perpetual lava environment at the bottom of the Abyssal Abyss endowed most demons with excellent resistance to heat, but they were all mediocre when it came to cold resistance. Hence, Bede, unable to withstand the low temperature in the mortuary cabin, was entirely normal.
But this posed a dilemma for Ye Sangeng.
While he and Old Gu had no issues as undead, how would Bede, maintaining the same amount of soul energy as him, cope?
The system probably didn't anticipate him linking with a demon soul, right?
"That... when it's still two hours before dawn, you can go back in to sleep," Ye Sangeng sighed.
"Huh? Do I have to go back in? Can't I just sleep outside?" Bede pitifully pleaded.
But Ye Sangeng's response was a stern glare.
"Hmph! Bullying me with my soul contract abilities, what a talent! Fine, I'll go in! Don't care about my well-being at all!"
After saying that, Bede pouted and ran to one side to sulk.
Ye Sangeng shook his head with a bitter smile, estimated the time, and promptly drew his long sword to start practicing.
The covenant duel mentioned by Weng Ling was still over two months away. At that time, he would participate in a five-person confrontation against the residents of Tian Stone City. The outcome of this match would determine whether Lorran City could truly become his territory, so he had to prepare seriously.
Judging by the skills of the ten individuals who besieged Weng Ling that day—although they seemed not to have made a move, Ye Sangeng knew that his opponent was likely among those ten.
Even the leader of the group, the old man with a purple staff, should at least possess the strength of a bronze elementalist, if not more. The others were probably not much inferior.
This made Ye Sangeng feel a significant pressure.
According to the classification principles of the Holy Stone Continent, realms were divided based on the quantity of energy, and his one hundred points of soul energy could only be considered a low-grade black iron level, the lowest tier.
On the other hand, bronze-level energy fluctuated between 1000 and 9999, making them potentially dozens of times stronger than him!
Although the amount of energy didn't reveal everything, as there were still skills and techniques to consider, for an elementalist, energy was their muscle, their essence.
An elementalist with abundant energy could unleash power ten times that of a warrior at the same level. Faced with Ye Sangeng, a mere black iron undead, they could probably defeat him effortlessly.
If they added large-scale, high-damage spells into the mix, it would be even more challenging.
Therefore, Ye Sangeng needed to diligently improve his combat power, at least gaining the qualification to interrupt the opponent's major spells.
As for Weng Ling, who claimed to be able to handle five opponents at once, Ye Sangeng considered it mere boasting.
As a sanctified individual who only mastered one or two Holy Light magics, her greatest strength was her terrifying physical power. Although Weng Ling's combat skills were not bad, it had been proven in her battles against hundreds of goblins that her combat experience was lacking.
However, this time, her opponents were not mindless goblins but living humans. Unless they were as straightforward as Weng Ling, which was unlikely, how could they not employ some strange tactics?
Considering that even someone as inexperienced as Old Gu could frighten her into falling down, Weng Ling could only be regarded as an unstable force. At most, a one-for-one exchange, not something to heavily rely on.
Then, the remaining team members were Old Gu, Bede, and any one of Dong Chenxi.
Dong Chenxi was excluded from serious consideration, merely filling a quota.
Old Gu, while remarkably powerful, had a frail body and could only be used as a disposable resource in a one-for-one exchange.
Lastly, Bede posed the most significant headache for Ye Sangeng...