Family Cultivation: Rise of the Wilderness

Chapter 332 Rescue
"You demon, prepare to die!"

In the desolate wilderness, a woman with a fierce and cold expression held a long spear. The spear was imbued with magical power, which condensed into a black dragon and swept towards the mountain peak not far away.

On the hilltop, several zombies stood ready for battle.

However, under the black dragon's might, these zombies were all reduced to dust.

Even the entire hilltop was razed to the ground.

Countless pebbles and dust filled the wilderness, when suddenly a mysterious figure dressed in a straw raincoat burst forth from within, soaring straight into the sky.

"Don't even think about escaping!"

The woman gave a cold shout, her sleeves fluttering in the wind as she followed closely behind.

But before she could catch up, an explosion suddenly came from ahead.

The mysterious man was knocked down from the sky.

A young man in his early twenties laughed loudly, "Sister Zhengru, you're too slow. Even I have to catch up with you."

"Zhengyang, don't be careless, capture this man first."

Qin Zhengru did not feel uncomfortable because of what the other party said, but instead gave serious instructions.

Qin Zhengyang raised an eyebrow: "Sister Zhengru, you're being too cautious. With your Ganglong Spear, you could have taken this person down long ago."

"It's not as simple as you make it out to be."

Qin Zhengru's expression was serious. Although the Ganglong Spear was incredibly powerful, it was not invincible. She had learned her lesson in Pudong last time, and now that she was in Pudong again, she was naturally extremely cautious.

Seeing this, Qin Zhengyang didn't say anything, but slowly landed, intending to check the other party's injuries.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped onto the ground, several shadows rushed towards him.

"I've been on guard against you for a while now."

Qin Zhengyang chuckled and turned to leave.

The wooden figures that had missed their target collided with each other, creating a huge explosion.

"puppet?"

Qin Zhengyang exclaimed in surprise, and couldn't help but ask, "Weren't you supposed to be a demon who cultivates the path of corpses? How come you also know puppetry?"

"Otherwise, do you think I've taken this long?"

Qin Zhengru also flew over, waved her hand to disperse the dust, revealing the mysterious figure. She first glanced at the person's dusty raincoat, then coldly asked, "Tell me, how did you obtain Uncle Shijie's remains?"

The mysterious man looked up and replied in a hoarse voice, "Bought."

Upon hearing this reply, the Qin siblings' expressions immediately turned extremely ugly.

The Qin family, which prided itself on being a noble and superior clan, never imagined that after their members died in battle, their souls would not return to their hometowns and find peace, but instead would be taken to the market for profit, and in the end, they would become pitiful zombies.

This was simply intolerable to the proud members of the Qin family.

Qin Zhengru took a deep breath and continued to ask, "Where did you buy it?"

The mysterious man remained silent for a moment before replying, "If I tell you, will you let me leave?"

"dream!"

Before the mysterious man could finish speaking, Qin Zhengyang angrily interrupted, "Just because you turned Uncle Shijie into a zombie, you are doomed. Answer us honestly, and you might die a little easier."

The mysterious man glanced at him, then closed his eyes: "Then I have nothing to say."

"you"

Enraged, Qin Zhengyang slapped his storage bag, drew a bright silver spear, pointed it at the mysterious man, and cursed, "You won't listen to reason, so I'll make you drink the penalty cup! I'll send you to the Yellow Springs right now!"

Having said that, he twirled his spear and thrust it straight at the enemy.

The mysterious man, who had been keeping his eyes closed, suddenly opened them. From beneath his raincoat, seven or eight resilient square wooden strips extended out and tightly bound Qin Zhengyang's silver spear.

Qin Zhengyang's expression changed, and he forcefully pulled the silver spear.

However, the incredibly sharp gun blade was unable to cut through these wooden strips.

Moreover, more and more wooden strips appeared on the mysterious man's body, many of which were covered with crimson talismans.

"It's a Fireball Talisman!"

Qin Zhengru loudly reminded him.

What did Qin Zhengyang miss?
By this time, he was already drenched in cold sweat.

At such close range, if all the fire talismans on the wooden strips were to explode, neither he nor the mysterious man would escape death.

The other party is thinking of taking us all down with them!
However, his life was far more precious than that of a ditch rat practicing the path of corpse cultivation.

Seeing that he could not draw the silver spear, Qin Zhengyang decisively let go and retreated backward.

Meanwhile, Qin Zhengru, seeing her cousin make a choice, immediately wielded the Ganglong Spear, and the immense magical power re-condensed into a black dragon, as if to devour the mysterious man completely.

In his attempt to deal with Qin Zhengyang, the mysterious man risked his life. The wooden planks not only restricted Qin Zhengyang's abilities but also trapped him. Faced with the overwhelming area-of-effect attack, he had no time to dodge and was instantly melted into the furnace of magical power.

"Zhengyang, are you alright?"

Qin Zhengru breathed a sigh of relief after killing the mysterious man, and at the same time looked at Qin Zhengyang.

Qin Zhengyang looked pained: "Sister Zhengru, my Plain Silver Spear..."

Qin Zhengru walked to the spot where the mysterious man had stood, picked up the slightly damaged plain silver spear from the ground, examined it for a moment, and said half-jokingly, "It's better than a burnt iron rod. Take it back to the clan and repair it; maybe it can still be used."

Halfway through her sentence, a scream suddenly came from behind her.

Qin Zhengru quickly turned around and saw a pair of withered arms tightly gripping Qin Zhengyang's ankles, as if they wanted to crush them to pieces.

"Zhengyang!"

Qin Zhengru's expression changed drastically. Just as she was about to help, a strong wind suddenly blew from all around, and more than ten zombies emerged from the ground and rushed towards her without regard for their own safety.

"You're not dead?"

Qin Zhengru suddenly turned her head and saw that the mysterious man had also crawled out of the ground with the zombie, but he was in very poor condition and was stuck in the crack in the ground for a while, with only his upper body showing.

Nevertheless, the mysterious man still looked at Qin Zhengru with a mocking expression.

Qin Zhengru gritted her teeth and wildly swung the Ganglong Spear in her hand, knocking away all the surrounding zombies. But at this moment, Qin Zhengyang screamed again, "Sister Zhengru, save me!"

Qin Zhengru hurriedly turned around, her face deathly pale.

It turns out that the zombie that captured Qin Zhengyang was a poisonous corpse created by a mysterious person.

Although Qin Zhengyang immediately summoned another longsword magic weapon to cut off the zombie's arms and escape, his ankles were already black and purple all over, and he was writhing in pain on the spot.

"Zhengyang, please bear with me!"

A flicker of hesitation crossed Qin Zhengru's eyes, but she ultimately swung her gun, severing both of Qin Zhengyang's feet cleanly.

"what!!"

Instantly, Qin Zhengyang let out a shrill scream.

Seeing this, Qin Zhengru felt both heartache and anger. She hurriedly took out a jade bottle, poured the powder inside onto the wound, and then suddenly stood up, glaring at the mysterious man: "You fiend, I will tear you to pieces!"

As she finished speaking, the Ganglong Spear shone brightly, and countless surging magical powers swirled around it, even sucking away the surrounding air. Just a few breaths later, a black dragon that was far more lifelike than before appeared.

The black dragon roared, and even the sky darkened.

Just then, several huge rocks suddenly flew over and crashed down on Qin Zhengyang.

"How dare you?"

Qin Zhengru was furious, but at this moment her magic was already on the verge of being unleashed.

In the midst of her decision, she let out a muffled groan, blood spilling from the corner of her mouth, as she severed her own spell.

The black dragon slowly dissipated, and Qin Zhengru staggered, but she didn't care about her condition. She transformed into a beam of light and stood in front of Qin Zhengyang, knocking down all the boulders.

At the same time, three figures landed in front of the mysterious man.

"Corpse driver, are you alright?"

Grandma Lai was the first to greet them.

The corpse-driver had barely opened his mouth when he spat out a mouthful of blood: "If you come any slower, you'll have to pay your own rent."

"At a time like this, you still have the leisure to joke around."

The old woman cursed, then looked at Qin Zhengru with eyes full of fear.

She had seen that move just now.

Even disregarding the corpse-driver, if all four of them attacked together, they would probably be annihilated.

If it weren't for the fact that the other party had a burden by his side, she wouldn't even dare to show herself.

The corpse-driver also warned, "Don't get entangled with her. The magical artifacts she carries are extraordinary; we are no match for her!"

Zhang Can and the Flower Monk, who had long intended to withdraw, no longer hesitated.

The two men, supporting the corpse-driver, hurriedly flew away.

Seeing this, Qin Zhengru was both angry and anxious. She didn't care about Qin Zhengyang and immediately chased after him.

Without hesitation, Granny Lai swung her cane wildly, sending several powerful bursts of magical energy in front of Qin Zhengru.

However, these tricks were no match for Qin Zhengru's Ganglong Spear.

In just two breaths, Qin Zhengru broke through to the front of Granny Lai.

The old woman's eyes showed even deeper fear. She said slowly, "One should be lenient when one can. Young lady, you are in the prime of your life. Why do you have to do such murderous things?"

Qin Zhengru's face trembled with rage: "No matter who you are, or where you are hiding in the world, I will tear you to pieces!"

(End of this chapter)