Twin female zombies come to the door: My lord, please have mercy!

Three o'clock in the morning, the hour of Yin.

The autumn rain in Jiangzhou stopped quietly in the latter half of the night.

The streets were puddles, reflecting the dim yellow light of the streetlights.

A green taxi suddenly braked at the entrance of an alley in Taiping Old Street.

The driver hunched his shoulders, his teeth chattering from the cold.

He glanced at the three passengers sitting in the back row through the rearview mirror with lingering fear.

This man and two women are truly bizarre.

The man seemed normal enough, quite handsome, though his face was a little pale.

But the two female companions beside him were as cold as two walking blocks of dry ice.

The two remained silent after boarding the train, and the temperature inside the carriage plummeted from 20 degrees Celsius to below zero within three minutes.

Even with the heater on full blast, the driver still felt a chill seeping into his bones.

"Master...Master, we've arrived at Taiping Street. It'll cost forty-five yuan in total." The driver's voice trembled.

Lin Ye took out a fifty-yuan bill from his pocket and handed it over, casually saying, "Keep the change."

Then, he opened the car door and got out of the taxi with Leng Yue and Shuang Xing.

The cars behind us seemed to be fleeing for their lives, their engines roaring as they disappeared around the street corner in a flash.

Leng Yue pulled her black trench coat tighter around herself.

Nourished by the underground spring in the mental hospital, her originally pale skin gained a layer of lustrous pearly luster.

Those deep red eyes concealed all their sharpness in the darkness of the night, making them appear no different from ordinary people.

Froststar followed beside her, still clutching the small bone knife that had slicing up the stitched-up corpse demon tightly in her hand.

After absorbing the inner core of a century-old Yin serpent, the little girl actually grew taller by about two or three centimeters.

Her petite frame, which was originally only 1.45 meters tall, now had a hint of the slenderness of a young girl.

"Let's go home."

Lin Ye took out his key and pulled open the rusty roller shutter door of the Lin Family Funeral Shop.

Accompanied by the grating sound of metal scraping, the familiar smell, a mixture of cheap sandalwood and paper doll preservatives, wafted over.

Lin Ye took a deep breath.

Having experienced the violence and life-or-death struggles outside, this dark and cramped dilapidated shop became his safest haven in this chaotic world.

Close the shop door and turn off the power.

The dim incandescent light on the roof flickered twice, barely illuminating the furnishings in the shop.

The three of them went straight up to the bedroom on the second floor.

Lin Ye collapsed onto the enormous 3-meter by 3.2-meter bed, looking like a lump of mud.

Tonight, he first tore apart the evil cultivators of the Yinshan Sect, then used the Golden Light Mantra to fight the Blood Corpse King head-on, and finally protected the two women on the shore. His pure yang energy was almost depleted, and his spirit was extremely exhausted.

Leng Yue walked to the bedside and bent down to take off Lin Ye's sneakers, which were covered in mud.

This high and mighty thousand-year-old red beast showed no displeasure whatsoever when doing this kind of servant's work.

She stretched out her delicate hand and gently pressed her fingertips on Lin Ye's calf. A gentle, cool sensation flowed into the acupoint, relieving his muscle soreness.

Froststar promptly kicked off her little leather shoes, spread her legs out on the far side of the bed, hugged the soft down pillow and rolled around, making satisfied muttering sounds.

"drop!"

Just as Lin Ye was drifting off to sleep, the screen of the old cell phone on the bedside table lit up.

A text message from the bank popped up.

【江州商业银行：您尾号7788的储蓄卡帐户，于11月02日03:15分收入人民币5，000，000.00元。当前余额：5，210，000.00元。打款方：江州市异常现象管理总局。】

Five million! It's in my account!

Chu Hongyan is truly efficient; she said she would settle the bill on the spot without any hesitation.

Lin Ye was instantly wide awake.

He sat up abruptly, holding his phone, and counted the string of zeros three times over, his mouth twitching into a wide grin.

Just two weeks ago, he was a penniless man who hesitated even to add braised eggs to a bowl of braised pork trotter rice.

Now, he has over five million yuan in his bank account. Adding the one million yuan Qin Shao gave him before, he has definitely entered the ranks of Jiangzhou's small-time tycoons.

"We have the money; now it's time to improve our core capabilities."

Lin Ye put away his phone and silently said in his mind, "System, open the panel."

A semi-transparent, light-sensitive technological screen, visible only to him, slowly unfolded in front of his retina.

[Please Respect Yourself, My Lord System]

Host: Lin Ye; Physique: Pure Yang Dao Body (Primary Awakening)

Current Yang Qi value: 45/150 (deficient state, replenishment recommended) Official Points: 1250

Harem Harmony: 35 (The master of impartiality is showing initial results) Partner already bound:

1. Leng Yue (Rank: Half-step Drought Demon; Status: Original Source restored by 20%; Intimacy: Extreme Trust)

2. Froststar (Rank: Netherworld Corpse King; Status: Evolving and Transforming; Intimacy: Yandere Dependence)

Lin Ye's gaze swept carefully across the panel.

Thanks to tonight's series of battles and the system's rewards, the maximum value of Yang Qi has increased from the initial 100 points to 150 points.

This means that he can use Taoist talismans with greater power and has a longer endurance to withstand the demands of the two female zombies.

As for the 1250 official points, Lin Ye opened the system shop.

The [Eternal Jade Bed], which ranks first and costs 10000 points, still shimmers with an alluring purple light.

That was Lin Ye's ultimate goal.

Once they get their hands on that thing, Cold Moon and Frost Star will be able to absorb the extreme Yin energy on their own, and they won't have to exploit him like a power bank every day anymore.

"With just over a thousand points, I can't afford anything big, and there's no need to buy any small magical artifacts."

Lin Ye touched his chin.

With Leng Yue, a half-step drought demon, as his bodyguard, ordinary ghosts simply cannot get close to him.

As his thoughts raced, Lin Ye retrieved the item he received as a reward for defeating the Yin Hui from his system space—the [Mysterious-Rank Yin Gathering Array Diagram].

A flash of golden light appeared, and Lin Ye held in his hand an ancient scroll made of neither gold nor silk.

Unfold the scroll, and you'll see an octagonal array pattern drawn with intricate vermilion lines.

Detailed formation instructions and directional diagrams are provided alongside.

"This thing has come at just the right time."

Lin Ye's eyes lit up.

The courtyard in the backyard of the funeral parlor had been transformed by the old man into a shallow pool for gathering yin energy.

The formation was far too rudimentary, and the yin energy dissipated severely, causing the first floor of the shop to be perpetually cold and damp. Even someone as yang-abundant as Fatty Wang would shiver when he entered.

With this Xuan-level Yin Gathering Array Diagram, he can completely transform his backyard into a perfect "Yin Energy Greenhouse".

Once the formation is activated, it can not only absorb the free Yin energy within a ten-mile radius for the two women to cultivate, but also lock it tightly within the courtyard, ensuring that not a single bit leaks out.

In this way, the front hall of the funeral parlor can be restored to its normal temperature.

"My lady." Lin Ye put away the array diagram and looked at Leng Yue, who was sitting by the bed. "Go downstairs and make some tea. Let's talk."

Leng Yue nodded, stood up, and her gray knitted dress outlined her graceful figure.

She walked lightly down the wooden stairs, and soon came back up carrying a pot of steaming hot goji berry and ginseng tea.

This is Lin Ye's special drink.

Leng Yue placed the teacup on the bedside table, held the celadon cup in both hands, blew away the foam, and then offered it to Lin Ye's lips.

Lin Ye took the teacup, sipped the hot tea, and felt the warmth slide down his throat into his stomach.

"Leng Yue, I just checked. It seems you've already reached the threshold of that being called 'Drought Demon'?"

Lin Ye put down his teacup and asked seriously.

He saw the words "Half-step Drought Demon" on the system panel.

Upon hearing this, Leng Yue's expression became slightly solemn.

She sat down on the edge of the bed, crossing her legs gracefully.

"My lord, the zombie race is born from the resentment, filth, and death of heaven and earth. They have no soul or spirit and are rejected from the Three Realms and Six Paths."

Leng Yue's voice was clear and cold, like shattered jade, slowly echoing in the quiet bedroom.

"The zombies of the world are strictly ranked, with insurmountable gaps between their levels."

Lin Ye leaned against the headboard, adopting an attitude of listening attentively.

The old man passed away suddenly, and aside from teaching him some feng shui knowledge, he knew very little about the peculiar existence of zombies...