Zombie World: Starting as an apprentice of the Thunder King

"Trying to run away?"

Shi Shaojian's gaze turned cold, and he formed hand seals again, "All trees obey my command, serve me! Green wood forms a prison, confining heaven and earth; rotten wood forms a shield, impervious to swords and spears."

"Imperial Edict!"

Four wooden stakes emerged from around the courtyard wall, blocking the purple zombie's escape route.

At this moment, Awei, who had been pretending to be dead in the yard, rushed out with a dozen or so of his men and opened fire on the zombies.

The bullets sparked as they hit the zombies, but they couldn't cause them any damage.

The purple zombie flew into a rage, smashing all the wooden stakes with its claws, but in that brief moment of delay, Uncle Nine had already slashed down with his sword again.

Zi Jiang could no longer care about anything else. He took the sword strike head-on, then leaped out of the Ren residence and disappeared into the night in a few bounds.

"Chase them! Chase them now!"

Ah Wei, holding a pistol, chased after the door, but none of his dozen or so henchmen followed.

"Go after them! Why aren't you chasing them?"

"Useless idiots, they're all useless idiots!"

Awei punched and kicked a group of his underlings, but no one dared to chase after him.

"Alright, stop fighting! Quickly check if anyone's been injured by the zombies. Also, glutinous rice can treat zombie poison and prevent zombie attacks!"

Uncle Nine looked at Ah Wei in front of him with a helpless expression. This guy is good for nothing, all he knows is how to flatter!

"Huh? Glutinous rice?"

The group of security guards looked at each other in bewilderment, then took off running towards the door.

"Hey...you bunch of brats, wait for me!" By the time Awei realized what was happening, his group of henchmen had already disappeared.

Uncle Nine turned around and his gaze fell on Lin Bei and Shi Shaojian.

"You are..." Uncle Nine's gaze stopped on Lin Bei. He had clearly seen that lightning technique just now; it was the Lightning Thunder Fist that he knew all too well.

His senior brother, Shi Jian, possessed unique skills.

"The eldest brother's disciple?" Uncle Nine raised an eyebrow, his tone carrying a hint of certainty.

Lin Bei, clutching his chest, crawled out of the rubble and bowed respectfully to Uncle Jiu: "Disciple Lin Bei, a disciple of the Maoshan Jingyi Sect, under the tutelage of Shi Jian, pays respects to Martial Uncle."

Shi Shaojian also came over, sheathed his Demon-Slaying Sword, and bowed respectfully: "Disciple Shi Shaojian greets Martial Uncle."

Uncle Nine looked at the two of them, his eyebrows twitching slightly. He had long heard that his senior brother had taken in a pure Yang Dao body, but he never expected to run into him here.

Moreover, regarding his cultivation level... he subtly sensed Lin Bei's aura.

At the mid-stage of a mage, one possesses a solid foundation, abundant magical power, and a strong aura of lightning magic.

As for Shi Shaojian, he is at the mid-stage of Daoist cultivation. Although he is not as good as Lin Bei, he is still quite outstanding for his age.

"The two disciples that the eldest brother has taken on are quite good, unlike the disciples I have taken on, none of them are promising."

Uncle Nine sighed inwardly, but remained outwardly composed, simply nodding slightly. "No need for formalities!"

Lin Bei then dusted himself off, and Shi Shaojian walked over and stood next to Lin Bei.

"Qiusheng, Wencai!" Uncle Jiu turned to the two young men. "Aren't you two coming over to greet your senior brother?"

Qiu Sheng hurriedly ran over and clasped his hands in greeting to Lin Bei and Shi Shaojian: "Qiu Sheng greets my two senior brothers!"

He shouted it willingly, because Lin Bei's lightning technique had impressed him and made him completely convinced.

Wen Cai dawdled over, glancing at Lin Bei somewhat reluctantly. Lin Bei looked a year or two younger than him, and he felt a little unconvinced that he should call him "senior brother."

"Wencai has met... Senior Brother." The last two words were spoken so softly that they were barely audible.

Lin Bei looked at Wen Cai with a strange expression. Uncle Jiu's two disciples were not very skilled in cultivation, but they were first-rate at causing trouble, especially Wen Cai.

Qiu Sheng's cultivation level was at least at the late stage of the Daoist realm, but his literary talent was far too lacking. He was only at the early stage of the Daoist novice realm!

What does this mean? A cultivator who cultivates a wisp of spiritual energy in their dantian enters the Daoist Child realm.

This goes beyond just being lazy and good-for-nothing; it's practically living off someone and waiting to die!

Uncle Nine glanced at Wen Cai but didn't say anything more. He then turned to look at the girl in Western-style dress beside him.

"Miss Ren, I think you already know about Old Master Ren's situation," Uncle Nine said to the girl. "Now that this zombie has been born, it won't let things rest. You are Old Master Ren's direct descendant, and it will come looking for you again."

Ren Tingting turned pale with fright: "Then, what should I do?"

She was the only one left in the entire Ren family. Her father had just been bitten by her grandfather, and at this moment, Ren Tingting was completely lost and terrified.

"You'll have to move to the mortuary for now," Uncle Nine said calmly. "Living with us will at least guarantee your safety."

Ren Tingting nodded hurriedly. At this moment, she couldn't care less about anything else; Uncle Jiu's words were her lifeline.

"Huh? Tingting is coming to stay with us?" Wencai jumped up excitedly, his eyes lecherously fixed on Ren Tingting.

Ren Tingting glanced at Wen Cai with some disgust, then slowly walked to Lin Bei's side and helped him walk outside.

Lin Bei was taken aback, but the naive man didn't think much of it. However, Shi Shaojian was different. He glared fiercely at Ren Tingting, who had pushed aside the spot that was originally his.

Seeing this, Uncle Jiu shook his head and sighed inwardly: Wencai, Wencai, of all people you could like, you had to fall for Ren Tingting. Is this girl someone you can handle?

Don't they know their own limitations? And Qiu Sheng, although he didn't show it as obviously as Wen Cai, Uncle Jiu had long since noticed the admiration in his eyes.

If Lin Bei hadn't shown up, there might still have been a chance, but now...

A group of people left the Ren residence and headed towards the mortuary outside the town.

Ren Tingting helped Lin Bei walk beside Uncle Jiu and whispered about the chilling aura she felt outside the Ren residence last night.

Upon hearing this, Uncle Nine paused slightly, his brows furrowing even more deeply.

"You mean, someone was spying on us from the shadows last night?"

"Yes, I would never be wrong!" Lin Bei nodded. "That aura flashed by, but I could sense that the person's cultivation was not low, at least at the True Person realm."

Uncle Nine was silent for a while before slowly speaking: "This person is most likely a feng shui master. This person is ruthless. The acupoint he pressed on Old Master Ren's body looks like a dragonfly skimming the water, but in reality, it was a Yin-gathering array, specifically used to raise corpses."

"He told Master Ren to wait twenty years before exhuming his body, which was clearly a calculated move to wait for Master Ren to turn into a zombie and come out to harm people."

"First, it sucked Master Ren's blood and broke through to the Purple Zombie realm. If it then sucks Ren Tingting's blood and breaks through to the Hairy Zombie realm, even I will find it troublesome!"

"If he's still watching from the shadows... then this is going to be troublesome."

"Does my uncle mean that the feng shui master had other motives?"

Uncle Nine did not answer, but his gaze became deep.

What exactly is the grudge or hatred between them?

Twenty years later, not only did they turn Old Master Ren into a zombie, but they also planned to kill his entire family!