Zombie World: Starting as an apprentice of the Thunder King

Ah Wei, with a grin on his face, looked at Lin Bei, his eyes lighting up as he rushed over: "Oh! Little Taoist priest is here too! Last night, thanks to your help, otherwise my cousin would have..."

He had clearly seen Lin Bei deal with the zombies last night, his body crackling with lightning.

Although he was timid and afraid of trouble, he knew that the young Taoist priest in front of him was a truly capable person, so he naturally had to curry favor with him.

Lin Bei looked at Awei's fawning smile and found it amusing. This guy had no real skills, but he was good at flattery.

"Captain Awei, I've heard so much about you!" Lin Bei cupped his hands in greeting.

"No, no, no, just call me Awei." Awei rubbed his hands together. "Taoist Master, about that zombie from yesterday..."

"It's already been injured," Uncle Nine interrupted him, his voice cold. "Take some men and search the nearby mountains and forests. The zombie won't dare to come out during the day, so it's a good opportunity to get rid of it. But at night, it's much fiercer than you!"

Upon hearing that they were going to find a zombie, Ah Wei's face turned pale: "Uncle Jiu, that zombie is so powerful, if I go to find it...aren't I just throwing my life away?"

"Don't you have a gun?" Uncle Nine glanced at him.

"The gun... the gun only sparked a little, it was completely useless." Awei said with a bitter face.

"Just go and search," Uncle Nine said calmly. "The zombies are much weaker during the day. As long as you don't get close to their hiding place, there won't be any danger. Just come back and report when you find the location."

"Once the zombie recovers from its injuries, it won't be you looking for it at night; it will be the one coming to you!"

Awei shuddered at the thought of the terrifying zombies, then gritted his teeth and said, "Fine! I'll go!"

Awei led the security guards out of the mortuary and headed towards the mountains outside the town.

Lin Bei watched Awei's retreating figure and couldn't help but chuckle: "Uncle-Master, this guy is quite easy to scare."

"He's just a bully who picks on the weak and fears the strong." Uncle Nine shook his head. "Sending him to find zombies is probably a waste of time."

Sure enough, a whole morning passed, and there was still no news from Awei.

Around noon, Qiusheng ran back from outside with news: "Master! The entire Liu family at the east end of town, all four members, are dead! They all have two dents in their necks!"

Uncle Jiu's face darkened, and he immediately got up and headed to the east end of the town. Lin Bei and Shi Shaojian followed him.

Old Liu's family lived in an alley on the east side of the town. It was a three-room mud house, and a lot of onlookers had gathered at the door, pointing and gossiping.

Uncle Jiu pushed through the crowd and went inside, with Lin Bei following closely behind.

The house was a mess. Old Liu and his wife were lying on the floor of the main room, and their two children were on the bed in the inner room. They were all pale, with their eyes wide open, and each had two bloody holes in their necks. The blood at the wounds had already congealed and turned black.

Uncle Nine squatted down to examine the wound, his expression grave: "Corpse poison has entered the body, and the soul has been scattered. It must have happened at least in the latter half of last night."

Lin Bei's expression turned cold. "It seems like he harmed more than one person. Judging from these wounds, he must have sucked the blood of at least several people before them."

Uncle Nine stood up, his gaze icy. "After being injured by you last night, its corpse energy was greatly depleted, and it desperately needs the blood of a living person to recover."

Lin Bei's heart sank. The purple zombie was already difficult to deal with, and if it absorbed enough blood to heal its injuries, it would be even more difficult to defeat.

"Uncle-Master, that feng shui master from last night..." Lin Bei suddenly remembered something.

Uncle Nine glanced at him and nodded: "You thought of that too?"

"If that purple zombie was turned into a corpse puppet by the feng shui master, then its harming people last night might have been controlled by that feng shui master, who was forcing us to find him."

Uncle Nine was silent for a moment: "That's possible, but no matter what, finding the zombie is the priority."

Uncle Nine then ordered people to prepare lychee firewood and burn the corpses!

Back at the mortuary, Lin Bei and Uncle Jiu sat down in the main room, Shi Shaojian went to the courtyard to practice his martial arts, and Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai packed their things.

"Uncle-Master, I would like to ask you a question," Lin Bei said slowly.

"you say!"

"My master's skill in talismans is renowned throughout the cultivation world. I've recently encountered some bottlenecks in my lightning magic and would like to ask if my master has any talismans that can be used in conjunction with lightning magic?"

Uncle Nine glanced at him, pondered for a moment, and said, "The combination of talismans and thunder magic has existed since ancient times."

"Among the Maoshan Thunder Magic Talismans, there is one called the Thunder-Attracting Talisman, which can draw upon the power of thunder and lightning from heaven and earth to enhance magical artifacts."

"In addition to these, there are also Five Thunder Talismans, Heavenly Thunder Talismans, and so on, each with its own unique uses."

"However, these talismans require extremely high mental strength from the person who draws them."

Uncle Nine paused for a moment, then said, "These talismans are blue talismans. Generally speaking, they require at least the True Person realm. However, judging from your cultivation level, although you are at the Mage realm, your spiritual power far surpasses that of other cultivators at the same level!"

A lightning-summoning talisman? Isn't that the talisman his master used when he was practicing the Lightning Thunder Fist?

"To be honest, when I was cultivating in the Maoshan Secret Realm, I tried to draw blue talismans and succeeded in drawing nine of them by chance."

Lin Bei flipped his palm, revealing two blue talismans: a thunderstorm talisman and a lightning strike talisman!

Uncle Nine's eyes lit up. After examining it closely for a while, he couldn't help but praise, "Such profound skill in talisman drawing! You must practice drawing talismans quite a bit!"

"Did you know that due to limitations in materials and other factors, the major sects only have a handful of high-level talismans? The most common ones remaining today are blue talismans!"

"However, the threshold for drawing blue talismans is reaching the True Person realm, which makes blue talismans scarce! Even I don't have many in stock!"

Afterwards, Uncle Nine taught Lin Bei other intermediate-level talismans, including the fire attribute Explosion Talisman, Blazing Flame Talisman, and Fire Wall Talisman, which Uncle Nine was most proficient in!

Due to a lack of materials, Lin Bei could only practice with yellow talismans, but the talismans he drew were still very powerful!

Seeing Lin Bei's focused and diligent cultivation, Uncle Jiu thought of Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, and couldn't help but feel sad.

For a powerful early-stage geomancer like him, it's a bit embarrassing that his two strongest disciples are only at the Taoist level!

At this moment, Lin Bei suddenly remembered the evil cultivator who had slaughtered the village on the way here, and said, "Uncle-Master, on the way to Renjia Town, I encountered an evil cultivator."

"That beast slaughtered an entire village, over a hundred people, and extracted their souls, refining them into a banner of ten thousand souls."

Uncle Nine paused, his hand holding the teacup still, and his gaze suddenly sharpened.

"The Ten Thousand Souls Banner?"

"Yes!" Lin Bei nodded. "That evil cultivator's Ten Thousand Souls Banner contained hundreds of hundred-year-old vengeful ghosts. I used two blue lightning-attribute talismans to destroy his Ten Thousand Souls Banner. All those vengeful ghosts were wiped out, and the evil cultivator's physical body was also blasted apart by my lightning strike talisman. I then collected his soul into this Soul-Capturing Mirror."

Uncle Nine put down his teacup, walked to the table, and looked down at the bronze mirror.

He extended his right hand, held two fingers together about an inch above the mirror, and paused for a moment. A wisp of extremely fine magical power condensed at his fingertips and probed into the mirror.

He sensed the presence of the soul in the mirror, and the coldness in his eyes intensified.

"People from the Corpse Soul Sect!"

"The Corpse Soul Sect?" Lin Bei frowned. "This disciple has never heard of this sect."

"It's normal that you haven't heard of it!" Uncle Nine withdrew his finger, turned around and sat down in the armchair. His voice deepened. "The Corpse Soul Sect is an evil sect in the south that specializes in the art of extracting and refining souls. Their methods are extremely cruel."

"They use the souls of living people to forge magical artifacts and cultivate techniques, and they have an extremely bad reputation in the cultivation world."