Zombie World: Starting as an apprentice of the Thunder King

Lin Bei was taken aback upon hearing this, then his expression darkened, and a murderous intent rose in his heart!

He had heard Shi Jian mention that when a weasel asks for a title, it asks: "Do I look like a human to you?"

If the answer is similar, it will gain power by taking the form of the respondent; if the answer is not similar, it will ruin its power, and the weasel will hold a grudge against the respondent and seek revenge.

Therefore, for normal people, if they encounter this kind of weasel, the best course of action is to avoid trouble and keep quiet.

But most ordinary people, when confronted by weasels, are in a state of fear and will mostly answer yes!

But this weasel was insatiable; he actually asked if it looked like a god!

This is an attempt to ascend to heaven in one step, a vain attempt to steal the divine position!

If the answer is yes, this weasel will seize a trace of divinity from heaven and earth, greatly increase its cultivation, and become a great demon in one step.

However, the person who answers will have their luck drained, be abandoned by heaven and earth, and fall into an abyss of no return!

Therefore, this kind of weasel is the most hateful. You can only say that a demon is a demon!

Answering "like" or "not like" will only lead to a dead end!

A chill ran through Lin Bei's eyes. This beast wasn't asking for a title; it wanted his life!

"You beast, you're asking for death!"

With a furious roar, Lin Bei used the Yu Step technique and transformed into a blur as he charged forward!

With a Tai Chi punch in his right hand, he sent a whistling gust of wind hurtling towards the weasel.

The weasel clearly hadn't expected this outcome; it froze on the spot, its small eyes filled with terror.

As it expected, the human opposite it would be stunned and then answer whether it was similar or not. No matter how it answered, it would gain an advantage.

Unexpectedly, he attacked directly, and judging from his movements, he was clearly a cultivator.

The weasel was devastated; it had run into a brick wall on its very first outing!

Stunned, it even forgot to dodge!

Bang!

The fist struck the weasel solidly, sending its small body flying like a kite with a broken string. It rolled seven or eight times on the ground before coming to a stop.

"Wow!"

The weasel let out a sharp scream and spat out a mouthful of blood.

It struggled to its feet, trembling all over. Its black cloak was torn in half by the force of the punch, revealing its yellowish-brown fur underneath.

"You...you...how dare you?"

The weasel's voice carried a hint of fear, "Our ancestor was a great demon with eight hundred years of cultivation. Aren't you afraid of its revenge?"

"An eight-hundred-year-old demon?" Lin Bei's expression turned serious. This was no joke. Eight hundred years of cultivation was probably equivalent to the peak of the Earth Master realm in the Daoist world.

Seeing Lin Bei hesitate, the weasel became arrogant, its eyes filled with intense resentment. "Human brat, you've ruined my cultivation and dared to hurt me! My ancestor will not let you get away with this!"

"But if you make offerings to me, perhaps the ancestor will spare your life!"

Lin Bei glared at him. How dare he threaten him?

Regardless of whether the weasel was telling the truth or not, its demand for an official title today was enough for Lin Bei to have sufficient reason to kill it.

Besides, isn't it just an eight-hundred-year-old demon? My master is the famous Thunder and Lightning King!

Thinking of this, Lin Bei cursed angrily, "I'll fucking swear!"

Lin Bei took another step forward, closing in on him.

The powerful and forceful fist techniques of Tai Chi Chuan are unleashed with full force, one punch after another, each one landing squarely on the skin.

"Block and strike!"

"Elbow strike!"

"Spinning punch!"

The three punches, each imbued with magical power, tore the weasel's skin and tore its flesh.

The weasel was beaten without any chance to fight back. Its skills were not high to begin with, and it had just been seriously injured by Lin Bei's punch!

If a real fight broke out, a weasel with only a few decades of cultivation would be no match for Lin Bei.

"squeak!"

Taking advantage of Lin Bei's inattention, the weasel suddenly turned around, its rear end facing Lin Bei, and spewed out a thick cloud of yellow smoke.

"Holy crap, what's that smell? It stinks!"

A strong stench assaulted Lin Bei's mind. He then turned and floated a meter away, avoiding the stench.

"Heaven and earth, in their natural order, disperse all impurities!"

Lin Bei summoned a purification talisman, and a bright white light flashed, purifying the surrounding stench!

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the weasel crawled on all fours and desperately tried to burrow into the woods by the roadside.

Its speed was astonishing; it darted away more than ten feet in the blink of an eye.

Lin Bei wanted to chase after him, but it was too late. "Hmph, you're lucky you ran fast, you beast!"

He then picked up the food box and wine jar from the ground, dusted them off, and continued on his way!

The weasel was asking for a title; these things are very unsettling. This time, he directly attacked and injured the weasel, thus incurring its wrath.

But Lin Bei didn't care; it was better to kill such a harmful thing!

"You dare to fart at me like that? If I see you like that again, I'll chop you up. I don't even know if you'd be able to eat it!"

Lin Bei muttered something to himself and strode up the mountain.

When he returned to Qingzhu Mountain, Shi Shaojian was squatting at the door waiting for him.

"Why did it take you so long to get back? I've been waiting for an hour." Shi Shaojian stood up and took the food box from his hand.

Lin Bei handed him the wine jar: "I ran into some clueless person on the way, which delayed me a bit!"

"What do you mean, 'blind'?"

"The weasel is asking for a title." Lin Bei walked into the courtyard, casually dusted off his clothes, and wiped his face!

Shi Shaojian was taken aback: "A weasel asking for an official title? You actually encountered this? It asked you if you looked like a human?"

"He's not human, this beast is asking if he's like a god," Lin Bei sneered. "Trying to climb to the top in one step."

Shi Shaojian's expression hardened, and a chill emanated from him: "How dare you! You even try to steal the divine position. How did you answer?"

"What can I say? Just go and take it down!" Lin Bei waved his fist. "Put it on the ground and beat it up. It's a pity that beast got away, otherwise we could have had an extra meal tonight!"

Shi Shaojian opened his mouth, then gave a thumbs up: "Awesome."

"But speaking of which... are weasels edible?"

Lin Bei grinned and said, "I don't know. Why don't you ask your master?"

"roll!"

Shi Jian walked out of the main room, dressed in a gray Taoist robe, his hair neatly combed.

"What happened?"

Lin Bei recounted the whole story from beginning to end.

Upon hearing this, a glint of lightning flashed in Shi Jian's eyes. "Well done!"

Shi Jian stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze sharp: "These ignorant beasts should be exterminated. The practice of seeking titles is an evil art, using people's luck to achieve their own goals, which is against heaven and reason."

"Asking whether someone looks like a human is already extremely harmful; asking whether someone looks like a god is even more greedy and deserves to be killed!"

Lin Bei nodded: "Master, that's what I think too. I don't care what they're saying, let's just fight first."

"Not bad." Shi Jian rarely praised him, "A cultivator should slay demons and monsters when the time is right. What kind of path is it to be timid and hesitant?"