Zombie World: Starting as an apprentice of the Thunder King

Jiale and Qingqing watched this scene from the sidelines, their eyes shining.

"So cute!" Qingqing couldn't help but reach out and touch Bai Ling's ears.

Jiale also chimed in, "Senior brother, will they be able to talk later?"

"Once you reach a certain level of cultivation and refine your transverse bone, you will be able to speak."

Lin Bei casually replied, "But that's at least a few years from now."

Even so... Lin Bei is still confident that he can raise the little fox!

Ordinary people don't have this resource.

"A few years..." Jiale looked at the fluffy little fox in his arms, "It was all worth it."

After the two little foxes opened their eyes, the dojo became even more lively.

Bai Chen was much more lively than Bai Ling, running around everywhere.

Bai Ling was much quieter, spending most of her time lying beside Lin Bei's legs.

Looking at his fox, Bai Chen, which was jumping around, Shi Shaojian couldn't help but mutter, "They're both foxes, so why are their personalities so different?"

"As the master wishes."

Lin Bei didn't even look up. "You're just like that, wild and untamed."

"What's wrong with me being wild? I'm just... I'm just being lively!"

"Okay, you're right."

. . . . . .

Late at night, Shi Shaojian's voice suddenly came from the next room. He was arguing with Wu Shilang.

"Can you get away from me, you damn transvestite?"

"Why do you keep hanging around me like that?"

"Isn't Jiale inside? Go find him!"

"Oh, Master, I just wanted to thank you for saving me that night... Look how fierce you are..."

"If you disgust me again, believe me, I'll kill you!"

"Go ahead and hit me, the more you hit me, the more people will like you..."

"roll!!!"

Shi Shaojian roared, followed by a scream from inside the house.

"Ah! That feels so good!"

"Push harder, push harder, buddy..."

"Go to hell!" Suddenly, a loud noise came from inside the house, followed by silence.

A few breaths later, Shi Shaojian threw the dead dog-like Minister Wu out of the house!

Days passed by, and half a month had passed in the blink of an eye.

Chizuru's injuries had mostly healed, and the corpse energy on her arm had been completely removed.

"Senior brother, it's time for me to go too."

"Although the mission of escorting the royal zombies went wrong, the prince is still alive, and I must return to the capital to report back."

Si Mu looked at Qian He and remained silent for a moment: "Junior Brother, after escorting them back, I hope you can leave the Manchu royal family!"

"The Qing Dynasty's fortunes have run their course. If you continue to remain in the royal family, you will inevitably suffer the backlash of its fate!"

"At that time, at best, one will lose all cultivation; at worst, one will perish and their cultivation will be extinguished!"

Qianhe frowned, then sighed, "Senior brother, how could I not know!"

"I'm afraid the Qing Dynasty will fall within the next few years!"

"Don't worry, I'll find a way to get away!"

Si Mu nodded and said in a deep voice, "The end of the Dharma is approaching. After arranging your affairs, return to the mountain as soon as possible!"

"Yes, Senior Brother!" Qianhe bowed respectfully.

The next morning, Chizuru left the dojo with her four disciples, the seventy-first prince, and Minister Wu.

Before leaving, Minister Wu didn't forget to send a wave to Shi Shaojian.

"Hey buddy, hope we meet again someday!"

"Mmm!"

Shi Shaojian shivered, his face darkened, and he looked like he was about to kill someone.

After seeing Chizuru off, the dojo became much quieter.

Meanwhile, thousands of miles away in Lingnan, at Black Wind Ridge!

A month ago, after receiving a message from Uncle Nine, Master Qingwei passed it on to Shi Jian, who was away at the time.

"Remnants of the Corpse Soul Sect have reappeared in Lingnan! Go investigate immediately!"

When Shi Jian received the news, he was searching for traces of spiritual veins in a mountain.

Upon receiving the message, he turned around and headed towards Lingnan without saying a word.

Black Wind Ridge is located deep in Lingnan, with steep slopes and is shrouded in a layer of gray mist all year round.

He had been here once more than ten years ago, when he was still only at the Master level.

They joined forces with the large groups from Maoshan and Longhushan to besiege the Corpse Soul Sect.

That battle was fierce and the sky darkened; the leader of the Corpse Soul Sect died on the spot.

Most of the sect's top experts were killed, and only a few remnants who were wandering outside escaped.

Returning to this place today, the mountains are still the same mountains, the trees are still the same trees, but the atmosphere in the mountains is different.

Shi Jian stood at the foot of Black Wind Ridge, his gray Taoist robe fluttering slightly in the wind.

The mountain surface was covered with wild grass and shrubs, and looked no different from an ordinary barren mountain.

But under the discerning eye, the roots of those plants all had a strange bluish-gray tinge.

A faint, eerie aura seeped from the surface of the soil from time to time!

"Yin energy locks the meridians."

Shi Jian spoke coldly, "He actually drained the entire mountain of its life force!"

"No wonder the plants outside looked strange; they were rotten underneath."

Shi Jian snorted coldly, "A bunch of rats hiding underground."

He walked around the foot of the mountain, his spiritual power probing into the ground.

A faint, eerie energy emanated from the soil beneath my feet, as if something was wriggling deep underground.

In a short while, it had penetrated several meters of earth and sensed a huge hollow structure inside the mountain.

A door was hidden beneath thick layers of mud and rubble, concealed by a few crude array formations.

Shi Jian sneered and stomped his foot on the ground.

boom!

With a muffled thud, rubble flew, and the soil cracked open, revealing a pitch-black door.

The door was covered with strange runes and exuded a strong aura of malevolence.

Shi Jian sneered, "You've hidden it well."

With a casual strike, lightning flashed across his palm.

Bang!

The iron gate shattered with a crash!

A startled cry came from deep within the cave: "Who's there!"

Two beams of black light shot out from the cave, enveloped in a dense aura of yin energy, heading straight for Shi Jian's face.

"court death!"

A cold glint flashed in Shi Jian's eyes, and lightning exploded as he raised his hand: "Thunderbolt!"

The two bolts of lightning met the two balls of black light and instantly engulfed them.

The black light was shattered by lightning, turning into two wisps of black smoke that dissipated.

"ah!!!"

Two screams rang out at the same time.

Deep inside the cave, two disciples of the Corpse Soul Sect dressed in black collapsed to the ground, clutching their chests, their bodies emitting wisps of smoke, and their breaths gone.

Immediately afterwards, two more disciples of the Corpse Soul Sect dressed in black appeared, each wielding a bone knife and with a ferocious expression.

"Who goes there! How dare you trespass on the gates of my Corpse Soul Sect!"

Shi Jian was too lazy to waste words with them, and raised his hand to unleash another bolt of lightning.

"Lightning flashes everywhere!"

Lightning exploded!

The two disciples didn't even have time to scream before they were blasted into ashes.

The commotion at the cave entrance alerted the people deep underground.

Footsteps came from all directions, and a dozen or so black-clad disciples rushed out, wielding various magical artifacts.

Upon seeing a person standing at the entrance of the passageway, they all gathered around.

"Who are you!"

"How did you get in?!"

"Why isn't the outer formation reacting!"

Shi Jian stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping over the dozen or so disciples, a hint of disdain on his lips.

"A bunch of ants, how dare they ask my name?"

The lead disciple's face darkened, and he brandished his bone knife: "Attack! Kill him!"