Zombie World: Starting as an apprentice of the Thunder King

A few days after the great battle, a few fearless rogue cultivators finally came to check on Black Wind Ridge.

When they saw that Black Wind Ridge had been reduced to ruins, they were filled with horror.

They had sensed that great battle long ago.

They dared not go forward to watch, fearing they would be killed by the aftershocks.

Only now, upon arriving at Black Wind Ridge, do they truly grasp the horror of the great battle that took place there.

A major battle has been fought, and this is what happened!

"This...this is..."

A few rogue cultivators pointed shakily at a huge rock in front of them.

It reads: The one who wiped out the entire family is Shi Jian from Maoshan!

As they stared intently at it, the large characters suddenly unleashed a terrifying thunderous aura.

It stung their eyes!

"Hiss... What terrifying lightning magic!"

"Maoshan Shijian?"

"As expected of the legendary Thunder King, he single-handedly destroyed the Corpse Soul Sect!"

"And he even defied the Celestial Master!"

"The Thunder King, how terrifying!"

The news of Shi Jian's annihilation of the Corpse Soul Sect caused a huge uproar in the cultivation world!

After all, the feat of defeating a Celestial Master with the skill of a Geomancer is something only the old Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain has ever accomplished!

The awe that countless people have for Maoshan has reached its peak at this moment!

At the Celestial Master's Mansion on Longhu Mountain, the old Celestial Master Zhang Zhiwei was standing at the entrance of the main hall admiring the clouds when he suddenly received a message from his disciples.

The old celestial master raised an eyebrow and chuckled with surprise, "That little brat Shi Jian wiped out the Corpse Soul Sect? All by himself?"

The disciple beside him nodded: "The news has spread; the entire Black Wind Ridge has been reduced to ruins!"

"The words left by Master Shi Jian are also engraved on the boulder, which read 'The one who wiped out the family, Shi Jian of Maoshan.'"

Zhang Zhiwei remained silent for a long time, then sighed leisurely: "What a Shi Jian, what a Thunder and Lightning King."

"His departure is likely to take him to the next level."

"In this era, Maoshan can be said to have monopolized most of the fortune of heaven and earth!"

"However... my Celestial Master's Mansion is not bad either!"

Several elders of the Quanzhen Sect gathered together and discussed the matter animatedly.

"Shi Jian single-handedly wiped out the Soul Society?"

"That Shi Wuming is at the early stage of the Celestial Master realm."

"It is said that he used a forbidden incantation from Maoshan to fight against the Celestial Master while being a geomancer."

"As expected of a top sect in this era, Maoshan's foundation is... unfathomable."

Upon hearing the news, Abbot Kongchan of Mount Wutai sighed, "Amitabha, although Benefactor Shi's actions have eliminated evil spirits, they have also created boundless karmic debts of killing."

"However, the Corpse Soul Sect has committed numerous evils, and countless souls have perished beneath the Blood Pool. This is an act of righteousness on behalf of Heaven, and its merits are immeasurable."

Meanwhile, in more distant places, the remnants of the Corpse Soul Sect scattered across various regions heard the news.

One by one, they were so frightened that they fled far away overnight, never daring to mention the three words "Corpse Soul Sect" again.

The title "Thunder and Lightning King" has since gained even more weight.

Maoshan, Jiuxiao Wanfu Palace!

The entire hall was covered with layers of restrictions, completely isolating the rear hall from the outside world.

"Shi Jian's seclusion this time is likely to shake the entire cultivation world," Master Zixu said in a low voice.

"Exterminate the entire Corpse Soul Sect, accumulate merit, shatter the core to become an infant... Once this step is taken, our Maoshan sect will have gained another Celestial Master."

Master Zixu chuckled softly, "Senior Brother, Junior Brother Xuanji... things have been much calmer these past few days!"

Qingwei slowly opened her eyes, a smile appearing on her face: "Hmph, they've been suppressed by us, yet they've always wanted to rebel against this old Taoist!"

"This is truly a reversal of the Heavenly Order!"

"Now that Jian'er is about to break through to the Celestial Master level, they'll naturally behave themselves!"

"After all... Jian'er's personality isn't so easy to talk to!"

"The future of Maoshan... will either fall into the hands of Shi Jian... or Lin Bei!"

Master Zixu shook his head and smiled, and the hall fell silent!

In the rear hall, Shi Jian sat cross-legged on a futon, his spiritual altar enveloped in a halo of merit.

The power of merit flowed continuously within his body, gradually washing away the indestructible shackles in his dantian.

A solemn atmosphere prevailed throughout Maoshan, with even the disciples walking and talking much quieter than usual.

They were afraid of disturbing the powerful figure in the back hall who was undergoing a breakthrough in seclusion.

Meanwhile, at the Four Eyes Dojo, Lin Bei's injuries had completely healed.

He cultivated in the courtyard, his blood and energy surging, and he felt even more energetic than before he was injured.

The Pure Yang Dao Body's recovery ability is indeed strong, despite such severe depletion of spiritual energy.

It only took two months to fully recover; for others, it would have taken at least six months.

Bai Ling was sunbathing by his side. When she heard the noise, she looked up at him, then lazily lay back down to continue sleeping.

Lin Bei bent down, scooped Bai Ling up, and held her in his arms: "Get up, stop sleeping!"

Bai Ling was picked up and shaken a couple of times, and let out two dissatisfied howls.

Shi Shaojian came out of the house, holding Bai Chen in his arms.

"Junior brother, when are we leaving?"

"I'll say goodbye to my uncle tonight and set off early tomorrow morning."

Lin Bei put Bai Ling back on the ground. "We've been here for so long, it's time to go out for a walk."

That evening, Simu set up a table of dishes in the main room as a farewell feast.

Master Ikkyu also arrived and sat opposite Simu. The two of them, unusually, did not bicker.

Jiale and Qingqing were also there, and Jiale was running around taking care of everything.

Qingqing helped serve the dishes and pour the tea; the two worked together quite well.

Si Mu watched Jia Le's busy figure, then suddenly leaned close to Lin Bei's ear and whispered, "That kid Jia Le, he's always hanging around that old bald monk's place, do you think he's got a crush on Qing Qing?"

Lin Bei followed his gaze and saw Jia Le diligently handing chopsticks to Qing Qing with a fawning smile on his face.

"Uncle-Master, isn't this obvious? Even a blind man could see it."

Si Mu frowned: "I disagree!"

"Why?" Lin Bei was taken aback.

"That girl is the old bald monk's apprentice!"

Si Mu said matter-of-factly, "If Jia Le marries her, wouldn't I be a step below that old bald monk?"

Lin Bei nearly spat out his tea: "Uncle-Master, what's all this about?"

What does "shorter than" mean?

"Jiale marrying Qingqing is because Jiale is capable; what does it have to do with you?"

"Do you want Jiale to be a bachelor for the rest of his life?"

"How can it be alright?"

Four Eyes glared: "If my disciple's wife is someone else's disciple, does that mean I have to call that old bald monk 'in-law' every time I see him?"

"No, I can't say it!"

Lin Bei was both amused and exasperated: "Uncle-Master, your way of thinking... I really can't keep up with it."

"I disagree anyway."

Four Eyes snorted, "Unless that old bald monk bows down first."

"Or beg me to marry Qingqing to my family!"

Lin Bei knew that Si Mu was just too proud to admit it. He said he disagreed, but he didn't actually stop Jia Le from running to the next house.

He bluntly stated, "Uncle-Master, think about it. If Jiale really marries Qingqing, won't Master Yixiu have to treat you with utmost respect from now on?"

"After all, his apprentice married into your family, so in terms of seniority, he's half a head below you."

Si Mu paused for a moment, then stroked his chin and pondered for a while.

"Now that you mention it...it does seem to make sense?"

"yes!"

Lin Bei pressed his advantage, "Just imagine, what if Master Ikkyu's disciple is cooking and sweeping here, while the old bald monk is all alone in an empty courtyard? How pitiful would that be?"

"You sit in the courtyard every evening, drinking tea, listening to the old bald monk next door striking his wooden fish all by himself. That feeling..."

Four Eyes' eyes lit up: "It seems... somewhat interesting."

"So, do you still object?"

"I don't object anymore!"

"Let him go and flirt with her!"

"We'd better marry that girl as soon as possible, to infuriate that old bald monk!"