Zombie World: Starting as an apprentice of the Thunder King

"Third Master Hu!" Shi Jian recognized the person who came and frowned slightly. He did not expect that the Hu family would also get involved!

In the spiritual practice community, there is a saying: "Southern Mao and Northern Ma" (referring to different types of people).

Although the Maoshan Sect is located in the south, many of its disciples have established temples in the north, such as Shi Jian.

Therefore, the Maoshan Sect and the Five Great Immortals had dealt with each other for many years, and he had certainly heard of the name of Master Hu the Third.

A thousand years of cultivation, a six-tailed white fox, the head of the five great immortal families.

Hu San Taiye's status in the cultivation world is no less than that of Shi Jian.

Shi Jian bowed slightly and said in a deep voice, "So it's Master Hu San. May I ask what brings you to my Green Bamboo Mountain so late at night?"

Grandpa Hu sighed, glanced at Huang San Niang and Hui Jiu Ye lying on the ground, and shook his head.

"Master Shi, I have come tonight to plead for these two good-for-nothings."

"Plead for mercy?" Shi Jian sneered. "They led four thousand demons to besiege my Green Bamboo Mountain, threatening to kill my disciple and raze my dojo to the ground. Now that they've lost, you're coming to plead for mercy?"

Grandpa Hu sighed again: "I know they were wrong, but Huang San Niang and Hui Jiu Ye are, after all, members of the Five Great Immortals. I can't just stand by and watch them die here."

"Master Shi, please give this old man some face and spare their lives. I promise they will never bother you again."

Shi Jian stared at Hu San Taiye, his eyes flashing with lightning.

He knew Hu San Taiye's strength very well; with a thousand years of cultivation, the outcome of a real fight was unpredictable.

But who is he? The Thunder and Lightning Dharma King of the cultivation world, with the peak cultivation of a geomancer. Even if Hu San Taiye's cultivation is higher than his, killing him wouldn't be so easy.

Moreover, he also had a purple talisman hidden in his sleeve, so if a fight really broke out, he might not necessarily lose!

"Grandpa Hu, I should give you face in principle," Shi Jian said in a deep voice, "but they led demons to attack my temple, this matter cannot be left like this."

"If word gets out that I, Shi Jian, am easy to bully, and that any Tom, Dick, or Harry can come and run wild in my Green Bamboo Mountain, how will I ever be able to maintain my standing in the cultivation world again?"

"How is their behavior any different from starting a war against Maoshan?"

Grandpa Hu nodded: "Master Shi is right. So, what do you suggest we do?"

Shi Jian thought for a moment and then held up two fingers.

"It's not impossible for you to take them away, but we'll let it go if you take two five-hundred-year-old spiritual herbs."

"What? Two five-hundred-year-old medicinal herbs?" Before Old Master Hu San could speak, Old Master Hui Jiu on the ground immediately became anxious.

The world is already lacking in spiritual energy, and a hundred-year-old spiritual medicine is extremely rare, let alone a five-hundred-year-old one. Wouldn't that be the death of it?

Huang San Niang's eyes flickered slightly. She did have a five-hundred-year-old spiritual herb, but she had already used it to heal her wounds in order to take revenge. Otherwise, her injuries would not have healed so quickly.

Upon hearing this, Grandpa Hu's expression changed: "Two five-hundred-year-old spiritual herbs? Daoist Shi, you're asking for the moon!"

"I only have a few five-hundred-year-old medicinal herbs."

Shi Jian sneered, "Then there's nothing to talk about. Third Master Hu, please leave. I'll deal with these two bastards first, and then I'll talk to you."

After saying that, Shi Jian gathered lightning in his palms once more.

Seeing this, Old Master Hu quickly waved his hand: "Wait, wait, let this old man think about it."

He glanced at Huang San Niang and Hui Jiu Ye, then at Shi Jian, and gritted his teeth.

"One is 500 years old, and another is 300 years old. That's the most I can do."

"I don't have any 500-year-old spiritual herbs, but I do have a few 300-year-old ones. I can give you one of them."

Shi Jian frowned: "Five hundred for one, three hundred for the other? That's too little. Both of them are eight-hundred-year-old great demons, and they're only worth that little?"

The two demons on the ground coughed up blood upon hearing this, their eyes filled with resentment as they looked at Shi Jian!

"That's quite a lot," Old Master Hu said with a bitter face. "Master Shi, I've cultivated for a thousand years, and this is all the wealth I've accumulated. You can't expect me to hand over all my savings, can you?"

Shi Jian nodded slightly. He didn't want to push too hard and knew when to stop.

"Alright, it's your decision. Five hundred for one plant, three hundred for one plant. Also, make them swear an oath never to set foot within a hundred miles of Qingzhu Mountain again."

Grandpa Hu breathed a sigh of relief: "Of course."

He then took out two jade boxes from his sleeve and opened them.

The first jade box contained a lingzhi mushroom, entirely purple, emitting a faint glow.

The second jade box contained a ginseng root, as long as a chopstick, with intact roots, and a human shape could be vaguely discerned from it.

"Purple Ganoderma lucidum, 500 years old; old ginseng, 300 years old." Grandpa Hu handed the jade box to Shi Jian. "Master Shi, please verify it."

Shi Jian took the jade box, glanced at it, and nodded.

"That's right, it's something legitimate."

He tucked the jade box into his sleeve and glanced down at Huang San Niang and Hui Jiu Ye on the ground.

"Get out of here, and remember, don't let me see you again."

Huang San Niang struggled to get up, her eyes filled with resentment, but she didn't dare to speak.

Master Hui Jiu also got up, head down, eyes darting around, seemingly lost in thought.

Grandpa Hu walked up to the two demons, looked at them, and sighed.

"I told you long ago not to provoke Master Shi, but you insisted on coming anyway."

"Now you're satisfied, beaten to a pulp?"

Huang San Niang and Hui Jiu Ye lowered their heads, not daring to utter a sound.

Grandpa Hu waved his hand, and a beam of white light enveloped the two demons.

"Master Shi, this old man takes his leave."

As soon as he finished speaking, a flash of white light appeared, and Hu San Taiye, along with Huang San Niang and Hui Jiu Ye, disappeared from the spot.

When the little demons hiding in the mountains saw that their ancestor had been rescued, they dared not linger and ran away as fast as they could.

In a short while, the forest returned to silence.

Lin Bei and Shi Shaojian collapsed to the ground, covered in blood and panting heavily.

Lin Bei looked at Shi Jian with eyes full of admiration.

"Master, you're too amazing! Those two powerful demons were beaten like dogs by you."

Shi Jian glared at him: "Stop talking nonsense and clean up the yard. There are corpses and pieces of flesh all over the place. If you don't clean it up, it'll attract flies tomorrow."

Lin Bei and Shi Shaojian, with pained expressions and exhausted bodies, began to clean the yard.

There were so many corpses on the ground, at least a thousand, piled up like a small mountain. The two of them kept the weasels whose bodies were relatively well preserved, and spent the whole night hunting them. They would stew them tomorrow to replenish their bodies.

As for the rat meat, it looked disgusting, so the two of them piled it aside and then burned it with talismans!

Shi Shaojian took a broom and swept the bloodstains on the ground, sweeping again and again, but he still couldn't get them clean.

It took the two of them most of the hour to barely tidy up the yard.