Zombie World: Starting as an apprentice of the Thunder King

A terrifying aura of death swept over them, and the male ghost's expression changed drastically. He turned and ran.

Thunder was incredibly fast, and in the blink of an eye, it caught up with the male ghost!

"No!"

The male ghost looked terrified as he watched the lightning strike him with a loud bang.

Bang!

"ah!!!"

The male ghost let out a shrill scream as a hole the size of a bowl was blasted into his back. Wisps of lightning slowly spread out, and his ghostly body trembled violently as the yin energy on his body leaked out wildly.

"No...impossible...how can you possess the power of thunder..."

The male ghost screamed in agony, his yin energy weakened, and his ghostly form became increasingly indistinct.

It struggled to escape, but the power of thunder surged within its body, destroying its ghostly form.

Lin Bei watched the male ghost struggle and sneered.

"Hmph! My master is the Thunder and Lightning King Shi Jian, who's here to fight demons and monsters like you!"

Although his magical power was almost depleted, he gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sliver of it, transforming it into lightning.

He stepped forward slowly, and lightning once again condensed in his palm!

"Don't come any closer!"

The male ghost's mournful roar echoed, and his gaze toward Lin Bei was like that of a demon!

"Heh heh... Weren't you so arrogant just now? Show me your arrogance again, and let's see who can save you then!"

"Second punch!"

Lin Bei grinned maliciously and unleashed a bolt of lightning that struck the male ghost on the head.

The male ghost's head exploded with a deafening roar, and terrifying lightning spread across its entire body from top to bottom before exploding into a cloud of black smoke.

The courtyard suddenly fell silent!

"The boss is dead! Run!"

"That Taoist priest is terrifying! He turned our leader to ashes!"

The little devils hiding in the distance were terrified when they saw their leader was dead. They turned and ran, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

The bizarre water ghost hiding underground slowly emerged with its head out. After seeing that all the vengeful ghosts with over a hundred years of cultivation had died, it revealed an excited smile.

The water ghost was overjoyed: Now that they're all dead, it's my turn to be the boss!

Suddenly, sensing Lin Bei's gaze, the water ghost was so frightened that it burrowed underground and fled far away.

Lin Bei looked at this bizarre water ghost and was speechless. Had this guy allocated his attribute points to the wrong thing?

Cough cough!

puff!

Suddenly, Lin Bei coughed violently and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Damn it... Lightning Thunder Fist... I unleashed it..."

Lin Bei leaned against the wall, breathing heavily. Although he had used the Lightning Thunder Fist, it was a forced activation, and his meridians were not yet able to withstand the violent power.

Moreover, his magical power was completely exhausted, and he couldn't muster any strength at all.

The old manor lord struggled to his feet, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and staggered to Lin Bei.

"Young Taoist priest, are you...are you alright?"

Lin Bei waved his hand: "It's alright, I won't die. Old man, how are you?"

The old manor lord touched the wound on his chest and grinned, "Old bones like this, but they can still hold up."

Lin Bei looked at the old manor lord and frowned.

"Old man, what's with those ghosts? Why are they forcing you to make offerings?"

The old manor owner sighed, sat down next to Lin Bei, took out a pipe from his sleeve, lit it, and took two puffs.

"It's a long story."

"This mortuary is a family heirloom passed down through my family for three generations. We also know some of the rules of the underworld, so we've never had any trouble before. It's just a place for the dead to rest when they pass by."

"In these turbulent times, life is passable!"

"Until three years ago, a vengeful ghost dressed in Qing Dynasty official robes came to the neighborhood. It was the one you just killed. With its powerful cultivation, it subdued the surrounding lesser ghosts, occupied the mortuary, and forced me to make offerings to them."

The old manor owner exhaled a puff of smoke, his voice hoarse.

"When I refused, they threatened me and even took my wife's soul out, threatening to extract and refine it. I had no choice but to agree."

Lin Bei clenched his fists, a chill emanating from him: "These beasts!"

"Heh, they're not even as good as animals!" The old manor owner shook his head with a bitter laugh. "For the past three years, I've offered incense and set out offerings for them every day. If I'm even a little slow, I get beaten and scolded. I don't know how many beatings I've endured."

"If it weren't for your help tonight, young Taoist priest, I don't know how long I would have had to endure this."

Lin Bei patted the old manor lord on the shoulder: "Old man, don't worry, they won't come back. I killed that vengeful ghost. I didn't even have time to run away, how could I dare to come back?"

The old manor lord nodded, stood up, and bowed deeply to Lin Bei.

"Young Taoist priest, I have no way to repay your life-saving grace..."

Lin Bei quickly stood up and helped him up: "Old man, please don't do this. It is our duty as cultivators to slay demons and eliminate evil."

The old manor owner raised his head, his cloudy eyes filled with gratitude.

"Young Taoist priest, you are badly injured. Please come inside and rest. I will go and boil some hot water for you to wash your wounds."

Lin Bei nodded and limped back to his room.

The old manor lord boiled water, brought clean strips of cloth and wound medicine, and helped Lin Bei clean his wounds.

The old manor owner shook his head as he cleaned up, saying, "These beasts, they're really ruthless."

Lin Bei grimaced: "It's alright, much better than being struck by lightning."

The old manor owner was stunned for a moment: "Struck by lightning?"

Lin Bei chuckled but offered no explanation.

After cleaning and applying medicine to his wounds, Lin Bei sat cross-legged on the bed and closed his eyes to cultivate.

Lin Bei felt a constant ache all over his body, but surprisingly, he felt at ease.

Tonight's battle, though brutal, yielded significant gains.

This was the first time I had faced so many ghosts alone, and the first time I had actually used the Lightning Thunder Fist in combat. Although I only managed to throw two punches before my magic power was exhausted, the effect was surprisingly good.

That 300-year-old vengeful ghost couldn't even withstand two of his punches.

"Master is right, the Lightning Thunder Fist is indeed the nemesis of all evil things." Lin Bei muttered to himself, "It's a pity I've only just started, I can only throw two punches before I'm exhausted."

"If I could be like my master, throwing punch after punch without even breaking a sweat, that would be awesome."

Unfortunately, Lin Bei could only dream about it. Shi Jian had cultivated for decades to reach his current level of cultivation, and Lin Bei was certain that Shi Jian must have had some extraordinary encounters.

Only those who have practiced the Maoshan Vajra Body and the Lightning Thunder Fist know how difficult these two techniques are to cultivate.

Shi Jian fed him so much demon beast meat and spiritual medicine, and he has only just reached the perfection of the Vajra Body. If he wants to cultivate to the next realm, it will take three to five years with the help of rare and precious materials. If he relies solely on hard work, it will probably take at least ten years!