Uncle Nine: You were supposed to drive corpses, so you summoned the Monkey King!

Lin Chen knew that the heavenly soldiers had already received the goods.

That familiar voice echoed in my mind.

This time, there was no cursing or swearing, just a feeling of contentment after a good meal.

"Kid, this roast chicken is pretty good, and the liquor is strong enough too."

"I've been standing guard at the South Heavenly Gate for eight hundred years, and you're the most sensible one of them."

Lin Chen replied in his mind.

"As long as the immortal is satisfied with the meal, that's good."

"Thanks to the divine power of the immortals last night, this is just a small token of my appreciation."

The soldier gnawed on another chicken leg, speaking indistinctly.

"No problem, no problem."

"Your physical body is pretty good; it can withstand my divine sense for a minute."

"Any other Taoist priest would have exploded and died long ago. If you encounter any tough opponents you can't handle, just shake me."

"You know the rules, two chickens per minute."

Lin Chen thought to himself, this would be considered establishing a long-term cooperative relationship.

The heavenly soldiers are good enough to guard the gate in the mortal realm, and they will be a trump card when encountering powerful zombies and demons in the future.

"Thank you for your care, Immortal."

"Next time, I will definitely prepare an even more sumptuous feast for the Immortal," Lin Chen promised.

The heavenly soldier drank the last bowl of wine.

"Alright, I'm beholden to your kindness."

"I think you're a good buddy, so I'll give you a little something extra."

The last bit of incense ash in the incense burner rose up and landed between Lin Chen's eyebrows.

A cool sensation rushed to my head, and a mnemonic appeared in my mind.

[Ding! Detection indicates the host has received a blessing from the Heavenly Court.]

[Congratulations, host, you have acquired the passive skill: Divine Might Awe (Beginner).]

[Note: When releasing this aura, it can mentally suppress low-level evil spirits, slowing their movements.]

Lin Chen opened his eyes.

This blessing is quite useful; you don't even need to lift a finger to deal with those low-level thugs, you can just intimidate them with your aura.

"Thank you, Immortal!" Lin Chen said again.

The voice in my mind disappeared, and the incense offering channel closed.

The ritual has ended.

Lin Chen wiped the sweat from his forehead and tidied up the things on the table.

Master Simu walked in with his hands behind his back.

He picked up the shriveled roast chicken from the table, poked it with his finger, and found it as hard as a rock.

"Tsk tsk, they really ate it all up."

"Disciple, which deity did you summon?"

"This display of power left not even a trace of bone or essence behind."

Lin Chen got straight to the point.

"He was a guard at the South Heavenly Gate."

"Master, this chicken has lost its flavor. Take it to feed the dog."

Master Four Eyes glared at Lin Chen.

"Feeding it to dogs? This is something even gods have eaten; does a dog deserve to eat it?"

"Jiale! Take it to the kitchen, chop it up, and make soup. At least it'll have some of that celestial aura."

Jiale, standing outside the door, gave a wry smile and left with the plate.

in the afternoon.

Master Qianhe brought the young prince to say goodbye.

His condition has stabilized, his magical powers haven't recovered, but he can walk normally without any problems.

Wu Shilang hired two carriages and parked them outside the temple; he didn't want to stay there for even a moment longer.

"Senior brother, I can't thank you enough for this great kindness."

Master Qianhe bowed respectfully.

"I must hurry and take the young prince to the capital to report back."

"Although the zombies have been eliminated, we still need to give an explanation to the imperial court about this matter."

Master Simu patted Qianhe on the shoulder.

Be careful on your journey.

"This world is not peaceful; there are many demons and monsters."

Master Qianhe nodded and looked at Lin Chen.

"Nephew Lin, you have a bright future ahead of you."

"If you ever come to the capital in the future, you must come and visit your martial uncle."

Lin Chen returned the greeting with a cupped hand.

"Take care, Uncle-Master."

Watching the carriage disappear into the distance along the mountain road.

Master Simu sighed.

"This job in the imperial court is truly inhuman."

"Luckily, I'm just a freelance corpse transporter."

Lin Chen stood at the entrance of the dojo, looking at the setting sun on the horizon.

The royal zombie storyline ended, and he touched the lightning-struck wooden sword at his waist.

Next, it's time to check out the other sights in Uncle Nine's world. I wonder if that zombie in Renjia Town is as tough as this royal zombie.

Lin Chen turned around and went back to the courtyard, picked up the axe and walked towards the woodpile.

No matter how the world changes, daily self-cultivation must not stop.

Chopping wood, carrying water, drawing talismans.

As long as the system exists, he can keep getting stronger until one day he can smash all the demons and monsters with a single punch without needing to summon any gods.

Lin Chen was chopping firewood in the yard.

The firewood was chopped quickly; the axe fell, and the wood split in two.

[Ding! Daily wood chopping in progress, current progress: 50/100.]

Lin Chen didn't stop and continued swinging the axe.

Since all attributes were boosted, doing this kind of rough work is no problem at all.

Master Four Eyes walked out of the main hall, holding a piece of yellow paper in his hand.

"Lin Chen, stop chopping! Get to work!" Si Mu shouted.

Lin Chen put down his axe and walked over.

"Master, what kind of work is it?"

"I just received a message from a colleague via carrier pigeon. A group of business owners are being sent back to their hometowns for burial."

Si Mu flicked the yellow paper in his hand.

"A big order, involving ten bosses, with generous compensation."

It looks like they're going to have to transport corpses again.

"Master, I'll go with you this time," Lin Chen said.

Si Mu nodded.

"Of course, with your skills right now, I feel at ease having you with me."

"Besides, you stay in the dojo every day, you should go out for a walk."

Jiale came out of the backyard carrying a winnowing basket.

"Master, I'm going too!"

Four eyes glared at him.

"Where are you going? That royal zombie has ruined the dojo like this! You stay here and fix it!"

"Besides, that old monk Ikkyu is chanting sutras next door every day, so you have to keep an eye on him here."

Jiale gave a wry smile and said "Oh".

Lin Chen went back to his room to pack his things, with the lightning-struck wooden sword hanging at his waist and dozens of corpse-suppressing talismans tucked in his pocket.

Now that I've practiced the Shangqing Great Cave True Scripture, my magical power recovers quickly, and I don't feel bad about using talismans.

In the evening, after dinner...

Master Four Eyes changed into his apricot-yellow Taoist robe, slung a bronze sword over his shoulder, and held the Three Pure Ones Bell and the Soul-Summoning Banner in his hands.

"Let's go pick up the goods at the dilapidated temple outside town."

The two left the temple and traveled under the cover of darkness.

The mountain path was difficult to walk, but the two of them walked quickly.

They arrived at a dilapidated temple outside the town, where ten corpses were lying inside, each with a talisman on their forehead and dressed in Qing Dynasty official robes.

Master Simu lit three incense sticks and bowed.

"Bosses, get ready to hit the road."

He shook the Sanqing Bell in his hand.

"Ring ring!"

The ringing of the bell carried far into the night.

"When the dead travel, the living must avoid them!"

Si Mu shouted and waved the soul-summoning banner in his hand.

The ten corpses jumped up at once, and Lin Chen walked at the back of the group.

This corpse-driving technique looks easy, but it's actually quite mentally taxing, relying entirely on the magical power of the four eyes to guide it.

As Lin Chen walked, he circulated the Shangqing Great Cave True Scripture.

The cold air and corpse air from the surrounding mountains and forests were completely kept out of his body.

While the work of transporting corpses looked tiring, it was a good opportunity for Lin Chen to practice his skills.

They walked more than ten miles.

Master Four Eyes turned around and glanced at the composed Lin Chen.

"Apprentice, are you tired? Do you want to rest for a while?"

Lin Chen shook his head.

"Master, we've only walked ten miles, I'm not tired. Where are we going?"

Master Simu switched the soul-summoning banner to his left hand and shook his aching right arm.

"Going to Renjia Town is on the way, so I'll stop by your Aunt Lin Fengjiao's place for a couple of days to rest."

Upon hearing the name Lin Fengjiao, Lin Chen knew what was going on.

We're finally getting to that place; the map of Uncle Nine's universe is now completely connected.

"Is Master Uncle doing well in Renjia Town?" Lin Chen asked casually.

Master Simu curled his lip, his tone tinged with sourness.

"That old guy is lucky; he opened a charitable institution in that wealthy town."

"The town is full of wealthy men who perform rituals and consult feng shui masters; they make a lot of money from it."

"Unlike me, I'm out there with these bosses, enduring wind and rain every day."