137: Battle against the Mummy Mini-Boss

“Also, Host, this isn’t a Dried Corpse King; this is just a Dried Corpse mini-boss.”

“Alright then.”

Lin Chuping suddenly stopped, awkwardly rubbing his nose.

The cleaver in his hand spun once, then dissolved into specks of starlight.

“I still lack experience. When I get excited, I feel insecure without a weapon in my hand.”

The Body Cultivation Art naturally had offensive methods, but these methods were like a mage in a game, scholarly and less practical than a physical weapon.

In his excitement, Lin Chuping hadn't thought of it for a moment. Of course, Lin Chuping wouldn't admit that.

“Tong Ge, you misled me! You just had to bring up weapons…”

Before Lin Chuping could finish, the Dried Corpse mini-boss had already swung its giant claw to strike.

He rolled away, and where he had been standing, a three-meter-deep pit was gouged into the ground.

“Holy crap! Even a mini-boss is this powerful!”

Lin Chuping spat out the dirt in his mouth, quickly retreating to a safe distance, and rapidly formed hand seals.

“Heaven and Earth, profound and mystical; myriad Qi, the root of all…”

The Dried Corpse mini-boss seemed to sense the threat, opening its gaping maw to spew a foul, black mist.

Lin Chuping didn’t dodge. His hands, having completed the seals, thrust forward sharply:

“Divine Light Charm!”

Blinding golden light erupted like a scorching sun, instantly purifying the black mist.

The golden light’s momentum didn’t diminish, directly striking the Dried Corpse King’s chest and blasting a large hole in it.

“Haha! See that?”

Lin Chuping smugly flicked his hand. “I only need to make a slight move… and that’s a ceiling you couldn’t reach even if you jumped.”

“Host, look behind you.”

“Hmm?”

Lin Chuping looked back, just in time to see the black hole in the Dried Corpse mini-boss’s chest healing at a visible rate.

Even more terrifying, it was enraged, black flames erupting all over its body, and its speed suddenly increased severalfold!

“Holy sh*t!”

“Bang!”

Before Lin Chuping could react, he was swatted away by a claw, crashing heavily into the rock wall.

He felt as if his internal organs had shifted, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out.

“Warning! Life signs decreased by 30%.”

“Recommend immediate retreat.”

“Retreat my ass!”

Lin Chuping wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his Battle Intent burning even fiercer in his eyes. “Today, either it dies or I die!”

The cleaver abruptly reappeared in Lin Chuping’s hand. With the Divine Light Charm’s blessing, the cleaver became even more dazzlingly cold.

Lin Chuping moved like lightning, instantly appearing above the Dried Corpse mini-boss’s head.

“New Oriental Ultimate Profound Truth — Manchu Han Imperial Feast!”

Blood-redSword Light rained down like a storm. The Dried Corpse mini-boss let out a tragic howl, its body mangled and bleeding.

Just as Lin Chuping thought victory was assured, the Dried Corpse mini-boss suddenly grinned eerily.

“Not good!”

A black light flashed, and Lin Chuping felt a chill on his right arm.

He looked down to see his entire right arm severed at the shoulder, with eerie black Qi coiling around the wound, rapidly corroding his flesh and blood.

“Oh sh*t, it hurts, hurts, hurts, hurts, hurts…”

The intense pain made Lin Chuping’s vision blur, but he stubbornly held on, refusing to fall. “Tong Ge… return to the city… quickly…”

“Emergency teleportation initiated.”

“Target: Qingzhou Prefecture City Temple.”

At the last moment, as the Dried Corpse King lunged, Lin Chuping’s figure dissolved into golden light.

When he reappeared, he was already lying in the main hall of the temple, blood gushing from his severed arm.

“Cough, cough…”

Lin Chuping weakly raised his head, looking at his own divine statue in the hall.

“I never thought that after half a year of arduous cultivation, I couldn’t even defeat a Dried Corpse mini-boss. Sigh…”

“Host, there’s no need to belittle yourself.”

The System’s mechanical voice suddenly softened.

“You, as a newly ascended deity, confronted an evil entity formed from a hundred years of resentment.”

“Battle performance rating: A-class.”

“Special note: Cleaver technique is highly creative.”

“Ha…”

Lin Chuping was amused by the System, but the movement pulled at his wound, making him wince again.

“Tong Ge, when did you learn to comfort people?”

“This System merely states objective facts.”

“Also, Host, your severed arm is slowly being repaired by the Power Of Will from incense offerings.”

“Estimated full recovery will take 72 hours.”

Only then did Lin Chuping notice that the black Qi at his severed arm was being neutralized by specks of golden light.

Even more miraculously, the flesh and blood at the wound were visibly wriggling and growing.

“This is…”

“This effect is too exaggerated, isn’t it?”

Lin Chuping felt a strange tingling sensation as his new arm grew, then suddenly grinned: “Tong Ge, honestly, that fight just now was f*cking exhilarating!”

“I felt my blood boiling.”

“When I was smacked flying into the rock wall, I surprisingly wasn’t scared at all. Instead, I felt especially… thrilling?”

“Although I almost kicked the bucket there, this feeling of being on the brink of death… it’s so damn stimulating!”

“Warning: Excessive pursuit of stimulation may lead to…”

“I know, I know!”

Lin Chuping impatiently cut off the System. “Next time I’ll be careful… but…”

He suddenly flipped over and sat up, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

“Once my arm is healed, how about we go meet that mini-boss again? This time, I’m definitely going to… avenge myself!”