15: Chapter 15 A Thousand-Year-Old Female Corpse? She's so beautiful, one punch and she'd probably cry for a long time, right?

The air in the basement seemed to have frozen.

The ghastly green eternal lamps flickered unsteadily, casting a ghostly glow over that massive bronze coffin.

The surface of the coffin was covered in ancient and obscure runes; those runes seemed alive, slowly slithering like small snakes, emitting a heart-palpitating pressure.

"Th-this... what dynasty is this coffin from? Why is it so big..."

Ye Yuqing clung tightly to Su Yang's waist, wishing she could shrink into his embrace.

Although she was a Counselor, she had only ever seen such things in museums, and none of those in the museums were as sinister as this coffin.

Just by looking at it, she felt as if her Soul was about to be sucked in.

"Judging by the patterns and style, this thing is at least a thousand years old."

Su Yang held Ye Yuqing's soft, delicate body with one arm, while rubbing his chin with the other, a hint of greed flashing in his eyes.

"Tsk tsk, it's all solid bronze. If we dragged this out to sell as scrap, it would be worth a lot of money, right?"

"..."

Ye Yuqing and Su Qingcheng, who was floating nearby, were both speechless.

What time is it, and you're still thinking about selling scrap metal?!

"Master, there is... a big guy inside."

Su Qingcheng's expression was grave as she stood in front of Su Yang. Her red clothes fluttered without wind, clearly indicating she sensed a tremendous threat.

"The aura inside is even stronger than mine!"

"Stronger than you?"

Su Yang raised an eyebrow, "Then I really must have a look."

As soon as he finished speaking.

Thud!

A muffled, loud noise suddenly came from inside the bronze coffin, as if someone had punched it hard from within.

Immediately after.

Creak—creak—

That incredibly heavy coffin lid actually began to slide open to one side!

An extremely thick Corpse Qi instantly erupted outward like a volcanic eruption!

This Corpse Qi wasn't foul-smelling; instead, it carried a strange... fragrance?

It was like fine, aged wine, or perhaps some ancient spice, making one feel dizzy and weak in the knees just from a single whiff.

"Not good! This fragrance is poisonous!"

Su Qingcheng's expression changed, and she quickly waved her sleeve, a red barrier instantly enveloping the three of them.

But even so, Ye Yuqing still inhaled a little. She instantly went limp in Su Yang's arms, her eyes unfocused, her cheeks flushed with an unnatural crimson, and she began to make unconscious whimpering sounds.

"Hot... so hot..."

She squirmed restlessly, her full breasts rubbing against Su Yang, and her hands even began to tear at her collar, revealing a patch of snowy, smooth skin.

"What the f*ck? Is this Corpse Qi some kind of aphrodisiac?"

Su Yang's eyes widened as he looked at the beautiful Counselor in his arms, whose eyes were misty with desire. Although he really wanted to go with the flow, now was clearly not the time.

He pointed a single finger at Ye Yuqing's forehead, channeling a stream of golden light to temporarily suppress the toxins in her body.

Just then.

Boom!

The coffin lid flew off completely, slamming heavily into the wall and creating a large crater.

A slender figure slowly sat up from inside the coffin.

It was a woman.

A woman of breathtaking beauty.

She wore a magnificent ancient costume embroidered with a gold Phoenix, adorned with pearls and emeralds. Her skin was like coagulated fat, and her features were so exquisite she seemed like a fairy who had walked out of a painting.

Unlike the shriveled and rotting appearance of ordinary zombies, her skin was plump and hydrated, even more delicate than that of a living person.

Only her eyes were a strange purple, devoid of pupils, with only two purple flames dancing within.

At the corners of her mouth, two sharp little fangs slightly protruded, not appearing terrifying at all, but instead adding a touch of bewitching charm.

"A... a thousand-year-old Unmelting Bone?!"

Su Qingcheng gasped, her voice trembling slightly.

Zombies are born from the resentment and filth of heaven and earth; they do not age, do not die, and are indestructible.

They are divided into Purple Zombie, White Zombie, Green Zombie, Hairy Zombie, Flying Zombie, Wandering Corpse, Hidden Corpse, and Unmelting Bone!

The one before them was actually the legendary "Unmelting Bone" level, second only to the Drought Demon! In other words, a so-called Corpse King!

"Huu..."

The female Corpse King slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, her purple eyes scanning the surroundings before finally locking firmly onto Su Yang.

That gaze was full of greed and desire, just like a wolf that had been hungry for three days seeing a piece of fresh, succulent meat.

"Such pure... Yang Qi..."

She spoke slowly, her voice hoarse yet carrying the majesty of a superior.

"I have slept for a thousand years. Upon awakening, Heaven has gifted me such a fine... cauldron."

After speaking, her figure flashed, and she actually vanished directly from the coffin.

The next second.

A terrifying gust of wind rushed towards his face!

She had instantly crossed a distance of over ten meters, appearing in front of Su Yang, her palm with purple nails striking straight for Su Yang's heart!

Fast!

Too fast!

"Don't you dare hurt my Master!"

Su Qingcheng let out a delicate shout. Although she knew she was no match, she still rushed forward without hesitation, striking with her palm, the rolling Yin Qi transforming into a giant ghost claw.

Bang!

The two palms collided.

Su Qingcheng let out a muffled groan, flying backward like a kite with a broken string, slamming heavily into the wall. Her ghost form flickered, clearly having sustained significant injuries.

"Qingcheng!"

Su Yang's eyes turned cold.

"Noisy little ghost."

The female Corpse King didn't even glance at Su Qingcheng, her gaze remaining fixed hotly on Su Yang as she extended her scarlet tongue to lick her lips.

"Little young man, be a good boy and become my cauldron; I will make you... experience absolute ecstasy."

As she spoke, she lunged forward again. This time, she opened her arms directly, wanting to embrace Su Yang and then bite his neck hard to drink his blood.

"A cauldron?"

Su Yang looked at that stunningly beautiful face inches away, the corners of his mouth curling into a cruel, cold smile.

"Trying to get a free ride from me?"

"Did you ask my fist yet!"

Without any fancy tricks.

Su Yang didn't use his thunder techniques, nor did he use the Golden Light Curse. Instead, he simply swung his arm back and threw a simple, brutal punch!

This punch gathered all his Physical Body strength, plus the empowerment of his Nine Revolutions Pure Yang Body. Wherever the fist wind passed, the air emitted piercing sonic booms!

"Hmph, overestimating yourself."

A trace of disdain flashed in the female Corpse King's eyes.

She was a thousand-year-old Unmelting Bone, her Physical Body as hard as divine iron. What difference was there between a Mortal's punch hitting her and scratching an itch?

She didn't dodge or evade, puffing out her proud chest to take the punch head-on.

However.

The moment the fist made contact with her body.

Her expression changed.

Boom!!!

A terrifying, indescribable strange force exploded in her chest like a mountain torrent!

Accompanied by the sound of cracking bones.

This newly awakened, arrogant thousand-year-old Corpse King was actually sent flying backward by Su Yang's punch!

Bang!

She smashed heavily into that bronze coffin, punching through the thick bottom of the coffin, sinking half a meter deep, and kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Ah!!!"

The female Corpse King let out a painful shriek, clutching her chest, her purple eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

Pain!

So painful!

How is this possible?!

She was an Unmelting Bone that was impervious to blades and guns!

To actually be hurt by a punch from a human?

And... it seems to have been bruised?!

"Tsk, it feels a bit hard."

Su Yang shook his slightly numb hand, looking at the female Corpse King in the coffin with an expression of disdain.

"Hey, you there, weren't you quite arrogant? Get up and continue!"

"You... you dare hit me?!"

The female Corpse King struggled to climb up, clutching the spot that had been hit, tears welling up in her eyes.

Growing up... no, having been dead for so many years, no one had ever dared to hit her like this!

And hitting that spot, too!

"So what if I hit you? Just because you're pretty, you can do whatever you want?"

Su Yang walked to the front of the coffin step by step, looking down at her, golden light surging from his body, like a golden-armored god of war.

"Now, I'll give you two choices."

Su Yang held up two fingers.

"First, kneel down and call me Daddy, and follow me from now on."

"Second, I'll take you apart, and these ribs will be just right to make soup."

"You... you are insolent!"

The female Corpse King was shaking with rage, her Corpse fangs gnashing together with a clacking sound.

Make her, the dignified Eldest Princess of the Great Chu, kneel and call him Daddy?

A scholar can be killed, but not humiliated!

"I will kill you!!!"

She roared, her entire body erupting with purple Qi, her hair instantly growing rapidly, transforming into countless steel-needle-like spikes that shot toward Su Yang!

"Looks like you chose the second option."

Su Yang shook his head, a fierce look flashing in his eyes.

"Since you want to die, then I will fulfill your wish!"

Zzzzt—!

He slammed his hands together, and in his palms, a blinding white thunder light suddenly lit up!

This was not ordinary Palm Thunder.

But a Fusion of the Nine Revolutions Pure Yang Qi—[Yang Five Thunders]!

"Five Thunders Orthodox Law · Thunder Cut!"

Boom!

Su Yang held a thunder spear, his entire body turning into a bolt of lightning, instantly tearing through the sky full of hair, stabbing viciously toward the female Corpse King's forehead!

This time, he had truly intended to kill.

Feeling the destructive aura contained within that thunder, the female Corpse King finally panicked.

That was the supreme Yang thunder technique that was her natural nemesis!

If this strike landed, she would absolutely face Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering!

"No... don't!"

Just at the moment the thunder spear was about to pierce her skull.

She slammed her eyes shut and shouted:

"Daddy! I choose the first one! I choose the first one!!!"