Chapter 11 Exterminate the Zombies

"Wonderful! We have been traveling in the Jianghu, worrying that we couldn't do any significant deeds. Since there is an evil entity like a zombie causing chaos in the Mortal world, we naturally have an obligation to act!"

Jiang Chen did not see hypocrisy in their eyes, only clear-eyed stupidity.

You group of robust Mortals, do you want to go fight a zombie, or go deliver experience points?

"It's not..." Jiang Chen wanted to dissuade them further, but was stopped by a wave of Xue Xichang's hand.

"Since you young heroes have such chivalrous hearts, then let us act together," Xue Xichang said.

Zhao Hong and his companions said excitedly, "Good, then we shall act together with you two Daoists!"

He also had his own little ulterior motives; since these two Daoists dared to go capture a zombie, they must certainly have some skills.

If his group followed them, their safety would naturally be higher.

"Senior Brother, why let them follow? We will have to look after them when the time comes." In a secluded spot, Jiang Chen asked Xue Xichang.

Xue Xichang replied, "Look at them, do they look like they are willing to give up? Instead of letting them act alone, it is better to keep them by our side. Besides, people teaching people might not work, but experience teaching people is enough after one time."

At night, the lights in Huangshan Village had already been extinguished. With the warding talismans Jiang Chen gave them, these villagers slept exceptionally soundly tonight.

Meanwhile, Xue Xichang and Jiang Chen sat cross-legged on the ground, eyes closed, Cultivating.

Seeing this, those rangers became somewhat restless.

After the initial excitement and confidence, they now felt a bit of regret and unease.

But since they had already come, no one had the face to say they were leaving, otherwise, how would they establish themselves in Jurong County in the future?

"Daoist, it has already been half an hour, how much longer do we have to wait?" asked the ranger Chen Yang.

Jiang Chen opened his eyes and checked the time. "Soon. It is nearly the Hour of the Rat, approaching the moment of extreme Yin, so this zombie should be coming out."

Zhao Hong asked again, "Little Daoist, are you sure this zombie will come here?"

Jiang Chen glanced at him, smiled, and said nothing.

There was one thing he hadn't said: he and Xue Xichang were practitioners of the Dao, their Qi and blood locked tightly, so the zombie could not sense them.

But these rangers were Mortals, each practicing martial arts with vigorous Qi and blood.

To the zombie, they were exactly the nourishing and easy-to-crush soft persimmons.

Moreover, every household in the village had a warding talisman, although it might not have much effect on the zombie.

But the zombie, upon smelling the scent, would certainly not want to go there again.

Therefore, it would come here eight or nine times out of ten.

"Whoosh!"

Sure enough, before Zhao Hong could wait for Jiang Chen's answer, he felt a sudden gust of Yin wind, making his scalp tingle.

"Zhao, Brother Zhao!" someone spoke, trembling.

Hearing this, Zhao Hong turned around and couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

He saw that, at some unknown moment, a zombie in tattered clothes, its whole body shimmering with a ghostly green light, had already appeared not far from them.

Zhao Hong gritted his teeth. "Charge!"

Saying this, he was the first to draw his precious sword and pounced forward.

However, Zhao Hong was brave and resourceful; he first made a feint, swayed to a spot not far from the zombie, then leaped up, arrived at the zombie's side, and slashed heavily with his sword at the back of the zombie's head.

"Clang!"

A crisp sound of metal striking metal rang out. Zhao Hong's expression changed. This guy has a turtle's head, why is it so hard?

"Roar!"

The zombie seemed to be enraged by this sword strike as well. With a roar, it slapped Zhao Hong on the abdomen with one claw. Zhao Hong could not dodge in time and was slapped flying on the spot, rolling a few times on the ground before stopping.

At this moment, the others also gathered their courage and charged forward.

Several swords hacked heavily onto the zombie's body, but they did not cause it any major damage.

Instead, they were directly overturned by a roar from the zombie.

"Daoist, save us!" Seeing the situation was bad, Zhao Hong hurriedly shouted loudly to Jiang Chen and the others.

"Go ahead, just treat it as practice for yourself," Xue Xichang said, handing the tang dynasty straight sword to Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen raised his hand to take the tang dynasty straight sword. As the long blade left its sheath, a biting cold light suddenly flashed in the forest.

The zombie now sensed a threat and turned its head to look in Jiang Chen's direction.

"Daoist, be careful! This zombie is impervious to blades and spears!" Zhao Hong warned.

Jiang Chen almost instantly raised his hand, and a wave of Saber Qi wrapped in the Golden Light Incantation surged out.

In an instant, the forest was filled with a brilliant golden light.

The zombie let out a hiss and turned to try to escape, but was directly struck in the back by this Golden Light Saber Qi.

"Sss!"

Its entire body was split in two from the middle. A large amount of corpse energy evaporated and was then purified by the Golden Light Incantation.

Having lost the support of the corpse energy, with only half a body left, the zombie, which had originally wanted to hop around a bit more, simply collapsed and "slept."

【Experience required for Golden Light Incantation upgrade: 105 / 1000】

Zhao Hong and his group were stunned. This little Daoist looked to be about the same age as them, how could he be so powerful?

He chopped this zombie into two pieces with one strike, and that golden light—was that a Spell?

Xue Xichang's eyelid also twitched. Wasn't it said that this Junior Brother had just comprehended the Golden Light Incantation? How could it be so fierce?

"Thump!"

Zhao Hong knelt down to Jiang Chen on the spot. "Please, Daoist, take me as your disciple!"

Jiang Chen was dumbfounded. Take a disciple? He had only just become a disciple himself.

After much persuasion, Jiang Chen finally got these people to stand up.

"Senior Brother, did you see anything suspicious?" Jiang Chen asked.

Xue Xichang squatted down to inspect the zombie, his eyes suddenly darkening.

"This zombie was not formed naturally; it was specifically raised by someone!"

Jiang Chen was shocked. "Who would specifically go and raise this thing?"

Xue Xichang looked at him and said, "A zombie is not like a person; it has no thoughts. As long as it is used well, it is a loyal and unwavering Sharp Weapon."

"Senior Brother, what do you think is this person's purpose in raising this zombie?"

Xue Xichang shook his head. "I don't know, but we will know once we go to the county office."

"The county office?" Jiang Chen was puzzled.

...Inside the Jurong County office, Magistrate Zhao Kuo was frantic and overwhelmed.

"You said there wouldn't be any major trouble, but now the official reports are almost reaching Run Prefecture!"

An old man wearing green robes with a pale face sat upright in an armchair, drinking tea unhurriedly.

"What are you panicking about? It's just a few peasants who died. Do their lives even count as lives?"

Zhao Kuo's face was full of anger, but after seeing the old man's mocking gaze, his full-blown rage was suddenly extinguished as if by a basin of cold water.

He said coldly, "Are those just a few human lives? Those are my official career!"

The old man said indifferently, "Do you still want to live forever or not?"

Zhao Kuo choked. Of course he wanted to. How could he not? If he didn't want to, he wouldn't have let this guy run amok in his territory.

"Can one really live forever? Can you give me a definite answer?"

The corner of the green-robed old man's mouth curled into a meaningful smile. "Of course. I am using the Heaven-Mending Art to strip away other people's life force and graft it onto you, my lord. Don't you feel that you are becoming younger and younger now?"

Zhao Kuo was lost in thought. He did indeed feel much younger now; last night, when sharing a room with his concubine, he was even more vigorous than usual.