280: Third-rate plot

Just as the Old Taoist expected, that pair of Dao Companions were indeed not righteous Cultivators. They had also sensed the Old Taoist's group's intentions and were planning to wait until the Old Taoist had almost finished fighting the zombies before stepping in to snatch the rewards.

Although the two of them only had a cultivation of Qi Refining Perfection.

But as Dual Cultivation Dao Companions, they coordinated perfectly. Working together, they should be able to fight a common Foundation Establishment Initial Stage Cultivator.

Counting that Foundation Establishment Initial Stage Old Taoist, this group of four—excluding the Little Taoist Boy at the Early Stage of Qi Refining who was a bit of a burden—had enough strength among the first three alone to deal with that Scholar Zombie and the Female Corpse.

Provided they were willing to cooperate and hadn't consumed that problematic food.

Zhou Yan stopped paying attention to them. Instead, through Little Smart, he slightly converted the conversation he had just overheard and informed his companions.

As an old Jianghu veteran, Jiang Hongyue quickly proposed a plan.

"Since Brother Zhou believes we should stay hidden, why not just go with the flow and use them."

"Anyway, their trip is also to exorcise demons."

"When the time comes, as long as Brother Zhou can perform some healing methods or give us the method so we can clear their abnormalities and restore their combat power, we should be able to use their strength to force out the person behind the scenes."

This was a good proposal. It could avoid several lives being lost for nothing and use the opportunity of treatment to gain information about the enemy.

Coincidentally, Zhou Yan happened to have a suitable item that could clear abnormal statuses and had a moderate effect that wouldn't cause suspicion.

"Alright, then clearing the poison will be up to you guys when the time comes."

Because he had eaten the most, when it was time to perform, it wouldn't be convenient for him to do too much. He needed to act more weakened.

"Oh my, guest... what are you doing!"

Zhou Yan looked over at the sound and saw that middle-aged Body Cultivator grabbing the Female Corpse's hand, flirting with her.

His Dao Companion saw this, and although she looked displeased, she didn't stop him.

This scene was like a drunkard publicly harassing a woman from a respectable family.

But from Zhou Yan's perspective, the Female Corpse was secretly casting a Spell, and because of the continuous physical contact, the mark inside the Middle-aged Man was being constantly amplified.

This behavior was actually caused by the Female Corpse's illusion. Although the Middle-aged Man was lustful, he wouldn't be so impatient; he had clearly fallen for a trick.

Yet no one in the field pointed it out, as if everyone was kept in the dark.

The insight of this batch of Foundation Establishment Cultivators didn't seem like much.

Seeing that no one stopped him, the Female Corpse called out toward the kitchen.

"Husband, husband, save me!"

Hu Hanzi rushed out. Seeing someone holding his wife's hand, he didn't immediately pull them apart but instead pleaded bitterly.

"This immortal master, what is the meaning of this?"

"So many people are watching; you can't bully us common people."

The two of them looked miserable, just like ordinary commoners.

The Scholar didn't move. The Little Taoist Boy wanted to move but was held down by the Old Taoist's magic power. Although Wang Yao knew it was a zombie and was stronger than the Middle-aged Man, he still wanted to stop it, but his wrists were grabbed by Jiang Hongyue and Niu Zhiyuan.

The scene froze for a moment.

The unusual silence of the crowd and the lack of further action from the Middle-aged Man made the Hu Hanzi couple feel a bit at a loss.

"That's enough. How long are you going to keep playing?" Finally, the Female Cultivator spoke up. After all, her Dao Companion was taking advantage of the situation endlessly; she couldn't just keep watching like this.

The Middle-aged Man shoved the woman away, letting her fall to the ground, and then sniffed his palm enchantedly.

"Born so beautiful, but a pity you're not human."

Hu Hanzi was shocked to hear this, and cold sweat poured down.

"Immortal master, you... what do you mean by that..."

"Noisy!"

The Middle-aged Man's face suddenly changed, and he struck Hu Hanzi with a palm.

But before the palm landed, the Female Corpse had already taken the lead. At this moment, she had become long-toothed and red-eyed, waving her sharp claws to meet him.

The Middle-aged Man didn't seem to expect her to have such strength and was shaken back several steps.

Taking advantage of this gap, Hu Hanzi quickly retreated into the kitchen.

Immediately afterward, a large number of zombies poured out.

Some were just ordinary Corpse Puppets with stiff limbs, while others had reached the Qi Refining level, able to resist ordinary Spells and move much faster.

The battle was on the verge of breaking out.

This sudden change stunned the Little Taoist Boy, scaring him into hiding to the side.

At the same time, this also disrupted Zhou Yan's group's plan. The strategy they had discussed for a long time was completely invalidated by this accident.

It seemed they had underestimated that pair of Loose Cultivators.

The Female Corpse probably wanted to lure the Middle-aged Man into being alone, solve one person first to break their combined attack technique, and then deal with the remaining Cultivators after the medicine took effect.

Who knew the other party had already seen through the clues and played along with the scheme to take some advantage?

And the others didn't seem so incompetent either; they should have also seen the problem but were just playing dumb like Zhou Yan's group, waiting for others to act first.

One really shouldn't underestimate others; this batch of Foundation Establishment was passable.

"Senior Brothers, what do we do now?" Niu Zhiyuan looked at the suddenly erupting battle, feeling a bit at a loss.

"Just treat it as the plan moving forward. Suppress your cultivation to help and act according to the situation." After Jiang Hongyue finished his voice transmission, he was the first to act, picking out a Qi Refining zombie and starting to "seriously" slack off.

Seeing Jiang Hongyue move, Zhou Yan and the others also followed suit.

On the other side, the battle circle where three people and one corpse were besieging the Female Corpse and her Qi Refining servants was much more intense.

While slacking off, Zhou Yan sighed secretly.

He didn't expect it to really become a match with random players.

Speaking of which, the pace was a bit too fast, without the usual plot's pre-tasks and intellectual battle foreshadowing. It was abrupt and made no sense.

Damn reality, it ruined my sense of plot experience.

Only because it's reality; otherwise, who would write such a bad script?

There's no transition at all. Even a third-rate zombie movie wouldn't be filmed like this, right?

While he was complaining wildly here, Wang Yao and the others were also diligently slacking off.

But the main battlefield had already reached a conclusion.

The Female Corpse shrieked and broke through a window, pulling the battlefield outside, with several Qi Refining servants following closely behind.

The Old Taoist reacted the fastest. Talismans flew from his sleeves, thunder and fire exploded, and two servants were shattered on the spot.

The Body Cultivator man roared and met them, his fist wind glowing red. He clashed head-on with the Female Corpse's claws, and the bricks under his feet shattered completely.

His Dao Companion's finger gestures changed repeatedly, and three green Wind Blades swirled and slashed at the Female Corpse's neck, waist, and knees, with exquisite coordination.

The Female Corpse's figure flickered strangely; the Wind Blades only cut through her robes, bringing up a string of black blood.

Two other servants attacked the Old Taoist from the left and right. The Old Taoist's footwork shifted, and his Peach Wood Sword stabbed out with a faint golden light. He pierced a skull with one strike and a heart with another. His moves were simple, but his aura suddenly became turbulent.

The medicine was starting to spread.

Clearly, the medicine was related to magic power; circulating his energy in advance accelerated the onset of the poison.

Only now did the Old Taoist realize there was something wrong with the meal just now, but he couldn't understand how the poison had hidden from his Divine Sense.

The Scholar now made a "panicked" move. His folding fan swept out, and a cold wind forced back a servant pouncing on the Dao Companion, taking the opportunity to close in on the edge of the battle circle.

Unable to win for a long time, the Female Corpse suddenly howled sharply. Evil Qi surged, and black veins bulged on her arms as she clashed head-on with the Body Cultivator's heavy fist.

The man was shaken back three steps, his blood and Qi churning, and his movements stalled. His Dao Companion wanted to help, but her Spell suddenly dissipated; their medicine had also completely taken effect.

Cold sweat broke out on the two of them, knowing things were bad.

A ghostly light flashed in the Scholar's eyes.

The folding fan closed, piercing toward the Body Cultivator man's back like an iron cone. It was too fast and too close; the man only had time to turn sideways, and the fan bone pierced into his left rib, blood splattering.

The woman cried out in alarm, and the Scholar's other palm had already struck her back, the cold Evil Qi of the corpse penetrating her body.

The Old Taoist was shocked. His Peach Wood Sword turned sharply to stab at the Scholar, but the Female Corpse took the opportunity to get close. Her claws swept across his shoulder, tearing off a piece of flesh. The Scholar's figure flickered and arrived in front of the Old Taoist, his folding fan pointing straight at his throat.

The Old Taoist barely managed to raise his sword to block. With a "crack," the Peach Wood Sword broke, and he was sent flying into a pillar, vomiting a large mouthful of blood.

The situation in the field changed instantly. The Scholar and the Female Corpse stood side by side, their Evil Qi grim. The three people fell to the ground seriously injured, their magic power sluggish, and their faces pale.

But just then, a Starlit Rabbit suddenly leaped into the middle of the three.

It opened its mouth and took a deep breath, actually sucking all the poisonous gas from the three people into its body. As it chewed and swallowed, the light on its body brightened a bit.

Then, it gently shook its fur, and the scattered starlight quickly dispersed the abnormal states on them.

Everyone also looked at that rabbit.

Although that rabbit only had the strength of the Qi Refining Stage, its ability was exceptionally powerful. Within a few breaths, it not only cleared the poison from them but also helped them recover from some of their injuries.

"Ugh! This is our last bit of strength."

Zhou Yan had one eye closed and one hand drooping, looking like he was seriously injured.

"But don't panic, Fellow Daoists. We still have a few tricks up our sleeves for traveling the Jianghu. You guys go all out; we'll try our best not to hold you back."

Seeing that rabbit run toward that group of Loose Cultivators, combined with these words, they also roughly knew what was going on.

All of them had a change of opinion about the four of them, especially that simple-looking Zhou Yan.

It seems you really can't judge a person by their appearance; that fat man is actually somewhat useful.

At this time, the two zombies' faces were grim, but the three Cultivators' faces weren't good either. The battle between them broke out again.

Only this time, they all went all out, with no more reservations.