378 The Zombies’ Attack
Ninth Uncle already knew the severity of this matter.
The whole world knew that Japan had become the Zombie Island, a place with hundreds of millions of zombies.
In such a terrifying environment, who knew how many powerful monsters would be born?
And if it was really Shi Shaojian who created the Zombie Island—even if he was the most outstanding disciple of his generation and the future Sect Leader of Mao Mountain—Ninth Uncle would also join forces with his fellow Daoists to get rid of such a scourge for the world.
Soon, the paper crane slowly flew back. Ninth Uncle opened it and took a closer look. His face instantly changed. In a flash, he left the Memorial Hall.
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Night soon arrived.
Shi Jian and you were sitting cross-legged in a dilapidated temple.
Beside you were the five zombies you brought from the Zombie Island—the Zombie King, generals, and ministers, as well as four zombie guardians.
“Are you saying that the thing you did on Zombie Island is going to be exposed?” Shi Jian’s face looked a bit ugly.
“Even though what you’ve done is for the sake of cultivation, it’s not something the righteous path can tolerate. As the Eldest Senior Brother of Mao Mountain, Shi Jian is a man of justice.”
“Indecisiveness will only lead to chaos. These years, my Martial Uncles have been looking down on the sect. Why don’t we take advantage of tonight to eradicate them all?”
Your expression was very calm as you uttered these heartless words.
“What?”
Shi Jian was also shocked by your idea. If you killed Lin Fengjiao alone, Shi Jian would definitely agree.
However, Shi Jian had never thought of killing all the Daoists of the Mao Mountain in his generation.
Not to mention that Shi Jian was not strong enough to deal with all the Daoists.
Even Shi Jian couldn’t kill his own disciples and create a new generation of disciples.
Seeing Shi Jian’s shock, you replied, “Now that the Spiritual Qi is thin and you can’t ascend anymore, I can use the blood of these Martial Uncles to feed my zombies and raise my Zombie King to the immortal realm. Then, we can ascend to the immortal realm.”
You know that Shi Jian’s life goal was to ascend to the immortal world.
To a true Daoist, there was nothing more attractive than this word.
Shi Jian didn’t agree to kill his fellow disciples.
However, when you talked about feeding zombies with the blood of his fellow disciples to help Shi Jian ascend, Shi Jian’s eyes were full of killing intent.
Anything that became a stumbling block on the path, followed by the heart demon.
At that moment, Shi Jian didn’t care about the relationship between his fellow disciples. Instead, he was thinking about what he should do to ensure that he could kill every one of his Junior Brothers.
“Among your Martial Uncles, there are three who are the most difficult to deal with are the Four-Eyed Daoist, Daoist Thousand Cranes, and Lin Fengjiao.”
Shi Jian started to analyze seriously, and continued. “Among the three of them, Lin Fengjiao has a treasure given to her by the ancestral master. Although he poses a great threat, he’s not a cause for concern.
“Only these two people are left. Even if you and I practice, we might not be able to successfully take them down.”
Shi Jian said seriously, “The Four-Eyed Daoist and Daoist Thousand Cranes’s mantras are the best among the Mao Mountain’s mantras.
“Moreover, if they can’t win in a direct battle, they can just run away.
“If they accidentally escape, the consequences will be unimaginable.”
“Why don’t we start with the Four-Eyed Daoist?”
Your eyes flashed with a ruthless light, and you immediately made a plan.
At Renjia Town’s inn…
The Four-Eyed Daoist was currently chanting sutras with his disciple, Jia Le, with their eyes closed.
Suddenly, a black shadow flashed past their window.
Jia Le didn’t feel anything, but the Four-Eyed Daoist did.
“Who?”
The Four-Eyed Daoist was naturally not someone to be trifled with. Having been out in the world for so long, he was very confident in his abilities.
There was no sound outside the room.
“Master, what’s wrong? There’s no one here,” Jia Le said in confusion.
The Four-Eyed Daoist furrowed his brows. His natural intuition as a cultivator gave him a bad feeling.
“Jia Le, take out your master’s sword,” the Four-Eyed Daoist instructed Jia Le while he kept moving his head to look out of the room.
“Oh, I see. Alright, Master.”
Jia Le walked toward the wall of the room, where three bronze swords of different sizes were hung. They were the Four-Eyed Daoist s’exclusive magic weapons.
Suddenly, the Four-Eyed Daoist narrowed his eyes and said, “Le, come back!”
However, it was obviously too late. Just as Jia Le picked up the bronze sword hanging on the wall, two arms instantly pierced through the wall and went straight for Jia Le’s chest.
“Be careful!”
At this critical moment, the Four-Eyed Daoist flew over and pulled Jia Le back. He raised his hand and pulled out a medium-sized bronze sword.
“Evil creature, go to hell!”
The bronze sword glowed with a golden light as it flew out of the wall.
The bronze sword with the golden light did not enter his body as he had expected. Instead, a metallic clang rang out, but it did not pierce through.
The Four-Eyed Daoist was shocked. He didn’t dare to hesitate. He immediately pulled out his sword and jumped back. The zombie outside the house had already exceeded his expectations.
He looked at the tip of the bronze sword, which was still charred black by the Corpse Qi, and said in shock, “What a heavy Corpse Qi! Could it be the Zombie King?”
Jia Le panicked when he heard that it was the Zombie King and hurriedly said, “Master, what should we do?”
“Don’t panic. Your Martial Uncles are here. With such a huge commotion, we only need to hold on for a moment and we’ll get help.”
This was also the reason the Four-Eyed Daoist had been so calm.
Even the Zombie King would be killed if it attacked while the Mao Mountain Daoists were having a meeting.
However, in the next moment, the Four-Eyed Daoist’s face fell.
“F*ck!”
He blurted out the quintessence of Chinese culture.
Through the curtains, he could clearly see that there were four more zombies around the room.
The five zombies were still surrounding the Four-Eyed Daoist’s room.
“Master!”
Jia Le naturally saw it and immediately called out in shock.
The Four-Eyed Daoist was someone who cared a lot about his reputation in front of his own disciple, so he immediately said, “I’ll cover you later. You can run out and call for backup. I’ll leave my life in your hands.”
Jia Le nodded solemnly. At this time, this was indeed the best solution.
A series of shattering sounds could be echoed.
The Zombie King and his four zombie guardians broke through the wall and rushed into the room.
