Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Zing! Zing! Zing!
Chen Xiaobei kept brandishing his saber, slicing the monsters like they were vegetables killing seven to eight zombies each time.
There were tens of thousands of zombies in the passage. Getting to the end of it was not going to be an easy task.
“Damn! Things are worse than I thought!” Chen Xiaobei furrowed his brows. “I’ve already gone as far as a few hundred meters in and I haven’t even caught a glimpse of the formation! I’ve already used half of the True Qis from my Dantian! If I keep this up, I won’t be able to make it to the end!”
Chen Xiaobei swung his saber wildly but all around him, the zombies were pouring out endlessly, gradually slowing him with their numerous bodies.
“If I go on like this, I will be completely drained! But no… I can’t retreat! It’s day right now, so I can’t use my Nightstalker Outfit. The Anti-Bei Alliance will attack me once I get out!” As his True Qi continued to deplete, Chen Xiaobei began to grow anxious. “I have to come up with a new plan or I’m done for!”
Chen Xiaobei pulled himself together, and continued to push forward. As he went through the horde, his mind was running through the list of trump cards he had on him to see if any of them could solve his problem.
Nuclear bomb! He only needed one to solve everything! But he would have to die too, and worse still, the mausoleum might collapse!”
The Blood God’s Deity-Killing painting could only trap living things. These zombies were dead. They could not be trapped! Also, the painting could only cover a limited area. As there were so many zombies, it would prove inadequate!
With these two weapons of mass destruction eliminated, Chen Xiaobei was left with plenty of Spiritual Instruments, but they were used for one-versus-one attacks. None of them could withstand fighting off such a large legion of zombies.
“My old trump cards are useless. What about the new Red Envelopes I got from the King of Glory competition?”
Chen Xiaobei remained calm as he looked into the new envelopes he received.
Chen Xiaobei got five Red Envelopes during the Red Envelope Snatching Session: Shen Gongpao’s Saturn Peach, Xiao Tianquan’s Shapeshifting Pill, and Yanwang’s Spirit Summoning Talisman. Chen Xiaobei had used them before and they were clearly not useful for fighting this massive army of zombies.
He was left with two more Red Envelopes; namely Tiangong Xingjun’s Tiangong Blueprint, and Emperor Zhenwu’s Zhenwu Ethereal Pill!
“Got it!” Chen Xiaobei’s eyes lit up, excited that he might have found a solution to this zombie problem.
“Oh no!” Chen Xiaobei’s expression however, suddenly changed.
When he was distracted, several zombies had thrown themselves at him.
Chen Xiaobei could not move his saber. At the front and on both sides, another dozen zombies launched themselves at him.
Soon, a whole group of them came surging forward, piling on top of one another like a small hill, and Chen Xiaobei was pinned right at the bottom of this hill made up of thousands of zombies!
On the other side of the jade door, all of the leaders, including Long Zishan and Dio, were discussing ways to break through this obstacle of zombies.
On another side, the core disciples and elders of these forces spent the time recuperating and replenishing their True Qi.
“Xiaobei! Please be alright.”
Liu Xuanxin could not rest. Instead, she stood with her hands touching the jade door, looking into the passage worriedly.
She was so nervous that her voice trembled, and her heart was pounding violently inside her chest. She had never felt such a strong premonition of impending doom before.
“Hehe! How could he be alright?” Feng Buchun walked up to her. “It’s not like you didn’t see the zombie legion! Even the seven demigods had to temporarily retreat! There’s no way that Celestial Cultivation piece of shit can survive the onslaught!”
Liu Xuanxin’s face turned white as ghost at this comment. She felt an intense hatred towards Feng Buchun but at the moment, she could say nothing in return.
Even from a common man’s perspective, Feng Buchun’s words made a lot of sense. Even the demigods dared not stay inside. Could Chen Xiaobei be much stronger than the demigods? Of course not!”
“Little Seven! Don’t worry about that kid!” Fang Yin snorted. “Just now, that kid said he wanted to kill me! His heart is extremely poisonous! You shouldn’t be sad even if he’s dead!”
“Elder Shijie! That’s enough!” Liu Xuanxin glared at her. “All this time, you and Feng Buchun have been targeting him! Everyone is aware of that! I know Chen Xiaobei better than you do! He will never kill innocent people! He only kills people who deserves to die!”
“What?! What did you just say?!” Fang Yin shouted. “How dare you say that I deserve to die? Do you even see me as your Elder Shijie?”
Liu Xuanxin on the other hand was not your mild-tempered girl next door as well. She fought back, “Fourth Shijie’s has just died but I don’t even see you mourning for her! So many of my friends have died but here you are rejoicing over others’ misfortune! Let me ask you, have you even thought of us as your Shimei? You want to use your position as elder Shijie to exert pressure on me? Oh please! You’re not worthy of that!”
“You… You…” Fang Yin’s face was beet red with anger but she found herself unable to retaliate because what Liu Xuanxin said was somehow the truth.
Even the four other girls following behind Fang Yin nodded in silence; their faces sorry with shame.
“Hmph! Liu Xuanxin! You’d better remember what you say now! Don’t you regret it!” Fang Yin shouted.
The other girls faces fell. “Elder Shijie. Our Sifu has warned us not to use Little Qi’s real name! Have you forgotten?”
“I…” Fang Yin froze when she realized her mistake but driven recklessly by her anger, she said stubbornly, “So what if I call her by her real name? I want Sifu to kick her out of our faction after this!”
Smack!
Suddenly, a deafening slap hit Fang Yin so hard that she was thrown a few meters away. Her face swelled up immediately, and bright, fresh blood strated to flow down the side of her lips.
“Si… Sifu… why did you hit me?” Fang Yin stammered.
She did not see this coming. One second ago, Long Zishan was discussing plans with the other leaders, and the next, she appeared like a bolt of lighting before Fang Yin and slapped her tightly in the face.
Had the mention of Liu Xuanxin’s real name triggered Long Zishan’s limits? Could she never be even touched?
“You ignored my instructions, and you ask why I hit you?!”
Long Zishan had an eagle-eyed vision and saw what was happening.
Under pressure, Fang Yin inhaled sharply, and quickly got down to her knees with her head touching the floor. “I’m wrong! I know I’m wrong! Please, forgive me, Sifu!”
“There’s no need to get angry, Faction Leader Long!” Zhou Daoxian and the other leaders quickly came over. “Faction Leader Long hid simply Liu Xuanxin’s identity because she’s afraid that we’ll capture her and use her as our hostage! Now that Chen Zhufeng is dead, we don’t need her anymore alright!”
Long Zishan frowned. “Who told you that Chen Zhufeng is going to die?”
