[Fantasy] Toothless Zombie (Complete) - 8

Chapter Eight: Demonic Energy Soars to the Sky

"Two bags of blood plasma, plus a box of dental models."

Lanling stood in the hospital, tossing out a stack of Tianlong coins to the heartless fat doctor. He was actually thanking the thug who robbed him for these coins…

The fat doctor stared at Lanling in astonishment, his mind filled with doubt. Where was his accomplice, with whom he had conspired to make a fortune? He

hadn't been able to contact him during the day, and the fat doctor had assumed his accomplice had pulled off a heist and was planning to keep it all for himself.

But now, Lanling was standing right in front of him. He began to wonder if something had happened to his accomplice…

Could this guy have killed him?

Fine beads of cold sweat appeared on the fat doctor's forehead as he frantically imagined Lanling killing his accomplice. The Lanling before him, who had previously seemed like a simpleton, instantly transformed into a ferocious and menacing figure.

"Hurry up, what are you standing there for?"

Lanling urged.

The fat doctor shuddered, his chubby cheeks trembling, and he stood up, pale-faced, staring at the stack of money but not daring to grab it.

Lanling chuckled inwardly. He had guessed that the robber was connected to this fat doctor, but he didn't want to do anything to him. After all, without this fat man, it would be quite troublesome for Lanling to find a hospital that could buy blood plasma.

"Doctor, I need to discuss something with you,"

Lanling said with a smile.

"Wh...what is it?"

the fat doctor asked nervously.

Lanling said with a wry smile, "Could you make the blood plasma cheaper in the future? Damn it, I ran into a robber last night who stole all my money, and this little bit was borrowed."

"Oh?"

The fat doctor's back stopped trembling, his face stopped turning pale, and his voice grew louder...

Damn it, that scoundrel, he really made a killing and ran away! The fat doctor cursed his accomplice who had already fled to the underworld.

Lanling sneered inwardly, sizing up the fat man who looked like he'd been transformed. He thought the guy was not only wicked, but also incredibly hypocritical!

Sigh…

it's a pity he doesn't have fangs now, so he can't create corpse slaves. Otherwise, he could turn this fat man into his own corpse slave, not only getting free blood plasma, but also using his greedy and ruthless nature to make money for himself. That way, he wouldn't have to risk his life as a teacher.

"This little bit of money, two bags of blood plasma? A box of dental models?"

The fat doctor glanced at the Tianlong coins on the table and said, "The control over blood plasma is very strict lately. If the hospital administrators discover the missing plasma, I'll be in a difficult position."

"Please, please… Doctor, I'm really short on money these days. Please be lenient. I'll repay you many times over once I borrow more money in a few days,"

Lanling said softly.

"Hmm... alright, I'll give it a try..."

The fat doctor's small eyes darted around quickly. He had changed his mind. Since that ungrateful bastard had run away, it seemed he had to keep this fool around. Slow and steady wins the race; give him a little incentive, and he could buy more blood plasma later and make even more money. After

a while, the fat doctor returned to the hospital, panting, and tossed two bags of blood plasma and a box of dental models in front of Lanling.

Lanling opened the box and was pleasantly surprised to find that all the dental models were canine teeth. This was far better than the box of front teeth he had stolen from Yasi's dental clinic last time.

After the transaction was completed, Lanling didn't linger and quickly left the hospital.

At a dark corner near the abandoned factory, Lanling eagerly took out a bag of blood plasma and gulped it down.

With the dozen or so British gold coins from Beatrice as a safety net, Lanling no longer needed to conserve his blood plasma. Thanks to Beatrice, the old man could now drink a bag of blood plasma every day. As

the blood plasma entered his stomach, a warm current flowed through his body, and Lanling felt relaxed and comfortable all over.

After a moment, he took out the tooth models, selected two of the sharpest teeth, and placed them in the gaps of the fangs.

The dark red zombie aura reappeared, and Lanling's body slowly floated in mid-air. Although the tooth models couldn't automatically extend and retract like the fangs, when Lanling grinned, the pair of pale white fangs, illuminated by the zombie aura, shone with a blood-red halo.

*Sizzle…*

As usual, the two tooth models lasted for a while before shattering into powder.

Lanling was pleasantly surprised to find that although the tooth models lasted for about the same time as before, they seemed to be able to withstand slightly more energy.

Previously, when the tooth models were in place, the energy they could withstand was close to that of the Black Fang Ironclad Corpse, but now, it was almost at the level of the Black Fang Bronzeclad Corpse.

This was undoubtedly an unexpected surprise. Although the growth rate was slow, it gave Lanling a glimmer of hope. If things continued this way, he would eventually return to his original state.

What particularly delighted Lanling was that he tested the tip of the dental model with his hand; it was quite sharp. This meant that he might be able to use this dental model to pierce a blood vessel and suck the freshest human blood, just like before.

Although blood plasma was also blood, this preserved form was far less effective than the freshest blood.

After the dental model shattered, Lanling still experienced that sudden loss of strength and powerlessness.

He squatted in the corner, panting heavily, and used this time to let his mind wander.

Lanling first thought of Ling Xue, that cold woman. Her eyes worried Lanling; she was clearly a stubborn woman. If he were to be entangled by her, Lanling wouldn't have a good time.

Avoidance?

Avoidance wasn't the solution for such a woman.

Therefore, the only way is to take the initiative and strike before Ling Xue creates an irreparable danger for him!

What worries Lanling is that the strange energy fluctuations emanating from Ling Xue are comparable in strength to those of a Golden Core cultivator.

And in the three minutes he can use the tooth model, the zombie energy he can utilize is also roughly equivalent to the energy intensity of a Golden Core cultivator.

In other words, Lanling only has a little over three minutes to fight Ling Xue, and within those three minutes, their strengths are evenly matched.

Facing an opponent of the same level, Lanling has a fatal weakness: if it were a prolonged battle, he is confident he can use his three thousand years of combat experience to subdue Ling Xue.

However, he has no chance for a prolonged battle; after a little over three minutes, he will be crushed by Ling Xue like a chicken.

Lanling sighed. No matter how he thought about it, considering all the tricks and harmful methods he had ever encountered, he only felt he had a chance, not absolute certainty that he could subdue Ling Xue in such a short time…

Suddenly!

Lanling's eyes lit up, inwardly cursing himself for being so stupid that he hadn't thought of his helper—Bilisi!

That woman now thought he was completely under her control and trusted him completely. So, as long as he used a scheme to get Ling Xue and her together, and waited for the two of them to fight, he could seize the opportunity to take her down with a sneak attack!

After having a plan, Lanling got up and slowly walked towards the abandoned factory.

Along the way, he began to recall the small black cauldron sealed by the supreme formation of the True Dao of Cultivation. Lanling was filled with curiosity about this unknown treasure from his original world, though he didn't yet know exactly what the small black cauldron was or what its function was. Still relying on his hands? How can that be pleasurable? Forum reputation guaranteed! 3D male masturbator anime virgin physical sex toy highly realistic genital shape! Inhaling and exhaling rhythmically, irresistible! Click to enter.

But without a doubt, Lanling had a strong feeling that the small black cauldron would bring him unexpected surprises.

Who brought that cauldron?

Where was the person who shattered the void and shared his fate?

A series of questions swirled in Lanling's mind like clouds of doubt, and the small black cauldron was the key to unlocking these mysteries…

Lanling's steps suddenly stopped just inches from the abandoned factory.

His expression kept changing, clearly making a decision.

A moment later, Lanling resolutely turned and walked in another direction—the direction of the Qinglong City Archaeological Museum. According to Su Qingyuan, the small black cauldron was stored there. Even though he couldn't possibly break through the museum's defenses to seize it, he still wanted to see it, even if it was just to get a feel for the terrain, so he could have a better idea of how to get the cauldron.

Tonight, the weather was clear, the moon was bright, and the starlight, like diamonds, adorned the curtain-like sky.

Everything was so beautiful, as beautiful as a fairyland.

The quiet and peaceful night was like a sleeping beauty, making one forget the evils exposed to the sunlight in this violent and bloody world…

Lanling, following Catherine's memory of Qinglong City's geography, walked quickly through the streets.

Suddenly!

Lanling abruptly stopped, his eyes filled with surprise as he looked at the sky.

The sky, which had just been clear, was now gradually shrouded in a layer of black mist. The bright moonlight and the dazzling starlight seemed to be grasped by a giant hand, and slowly tightened…

Demonic energy!

That's right, it's demonic energy!

As a fellow demon, Lanling clearly sensed the essence of this aura, and amidst the pervasive demonic energy, he felt immense excitement.

In this unfamiliar world, sensing the overwhelming demonic energy, Lanling felt a secret thrill, as if he had encountered an old friend in a foreign land.

He sensed the direction of the demonic energy—towards his destination—the Archaeological Museum. After a slight hesitation, Lanling took a step forward, but unlike before when he had exposed himself, Lanling moved stealthily in the shadows along the walls, everything done with extreme caution.

Feeling a connection to the demonic energy didn't mean he felt a connection to the demons themselves.

In his original world, demons mostly engaged in infighting, using the killing of their own kind to obtain their treasures and increase their own demonic energy.

The Archaeological Museum was located in the center of Qinglong City, to the left of the city's central square. The building was tall and majestic, its exterior decorated in an antique style, with glazed tiles and redwood pillars; just looking at it gave one a sense of being in ancient times.

At the edge of the central square of Qinglong City, there was a grove of banana trees, their leaves rustling in the evening breeze.

In the past, it would have been an elegant, idyllic place, but tonight, it possessed an eerie atmosphere.

A pervasive demonic aura slowly gathered above the museum, and in moments, it enveloped the massive building like a black net, distorting the surrounding space. Tiny purple lightning crackled within the black mist.

Lanling stood far away, hiding in a secluded corner.

The demonic aura was thick; he could clearly sense that the demon manipulating it was far beyond his ability to resist. If he alerted it, he would be inviting disaster.

Lanling observed everything outside the museum, his heart filled with curiosity. It seemed the demon manipulating the aura was also after the museum's artifacts. Damn! Could it also be after that small black cauldron…?

Inside a room in the museum…

Song Yunzi and the Lazy Monk stood by the window, watching everything outside. Behind them were nine young monks wearing robes similar to the Lazy Monk's, but in a dark blue color instead of his bright yellow.

"They've arrived..."

the Lazy Monk said lazily, his lowered eyelids slightly opening.

Song Yunzi's expression was solemn as he looked out the window. The dense demonic aura filled him with a sense of excitement. It had been hundreds of years since he last acted, since the battle that sealed the vampire clan...

"Monk, I never expected you to be so right!"

Song Yunzi murmured.

The Lazy Monk raised an eyebrow and said, "This scheme was set up to lure them here. Only the first layer of the ancient temple ruins at Tianfo Mountain has been excavated, but the number of evil spirits causing trouble at Tianfo Mountain has been increasing recently, making it impossible to excavate the second layer. After discussions among various factions, this scheme was devised to send all the artifacts excavated from the first layer to the museum here. Using these artifacts as bait, we will attract the evil spirits here and eliminate them all!"

Song Yunzi asked doubtfully, "Monk, what's so strange about Tianfo Mountain?"

The Lazy Monk glanced at his disciple behind him, hesitated for a moment, and said, "It's strange, the aura in the ancient temple ruins of Tianfo Mountain is peculiar. It contains both demonic energy, which is very beneficial to evil spirits, and righteous energy. It's hard to imagine what magic is inside that allows righteous energy and demonic energy to coexist!"

Song Yunzi glanced at a box on a table not far behind him. The artifacts excavated from the first layer of the Tianfo Mountain ancient temple ruins were inside. Tonight, this will also be the bait to attract the evil spirits.

"Monk, have you carefully examined these artifacts?"

Song Yunzi asked.

"The old master of the Refining Sect personally inspected it; it's just a pile of ancient artifacts, nothing special. A few pieces have rather strange designs, but they contain no energy. It seems they're just newly discovered antique styles."

The Lazy Monk was unusually talkative today. He had thought it through carefully. The appearance of the mysterious aura of Tianfo Mountain had stirred the greed of those dormant demons, causing them to reappear. It seemed the peace in the cultivation world had ended, and a great battle between good and evil was about to begin.

Under these circumstances, he no longer hid anything from his old friend, telling him everything he knew so his friend could prepare in advance.

Song Yunzi stared at the Lazy Monk, then suddenly laughed and said, "Monk, you seem to have come to your senses." The

Lazy Monk's droopy eyelids suddenly opened, he glared at Song Yunzi, then looked back at the disciples of the Maitreya Sect behind him, frowning as he said, "It's enough that you know. After tonight's events are over, I'll go to the Taoist temple tomorrow and tell you more."

"You!"

Song Yunzi was in high spirits, his old face full of joy.

The Lazy Monk asked, "By the way, I forgot to ask you, is there any clue about the vampire who escaped?"

Song Yunzi shook his head, frowning, and said, "Strangely enough, the restrictions I set up didn't react at all. It seems that the vampire either endured his injuries and left Qinglong City through a special means, or he's hiding somewhere in Qinglong City."

Then, Song Yunzi added, "Don't worry, leave this to me. Consider the vampire a gift to thank you for changing your mind."

The Lazy Monk nodded, a worried look on his face, and said, "The sooner we catch him, the sooner we'll avoid trouble. You should know that the vampire clan has a sorcery called 'First Embrace,' which can turn ordinary people into vampires!"

Song Yunzi said, "Yes, I know. Even if she can withstand the injuries and perform the Embrace, the vampire's offspring will still need a month to awaken! As long as we capture and kill that vampire within this month, any offspring she has embraced will naturally not awaken."

As they were talking, a strange change occurred outside.

The demonic energy in the sky increased, and the crackling purple lightning gradually condensed into foot-long bolts. These purple lightning bolts were strangely shaped, twisting like venomous snakes, dancing in the air above the museum.

Suddenly!

The thousands upon thousands of purple lightning bolts abruptly converged, and a bolt as thick as a bowl and two zhang long struck the museum's roof.

When the lightning struck the roof, golden light suddenly appeared on the glazed tile roof, and countless dense curves shimmered with golden light, bathing the world in a golden hue.

As golden light flashed, the air was filled with the chaotic chanting of scriptures. The golden curves suddenly combined and arranged themselves into mantras, covering the rooftop.

"Nine Maitreya, issue the signal, manipulate the Demon-Slaying Net!"

The lazy monk's eyes suddenly snapped open, his turbid pupils becoming crystal clear and radiant. A phantom of Maitreya, ten feet tall, appeared behind him, sometimes visible and sometimes hidden.

"Understood!"

The leading disciple behind him took out a jade slip, pinched it open with two fingers, and the jade slip transformed into a ball of bright green light, instantly exploding and disappearing.

Then, the nine Maitreya disciples sat cross-legged, closed their eyes, and silently chanted scriptures. One by one, pale golden mantras came from their mouths, gathered together, and floated out of the window. Those pale golden mantras floated to the roof of the museum, merging with the golden mantras. A large net formed of mantras appeared, rising rapidly upwards with a sky-covering force, the net filled with the demonic energy of the heavens.

The Demon-Slaying Net hissed upon encountering demonic energy, accompanied by the howls of vengeful ghosts. The energy surged wildly, whipping up a foul-smelling gust of wind.

Within the demonic energy, two figures emerged, standing at its center.

One had a fierce face, his triangular eyes flashing with an eerie green light. He appeared young, with a slender build and a strangely elongated waist—a bizarre sight indeed.

The other was a seductive vixen, her face alluring and beautiful, her eyes sparkling with captivating charm, enough to bewitch anyone. Her figure was so exquisite that even someone as voluptuous as Lanling would likely drool at the sight of her.

"A trap indeed!"

the slender man said sinisterly.

"Luckily, the Alliance Leader was prepared, otherwise we would have been caught off guard,"

the vixen said with a coquettish laugh.

"Damn it, the Maitreya Sect has even brought out the Demon-Slaying Net. It seems they're determined to wipe us out in one fell swoop!"

the slender-waisted man cursed under his breath.

"Wait a bit longer, lure out the other ambushes before proceeding with the plan!"

the alluring woman said, watching the situation below.

As she spoke, flashes of cold light suddenly erupted from the banana trees surrounding the central square of Azure Dragon City.

A group of lean men and women dressed in black, tight-fitting clothes appeared at the edge of the square, wielding long swords two fingers wide. The man at the head was tall and slender, around forty years old, with a handsome face and a dashing, unrestrained air. He was the only one among them who was unarmed.

"Damn it all! The True Martial Artists have actually joined forces with the Maitreya Sect. Fuck!"

the slender-waisted man cursed.

"Wow, what a handsome man! I've seen his information. This is Su Jianghe, the top expert of the True Martial Artists Guild in recent years! Be careful later. It's said that his Heaven-Shattering Fist Technique can almost shatter the void! In a few hundred years, he might be the first True Martial Artist to survive the Heavenly Tribulation!"

The foxy woman's eyes seemed to overflow with tears as she gazed at Su Jianghe through the thick demonic aura.

"Let's begin!"

the slender-waisted man shouted.

As he spoke, a stench-filled demonic aura emanated from his body, and his form suddenly transformed into a giant python nearly ten zhang long, tumbling and sweeping through the air, its scarlet tongue flickering, and its two sharp fangs gleaming with a sinister black light.

"For the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, you can use your demonic aura here to distract those people. I only need for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn!"

The foxy woman's lewd expression changed, and her expression became serious.

"How are you going to sneak into the museum? There are too many ambushes here!"

the giant python said in human language.

The alluring woman chuckled sweetly, her body swaying, and suddenly seven fluffy fox tails appeared beneath her miniskirt.

"I'll sever six of my own tails and create six clones. I refuse to believe my true self can't find a gap to enter!"

she declared.

"Sever six of your own tails? You're going to destroy 1200 years of demonic essence?"

the giant python exclaimed in astonishment.

"The Alliance Leader has already promised me ten drops of Demon-Sculpting Liquid. With those ten drops, what harm is there in severing six of my own tails now?"

the alluring woman said casually. Each drop of the Demon-Sculpting Liquid could increase demonic essence by 200 years, and this essence was far purer than what she had cultivated herself. Exchanging 1200 years of turbid demonic essence for 2000 years of pure demonic essence—it was a sure-fire win.

As she spoke, the True Martial Artists on the ground launched their attack.

Su Jianghe, leading the group, waved his hand, and the True Martial Artists behind him raised their longswords, creating ripples of multicolored blade energy of uniform strength. For a moment, the energy was dazzling and soaring into the sky, a truly spectacular sight.

Su Jianghe let out a cold shout, and the True Martial Artists' longswords changed trajectory, slashing down from afar.

Instantly, the wind and clouds changed color, blade energy crisscrossed, and the warm temperature plummeted, sending chills down one's spine. If an ordinary person in the central square of Qinglong City were to witness this, they would likely be stunned into silence.

The multicolored blade energy transformed into the shapes of the twelve zodiac animals—oxen, dragons…—carrying boundless killing intent as it surged towards the demonic energy filling the sky.

The giant python and the fox-spirited woman simultaneously felt immense pressure. The python coiled even more fiercely, opening its bloody maw, releasing a stench that enveloped the True Martial Artists' blade energy.

The fox-spirited woman let out a cold snort, her slender hand curving like a knife, and she slashed backward with deadly force.

With a bloodcurdling groan, blood rained down as all six fox tails snapped off in unison…

The alluring fox woman silently chanted a demonic incantation, her body twisting as if boneless, the pink aura around her growing increasingly dense, splitting into six strands

and flowing into the fox tails. The blood-stained tails, infused with the pink demonic energy, seemed to come alive, swaying incessantly. Gradually, they transformed into six phantoms identical to the alluring fox woman, appearing incredibly lifelike. Moreover, these six phantoms shot out in six different directions, each wielding a flute, zither, pipa… and six other musical instruments, playing bone-corroding demonic melodies that actually neutralized the six sword energies…

Lanling watched this scene from afar, utterly shocked. The demons of the Wind and Cloud Continent shared a similar demonic aura as those he had encountered in his original world, but their demonic arts were clearly different, their power and scale seemingly far surpassing those of the demons in his previous world.

Damn!

It seems this world is really tough to survive in!

Lanling grew increasingly eager to obtain that small black cauldron, hoping to use it as a clue to find a way to shatter the void. "Hmph, this place can't hold me any longer, I'm going somewhere else to make my fortune..."

What shocked Lanling was far more than that. The performance of those True Martial Artists also astonished him. They seemed to be purely tempering their bodies, yet their physical energy had been cultivated to a level comparable to that of True Immortals. This exceeded Lanling's previous understanding of cultivation, and he couldn't help but become extremely curious about the True Martial Artists' cultivation methods.

With Lanling's keen observation, the phantoms of the twelve zodiac animals were actually composed of sword energies. Heaven knows how many sword energies those True Martial Artists had unleashed in that instant to create such astonishing power.

It was clear that each strike from a True Martial Artist was extremely strenuous.

After about ten strikes, the True Martial Artists appeared unsteady on their feet, their faces pale.

Their efforts, however, were not in vain; the dense demonic aura had thinned considerably, and the coiled, spitting python could be faintly seen.

Su Jianghe suddenly waved his hand, and the True Martial Artists behind him all stopped.

Five-colored auras simultaneously enveloped Su Jianghe's robust physique, swirling and billowing, causing his body to levitate about a meter above the ground.

Boom!

A deafening roar erupted as Su Jianghe unleashed his Heaven-Shattering Fist, creating a distorted vacuum before him. The five-colored aura, with its immense power, slammed into the demonic energy with a force capable of altering the very fabric of the world.

When the five-colored fist force struck the demonic energy, it was blasted apart. The fox-spirited woman's true form trembled violently, vomiting a mouthful of blood. Two of the six illusory tails vanished instantly, and the remaining four became ethereal, their demonic chants noticeably lower. The giant

python, in particular, suffered even greater damage; its tail exploded into crimson flesh, and one of its forked tongues was ripped apart.

The power of that single punch shook the heavens and the earth. The number one master of the True Martial World could change the very fabric of the world!

Although Lanling was far away, he clearly sensed the power of the punch and was dumbfounded, staring at Su Jianghe in disbelief.

Good heavens!

Was he kidding?!

His physical strength alone was comparable to a cultivator in the early stages of the Mahayana realm…

Damn it, Lanling hadn't encountered many cultivators who had reached the early Mahayana realm in his original world. That punch was almost powerful enough to shatter the void.

Shatter the void?

Lanling's breathing quickened, a wild idea flashing through his mind.

Just then, Song Yunzi in the museum, along with the lazy monk and Misaki Soujiu Miroku, launched their attack. Their division of labor with the True Martial Artists was clear: the True Martial Artists attacked from the outside, using their powerful energy to break through the demons' defenses and draw out all their hidden forces.

Now, Su Jianghe's punch had almost dispersed all the demonic energy. With the demons so severely injured, none were willing to join the attack. In other words, it was now their turn to wipe them out in one fell swoop.

Three azure lotuses bloomed atop Song Yunzi's head, and a small azure sword in his hand pulsed with radiant light.

The Lazy Monk conjured a golden staff the size of a finger; when it reached a meter above his head, it had swelled into a colossal object, over five meters long and as thick as a goose egg, radiating dazzling golden light.

Behind him, the Nine Maitreyas chanted mantras even more fervently, causing the Demon-Slaying Net to grow even larger, surging forth as if imbued with sentience, enveloping the giant python shrouded in a faint demonic aura and the several alluring women.

In the Lazy Monk's eyes, the artifacts in the museum were nothing special, merely antiques used as bait.

Now that the demon had appeared, the bait's value had been realized; the artifacts were no longer of concern. The sole purpose was to slay the demon before him!

The instant the Lazy Monk and Song Yunzi appeared, the alluring woman's true form vanished, transforming into a single fox hair that drifted down.

To cover the seductive woman's escape, the giant python made a desperate gamble. After a series of coils, its gaping maw opened, revealing its venomous fangs. Suddenly, a beam of azure light shot from its mouth, instantly intensifying the stench that filled the air, making everyone nauseous.

The azure light spun wildly, hovering above the python's head. To complete its mission, this demonic creature had actually spat out its cultivated demon core…

With the appearance of the demon core, the demonic energy in the air suddenly thickened, obscuring the small space until visibility was zero.

Suddenly!

At the height of the demonic energy, an anomaly occurred.

A deafening roar erupted from the museum, and demonic energy surged skyward. This powerful demonic energy even pierced through the glazed tile roof of the museum, cracking the demon-slaying net above the tiles.

Lanling, hiding in the distance, sensed this demonic energy and his blood surged. He was so excited he almost roared out loud.

Holy crap!

Pure demonic energy!

This was the same demonic energy as in his original world…

His consciousness was completely drawn to that demonic energy, and he vaguely saw a dark, swirling object bursting out of the hole in the roof, expanding in the wind, and instantly the demonic energy soared into the sky!

A small black cauldron?

Good heavens!

That thing was actually the small black cauldron that Lanling had been eyeing…

Please continue reading the preview for "Toothless Zombie" Episode 3: Who says zombies have no status? When bad luck ends, the sun always shines, and Lanling's sunshine finally pierced through his sky of misfortune…

In a moment of desperation, to defend his pure yin female body, Lanling was surprised to discover that teeth could be used like this?

The harassment from the policewoman annoyed Lanling, especially the timid Ya Si, who almost wanted to persuade the policewoman to arrest Lanling… Even a clay Buddha has some temper, let alone a zombie god? Although the god is past his prime, how can his rough edges be smoothed out?

Having witnessed the might of the zombie god, and the toothless zombie's rampage through a strange and alluring world...

Episode 3: The

unlucky

zombie god, Lanling, unexpectedly obtains the black cauldron he's always dreamed of!

Recommended by Su Qingyuan, he's about to join the archaeological team at the Tianfo Mountain Ancient Temple Ruins—his good fortune is unstoppable! But what twists and turns will occur when he faces the cold and beautiful policewoman Ling Xue, who is determined to uncover Lanling's secrets and relentlessly pursues him?

Lanling, momentarily soft-hearted, takes in a little fox demon who has been reduced to its original form, intending to cultivate it into his second avatar—a zombie blood beast. What amazing changes will this highly intelligent and greedy little fox undergo?

Even though he's past his prime, the former zombie god still enjoys a life of romance in this episode!

Characters

: Little Fox—The fox demon's true form, its demon core absorbed by the protagonist, and out of pity, it's prepared to be cultivated into a zombie blood beast. By chance, a strange evolution will occur.

Su Jianghe—The nominal number one expert in the True Martial World, nearly reaching the seventh level of True Martial.

Ya Jie – Ling Xue's mother, the youngest professor at Tianlong University, a charming and mature woman with an unresolved misunderstanding with Ling Xue, will become a sacrifice for the protagonist's revenge against Ling Xue.

Wolf Demon – A member of the Demon Alliance, a sacrifice used to

showcase the protagonist's special abilities. Black Bear Demon – A member of the Demon Alliance, a sacrifice used to showcase the protagonist's special abilities.

Chapter One: Carelessness Leads to Disaster.

A small black cauldron appears, its soaring demonic energy causing the world to change color. In an instant, the air between heaven and earth becomes unbearably thick. The True Martial Artists within, as well as Song Yunzi, Lazy Monk, and other members of the Maitreya Sect, feel immense pressure and find it difficult to breathe.

The incredibly sharp and perfectly coordinated attack pauses for a moment.

Within this soaring demonic energy, the heavily injured giant python in the black mist thrived, as if suddenly injected with a powerful stimulant. Using its damaged body, it could even unleash its peak attack power.

Among them, the one who benefited the most was undoubtedly Lanling.

This demonic energy was the same as that of his original world, belonging to the primordial demonic energy of evil. Although Lanling was on the edge of the demonic energy's influence, he still felt immensely benefited, letting out a long sigh of relief, feeling incredibly relaxed. "

Damn!

Putting aside what this little cauldron actually is, this demonic energy alone is incredibly useful!"

Imagining himself cultivating in such primordial demonic energy every day would fill Lanling with immense excitement… His desire to obtain the black cauldron grew even more urgent.

The giant python, its forked tongue bursting, its ten-zhang-long body riddled with wounds and bleeding profusely, suddenly thrust its seven-inch-long body forward. The demonic core before its gaping maw swelled abruptly, its azure light flashing brightly despite subtle changes, and its previously weak demonic aura becoming even more intense.

Especially its pair of menacing fangs, which spewed forth copious amounts of venom, forming a curtain of water with a pungent, foul odor that rained down from the sky, engulfing all the True Martial Warriors on the ground.

Because Lanling had been closely watching the alluring woman from the beginning, despite the terrifying force of the python's attack, he did not divert his attention.

He clearly saw that the fox-like woman, transformed into a wisp of fox fur, miraculously found a flaw in the Demon-Slaying Net, concealed by the venomous water curtain. Amidst the brief astonishment of the righteous followers caused by the sudden surge of demonic energy, it slipped through that tiny gap and drifted away with the wind…

The astonishment was only temporary. Most of those present were elites of the righteous path. Although startled by the sudden turn of events with the small black cauldron, they quickly realized that the priority was to slay the demons. The strangeness of the small black cauldron could be studied in detail after the demons were defeated.

Su Jianghe, the number one expert among the True Martial Artists, awoke immediately. At this moment, the giant python's venomous spray, mixed with the heavy demonic energy, enveloped a vast area.

Amidst the pungent, foul odor, Su Jianghe frowned, his body radiating multicolored light.

Bang…

A muffled sound rang out, and the light emanating from his body shattered, scattering like butterflies.

Su Jianghe's previously evenly proportioned skin suddenly developed bulging, rock-like muscles, making him appear twice as large and incredibly imposing.

Boom…

His arm conjured countless fist shadows, the incomparably powerful five-colored True Martial Force blasting towards the poisonous demonic energy.

Hiss…

The seemingly thick and flawless poisonous demonic energy, like a curtain of water, was actually torn apart by the five-colored fist shadows, creating numerous gaps. True Martial Force surged into these gaps, producing bursts of crackling explosions, scattering the poisonous demonic energy. The remaining True Martial Force surged into the layers of demonic energy, directly attacking the giant python.

Within the demonic energy gushing from the small black cauldron, the giant python felt completely refreshed, all its injuries and pain gone, its demonic power surging even stronger than usual.

Just as it coiled its massive body, facing the oncoming True Martial Force, preparing to use its demonic power to counter and neutralize it…

suddenly!

The demonic energy suddenly vanished…

The small black cauldron, which had been suspended in mid-air as if supported by an invisible hand, now fell freely as if that hand had suddenly left.

In the instant the demonic energy disappeared, the giant python felt utterly powerless; its demonic power abruptly weakened, and the gleaming blue demon core before its gaping maw dimmed, its rotation slowing drastically.

Boom! Boom!

In this state, the giant python could no longer deflect the powerful True Martial Force that was hurtling towards it. Having just been confident that its demonic power, amplified by the demonic energy, was sufficient to withstand the True Martial Force, it made no preparation to dodge. With a deafening roar, its massive body was blasted to pieces by the True Martial Force, its flesh and bones scattering like rain of blood.

The demon core was also pulverized by the True Martial Force, vanishing in a flash of blue light.

Lanling, witnessing this, was both shocked by Su Jianghe's terrifying strength and secretly regretful—what a waste!

The demon core vanished into nothingness. If it had fallen into his hands, he could have directly absorbed its essence, converting its demonic power into a small amount of zombie energy. Given the demonic power displayed by that giant python demon, this essence would undoubtedly be of immense benefit to Lanling.

The cooperative action between the cultivators and the martial artists was actually accomplished by Su Jianghe alone. Song Yunzi,

hovering above the museum rooftop preparing to unleash his magic sword, and the lazy monk atop his five-meter-long golden staff, were both utterly astonished. Even the lazy monk, who had been too lazy to open his eyes, stared wide-eyed at Su Jianghe, whose figure had returned to normal and who was wearing the clothes handed to him by the martial artist behind him.

"Truly worthy of being the number one martial artist,"

Song Yunzi exclaimed. "Look, that thunderous strike just now possessed the strength of a mid-stage Mahayana cultivator! Monk, neither of us dares to challenge him!"

The lazy monk remained silent, nodding quietly, and then sighed after a moment.

"Monk, have you realized the crisis facing cultivators? It seems that within a hundred years at most, cultivators will be below True Martial Artists, their status of the past ten thousand years will vanish,"

Song Yunzi said with deep emotion.

The Lazy Monk raised his long eyebrows and said, "He's only nominally the number one True Martial Artist. I'm wondering what level those True Martial Artists who don't reveal their abilities have already reached."

"Monk, with Su Jianghe's current strength, he might be able to survive the Heavenly Tribulation with his physical strength within three hundred years at most… Anyone stronger than him? Tsk tsk…"

Song Yunzi said with some envy.

The Lazy Monk's eyelids gradually drooped, and a glint of light flashed in his slit eyes; he seemed to be struggling with something in thought.

After a moment, the Lazy Monk sighed and said, "I can't worry about that now, old Daoist. Tomorrow at noon, I will begin teaching Qiu Yan the Maitreya Mantra!"

Song Yunzi's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed, "Excellent! Excellent! I will naturally have Qiu Yan put everything aside for the time being and will absolutely not let you down. Monk, this good deed you've done will surely be praised throughout the entire cultivation world. Your decision may even change the future of the cultivation world!"

The Lazy Monk smiled and said, "Old Daoist, don't flatter me anymore. I just want to mold Qiu Yan into a good candidate. How can she alone change the cultivation world? Besides, even if I teach her..." "She can only obtain two cultivation methods..."

A sly smile appeared on Song Yunzi's old face as he said, "Don't worry about that. I'll be waiting for you at noon tomorrow."

At this moment, Su Jianghe on the ground saw the giant python shatter into pieces and its demonic aura gradually fade and dissipate. After using his true martial power to survey the surroundings and confirming that there was no other external demonic power, he walked towards the museum with a smile, looked up, and said, "Immortal Master Song Yun, how have you been!"

Song Yunzi has always been broad-minded and admired the unity of all sects, so he had many friends and was quite familiar with Su Jianghe.

Seeing Su Jianghe approaching, he immediately bowed in the air, laughed heartily, and pulled the Lazy Monk down to the ground.

In mid-air, Song Yunzi and the Lazy Monk each put away their treasures, landed on the ground, and immediately went to greet Su Jianghe.

"Immortal Master Song Yun, it seems like it's been three years since we last met, haha."

Su Jianghe laughed heartily.

Song Yunzi laughed, "Imperial Master, I dare not accept such a title. Three years have passed, and I never imagined Brother Su's True Martial Power had reached such a level. Seeing you today, it seems Brother Su truly deserves the title of the number one True Martial Master."

Su Jianghe laughed loudly, "I'm truly impressed by you, still so sour..."

Song Yunzi laughed heartily, "Who told you to be so coy with me first, putting on such formalities?"

It seems the two have a rather unusual relationship, a deep friendship.

"This master must be the Lazy Monk Zen Master of the Maitreya Sect?"

Su Jianghe looked at the Lazy Monk and asked respectfully, behaving with impeccable manners.

"What Zen Master? Here we go again, he is the Lazy Monk, my best friend,"

Song Yunzi introduced.

The Lazy Monk's laziness only applies to trivial matters and his languid appearance; he never slacks off in serious matters. Moreover, Su Jianghe is no ordinary person. In fact, his status in the True Martial World is much higher than the Lazy Monk's status in the Cultivation World.

"Master Su, it's a pleasure to meet you. I am Lazy Monk from the Maitreya Sect. I've long admired you,"

Lazy Monk said with a smile.

Su Jianghe replied, "Let's not be so polite. It's so pretentious. Look, everyone else is laughing at us."

The True Martial Artists behind Su Jianghe had already sheathed their longswords. Seeing their usually cheerful and open-minded teacher suddenly becoming sarcastic, they couldn't help but chuckle.

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, the three became quite familiar with each other. Su Jianghe, in particular, was extremely bold and unpretentious, giving people a sense of closeness, which made him and Lazy Monk quickly become acquainted.

"Brother Jianghe, your arrival has made things much easier for us. Haha, we've just witnessed a truly spectacular show,"

Song Yunzi said.

Su Jianghe shook his head and said, "Not at all, it should be said that the goods the Demon Alliance sent this time were too inferior..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Jianghe's brows furrowed suddenly, and he cried out, "Damn it!"

Song Yunzi and the Lazy Monk also suddenly snapped out of their reverie; in the midst of their pleasantries, they had momentarily forgotten about the strange vessel that had unleashed soaring demonic energy.

To be honest, the Demon Alliance had long coveted the ruins of the Tianfo Mountain Ancient Temple, which was why the cultivation world and the True Martial World had joined forces to set this trap.

Given the extent of the Demon Alliance's covetousness of the ancient temple ruins, they would never rashly send demons of such strength to steal the treasure...

In other words, it's very likely that the snake demon and the fox-spirited woman were merely vanguards, meant to lull them into a false sense of security.

"Quickly, the museum!"

Su Jianghe shouted urgently, then instructed a True Martial artist behind him, "Immediately send a message to the True Martial artists guarding Tianfo Mountain. Tell them that the artifacts at the ancient temple ruins are far more complex than they appear. Seal off every single one immediately!"

At this moment, Su Jianghe displayed a quality completely different from his outwardly bold demeanor. He was cautious and meticulous in his actions, which impressed Lazy Monk and Song Yunzi. They couldn't help but sigh inwardly, thinking that if there were more True Martial artists like him, it would only be a matter of time before the cultivation world was dominated by the True Martial world.

Inside the museum, silence reigned.

The disciples who had been assigned to patrol earlier, in conjunction with the museum's own security personnel, patrolled back and forth, their eyes sharp and never letting their guard down.

Their mission was to protect the museum from the turmoil of the fighting, so although the earth-shattering noise outside piqued their curiosity, not a single one of them had left their post without authorization.

Because the artifacts from the Tianfoshan Ancient Temple ruins were all in a small room in the museum—the same room where Song Yunzi and the Lazy Monk had just been—and it was in that room that the small black cauldron broke through the roof, the guards, though they heard the sound of breaking tiles, assumed it was the sound of a struggle and didn't go to check the room.

No one saw…

a snow-white, furry, puppy-like animal, carrying a small black cauldron, dart from one corner to another like lightning, grab the drainpipe cover, and quickly disappear inside…

Su Jianghe, Song Yunzi, and the Lazy Monk stood in the small room examining the artifacts from the ancient temple ruins on the table, while the other disciples stood guard outside the door.

"That strange vessel is gone…"

Song Yunzi said, frowning.

Su Jianghe looked up at the hole in the roof, then looked down thoughtfully at the ground.

"If that strange vessel fell in free fall, its location should be here..."

Su Jianghe carefully scanned the ground and indeed found a clue where he pointed.

On the hard marble floor, there was a white mark; undoubtedly, it was made when the small cauldron hit the ground.

The lazy monk kept his eyes closed, his robes fluttering without wind, a faint golden aura radiating outwards from him like ripples on water.

After a moment, the lazy monk opened his eyes and said in surprise, "Strange, there isn't a trace of demonic energy in this museum, not even a trace. If it were infiltrated by demons, this wouldn't happen. Could it be that the one who stole that strange vessel wasn't a demon?"

Song Yunzi frowned, deep in thought. The guards here were all elite disciples of the Maitreya Sect, their loyalty beyond question. However, with such tight security, if it wasn't a demon, who could have sneaked in and stolen the vessel without anyone noticing?

"What's this?"

Su Jianghe, who had been searching the ground for traces, suddenly pointed to a faint mark and exclaimed.

The mark was extremely faint; without careful observation, it would be difficult to see without Su Jianghe's keen eyesight.

"Bloodstains, the bloodstains of that snake demon!"

Song Yunzi bent down to look, touched it, and then sniffed it.

The fox-spirited woman had never imagined that when she transformed into her original form and sneaked into the museum unnoticed, she hadn't noticed the tiny bit of blood on her feet—the blood spilled on the ground after her companion's serious injury. This tiny bloodstain became a clue.

"It looks like an animal's footprint..."

the lazy monk said after examining it for a moment.

"Could it have been stolen by an animal? To be able to sneak in here, it must have been very small,"

Su Jianghe said.

Song Yunzi sighed, "We guarded against people, we guarded against demons, but we never thought of guarding against something like this..."

After saying that, he shook his head and smiled bitterly.

The three of them were all accomplished individuals, worthy of being called figures, yet they had made such a careless mistake, and they couldn't help but feel extremely ashamed.

They had no knowledge of animals and couldn't analyze the faint footprints. Su Jianghe summoned a True Martial Arts disciple and instructed them to find an expert to study the footprints carefully. The

Lazy Monk looked at the artifacts from the ancient temple ruins on the table and sighed, "I never imagined there would be such astonishing things among these artifacts. I remember the sect leader of the Refining Sect examined them one by one, and even I used my magic to test them, but I found nothing different; they all reacted the same as ordinary artifacts. Alas… we underestimated the value of the ancient temple ruins."

Song Yunzi suddenly asked, "Monk, you said there was a strange aura in the Tianfo Mountain ancient temple ruins, with both demonic and righteous auras coexisting, and extremely powerful. Do you think that demonic aura might be emanating from this strange vessel?"

The lazy monk thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No. Leaving aside the fact that the ancient temple ruins still retain that magical aura, just now, who knows what triggered that strange vessel? It suddenly erupted with demonic energy, and then miraculously disappeared. Now it seems that there must be some kind of restriction on that strange vessel. Just now, it must have been the demonic energy of the snake demon and the female demon that triggered the sealed demonic energy within the strange vessel, causing that sudden change."

Su Jianghe looked at Song Yunzi and the lazy monk, who were frowning in thought, and smiled, saying, "Old Daoist, Monk, what's the use of looking so worried now? Let's wait for the experts to analyze the footprints."

Song Yunzi and the lazy monk were taken aback, and simultaneously looked at Su Jianghe, who now wore a relaxed smile.

Sigh…

Song Yunzi and the lazy monk sighed inwardly. Leaving aside their cultivation levels, they were still a step behind Su Jianghe in terms of their carefree attitude.

Neither of them were ordinary people. While they thought this in their hearts, they quickly adjusted their expressions. Song Yunzi laughed and said, "Yes, you're right. But we're in for some trouble now."

Su Jianghe said, "The appearance of the Tianfoshan Ancient Temple ruins means that the long period of peace has ended. That's good, though; only in trouble can we further improve our cultivation."

Excitement gleamed in Su Jianghe's eyes; the relentless pursuit of True Martial Power was his lifelong belief!

"You're a monster..."

Song Yunzi looked at Su Jianghe exaggeratedly, but even he felt much more at ease after being infected by Su Jianghe's enthusiasm.

"By the way, how long are you going to stay in Qinglong City this time?"

Song Yunzi asked.

"I'll be staying a few more days this time; I have some things to do,"

Su Jianghe replied.

"What are they? Can you tell me?"

Song Yunzi asked curiously.

Su Jianghe shrugged and said, "There's nothing I can't say. I came here to discuss with the police station. There's someone I'd like to make an exception and admit to the academy for further studies. As for the rest, it's a family matter. My husband recently told me that my daughter seems to be acting a bit strangely. Sigh..."

Every family has its own troubles. As Su Jianghe said this, a worried look appeared on his face. Pursuing the improvement of martial arts skills was certainly important, but his precious daughter was the soft spot in his heart. Originally, it should have been someone else who came to Qinglong City this time. Su Jianghe volunteered to come. To put it bluntly, the main reason was still for his daughter.

Song Yunzi paused, then said, "Talks with the police station? Exceptional promotion? As far as I know, the academy recruits recent graduates. Anyone who officially takes up a job should have already received advanced training, right? Those who have received advanced training need to take further courses, and it seems there are multiple exams involved. Haha, you, the top expert, are personally coming to negotiate. I'm really curious about what kind of person he is."

Su Jianghe laughed and said, "We don't have the same strict rules as your cultivation world. We have to be flexible. That young woman only received basic True Martial Arts training a long time ago, which I personally trained when I was in Qinglong City. Later, she didn't even enter the True Martial Arts Academy. Instead, she went to the Police University. Through self-cultivation, her progress has been rapid. It would be a loss not to select such a talent for the True Martial Arts Academy."

After saying that, Su Jianghe added, "I'm mainly here to hear the person's opinion. Maybe he doesn't want to enter the academy for further training. Then I'll be doing all this on my own, haha."

"Who is he?"

Song Yunzi asked curiously.

"You might not recognize her even if I told you, but then again, she's quite famous in Qinglong City. She's the cold and beautiful policewoman from the Qinglong City Police Department—Ling Xue…"

Su Jianghe said.

Song Yunzi thought for a moment, feeling the name sounded familiar, but couldn't quite place it. He simply nudged the silent Lazy Monk beside him, as if to say, "Look at the True Martial World… and then look at our Cultivation World…"

Just then, a disciple of the Maitreya Sect knocked and entered, saying, "Uncle-Master, in the northeast corner of the hall, there's an open sewer cover…"

The Lazy Monk's eyes lit up, and he said, "Let's go take a look!"

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