[Fantasy] Toothless Zombie (Complete) - 16

Chapter Nine: A Sensual Journey

This is much better. The mask has a soundproofing effect; as long as the voice isn't too loud, outsiders won't hear or even see their conversation…

"You… what do you want?"

Ya Jie's panicked voice reached Lan Ling's ears.

Lan Ling gently grabbed Ya Jie's small hand and chuckled, "Keep your voice down. You know, the mask's soundproofing isn't very strong. Tsk tsk… Ling Xue is really close to us…"

Ya Jie immediately gasped for breath, struggling to free her small hand from Lan Ling's clutches. Unfortunately, the space was limited, and Ya Jie dared not move too much. Coupled with her lack of strength, escape was impossible.

"What exactly do you want!"

Ya Jie asked again, her voice noticeably lower.

Lan Ling laughed triumphantly. This is fucking awesome! He hadn't expected such an exciting encounter on this journey. Tsk tsk… worth it!

"I'm a man, you're a woman, we're so close… temptation, temptation. What do you think I want? Hehe…"

Lan Ling said shamelessly.

"I'm telling you, there are people all around,"

Ya Jie said angrily.

Lanling laughed, "Since you knew there were people all around, why didn't you shout earlier? Shout now..."

Before Lanling could finish speaking, a large hand flashed out and reached for Ya Jie's chest. Before Ya Jie could react, with a soft sound, Lanling quickly pulled down the zipper of Ya Jie's outer garment.

It was late summer, not exactly hot, but still quite warm. Where would one find so much clothing under a jacket?

When the zipper was wide open, black lace contrasted with a large expanse of fair skin, and two high, rounded breasts squeezed together to form a deep cleavage, coming into Lanling's view. This caused Lanling to gasp, and a surge of heat instantly rose in his lower abdomen and coursed through his body...

Such a stimulating moment, coupled with such an alluring scene, would ignite the desire of any physiologically normal man.

"Ah..."

Ya Jie gasped from behind the mask, instinctively clutching her chest, her voice trembling as she questioned Lan Ling, "Aren't you...aren't you afraid of dying...?"

"I want to die, I want to suffocate in your deep cleavage,"

Lan Ling said lewdly. "Tsk tsk...Professor Ya Jie, you're a bit unhygienic, aren't you? I remember you were wearing this bra yesterday...hehe."

Then, Lan Ling continued, "Don't get agitated. You missed the best time to call for help. Think about it, if you scream now, everyone will see their idol, Professor Ya Jie, in her lewd, exposed state. Others might fantasize, but what about Ling Xue?"

"You're a devil!"

Ya Jie's voice trembled, a frantic urge rising within her. What should she do? What should she do?

"You women have such a poor vocabulary. 'Devil'? I've heard that word countless times, my respected Professor Ya Jie. I'm reminding you again, be careful. Don't let anyone see you. Let's keep this trip a secret between us, okay? I won't tell anyone, as long as you're obedient..."

At this point, Lanling's voice suddenly sharpened, filled with a threatening tone: "Of course, if you want to cause trouble, I'll go all out. I know your daughter is a police officer, very capable, but believe me, I can tear your clothes completely the moment you scream, leaving you naked for everyone to see! Hehe, a woman who cheats on her husband is bound to be lewd, so I'll thoroughly display the lewdness in your bones to everyone."

"No!"

Ya Jie blurted out instinctively.

"That's the worst-case scenario, Professor Ya Jie. I simply can't resist your allure. You are so beautiful, so full of mature charm. Your neck is as smooth as a swan's, your skin as fair and delicate as a virgin's, your breasts so full..."

Lan Ling's voice was deep, carrying an eerie magic. As he spoke, using the high backs of the surrounding chairs as cover, he brazenly placed his hand on Ya Jie's neck, his fingers gently sliding down, finally stopping at Ya Jie's two full, almost bursting mounds, his fingers digging into the deep cleavage.

Ya Jie trembled, instinctively trying to struggle, but was terrified by Lan Ling's threatening gaze through his mask. Thinking of Lan Ling's threat, she truly wished she were dead, and for a moment she didn't know what to do.

Lan Ling's fingers were slender and long; he had once boasted that if such hands were used to play the piano, they would surely produce the most beautiful music in the world.

But when those slender fingers inserted into Ya Jie's cleavage, they felt an extreme tightness, unable to go any further, which was enough to show how elastic and round and fleshy Ya Jie's breasts were.

As Ya Jie trembled, Lan Ling's hand slowly slid down the edge of her bra to her back. Ya Jie suddenly shuddered, her eyes widening in fear, her hands instinctively clutching her chest tightly.

Lan Ling chuckled, forcefully pulling his hand out. What he pulled was the black lace bra.

Speaking of bras, this guy was an expert. He had seen and unhooked countless bras of all kinds, and was intimately familiar with the bra hook structure. In an instant, he could unhook a bra…

Lan Ling was truly audacious now; even he hadn't expected things to develop this way.

What could he do? Ya Jie's body was so alluring.

Who could blame her for being so cowardly?

Being raped isn't shameful; what's shameful is not daring to struggle when being raped…

Everyone has weaknesses, vulnerabilities. Ya Jie was just that unlucky. Lan Ling was practically her destined demon. They'd only met a few times, yet he'd conveniently found her Achilles' heel, a fatal blow like having her throat choked.

"Let go of my hands…"

Lan Ling said with a smile, casually stuffing the bra into his clothes.

"No, give it back…"

Ya Jie stammered, clutching her chest tightly to cover her now-free body.

"Give you back what? Your daughter's all grown up; you're not asking me for your virginity, are you?"

Lan Ling lewdly laughed.

"Breasts…"

The word coming from Ya Jie's mouth filled her with immense humiliation.

"Let go of my hands first…"

Lan Ling began his bargaining.

"No!"

Ya Jie resolutely refused.

Lanling chuckled wickedly, "Believe me or not, if you don't let go by the time I count to three, I'll throw this bra at Ling Xue's face..."

"You're a devil!"

Ya Jie cried out in terror, her eyes glistening with tears reflected in the mirror of her mask.

"Knowing I'm a devil, you should know I'm capable of anything,"

Lanling said with a grin, starting to count: "One..."

"Two..."

"Please, don't do this!"

Ya Jie pleaded.

"Two... five..."

Lanling drawled, "The next number is three..."

"Three!"

Lanling's voice turned icy.

As the sound of "three" faded, Ya Jie turned her head away, burying herself between the carriage wall and her body. When her hands were forced away, her large breasts bounced up like rabbits, the two rosy nipples hardening proudly in fear, a virginal pink...

Huff...

Lan Ling breathed heavily, his lower body instantly hardening. Damn it, he really missed the old days of bullying men and women, doing whatever he wanted. Unlike now, he was about to explode but had to hold back. Strength, strength, hurry up and return!

Hmm...

Ya Jie suddenly let out a groan. In this forbidden area untouched for many years, not only did she encounter the rough hand of a demon, but this demon also despicably flicked her nipple with his finger.

Lan Ling only dared to go this far; the scene was too exposed, too easy for others to see. Of course, he was also afraid that the temptation was too great. Otherwise, he would definitely be the first zombie god in history to die from unfulfilled desires.

Lanling quickly zipped up Ya Jie's clothes again, straightened them with his hands, and made everything appear normal. Only he knew that beneath this seemingly normal exterior lay a wanton, naked body.

Ya Jie's fear had finally eased somewhat; the nightmare was finally nearing its end. This short period of humiliation had felt incredibly long to her.

Unexpectedly, Lanling's hand swiftly slid under the hem of Ya Jie's top, past her flat stomach, and up to her mature breasts…

"Isn't this much better? No one will notice. See how good I am to you, always thinking of you!"

Lanling said shamelessly, as he wantonly fondled Ya Jie's ample breasts.

Ya Jie gripped the handrail tightly, even wanting to abandon her body, but the heat of that large hand kept flowing into her body from her breasts.

He kneaded, pinched, flicked, and squeezed…

Underneath these clothes, Lanling enjoyed this blissful journey, his caresses skillful and never rough, only gentle flirting.

Lanling was confident he could arouse the desire in this mature woman who had been widowed for many years, making her wanton body yearn for the nourishment of rain and dew…

Hmm…

A groan escaped Ya Jie’s throat. Although she tried her best to suppress it, making sure only she knew the groan, the shame made her want to disappear. Her face was now flushed, whether from embarrassment or the spread of lust.

She knew that the most mysterious place in her body was now warm and wet…

This devil’s hands possessed infinite magic, as if he knew every sensitive spot on a woman’s body, and the force of his movements on those sensitive spots was just right. Ya Jie bit her lower lip tightly, her body trembling slightly. Her mind was buzzing, and she couldn’t help but flash back to the passionate scenes with her husband in the past… Still relying on her hands? How can that bring pleasure? Forum reputation guaranteed! 3D male masturbator anime virgin real famous instrument highly realistic genital shape! Swallowing and spitting, irresistible! Click to enter

Buzz…

The loudspeaker at the front of the carriage emitted a burst of static.

The car stopped abruptly, and Su Qingyuan's voice came through the loudspeaker: "Everyone, prepare to get off. We've arrived. Get your climbing gear ready; we'll try to reach our first campsite by evening."

Ya Jie awoke with a start from a hazy, erotic dream, quickly pulling Lan Ling's hand from under her clothes. She then breathed heavily, straightening her clothes and calming herself, afraid others would notice anything amiss.

"Damn, the car's going too fast..." was Lan Ling's first thought. Seeing Ya Jie's complexion gradually return to normal, he couldn't help but admire this woman's remarkable ability to control her emotions.

He raised her hand, gently inhaling its lingering warmth and the subtle fragrance of a mature woman—truly captivating and alluring.

"Get out of the way!"

Seeing everyone getting up, Ya Jie hurriedly straightened her clothes. She wanted to ask this devil for his bra, but fearing being seen, she could only suppress her desire and stood up, ordering Lan Ling to make way.

Lanling lazily stood up, glanced at Yajie, then quickly looked down. Yajie subconsciously looked and saw a huge tent bulging in Lanling's lower body. Her face flushed red with embarrassment, and she wanted to strangle this bastard immediately.

As Yajie walked past Lanling with her head down and her body sideways, Lanling suddenly moved, poking Yajie's body hard with his erection, then whispered, "Miss Yajie, don't move too much, or your breasts will 'float'..." After

saying that, Lanling walked out first, enthusiastically carrying tools for the other scholars. As for his lower body... if he didn't even have this much control, could he still be considered a seasoned expert in lovemaking?

The car stopped at a pre-selected station. To get to Tianfo Mountain, they still had to walk a mountain road to reach the foot of the mountain.

It wasn't that they didn't want to use a plane to reach their destination directly, but archaeologists contribute to the study of human history and cannot have any special privileges. Without the spirit of exploration, the essence of archaeology is lost.

Everyone picked up their tool bags, checked their tools and supplies, and then, led by Su Qingyuan, set off along the predetermined route.

Lanling was the most relaxed of the group; he hadn't brought anything with him, and Su Qingyuan had even found him clothes, let alone any tools or supplies.

His behavior clearly demonstrated his lack of knowledge about field archaeology. To others, even the most learned person would only be a theorist; without practical experience, one couldn't truly master the art.

Even Qiu Yan had brought a large bag of things, making Lanling blush slightly.

The sky had cleared, but Lanling wasn't worried. It was almost evening, and there shouldn't be any more sunshine, just a bit of sunset, which had little effect on zombies.

"Teacher Lanling, didn't you bring anything?"

Qiu Yan asked curiously.

Lanling chuckled awkwardly and said, "I left in a hurry and didn't have time for anything else, just some bread..."

Lanling shook the small bag in his hand. This guy really doesn't need a draft to lie; it clearly contained a small black cauldron, but in his mouth it became bread...

"You're really living a frugal life."

Qiu Yan looked at Lanling sympathetically and suddenly laughed, "Lanling, you've gone to so much trouble. Let's make a

deal?" "Discuss what?"

Lanling asked, startled.

"You help me and Sister Lingxue carry our backpacks, and we'll treat you to food, okay? I brought so much, I can't possibly finish it all."

Qiu Yan pouted.

Lanling would do anything, even something as difficult as carrying a tattered bag. Right now, nothing was more important than gaining the favor of the pure Yin girl.

"Of course, hehe, thank you, Qiu Yan."

Lanling smiled and took Qiu Yan's heavy backpack. As he took it, a look of doubt flashed in Lanling's eyes. What kind of defensive magic item was inside this backpack? This girl is really careless; she just casually put such an important thing in her backpack.

"Sister Lingxue, please give the bag to Teacher Lanling,"

Qiuyan said to Lingxue with a smile.

Lingxue's bag wasn't big, but Lanling was puzzled because she hadn't seen Lingxue carrying anything before, so how did she suddenly have one?

She probably already prepared to put it on the luggage cart.

"Have you no shame? At your age, you still want to take advantage of young girls? Are you a starving ghost?" Ling Xue

said coldly.

Lan Ling cursed inwardly, "I even groped your mother to my heart's content, sooner or later she'll be your cheap father! Damn it, I'll make you pay then."

Thinking this, he didn't care on the surface, smiling and saying, "Ling Xue, don't you know there are people called poor people in this world? You've definitely never been hungry. I have been hungry, so I don't think there's anything shameful about selling my labor for food!"

Hearing this, Qiu Yan looked at the "small bread bag" in Lan Ling's hand and was immediately filled with immense sympathy.

Ling Xue also realized she had gone too far. Although Lan Ling was a suspect, there was no evidence yet. Besides, even if he was considered a criminal, criminals still had dignity.

"Thanks, I'll take it myself."

Ling Xue glanced at Lan Ling and chased after the group.

Lan Ling turned to look at the group, wondering if he should also pretend to carry something for Ya Jie and try to build a relationship?

He hadn't had enough fun on the bus and still felt a pang of longing, but when he saw Ya Jie, he found her surrounded by two men, vying to carry her backpack…

Damn it… Lan Ling cursed under his breath, picked up Qiu Yan's backpack, and quickly followed the group.

Along the way, Qiu Yan and Ling Xue clung to each other, excitedly looking around. This lively, camping-like activity was exactly what these young girls loved. Even Ling Xue, who had been so cold with Qiu Yan, had lost her usual icy demeanor and was constantly laughing and joking.

Thanks to their thorough preparation, the group moved very quickly, entering the mountains in no time.

This mountain range clearly showed signs of human activity, with a worn path stretching into the mountains…

As the path gradually blurred, the jungle grew denser. Contrary to Lan Ling's expectations, the sky was inexplicably shrouded in dark clouds again, making the already dimly lit forest even darker.

The air was damp and heavy.

The occasional mournful bird calls added to the eerie atmosphere.

Fortunately, these archaeologists were used to such scenes and continued chatting and laughing along the way. However, Qiu Yan and Ling Xue, two girls of similar age, became nervous.

Suddenly!

A rustling sound came from the forest, and a flock of birds flew away from the jungle.

Lan Ling was jolted. He had initially spread his inspiration around him, constantly and keenly sensing his surroundings, but now, he suddenly felt as if his senses were trapped in a sticky, viscous mass, making him feel incredibly uncomfortable.

Demonic energy! *

Clang clang...

* The small black cauldron became active again, trembling violently within the small bag.

At the same time, the silver belt around Ling Xue's waist, which seemed like an ornament, suddenly emitted a cold, moon-like radiance...

Please continue reading the preview for "Toothless Zombie" Episode 5: The origin of the small black cauldron is actually related to the Zombie King Jiang Chen?

Guided by Jiang Chen's remaining divine consciousness, the unlucky Lan Ling finally cried out that his luck had turned! The journey to the Tianfoshan Ruins was full of surprises. Qiu Yan's affection for Lanling grew rapidly, and the mature woman Ya Jie was easily captured. The Zombie King finally got his revenge!

Faced with the task given by the Zombie King, what actions will Lanling take? How will he deal with the vampire Bilis in the abandoned factory?

Episode 5: A Turn of Fortune

Synopsis:

The origin of the black cauldron is actually related to the Zombie King Jiang Chen?

Guided by Jiang Chen's remaining divine consciousness, the unlucky Lanling finally cried out that his luck had turned! The journey to the Tianfoshan Ruins was full of surprises. Qiu Yan's affection for Lanling grew rapidly, and the mature woman Ya Jie was easily captured. The Zombie King finally got his revenge!

Faced with the task given by the Zombie King, what actions will Lanling take? How will he deal with the vampire Bilis in the abandoned factory?

Chapter 1: The Demon Alliance

: Lanling finally understood why there was always a powerful and sharp energy aura on Ling Xue.

Looking at the belt around Ling Xue's waist that emitted a cold light... Lanling felt a chill run down his spine and a sense of unease even from just a slight, curious approach. His eyes remained fixed on Ling Xue, a hint of covetousness creeping into his gaze.

Damn it! The cultivation methods of this world seemed inferior to those of Lanling's original world, but their skill in crafting magical artifacts was far superior.

Ling Xue's expression turned serious. Before coming, Su Jianghe had told her that this true weapon was crafted by the most outstanding professor in the weapon-crafting department of the True Martial Academy in the past century, imbued with one-tenth of Su Jianghe's true martial power. It not only possessed the inherent spirit of a true weapon but also considerable destructive power. Ling Xue's current level of true martial power was sufficient to control it, and she could handle any unexpected events.

To avoid alarming the surrounding experts and scholars, Ling Xue discreetly and carefully observed her surroundings.

It was important to understand that in this world, anything beyond the realm of science was imperceptible to ordinary people. In other words, the appearance of demonic energy and the sudden radiance emanating from Ling Xue's belt were invisible to the experts and scholars.

"Teacher Lanling, give me your backpack quickly!"

Qiu Yan approached Lanling and whispered urgently.

Lanling snapped back to reality, his gaze quickly shifting from Ling Xue. Just then, Ling Xue's wary gaze swept over him.

"That was close..."

Lanling secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, Qiu Yan asked for his backpack; otherwise, if Ling Xue had seen him constantly staring at his belt, the consequences would have been dire. Lanling's disguise was successful enough, but if Ling Xue discovered his ability to see through the belt's unusual feature, he would be considered beyond the realm of ordinary people in her eyes, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

"What's wrong? Let me carry it for you, it's heavy,"

Lanling said to Qiu Yan, feigning surprise.

Qiu Yan naturally wouldn't explain to Lan Ling, but forced a smile and said, "I'm a little hungry. There's some food in my backpack; I'll take some."

Lan Ling didn't want to argue about this either, so he chuckled and handed the backpack to Qiu Yan, saying, "Give it back to me later. Don't tire yourself out."

Qiu Yan nodded and said, "Thank you, Teacher Lan Ling."

She took the backpack and hugged it tightly to her chest. Lan Ling keenly noticed that her lips were moving slightly, as if she were silently reciting something, and the backpack gradually emitted a faint blue light.

Qiu Yan hugged the backpack tightly, her expression extremely tense. It seemed that the fright Lan Ling had given her the first time had left a deep impression of fear in her memory.

The experts and scholars around them laughed and chatted, and the whole trip seemed extremely pleasant so far.

Little did they know that danger lurked around them, and every step was fraught with hidden dangers!

Lan Ling also shifted his attention from Ling Xue's belt and the magical artifact in Qiu Yan's backpack, and began to carefully observe everything around him. If anything unexpected happened, he would at least have time to escape and protect himself.

The tremors of the small black cauldron never ceased!

If Lanling hadn't concealed it so well, the amplitude of the vibrations would have been easily noticeable. Fortunately for Lanling, the energy fluctuations generated by the small black cauldron seemed unfamiliar to Ling Xue and Qiu Yan; it was an energy they had never encountered before. Therefore, under the heavy cover of demonic energy, they didn't detect anything different…

In the far north of the world, in a cold and gloomy place.

This is the space belonging to demons, and the headquarters of the Demon Alliance is located here. A thick demonic aura permeates this eerie space, shrouded in darkness, occasionally punctuated by flashes of bluish demonic fire. A bizarrely shaped hall, resembling the head of a monster, floats suspended in a vast expanse of demonic mist. From the main entrance, which resembles the gaping maw of a monster, a steep staircase descends.

Inside the hall, demons gather, their expressions reverent as they gaze upwards at the gray mist, obscuring everything within. This mist is the center of their reverence, their eyes filled with submission.

A voice slowly emerges from the mist, hoarse and unreadable, its gender impossible to discern.

"Still no trace of the Six-Tails?"

The voice is slow, yet extremely authoritative.

"Reporting to the Alliance Leader, the whereabouts of the Six-Tailed Fox are still unknown, and our dispatched personnel have not yet responded. It seems likely she's in grave danger..."

Among the demons, a voluptuous, tall woman with a captivating, foxy air stepped forward and respectfully reported.

"Continue searching! You must find her!"

the voice emphasized.

"Rest assured, Alliance Leader, all members of the Demon Alliance have begun carrying out their assigned tasks as instructed by you,"

the woman said.

"Hmm... how is the Tianfo Mountain Ancient Temple Ruins?"

"The True Martial Artists and Cultivators have extremely tight defenses over the Tianfo Mountain Ancient Temple Ruins. However, they haven't violated our rules yet; the ordinary people still consider the ancient temple ruins just a regular archaeological discovery."

Suddenly!

The thick fog fluctuated violently.

A voice exclaimed in surprise, then said, "Finally, she's appeared!"

Just then, the mysterious leader of the Demon Alliance suddenly pointed out a location, which, according to the direction, was precisely the grove of trees that Lanling and his group had just passed through.

"What I want is right here! I want you to take it from me no matter what! If necessary, you can trample on any rules!"

"Yes, Lord!"

The subordinates shouted in unison, each one rubbing their hands together in excitement. After years of silence, these old demons were truly restless. Now that the Lord had given the order, all constraints would vanish. Haha, the human world would be a place where demons would reappear, a paradise for all demons!

After the subordinates received their orders and left the hall to carry out their respective tasks, the hall became deathly silent.

With a long sigh, the thick fog suddenly shrank rapidly, forming a fist-sized cloud of mist, which shot out of the hall like lightning.

The gates of the Demon Alliance Temple also slowly closed...

Inside the archaeological team.

The previously dense demonic aura vanished abruptly without warning, causing Lanling, who was inside and could keenly sense the demonic aura, to feel a sense of weightlessness.

Ling Xue and Qiu Yan also showed expressions of relief.

Lanling couldn't help but gasp inwardly. It seemed the source of this demonic energy wasn't nearby, but rather a fleeting glimpse of immense demonic power emanating from a demonic entity using a method of probing with demonic senses.

"Damn it!

What kind of demon possesses such unparalleled demonic power?"

At this moment, besides intense shock, Lanling felt a sense of discouragement. "

Sigh…

this world is truly full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers!"

Even if he hadn't been so unlucky as to lose two fangs and maintained his peak energy, he probably wouldn't be able to roam freely in this world as he imagined.

Lanling's hand remained secretly pressed against the small black cauldron, and he didn't even notice when the cauldron stopped vibrating.

"Teacher Lanling, hurry up! You've fallen behind…"

Qiu Yan shouted loudly.

Lanling snapped back to reality, realizing he had strayed quite a distance from the group in his shock. He quickly rallied his spirits and caught up with the group.

He was even more eager to know what secrets the small black cauldron held!

The former zombie god, after encountering several powerful experts, felt a profound sense of loss. This sense of loss fueled a surge of fighting spirit within Lanling, who was already feeling somewhat discouraged. "Damn it, I must recover my strength as soon as possible and see what kind of position I can hold in this world!

" "A grown man like you can't even keep up with the team..."

Ling Xue glanced at Lanling with disgust and scoffed.

Lanling gave Ling Xue a cold look but ignored her, turning instead to Qiu Yan and saying affectionately, "Qiu Yan, would you like me to carry your backpack again?"

"No need, thank you, Teacher Lanling. When I get tired, hehe, you won't be able to run away even if you try,"

Qiu Yan said with a smile. After the recent situation, Qiu Yan had to deal with potential dangers at any moment, and she didn't want her magical artifact to leave her side for even a moment.

Ling Xue was extremely annoyed by Lanling's indifference, especially by the stark contrast between his attitude towards her and Qiu Yan. If it weren't for the experts and scholars around them, she would have loved to give Lanling a good beating on the spot.

The sky gradually darkened as they walked.

After a full day of trekking, the archaeological team finally reached the summit. Against the backdrop of the magnificent sunset, Tianfo Mountain was already in sight.

Su Qingyuan, already quite old, was exhausted from such strenuous activity, panting heavily. His physical condition wasn't as good as the others, yet he had done the same amount of exercise. As a result, he collapsed onto a large rock as soon as he reached the top, gasping for breath.

"Old Su, are you alright?"

Lanling approached Su Qingyuan, asking with concern.

"Cough cough…no…I'm fine…sigh…I'm really getting old…"

Su Qingyuan forced a smile and sighed.

Lanling laughed, "No, don't mention old age. Even I'm exhausted...hehe."

Then, Lanling asked, "Elder Su, what are our plans for the rest of the trip?"

After a few heavy breaths, Su Qingyuan's breathing calmed, and his complexion regained its rosy hue. He hesitated for a moment, then said, "Let's camp on the mountaintop tonight. Tianfo Mountain now has a cable car. We'll descend tomorrow morning and should reach the foot of Tianfo Mountain around noon. Then we can take the cable car up."

He glanced around, looked at the experts resting, and laughed, "Judging from their appearance, they're probably exhausted too." "Traveling through the mountains overnight would be dangerous. Hmm, go tell them we'll rest here tonight."

Lanling nodded, and just as she was about to turn and leave, she heard Qiu Yan excitedly say, "Ah? Really? We're camping here tonight? That's fantastic! The scenery here is so beautiful, and we can even photograph the sunrise tomorrow morning."

Su Qingyuan chuckled and said, "Yes, it's been many years since this old man has enjoyed such a leisurely life. Hmm, that's settled then, we'll combine entertainment with work, keeping both busy and relaxed."

Upon hearing the news of camping on the spot, all the experts and scholars visibly breathed a sigh of relief. They

were physically exhausted, but no one was willing to be the first to suggest resting. After all, they were all concerned about their image; they were all people of the same social standing, and this was their job as field archaeologists. If they appeared too delicate, even if others didn't laugh, they would feel embarrassed.

Ya Jie sat on a fairly flat rock, her gaze frequently drifting to Ling Xue not far away, her beautiful eyes filled with melancholy.

A breeze blew.

The wind on the mountaintop was particularly strong than at the foot of the mountain, and even though it was summer, she still felt a chill despite being covered in sweat.

Ya Jie instinctively hugged her shoulders, her brows furrowing. This action reminded her again that her bra was no longer on. At the same time, the shameful scenes in the car uncontrollably surfaced in her mind, filling her with deep shame and indignation.

Her gaze was like a knife piercing Lan Ling, wishing she could rush forward and kill this despicable man, bite him to death, or push him off the mountain to his death!

Unfortunately, these were just thoughts in her mind.

A woman of her status had a fatal flaw: weakness. This weakness had created her cowardly and bullying nature.

At first, she held Lanling, this inexperienced young man, in a kind of expert-like contempt, especially after learning that Ling Xue vehemently disliked him. She even considered using the exclusion of Lanling to curry favor with Ling Xue. However, when Lanling's true colors were revealed, she realized that standing before her was not a docile sheep, but a wolf in human skin, ready to bite at any moment!

She felt ashamed, angry, and hateful!

Yet, at the same time, she was also timid, fearful, and hesitant…

Lanling worked diligently, setting up all the tents and erecting a campfire stand on a flat area. After finishing all this, Lanling straightened up, wiped the sweat from his brow, and gazed at the misty Tianfo Mountain. What was there? Could he change his current unfortunate fate?

Lanling subconsciously touched the small black cauldron hidden in his robes, his fingers tracing the patterns of the sealing array on it, his gaze shifting to Qiu Yan, who was cheering and jumping for joy not far away.

A pure Yin female body!

His lifeline! His

knowledge of sealing formations made him understand Qiu Yan's importance even more...

Never mind, this time, if there's even the slightest chance to turn his luck around, he'll stop at nothing!

"Lanling, take this blanket to Professor Ya Jie,"

Su Qingyuan said.

Lanling hurriedly turned around, took the blanket from Su Qingyuan, nodded, and walked towards Ya Jie, who was not far away.

Looking at this woman with a graceful back, recalling the nosebleed-inducing scene in the car, her soft, white breasts with their beautiful shape and jewel-like nipples began to float into Lanling's mind, making him feel restless and his body began to stir.

Lanling walked quietly to Ya Jie.

The mountain wind whistled in his ears, and the surrounding voices were constant, so Ya Jie was completely unaware of Lanling's arrival.

When Lanling gently draped the blanket over Ya Jie, she instinctively looked up and said, "Thank you..." But

when she realized it was Lanling standing behind her, even his gentle smile seemed like the most sinister face of a demon to her. She panicked, abruptly stood up, and looked at Lanling warily, coldly saying, "Get out! Don't show your face in front of me!"

Lanling chuckled, "Professor Ya Jie, you seem to have forgotten our tenderness in the car..."

Ya Jie was instantly enraged, her pretty face turning pale and then red, glaring at Lanling angrily, her body trembling slightly: "You... get out!"

Lanling glanced around, chuckled, and said, "Be careful, my respected Professor Ya Jie. I'm afraid someone will see you like this. Not only will their opinion of you lower, but I'm most afraid they'll become suspicious. Hehe... I'm really afraid rumors will spread in this circle that Professor Ya Jie... is an old cow eating this tender grass..."

Lanling had no pity for this woman!

The combined resentment towards Ling Xue's aggressive attitude and Ya Jie's indiscriminate indulgence only fueled Lan Ling's vengeful pleasure.

He was unlucky!

He could endure the humiliation inflicted by those stronger than him, suppressing his hatred and waiting for an opportunity! But that didn't mean our former zombie god could be trampled on by anyone, especially not by a woman like Ya Jie who was arrogant because of her status and even bullied the weak.

"You…you…"

Ya Jie trembled as she looked at Lan Ling, her pretty face pale. She seemed to be trying desperately to project a fearless strength, but her eyes betrayed her completely. In her evasive glances, she only revealed a forced bravado, unable to conceal the fear within.

Lan Ling smiled coldly, or rather, he was filled with intense anger.

During this unfortunate period, he had been like a rat, hiding himself at all costs, just to survive in this world.

But now… ha… Lanling really wanted to burst out laughing. The former zombie god was now forced to avoid this arrogant yet cowardly woman who liked to bully the weak and fear the strong, just to survive.

As anger welled up, a sense of humiliation and pleasure also surged within Lanling.

Lanling's smile grew even more contemptuous as he whispered, "My respected Professor Yajie. What are you trying to show off? A superior status? Too bad, your breasts are no different from any other woman's I've ever seen!"

Then, Lanling pulled a corner of his bra from his pocket, deliberately making sure Yajie saw it, avoiding any angle where someone might see it.

Yajie's body trembled violently; her braless body seemed to be chilled ten times by the mountain wind in that instant.

She lowered her head, clenched her teeth, and her fists clenched tightly.

A moment later, she suddenly looked up. The sharpness in his eyes vanished, his tone softening and lowering: "You... what exactly do you want!"

Lanling smiled, a smile as radiant as the sun, the brilliant sunset casting its glow upon his bearded face. That smile was absolutely infectious, for it was a genuine smile, but for Ya Jie, it was nothing short of a death knell from hell.

His unfortunate luck, his cursed misfortunes, meant that Lanling had never felt such a sense of victory since arriving in this world. Even though this feeling of victory came only from a woman! But for Lanling, it was a good start. The satisfaction in his heart made him suddenly realize how ridiculous his recent discouragement had been. It was just a life, wasn't it? In the long span of over three thousand years, endless loneliness had made him contemplate ending his life countless times! Fine! Then he would fight?

His hand instinctively reached for the small black cauldron in his robes, and an unprecedented thought surged within Lanling's heart.

He was unaware of the change in his mindset since acquiring the small black cauldron, or rather, how the cauldron had unconsciously instilled in him thoughts he shouldn't have…

"What do I want? What do you say?"

Lanling approached Ya Jie, making it appear to outsiders as if the two were admiring the sunset together.

"Let me go, please!"

Ya Jie hesitated, lowering her head and surrendering.

Lanling whispered almost in her ear, "But what if I've fallen for you?"

"I…I'll fight you to the death! Don't push me any further!"

Ya Jie said through gritted teeth.

Lanling sneered, "Fight then, anyway, I'm nothing! But you're different, you have such a high status, ha, the most beautiful woman in the archaeological world…Are you willing to give up everything? Hmm…And even if it's a fight to the death, I'll make sure your dearest daughter sees the most astonishing, unforgettable scene of our mutual destruction…"

Lanling's words struck Ya Jie's heart like a giant hammer.

Especially when Lanling's gaze swept towards Lingxue in the distance, and he spoke with the resolute tone of a desperate man, asking if she wanted to try it now, her mental defenses completely crumbled…

“Don’t do this… We… we have no grudge against each other, I… I can help you become a rising star in the archaeological world… Isn’t that enough?”

Lanling laughed, saying, “What do you think I want is some rising star in the archaeological world? Ha… To me, what rising star is far less tempting than kissing your breasts!”

Lanling teased her unrestrainedly, as if she were already immersed in this pleasure…

Suddenly!

Lanling’s body jolted, her eyes widening in surprise as she scanned her surroundings.

Demonic energy!

After being dormant for so long, it had finally descended again.

Although the demonic energy descending now was far less powerful than before, it was still enough to make Lanling feel somewhat panicked. After all, while he was stronger than ordinary people, he was still far inferior to those beings beyond human comprehension…

Chapter Two: Death Approaches.

The sky, which was originally dotted with stars and the rising full moon, suddenly became filled with dark clouds without warning. Rumbling sounds filled the air, accompanied by flashes of lightning and thunder, but not a single drop of rain fell. The entire space felt viscous; even a non-human being like Lanling felt somewhat uncomfortable, and ordinary people found it difficult to even breathe.

A campfire burned.

The mountaintop, which had previously been filled with warmth, now resembled a casual outdoor barbecue, as someone had brought ample equipment.

Lanling sat before the campfire, appearing quite relaxed. After all, this was beyond his control; he understood the principle of using stillness to control movement. Out of the corner of his eye, Lanling glanced around and saw that as the demonic energy approached, the usually aloof Ling Xue tensed up again, while the previously excited Qiu Yan now stood beside Ling Xue with a furrowed brow. Lanling waited…

No matter what, there would always be a chance.

Just like how he had obtained the black cauldron through a double-cross, as long as he reacted quickly enough, Lanling was quite confident in his ability to play dumb and outmaneuver others.

*Crack!

* A bolt of blood-red lightning seemed to explode right above their heads, making Lanling dizzy. Several of the experts and scholars fell to the ground, staring at the sky in horror.

"Everyone, go back to your tents!"

Su Qingyuan shouted, his aging face furrowed. He seemed to understand things better than the others. Before they came, his son, Su Jianghe, had repeatedly warned him. If it were just ordinary field archaeology, Su Jianghe would never be so nervous. Although he hadn't explained why, Su Qingyuan could at least sense that something was amiss.

*Boom!*

As everyone followed Su Qingyuan's call and headed towards the tents, a bolt of crimson lightning suddenly shattered one of them.

This archaeological expedition, by all accounts, wasn't particularly difficult.

Tianfo Mountain wasn't far from Qinglong City, so only two tents had been prepared beforehand—one for the men and one for the women. Archaeological work in the field wasn't a picnic; simplicity was paramount. They'd rather bring more other necessities than waste their energy.

Ling Xue's silver belt once again shone with a cold, clear light.

Qiu Yan's backpack also began to emit a faint blue halo…

The experts and scholars exchanged bewildered glances, their faces pale.

Fortunately, this strange situation, like the previous demonic energy, appeared and disappeared without warning…

Su Qingyuan took a long breath, his panicked expression easing slightly. He, like everyone else, nervously watched the sky, but didn't issue any further orders, fearing that if another bolt of lightning struck after everyone entered the only tent, things would be disastrous.

In the dark sky,

two strangely shaped beings hovered.

One, a monstrous creature with two horns on its head and a hideous face, said to the dark-faced man beside it, "Black Face, who told you to recklessly unleash your demonic power!"

"Hehe... I was just teasing those two little girls, tsk tsk... one a cultivator, the other a martial artist, both so beautiful and charming. Why don't we two brothers go down and enjoy them?"

the dark-faced demon said with a lewd grin.

"Are you out of your mind? Our Demon Alliance has an agreement with cultivators and martial artists. Be careful, if the Alliance Leader finds out, he'll kill you!"

"What's there to be afraid of! If anyone broke an agreement, it was those cultivators and martial artists who broke it first! Besides, hasn't the Alliance Leader already issued an order that, if absolutely necessary, we can trample on those bullshit agreements?"

the dark-faced demon said excitedly.

"Is it really a last resort? Don't forget the important matter! If we delay, we'll both be in deep trouble!"

"Don't worry, our mission is simply to keep these people on the mountaintop for a day to await the Alliance Leader's arrival. That's exactly why I released my demonic power!"

the black-faced demon said disdainfully.

Suddenly!

The two demons shuddered, staring in astonishment at the distance.

Nearby, a wisp of gray mist was swirling and fluctuating.

"Alliance... Alliance Leader..."

the black-faced demon stammered.

A cold snort came from within the mist, saying, "You think I arrived too quickly?"

The black-faced demon trembled, saying, "No... it was the Hall Master who ordered us to keep them here for a day. Alliance Leader... we're just following your orders."

"Two idiots, keeping them here for a day? Do we need to use demonic power to attack? Can't you think of any other way besides attacking?"

the leader of the Demon Alliance said coldly.

Before he finished speaking,

two streaks of light appeared in the sky not far away, flashing towards them at incredible speed.

Meanwhile, two golden beams of light rapidly approached from the direction of Tianfo Mountain.

The Demon Alliance Leader said, "If I hadn't arrived in time, you two fools would probably already be under the siege of True Martial Artists and Cultivators. Not only would you fail to complete your mission, but you'd also give those guys ammunition!"

Seeing the powerful auras of the Cultivators and True Martial Artists drawing closer, the Black-Faced Demon and the Horned Monster couldn't help but feel fear. With their combined demonic power, if they were truly attacked by the combined forces of the Cultivators and True Martial Artists, they probably wouldn't even have a chance to escape and would be annihilated.

"Get out of here! I don't want those guys appearing before me!"

the Demon Alliance Leader said coldly.

The Black-Faced Demon and the Horned Monster trembled simultaneously. The Leader's meaning was clearly that they were to lure away the Cultivators and True Martial Artists. Fear gripped them, and they secretly blamed themselves for stirring up trouble, now finding themselves in a situation where they had no choice but to act.

Recalling the alliance leader's ruthless methods, the Black-Faced Demon and the Horned Monster exchanged a glance, bowed, and said, "Your subordinates understand."

With that, they transformed into two streaks of black light, releasing as much demonic energy as possible, and shot towards the sky.

The True Martial Artists and Cultivators who had been approaching from both directions also changed course, chasing after the direction in which the Black-Faced Demon and the Horned Monster had disappeared.

A moment later,

gray mist slowly drifted downwards, gradually enveloping the mountaintop…

Ling Xue and Qiu Yan on the mountaintop remained completely unaware of all this. Even their true weapons and magical artifacts had lost their luster and remained unresponsive.

The sky cleared again, and if it weren't for the wreckage of the tents on the ground, almost everyone would have thought it was just a terrifying illusion.

Looking up at the somewhat misty sky, the brilliant stars shone with captivating brilliance through the haze. Ling Xue secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Just now, she had also sensed the powerful aura of a True Martial Artist. It seemed that she was protected by a high-level True Martial Artist, and this was just a false alarm.

"Grandpa Su, it's alright now,"

Ling Xue whispered as she approached Su Qingyuan.

Su Qingyuan looked at Ling Xue with some concern. Ling Xue smiled softly and said, "Uncle Su is protecting us. It's alright."

Su Qingyuan finally relaxed and gazed at Tianfo Mountain in the night sky. He began to wonder what made the ancient temple ruins different from the ancient sites he had discovered before. Surprisingly, this had attracted the attention of a True Martial Artist. Su Qingyuan frowned deeply, glanced at the experts around him, and forced a relaxed smile, saying, "Alright, looks like we'll be crammed into one tent tonight, hehe..."

Su Qingyuan's ease was infectious; the moon was bright and the stars were few, perhaps it was just a sudden change in weather. Smiles returned to the experts' faces as they chatted and joked among themselves, preparing their sleeping bags.

For some reason, Lanling felt uneasy. She carefully sensed her surroundings, but found nothing unusual.

"Lanling, light the campfire! Let's have a bonfire party! Hehe,"

Su Qingyuan called out loudly.

Lanling paused, then nodded with a smile, walked to the campfire stand, and lit it.

The flames crackled and burned brighter with the dry wood, illuminating a large area around them. A warm atmosphere filled the air as everyone sat around the campfire, laughing and drinking the beverages they had brought, having completely forgotten the earlier incident.

Unfortunately, Lanling didn't have such good fortune.

As a man, and the least experienced member besides Qiu Yan and Ling Xue, he was responsible not only for supplying everyone's needs but also for guard duty. After all, they were in the wild, and who knew what wild animals might appear. Touching the gun in his hand, Lanling cursed inwardly, "Damn

it! One's a True Martial Artist, the other a Cultivator, and I'm the one on guard duty?" Perhaps at the beginning, the so-called campfire gathering was just a joke by Su Qingyuan to ease everyone's tension, but now, the atmosphere was becoming increasingly lively. Especially the lively Qiu Yan, who behaved even more gracefully in front of so many experts and scholars she admired, occasionally singing a beautiful song and even performing some simple dances.

Watching Qiu Yan's back and listening to her beautiful singing voice, Lanling's eyes narrowed, and he grew increasingly fond of this pure Yin female beauty, and even more determined to train Qiu Yan into a corpse slave to accompany him for the rest of his long life.

Suddenly!

Lanling felt his vision blurring; the firelight and the beautiful figure seemed to recede further and further away, while the voices seemed to come from a distant place.

Ripples spread through the space around him.

Lanling looked around in astonishment, and just as he was about to get up, something even more terrifying happened… he couldn't move. Everything before him vanished, replaced by a wisp of gray mist. Lanling stared in horror at this; such a situation had never occurred in his three thousand years of life.

The mist slowly dissipated, gradually thinning, and a figure within it became increasingly clear in Lanling's eyes.

"You're a zombie!"

If the shock Lanling had felt before was merely an instinctive panic, then hearing these words brought him the deepest sense of awe.

A zombie!

In this strange world, there was actually an being capable of recognizing him…

"Who are you!"

True to his past as a zombie master, having seen countless situations, although he was filled with doubt and tension, Lanling quickly composed himself, his expression becoming calm.

"I never thought I'd actually have the chance to see a second zombie..."

the figure said with a laugh, but to Lanling, the laughter sounded somewhat bitter.

"Who are you!"

Lanling asked again.

However, the figure seemed unwilling to answer his question, instead continuing to speak to itself: "You come from another world?"

Lanling's body jolted violently. He could no longer suppress his emotional turmoil. He desperately circulated the remaining zombie energy within him, acting incredibly excited.

Heavens!

Who is this person? They actually

know he comes from another world. These words were like a ray of sunshine tearing through Lanling's gloomy sky. Perhaps... perhaps this mysterious fellow could change his current unfortunate luck.

"Don't get excited. You can't break free from my control over you. Try to act as casually as possible. You know, those people can't see me now, but they can see my influence on you. Although they can't hear you speak, they can see your movements,"

the mysterious person said.

Lanling took a long breath, calming himself down, and asked, "You know so much, yet I know nothing about you. Do you think that's fair?"

"Fair? Haha… That's the most ridiculous thing I've heard in years. Do you zombies even have the concept of fairness? I think it's more like the strong rule."

The mysterious man sneered.

"You… who are you?!"

Lanling's voice became strange. Even though he tried hard to control himself, this mysterious guy knew far too much about zombies, and he desperately wanted to know his true identity.

"Who I am isn't important. You just need to know my purpose…"

The mysterious man's voice grew even colder.

Lanling sensed danger, but the restraints on his body prevented him from moving, even from basic defense. His face flushed as he asked, "What purpose?!"

"Give me what you're carrying!" A glint of light

suddenly flashed in the mysterious man's dark eyes, sharp as a dagger, like an arrow, shooting towards Lanling.

What he was carrying?

A small black cauldron!

The only thing this mysterious man could covet about Lanling was the small black cauldron he possessed. But that cauldron was Lanling's hope, even his current pillar of strength. Lanling coldly stared at the mysterious man, his remaining zombie energy surging violently, disregarding any harm to his body. This mysterious man was far too powerful; to resist would likely require a fight to the death!

"Hand it over, and I'll spare your life because you're a zombie!"

The mysterious man slowly extended his hand, as if certain Lanling would yield.

But Lanling possessed an extreme stubbornness. For survival, he would do anything, even grovel and abandon everything, including his dignity. But now, he showed no intention of compromising.

Because of his current physical condition, even a girl like Ling Xue could bully him constantly; he was fed up with this life. And the only thing that seemed to change everything was this small black cauldron. If even this hope was lost, our zombie god would feel less than a walking corpse!

Lanling suddenly laughed, his thin face, framed by a full beard, becoming bright and cheerful with that smile: "Kill me, and take it yourself!"

Lanling's body suddenly trembled violently, a bluish-green light appearing in his eyes. Zombie blood slowly flowed from his mouth, nose, and even the corners of his eyes.

Without fangs, the circulation of zombie energy had lost its most crucial link. Forcing it to continue would only excessively increase the burden on his body, slowly destroying it.

The mysterious man sneered, "You zombie are far from being a real one..."

As he spoke, his tone suddenly turned cold, and a chilling wind abruptly swept through the eerie space. Even Lanling, with his physique, couldn't help but tremble, as if he were standing in eternal ice, his breath turning into wisps of white mist.

He had to risk it all!

As long as he could move even slightly and retrieve the tooth model from his pocket, there might be a glimmer of hope.

Even when besieged by numerous cultivators in his original world, Lanling hadn't given up. But now, the shadow of death began to loom over his heart. In his long years of immortality, due to extreme loneliness, Lanling had regarded death as the ultimate liberation. But when death truly arrived, he suddenly discovered that this so-called liberation was so terrifying.

Fine wine, beautiful women—all would be gone from him…

In this extreme terror, the shimmering blue light in Lanling's eyes intensified, tinged with a hint of crimson, making his eyes appear eerie and terrifying.

His body, though immobile, inflated like a balloon.

"Blood Refining Technique? So you want to die too. Since you all consider life a burden, then I'll grant your wish!"

The mysterious voice suddenly carried a hint of resentment.

The Blood Refining Technique!

The most powerful technique of zombies, a deadliest weapon for destroying others. However, if used rashly before the zombie's power reaches a certain level, it will lead to utter self-destruction.

For someone of Lanling's level, even a peak Bloodfang Copper Armored Corpse would find the Blood Refining Technique forbidden.

Moreover, the Blood Refining Technique, passed down for thousands of years, was incomplete, lacking its powerful destructive force, becoming merely a suicidal method similar to the Exploding Body Demon Curse.

Lanling felt the flames of his life burning fiercely, causing him excruciating pain. The precious zombie blood surged within him, unleashing all his potential.

Suddenly!

His body shuddered violently, the surrounding air seeming to solidify, pressing down on him like four walls, as if determined to crush him to pieces.

The blood from his eyes, mouth, and nose, previously just streaks, now flowed like tears, soaking the front of his clothes in an instant. If this continued, Lanling would become the first zombie in history to die from blood loss…

Suddenly!

The small black cauldron hidden in Lanling's bosom, after being stained with his zombie blood, began to tremble violently like never before.

Amidst the violent tremors, powerful demonic energy suddenly overflowed, nearly shattering the energy field the mysterious man used to control Lanling. In this flash, Lanling gasped for breath, his body suddenly released, his bones cracking and popping…

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