[Fantasy] Toothless Zombie (Complete) - 18

Chapter Five: The Shameful Springtime in the Dark

Lanling's hand slipped into the sleeping bag, feeling extremely uncomfortable and restricted in his movements. After a moment's hesitation, this audacious scoundrel removed his hand from Ya Jie's body and pulled out the sleeping bag.

Just as Ya Jie secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking the humiliation was finally over, she felt a chill on her waist. She didn't know how this devil had managed to silently tear a large slit in the sturdy sleeping bag…

and that demonic hand penetrated deep into the slit, right at her lower abdomen. The icy touch on her flat stomach made her feel as if a venomous snake was coiling around her.

The hand slowly slid down…

and when it reached her waistband and attempted to undo her belt, Ya Jie abruptly pressed Lanling's hand down; this was the limit of her endurance. Unfortunately, the tear in the sleeping bag allowed Lanling to move with ease. He reached one hand inside to invasively penetrate her, while the other brazenly grabbed Ya Jie's hand, keeping it firmly outside the bag. He knew Ya Jie wouldn't dare scream, especially now that her chest was wide open, her breasts exposed, and her belt undone—a sight that would make anyone think of Ya Jie in a very shameful way.

And that was exactly what she feared…

With one hand firmly controlling Ya Jie's hands, Lanling's actions became even easier.

His other hand inside the sleeping bag fondled Ya Jie's voluptuous and sexy mature body, finally pulling her pants down to her knees.

Now, inside the sleeping bag, Ya Jie was controlled by Lanling in an extremely shameful position… Her hands were raised and unable to move, her front open, her large breasts at his mercy, her pants pulled down to her knees, her round, full buttocks changing various lewd shapes under Lanling's kneading fingers.

Even though the mature woman's body aroused him, Lanling's movements remained methodical, pinching and kneading with just the right amount of force and skillful technique.

Under Lanling's ministrations, Ya Jie's face flushed crimson, her lips parted slightly, and she breathed rapidly, afraid that she would let out an uncontrollable moan from holding her breath.

Her eyes were tightly closed, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

Oh God!

What's wrong with me? How could I

feel anything under these circumstances, in the midst of a devil's humiliating manipulation?

A woman in her thirties is in her prime, and during the day, Ya Jie poured all her energy into her work. But in the lonely nights, in her comfortable, spacious, yet even more desolate, upscale apartment, desire would overwhelm her like a tidal wave.

The sofa, the bed, the bathroom—all became places for her to masturbate, but this was far from true indulgence…

In Lanling's ministrations, she thought she could use reason to suppress her physical desires, even use her disgust for Lanling to prevent them from arising.

Unfortunately, when Lanling's fingers gently traced the shy and sensitive crevice between her full buttocks, she finally realized that this devil's hand possessed an irresistible magic, a spark that could ignite desire. She couldn't resist; her body was gradually betraying her reason.

As Lanling's hand began its assault between her legs from behind, attempting to invade that most mysterious area, Ya Jie wanted to forcefully clench her legs, but instead, she relaxed slightly in a yielding manner…

Lanling had already sensed the change in Ya Jie's body, a smug smile playing on his lips.

He moved even closer to Ya Jie, his fingers lightly tracing that mysterious source, his fingertips already tinged with the warm, alluring spring.

"Your body is starting to like me…"

Lanling whispered in Ya Jie's ear.

Ya Jie kept her eyes tightly closed, her lips trembling slightly, but she made no response.

Lanling didn't care about any of that. This alluring mature woman's body was simply a gift from heaven. In such an incredibly stimulating environment, Lanling's lust burned fiercely like never before.

Outside the tent, the light gradually brightened; it was getting late.

If he delayed any longer, he would only be scratching the surface, unable to truly enjoy himself. Such an opportunity might be hard to come by again.

Lanling pulled his hand out of the sleeping bag, quickly unzipped his pants, and pulled them down to his knees. His already erect and hard penis sprang out like a predatory python.

Then, Lanling forcefully pushed Yajie's body inside the sleeping bag, making her lie on her side with her back to him, and forcefully turned her buttocks towards him, positioning her with her back to Lanling in an extremely lewd manner.

Yajie was familiar with this action, or rather, she had seen it frequently in the erotic films she had secretly watched.

This terrified her. She had initially thought Lanling only wanted to play with her body, but now it seemed this devil was utterly audacious, actually intending to defile her in this situation.

However, her struggles were too restricted; she was afraid of waking the person in the other sleeping bag. Such resistance was utterly insignificant to Lanling, who quickly controlled Ya Jie's body, adjusting her to the most suitable position for his entry.

Lanling simply released Ya Jie's hands, wrapping his arms around her and tightly grasping her soft, large breasts, kneading them vigorously. He then thrust forward, penetrating between Ya Jie's legs. His

large, hot male member rubbed back and forth between Ya Jie's legs, each touch causing her body to tremble…

Such temptation was simply too irresistible.

Even a woman of strong sexual desire like Ya Jie would find it difficult to resist Lanling's teasing. In no time, Lanling felt Ya Jie's lower body was already wet with desire. His lower body was soaked and smeared. As Lanling adjusted his position, abandoning his teasing and preparing to penetrate, just as he pressed against that hidden spring, Ya Jie's body arched back in response. "

Heavens!

Forgive this wanton woman..." Ya Jie wept inwardly. She could no longer endure it; the fire within her was about to explode, her long-suppressed desire surging forth like a floodgate opened, uncontrollable. Especially... especially that huge, hard male symbol, which both terrified and secretly craved her.

In Ya Jie's life, she had only been with two men.

One was Ling Xue's father, a kind but unromantic man.

The other was the source of Ling Xue's hatred, a tool she had used. With that man, Ya Jie left Qinglong City and entered the capital of Tianlong Kingdom; similarly, with that man, she gained many steps towards her dreams, and climbed those steps to achieve her ideals.

Men, to her, were merely tools at different times.

If it weren't for her success and fame over the years, and the fact that she genuinely missed her only daughter while pursuing renown, suppressing her desires and never seeking another man, focusing instead on her work and improving her relationship with her daughter, Ya Jie would be proud, like a swan admiring its own reflection on a tranquil pond. Men, in her eyes, were merely frogs on the riverbank, lusting after her…

In her circle, there were many elegant tycoons and refined scholars, but she had never encountered a devil in human skin like Lan Ling. She thought men were only fit to kneel at her feet, kissing her toes, yearning for her touch, never imagining that one day she would become a devil's prey, shamefully drawn into a vortex of desire.

Lan Ling's erection gently touched that sensitive spot, his hot breath flooding Ya Jie's body, making her even more unable to control herself.

"Xue'er, Mom is sorry... betraying your father again, but... but I was forced, I can't take it anymore..."

Ya Jie thought desperately.

Boom!

When Lan Ling thrust his body forward, penetrating without a shred of tenderness, Ya Jie's body tensed instantly, biting down hard on the sleeping bag, almost letting out a groan.

How could her long-dormant body withstand the attack of such a massive object?

In that instant, pain outweighed pleasure, torment outweighed enjoyment; this dark sleeping bag was hell for Ya Jie, a nightmare she would never forget!

As Ya Jie adjusted to this unprecedented fullness, Lan Ling began to slowly thrust...

Huff...

Ya Jie bit down hard on the sleeping bag, her heavy breathing replacing her groans—this was the limit of her endurance.

The painful endurance, the surging pleasure—two completely different sensations made her body extremely sensitive; pain and pleasure coexisted, a perfect description of Ya Jie at this moment. (A

Chinese internet slang expression of frustration/desire).

So tight… Lanling had encountered mature women before, but only now did he truly believe that this woman was a rare gem among mature women. Both outwardly and inwardly, except for the lack of a hymen, she was comparable to a young girl, and her myriad charms were unmatched by any young girl.

Those who were asleep, about to awaken, would never have imagined that while they were immersed in their hazy dreams, such a blood-pumping, real-life erotic scene was unfolding beside them. [Gift! Human First Oil Spray Male Delay Aerosol External Long-Lasting God Oil Adult Sex Toy Anti-Premature Ejaculation Click to Enter]

If anyone saw Ya Jie's appearance at this moment, who would believe that this was a goddess-like figure in the archaeological world?

She was merely a woman, a woman with an unstable will!

Lanling, with devilish methods, tore away her disguise, thoroughly excavating the desires in her heart…

Lanling moved his body, simultaneously kneading her soft, full breasts, and whispered in Ya Jie's ear, "Is it comfortable?"

After

a soft, panting breath, Ya Jie bit her sleeping bag and nodded vigorously. At the same time, she grabbed Lanling's arms with both hands, using the momentum to sway her hips and frantically meet his advances. Having already fallen into the devil's trap and entered the abyss of desire, she would indulge herself to the fullest, enjoying the pleasure of her descent into depravity. Even if death awaited her upon waking, she could no longer control her body or reason.

Lanling reveled in the beautiful mature woman's body, experiencing the thrill and pleasure of sex.

Unfortunately, while he could enjoy it, he couldn't truly indulge. Time was limited, and he couldn't employ any elaborate techniques; he could only maintain this position and enjoy it to the very end.

Suddenly!

Ya Jie let out a soft cry, her hands gripping Lanling's arms tightly, her nails digging deep into his flesh. Her first orgasm arrived…

Lanling pressed his advantage, intensifying his efforts within permissible limits!

Fortunately, the sleeping bag was exceptionally soundproof; otherwise, with her increasingly heavy breathing and the occasional sounds of flesh colliding, it would have been strange if she hadn't woken him.

Ling Xue and Qiu Yan, though one a True Martial Artist and the other a Cultivator, were no different from normal people in their perception of ordinary people, except for their exceptionally keen sense of non-human aura. These two teenage girls, at the age when most people are prone to sleepiness, couldn't hear anything else, let alone them.

In the sky, the sun slowly rose, like an egg yolk.

As the first rays of sunlight shone into the tent, Lan Ling was also nearing his climax. With a muffled groan, he thrust forcefully until he released all the seeds of desire into Ya Jie's body. In this powerful, flowing impact, and in the final dozens of thrusts, Ya Jie's final climax almost completely drained all her strength.

Lan Ling took a few breaths. This indulgence not only brought him immense physical pleasure, but also completely vented his resentment towards Ya Jie. He felt refreshed and invigorated.

Yesterday seemed like a watershed moment in Lan Ling's life; Jiang Chen's appearance seemed to have changed everything.

Lan Ling now only wanted to diligently cultivate the Myriad Life Blood Refining Curse and recover his strength as soon as possible—no! Now it seems that merely restoring his former strength is not enough; he must become even stronger!

Lanling withdrew his lower body from Ya Jie's body, then shamelessly used the inner lining of Ya Jie's sleeping bag to wipe the filth from his lower body clean. Finally, he carefully got up, straightened his clothes, glanced around to make sure no one was awake, and then leaned down to whisper in Ya Jie's ear, chuckling, "I advise you to get up now. In a little while, everyone else will probably be up soon... If they see you like this, hehe... you know what will happen, right?"

Ya Jie's delicate body trembled suddenly, her eyes weakly opening, and she moved her body, letting out a soft groan.

Lanling had no pity for her. After saying that, he added, "Remember, take care of your sleeping bag..."

After saying that, he turned and quietly walked out of the tent.

Chapter Six: Love is Also a Game. The

sun rose in the east, a red sun radiating its brilliant light, bathing everything in the world in it. Looking out from the mountaintop, the golden light was truly beautiful. Lanling gazed at Tianfo Mountain bathed in golden light, taking several long breaths of the fresh mountain air. The pent-up resentment and frustration that had been building up in his chest for so long seemed to be released completely in that moment.

A moment later, a soft rustling sound came from the tent behind Lanling.

Lanling instinctively turned around and saw Yajie staggering, clearly the result of his excessive "conquest."

Perhaps Lanling's words had a great effect on her; Yajie had obviously gotten up in a hurry, her clothes disheveled, her hair messy, giving her a strangely alluring appearance from afar.

Yajie glanced at Lanling, then quickly lowered her head, clutching her sleeping bag, and hurried to a nearby cliff, throwing it off. She then sat down on a nearby rock, took out a makeup mirror from her pocket, and carefully adjusted her makeup, which Lanling found quite amusing.

Not long after, voices came from inside the tent.

The fatigue from yesterday's journey left them yawning repeatedly when they woke up.

"Wow! Sunrise! So beautiful!"

Qiu Yan was the first to rush out of the tent, looking at the red sun in the east and cheering loudly. Then, she saw Lan Ling and hurriedly walked to his side, asking with concern, "Teacher Lan Ling, didn't you get any rest last night?"

Lan Ling chuckled, shook his arm, and said, "Look at me, your teacher, I'm so energetic, do I look like I haven't rested?"

Qiu Yan said somewhat embarrassedly, "I was worried about you last night and wanted to get up in the middle of the night to check on you, but... but I slept too soundly..."

Lan Ling chuckled inwardly, thinking, if you had gotten up in the middle of the night, my good fortune last night would have been ruined.

"It's okay, I told you it's an old problem of mine, it's really nothing."

Lan Ling said casually.

"Spitting blood and you're okay? Teacher Lan Ling, you're so irresponsible with your health, don't you even know to go to the hospital for a checkup?"

Qiu Yan said reproachfully.

Qiu Yan's obvious concern made Lan Ling secretly feel pleased; it seemed his bad luck had turned around, even his romantic luck had arrived.

Hehe...a pure Yin female body is just around the corner...

"Don't worry, I'll go to the hospital as soon as I get back, okay?"

Lanling said.

"Then I want to go with you!"

Without a second thought, Qiu Yan blurted out, but when she looked up and saw Lan Ling gazing at her with tender eyes, her face flushed red. She whispered, "You're my teacher. I hope to learn more about appraisal from you in the future..."

To avoid Lan Ling's affectionate gaze, Qiu Yan pretended to look around and suddenly said, "Oh, why is Aunt Ya Jie up so early too?"

Lan Ling smiled, "Professor Ya Jie gets up even earlier than me..."

Qiu Yan exclaimed, "Ah, Aunt Ya Jie has such a great figure! I have to ask her how she works out. I'm so young and I can't even compare to her; it's so embarrassing!"

With that, Qiu Yan ran quickly towards Ya Jie, looking more like she was fleeing a disaster.

What is love? Lan Ling didn't know!

In the long span of over three thousand years, all he had learned was seduction and rape; he treated all women in the same two ways. But for some reason, Lan Ling suddenly wanted to play around with love.

Sounds fun, right?

Immortals and ordinary people alike are enthusiastic about this kind of game. For example, there was the Cowherd and Weaver Girl in the ancient immortal realm, and even that Taoist priest Lü Chunyang teased Bai Mudan three times.

Zombies are heartless, cold-blooded, and inherently indifferent to emotions. Therefore, when Lanling suddenly had this idea, he was intensely curious. Unfortunately, Lanling's curiosity is extremely strong; otherwise, he wouldn't have willingly endured the pain of energy backlash in his original world to study those cultivators' gadgets.

Lanling chuckled and turned to look at Qiu Yan. Her slender back was captivating. Qiu Yan was already chatting with Ya Jie. Lanling was curious about their conversation and also wanted to know how Ya Jie was doing.

"Professor Ya Jie, good morning..."

Lanling greeted her politely.

Ya Jie's lips twitched slightly, her eyes avoiding Lan Ling's gaze. She said in a low voice, "Good morning, Mr. Lan Ling."

"Teacher Lan Ling, I was just asking Aunt Ya Jie about her exercise routine! Look, Aunt Ya Jie has such a great figure, even better than mine! I'm so envious!"

Qiu Yan said with a smile.

Lan Ling chuckled inwardly. Heh heh, Ya Jie's figure? I think I know it better than anyone else…

Lan Ling smiled and said, "Yes, Professor Ya Jie has a great figure. Otherwise, how could she be a goddess-like figure in our archaeology world?"

Lan Ling deliberately emphasized the words "great" and "goddess" when he spoke, then looked intently at Ya Jie.

Ya Jie panicked and hurriedly stood up, saying, "I'll go get something." She

was about to take a step when she cried out, her legs went weak, and she almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Lan Ling was closest to her and caught her in his arms before she could fall.

When Lanling embraced Ya Jie, his intense masculine scent made Ya Jie uncontrollably recall the intense pleasure she felt when Lanling conquered her. Although she desperately wanted to get up and get far away from this devil, her body seemed to have a mind of its own, becoming even more limp.

"Aunt Ya Jie, what's wrong?"

Qiu Yan asked hurriedly.

"No, nothing... I guess I was too tired yesterday. It's been a long time since I've had such a lot of exercise..."

Ya Jie said hastily.

Lanling secretly chuckled. Yes, just looking at how tight her body was, he knew she hadn't had sex in a long time...

"Professor Ya Jie, would you like me to help you into the tent? You need to rest for a while,"

Lanling said respectfully.

"No! You... you let go of me!"

Ya Jie blurted out, trying her best to keep her distance from Lanling.

Qiu Yan was baffled. In her opinion, if Lanling hadn't been quick-witted, Ya Jie would have already fallen to the ground. Strange... why do these two, mother and daughter, dislike Teacher Lanling so much?

Lanling forced an awkward smile, helped Ya Jie back to the rock, and then shrugged helplessly at Qiu Yan.

"You two chat, I'll go check on Professor Su and the others. Professor Ya Jie, please call me if you need anything,"

Lanling said sincerely.

Ya Jie stared wide-eyed at Lanling. How could someone do something like this?

Good heavens!

If her lower body wasn't still swollen and painful, and her limbs weren't so weak, she might even believe this man's innocence.

Qiu Yan looked at Lanling's back, so desolate and lonely. A man with a terminal illness, yet he always appeared so optimistic. Recalling Lanling's irresistible humor during their classes, a strange feeling suddenly welled up in the girl's heart...

Inside the tent, everyone was already awake. When Lanling entered, they were tidying up their sleeping bags.

Ling Xue sat on her sleeping bag, hugging her knees, somewhat lost in thought.

Su Qingyuan's complexion wasn't good. After all, he was getting old; fatigue wasn't the main issue, but the fright he experienced yesterday had left his body feeling quite unwell. Lanling entered the tent and hurriedly pretended to help this person and that person.

Su Qingyuan said, "Lanling, help Lingxue fold her sleeping bag."

Folding a sleeping bag is a piece of cake for someone skilled in wilderness survival, but for someone who rarely handles such things, it's a skill.

The backpack has limited space, so the sleeping bag must be folded perfectly to fit inside.

Lingxue had never received such training before; this was probably her first time sleeping in a sleeping bag. After all, unless absolutely necessary, who would abandon a comfortable bed for a sleeping bag? No matter how good the quality of the sleeping bag, it can't compare to a bed.

"Miss Lingxue, please get up,"

Lanling said expressionlessly.

Lingxue gave Lanling a cold look. Although she disliked Lanling, she had to admit that she didn't know how to fold a sleeping bag.

Damn it, I "worked my butt off" on your mother last night, and now I have to do it for you… Lanling folded it while secretly cursing.

Suddenly!

Lanling's eyes lit up. While folding the sleeping bag, he spotted a strand of red hair. He glanced at Ling Xue, noticing her fiery red hair, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

The Myriad Life Blood Refining Curse!

Using blood as a catalyst, the body and hair are all part of the bloodline. A single strand of hair, while useless to Lanling now, could make Ling Xue pay a price once the Myriad Life Blood Refining Curse was fully mastered!

Taking advantage of Ling Xue's inattention, Lanling quickly clenched the hair in his hand.

After folding the sleeping bag neatly and helping Ling Xue put it into her backpack, he didn't speak to her, simply getting up and leaving as if nothing had happened. As he left, he deliberately spoke in a voice Ling Xue could hear, "We're both girls, so why is Qiu Yan so cute and capable of everything?"

"What are you saying!"

Ling Xue shouted angrily.

"Don't you understand what I'm saying? It's just a fact."

Lanling turned and coldly scrutinized Ling Xue.

This was the first time Lanling had taken the initiative to provoke someone. To be honest, Lanling himself hadn't even noticed the change in his mindset. Jiang Chen's appearance had given him hope for the future. For a zombie progenitor to restore his strength was far too easy, wasn't it? When his luck turned, and he was no longer an unlucky fellow, our once arrogant zombie god would naturally no longer tolerate being a pitiful wretch to be bullied.

"Lanling, come here for a moment,"

Su Qingyuan suddenly called out.

Lanling didn't even glance at Ling Xue, turning to walk towards Su Qingyuan.

"Elder Su, is there anything else?"

Lanling asked.

"Are you feeling better?"

Su Qingyuan asked with concern.

"I'm fine, nothing's wrong. Look how energetic I am now!"

Lanling laughed.

"In any case, don't let your guard down. Listen to my instructions, understand?"

Su Qingyuan said with a smile.

Lanling nodded and said, "It's too much trouble for Elder Su."

Su Qingyuan laughed and scolded, "Why are you being so polite with me, kid?"

The archaeological team acted swiftly. After a quick meal of the compressed food they had brought, they began packing and breaking camp.

Lanling received extremely generous treatment. Because the mouthful of blood he spat out last night was so frightening, even a fool could see that Lanling must have some serious hidden illness, perhaps even a terminal one. No one would bother with a half-dead man. Everyone was busy with their own tasks, and even when Lanling tried to help, they left the easy tasks to him.

In general, these experts and scholars were usually very arrogant, but in actual fieldwork, they fully demonstrated the spirit of teamwork.

Unexpectedly… in their eyes, Lanling, with his hidden illness, might be a hindrance to the team's progress, but when they actually started moving forward, Ya Jie was the one holding them back.

There was no way around it!

Although Lanling's thrusting last night wasn't vigorous, the force was considerable. How could Ya Jie, a woman long deprived of sexual activity, withstand such a powerful assault?

Several orgasms caused her to ejaculate repeatedly, almost draining all her energy. Her lower body was especially swollen and painful; even the slightest friction while walking caused excruciating pain. Walking down the mountain in such a state would be extremely difficult.

It must be said, Ya Jie was also extremely clever.

She naturally knew that being perfectly fine yesterday and now in this state would inevitably arouse suspicion. If she arrived at Tianfo Mountain and the medical team examined her, the truth might be revealed, and everything would be ruined.

Ouch…

Ya Jie struggled down the mountain path for less than ten meters when she found a relatively flat spot, cried out in surprise, and fell to the side of the road. Thus, our goddess Ya Jie became an injured person. An injured person's mobility is limited, so no one would suspect anything, right? Lanling, of course, knew Ya Jie's plan perfectly well. Seeing her feigned limp, he almost burst out laughing. At the same time, he became even more convinced that even if he went further with this beautiful mature woman, he wouldn't have to worry about her resisting.

Sigh! Meeting a thug was just bad luck! Not daring to resist a thug was simply her own cowardice that had ruined her. Lanling felt perfectly at ease about this, and even began to rejoice that his luck had just turned around when he obtained such a wonderful beauty. Tsk tsk… if he could train her into a sex slave, at least life in this spatial world wouldn't be too boring, right?

Besides, this timid woman with strong physical desires would be extremely easy for Lanling to train into a docile sex slave.

After Ya Jie fell, Qiu Yan quickly ran to Ya Jie's side, helped her up, and prepared to help her down the mountain.

This narrow and rugged path, even for Qiu Yan, a cultivator, required only physical strength. It seemed too difficult for someone as weak as her to help Ya Jie all the way down the mountain.

"Sister Lingxue, come quickly and help! Aunt Yajie has fallen and hurt herself!"

Qiu Yan called out to Lingxue.

Lingxue glanced at her, remaining unmoved.

This only fueled Qiu Yan's anger. Even if there were some hidden issues between the mother and daughter, even if she hated her mother, as a daughter, such behavior was worse than that of a stranger! From this moment on, in Qiu Yan's mind, Lingxue's image plummeted.

"Lingxue, go help her. Putting everything else aside, the archaeological team is a group. Even among team members, there must be a spirit of unity, cooperation, mutual assistance, and mutual help!"

Su Qingyuan said seriously. The surrounding experts and scholars also began to whisper among themselves, and words like "cold-blooded" and "heartless" could be faintly heard. Helpless, Lingxue had no choice but to walk to Yajie's side, not even glancing at her, and simply supporting her arm.

This was an unexpected surprise for Ya Jie. She said in a trembling voice, "Xue'er, thank you."

Ling Xue snorted and said, "Let's go."

Having Ling Xue by her side to support her was enough for Ya Jie. She obediently shut her mouth and, supported by Ling Xue and Qiu Yan, followed the group slowly down the mountain.

Apart from Ya Jie slightly slowing down the overall pace, the descent was relatively smooth. They were all experienced wilderness survivors, and such mountain paths posed no challenge to them. They arrived at the foot of Tianfo Mountain earlier than Su Qingyuan had anticipated.

The discovery of the Tianfo Mountain ancient temple ruins, primarily due to the unfamiliar artifacts found there—artifacts even archaeological experts couldn't name—could potentially shake the entire continent and rewrite the history of the Tianlong Kingdom. Therefore, the Tianfo Mountain ancient temple ruins held immense importance, attracting global attention. The Tianlong Kingdom had invested heavily in excavating such a crucial site. Even though

it had only been a short time since the discovery, two state-of-the-art cable car lines had already been constructed.

What was once a barren mountain now resembled a tourist attraction, with cable cars crisscrossing the sky.

At the foot of the mountain, numerous fully armed guards surrounded Tianfo Mountain, preventing any unauthorized personnel from approaching. Su Qingyuan and his group were clearly involved, and someone was already waiting to receive them at the foot of the mountain.

This large group consisted of top figures in the archaeological community of the Tianlong Kingdom; the secrets of the ancient temple ruins awaited their answers.

The cable cars at Tianfo Mountain were significantly larger than those at other tourist attractions, spacious enough to accommodate almost the entire archaeological team. For safety reasons, they were seated in two separate cable cars.

Along the way, the archaeological team members chatted and laughed, taking turns asking the staff questions about the ancient temple ruins. Lanling, however, kept his mouth tightly shut. He sensed that as the cable car traveled, the demonic energy grew increasingly dense.

Since Jiang Chen's appearance, the Divine Tomb Cauldron had become much more docile, no longer acting erratically whenever demonic energy appeared.

The ancient temple ruins are located on the cliff face on the north side of Tianfo Mountain, near the summit. From a distance, a cave entrance, about the size of two doors, can be seen. According to relevant sources, the cave was discovered because the two door-like stone slabs suddenly broke off due to rock weathering.

Just how many years would it take for the rock to weather to this extent?

Lanling knew that it must have taken much longer than the archaeologists had imagined.

Jiang Chen couldn't possibly have left no restrictions on the stone doors; most likely, the demonic energy from the Divine Tomb Cauldron was leaking out and slowly corroding the energy of the restrictions on the doors, causing the natural weathering of the rock.

"Elder Su, when will you begin? Would you like to rest first?"

the receptionist said respectfully.

Su Qingyuan glanced at the experts around him, noticing their eager expressions. Archaeologists encountering a mysterious site are like jewelry appraisers encountering precious jewels—they want to experience it firsthand immediately.

"Let's gather our tools and begin!"

Su Qingyuan said in a deep voice.

He then went to the side to discuss the division of labor with the experts. After a moment, he walked to Lanling's side and said, "Lanling, I'll send someone to take you to the medical team."

Lanling shook his head and said, "Old Su, you saw it today, I'm really fine. Please let me go in."

"No, I've said I'm responsible for your health! Besides, a site like this, located inside a cave, might contain harmful gases due to prolonged lack of ventilation. Your body might not be able to handle it,"

Su Qingyuan refused.

Lanling didn't want to go in anyway; being with them would restrict his actions. But outwardly, he had to show some persistence—that was befitting his current status as a down-on-his-luck, unappreciated individual.

When Su Qingyuan asked Ya Jie if she wanted to stay outside to rest, Ya Jie resolutely refused. On the way down the mountain, Ya Jie's strength gradually returned. Although she still had some slight pain in her lower body, it was nothing serious. After a few words of persuasion, Su Qingyuan agreed to Ya Jie's wish. After all, Ya Jie's injury seemed to be only external, unlike Lan Ling's symptoms of vomiting blood. Moreover, Ya Jie was a leader in the field of archaeology, especially in the study of murals. Such an ancient temple site, containing endless secrets, would be impossible to work without her.

In no time, the efficient and knowledgeable experts had prepared all the archaeological equipment and, using the already installed elevator, were all transported to the entrance of the ancient temple site.

Lan Ling stood on the cliff top, watching the experts enter the ancient temple site one by one, while Ling Xue and Qiu Yan's protective treasures shone brightly the moment they approached the entrance.

"Sir, please come with me to the medical team to rest, and tell us about your symptoms,"

said a middle-aged doctor from the medical team.

Lanling hurriedly nodded and followed the doctor towards a white tent not far away.

Here, Lanling dared not be careless. He knew that countless cultivators and martial arts masters were secretly hiding near Tianfo Mountain, and powerful demons were certainly lurking somewhere as well.

Although Jiang Chen was with him, Lanling knew that it was only a wisp of Jiang Chen's divine consciousness; he had no confidence in dealing with so many masters simultaneously. After all, Su Jianghe's earth-shattering strike had truly terrified him, and the cultivators of this world now seemed unfathomably powerful. Better

safe than sorry; caution was always wise.

Night was coming soon… Lanling secretly hoped.

Sitting in the medical team's tent, Lanling half-heartedly answered the doctor's questions, his eyes constantly fixed on the sky outside.

This terrified the doctor!

Based on the symptoms Lanling casually recounted, the doctor determined that the young man had at least ten or eight terminal illnesses…

“Captain, please take a look…”

The doctor, who had been questioning Lanling, stood up, wiped his sweat, and handed the notebook to the busy medical team leader.

Ah!

The medical team leader, seeing the densely packed symptom records, gaped open, almost dropping his jaw to his feet.

“Sir, is this all true?”

the medical team leader asked.

Lanling said irritably, “Are you done yet? Didn’t I already tell you?”

“Then… then you’re still alive…”

the medical team leader looked at Lanling as if he’d seen a ghost.

Lanling impatiently turned and glared at him, retorting, “What do you think?”

Only then did Lanling notice the expressions on the medical team leader's and the doctor's faces, and he was secretly surprised. To be honest, he had completely forgotten what he had just said.

"Let me see."

Lanling snatched the register, glanced at it, and almost burst out laughing. Damn it, no wonder they were staring at each other like that. This won't do; it'll cause trouble. He might get caught by those medical research institutes and used as a guinea pig.

Lanling picked up a pen on the table, quickly crossed out the records, threw the register down, and said, "Sorry, I'm not sick at all. Can't you see I'm perfectly fine?"

"Sir, what are you doing!"

The medical team leader's face turned red, feeling like he'd been toyed with, and he was furious.

Lanling was too lazy to argue, got up, ignored him, and walked out of the tent.

"Sir, you can't leave!"

The medical team leader followed, grabbing Lanling's arm.

To be fair, this medical team leader had excellent professional ethics, but unfortunately, he was dealing with Lanling. His professional ethics were a nuisance to Lanling. If Lanling wasn't afraid to cause trouble here, an irritable zombie could do anything.

Lanling let out a long sigh, turned around and said fiercely to the medical team leader, "Let go! Mind your own business!"

As he spoke, a bluish light appeared in his eyes, startling the medical team leader into releasing his grip abruptly. Lanling turned and quickly left.

The medical team leader stood there, staring blankly at Lanling's retreating figure, then began to rub his eyes vigorously…

With some time before sunset, Lanling simply wandered around the mountaintop, exploring the surroundings.

However, he tried to find places with few people, fearing any further trouble. His clothing, however, helped him. The staff, seeing Lanling's clothes, immediately recognized him as a member of the newly arrived archaeological team and assumed his wandering was necessary for the archaeological work, so naturally no one bothered him.

To Lanling's surprise, he discovered that Tianfo Mountain was actually a center where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth converged…

Previously, Lanling had thought that the ancient temple ruins must have been where Jiang Chen had once lived, but now it didn't seem quite like that. It's important to understand that zombies don't need much spiritual energy; in fact, they abhor it. Too much spiritual energy not only won't benefit them, but it will actually hinder the growth of their zombie energy.

After a moment, Lanling couldn't help but wonder what kind of treasure the Divine Tomb Cauldron was, that it could break through such dense spiritual energy and emit such strong demonic energy, causing this chaos.

Lanling heard Jiang Chen repeatedly urging Dijiang to return to the Divine Tomb Cauldron, and Dijiang even said that a wisp of her divine soul was sealed within it by Jiang Chen. This made things even stranger… Touching the Divine Tomb Cauldron in his arms, Lanling was completely baffled.

As Lanling wandered around, he keenly sensed several energy auras. What puzzled him was that the auras of these hidden cultivators or true martial artists weren't very strong, a world of difference compared to the terrifying energy of Su Jianghe he had witnessed.

As evening fell, the sunset was magnificent. In this place rich in spiritual energy, even on the mountaintop, the breeze was warm and gentle, without a trace of chill, making one feel indescribably comfortable.

Lanling sat on a rock, eagerly awaiting nightfall, while wondering about the archaeological team's current situation at the ancient temple ruins.

Finally, night fell, and countless stars twinkled brightly, filling Lanling with joy.

Lanling stood up and looked around. Lights flickered in all the tents, and from one tent, wisps of smoke rose, wafting the aroma of cooking.

The moment of action was approaching!

Sure enough, a moment later, the staff temporarily put down their work, chatting and laughing as they walked towards the tent. After a busy day, they could finally have a short rest during dinner time.

Lanling's figure flashed into the shadows behind the rocks like a ghost. He could only rely on his physical strength; in such a place, recklessly using zombie energy might have unimaginable consequences.

At the edge of the cliff, a high-energy searchlight shone blindingly, firmly illuminating the entrance to the ancient temple ruins below.

A staff member stood guard beside the elevator, glancing enviously at his colleagues who had already begun their meal.

Lanling swiftly slipped into the bushes not far from the searchlight. While others had to rely on the elevator to enter and exit the ancient temple ruins, Lanling didn't need it. In moments, he had reached the entrance of the ancient temple ruins like a gecko on the cliff face.

Just as the staff member turned his head, Lanling had already entered the entrance like a ghost, his series of movements extremely smooth.

Inside the cave entrance was a long tunnel, lined with lights on both sides.

The tunnel was narrow; if you encountered even one of the workers, there was nowhere to hide. Looking into the depths of the tunnel, a cold killing intent flashed in Lanling's eyes!

His movements were swift and agile, like lightning.

A faint aura of zombie energy emanated from him, ready to unleash a fierce attack at any moment!

Once inside the tunnel, Lanling was no longer worried. The spiritual energy and demonic energy within were extremely dense, and his zombie aura, concealed by these two elements, would definitely not attract the attention of cultivators and martial artists.

Lanling moved swiftly through the tunnel, completing the long passage without encountering anyone. It seemed they were either heading to the mountaintop for a meal or had ventured deeper into the ruins.

After Lanling turned several corners in the tunnel, a downward staircase appeared before him. A noticeably stronger airflow swept over him, carrying a strong, damp, musty smell mixed with a faint scent of sandalwood.

Suddenly!

The Divine Tomb Cauldron trembled slightly. Lanling knew this was Jiang Chen's call, so he quickly took out the cauldron and held it up with both hands.

The sealing array shimmered with light, and after a moment, Jiang Chen's multicolored image appeared before him.

"Ancestor,"

Lanling said respectfully.

Jiang Chen nodded, turning his head to look into the depths of the steps, a strange look in his eyes that Lanling found very puzzling.

"Go in,"

Jiang Chen said calmly.

Lanling was puzzled but didn't ask. He hadn't known Jiang Chen for long, and the identity of this ancestor made him very wary.

Descending the steps, the space opened up before him, a spacious open area at his feet. Lights had been set up around the area, and there were mottled murals on the walls. Lanling could even hear faint sounds coming from not far away. It seemed the archaeological team was not far from this site.

Lanling instinctively and nimbly slipped into a shadow, glancing back at Jiang Chen's image, and couldn't help but feel a headache coming on. The multicolored light and shadow were far more conspicuous than any lamp; it would be strange if no one saw them.

Jiang Chen seemed to understand his thoughts and smiled slightly, "In this world, only you and Dijiang can see me..."

Then, Jiang Chen muttered in confusion, "Strange, it seems they've only discovered the outermost perimeter. But how did they discover the Divine Tomb Cauldron? I remember clearly placing it within the inner magic array..."

"Lanling, ten steps to the right, then five steps forward!"

Jiang Chen commanded.

Lanling hesitated for a moment, then followed Jiang Chen's instructions, taking ten steps to the right and five steps forward, before turning back to look at Jiang Chen with surprise.

"Can you see the seven-star pattern on the ground?"

Jiang Chen asked.

Lanling looked down, his keen eyesight spotting several small recessed holes in the dim light. He lightly swept his foot across the ground and indeed found seven similar holes, arranged in the pattern of the seven stars.

Lanling nodded.

Jiang Chen suddenly said, "Use your zombie blood to activate the Divine Tomb Cauldron!"

Lan Ling was stunned, completely bewildered. He used his zombie aura to crack his fingertips, two drops of zombie blood staining the Divine Tomb Cauldron.

A strange look flashed in Jiang Chen's eyes, and his multicolored light suddenly approached Lan Ling, almost touching him.

As Lan Ling was still wondering, he suddenly felt a dizzying sensation, as if the entire ruins were tumbling and changing. Darkness enveloped him, and powerful, chaotic air currents surged back and forth, as if they could tear his body apart at any moment. Intense pain shot from every part of his body to his brain.

Fortunately, this didn't last long.

In just a moment, everything stopped. Lan Ling sat down heavily on the ground, panting heavily. The chaotic air currents that had almost crushed him left his body weak and aching.

Jiang Chen's multicolored light shone on Lan Ling's body, as if he had relied on Lan Ling's physical body to get through this state.

Jiang Chen squinted, scanning his surroundings. After a moment, he whispered, "Lanling, get up."

Lanling struggled to move, enduring the soreness as he stood up. When he looked around, he was immediately stunned.

It was a vast space, shrouded in mist, with a strong sandalwood scent in the air.

Looking around, a white pagoda, at least twenty meters in diameter and over a hundred meters tall, floated in the mist, scattering countless golden rays.

The top of the white pagoda was almost entirely open, and three objects the size of walnuts could be clearly seen floating inside. Even with Lanling's sharp eyesight, he couldn't make out what they were.

Lanling grew increasingly curious. This mysterious place clearly didn't belong to Jiang Chen. The spiritual energy within was far too dense. He couldn't understand why Jiang Chen would choose such a place. Moreover, when he overheard Jiang Chen talking to Di Jiang, Jiang Chen seemed to have stayed here for a long time.

"Ancestor, where is this?"

Lanling finally couldn't suppress his questions and asked in a low voice.

Jiang Chen turned to look at Lanling, a faint smile playing on his lips, but a hint of ferocity flashed in his eyes as he scanned the surroundings.

"Isn't this place good?"

Jiang Chen asked, seemingly unrelated to the question.

Lanling paused, then replied truthfully, "Ancestor, the spiritual energy here is so abundant; it's not suitable for us zombies to cultivate."

Jiang Chen laughed, "That's right, zombies need to absorb corpse energy to cultivate. But you don't know that while the spiritual energy here is abundant, there's a unique tomb within, whose corpse energy is beyond your comprehension. Haha, if it weren't for this discovery, how could I, Jiang Chen, have escaped?"

Jiang Chen laughed arrogantly, but inadvertently let slip

his secret. Lanling's expression remained a faint smile, but his heart was filled with doubt. Escaped? Could it be that Jiang Chen came here unwillingly? No wonder he disappeared silently ten thousand years ago. If he was imprisoned here, it seemed quite plausible.

Good heavens, how powerful must the being that imprisoned Jiang Chen be! Lanling couldn't help but shudder at the thought.

"Let's get closer,"

Jiang Chen said in a low voice.

Lan Ling followed his instructions, channeling his zombie energy to fly and approach the enormous, shimmering white tower.

Beneath the lotus platform, Jiang Chen looked up at the three strange objects and asked, "Do you know what those are?"

Lanling shook his head and said, "No."

Jiang Chen smiled and said, "Those are the relics of the Tenth Living Buddha. To put it bluntly, this place is a Buddhist tomb! This white pagoda is the relic pagoda."

Then, Jiang Chen said smugly, "Unfortunately, I broke the great restriction array here long ago. If it were ten thousand years ago, you would probably have been reduced to ashes as soon as you entered this place."

Lanling clicked his tongue inwardly, thinking to himself, "Damn, ten thousand years ago? I wasn't even born then. Even if I were, who would come to such a place with such dense spiritual energy?"

Jiang Chen turned to look at Lanling, his eyes gleaming, which made Lanling feel a little uneasy.

A moment later, Jiang Chen said, "Lanling, you said you would help me, didn't you?"

Lanling hurriedly nodded and said, "Ancestor, just give the order, Lanling will do anything you need!"

Jiang Chen nodded in satisfaction and said solemnly, "In that case, I will tell you everything truthfully."

Lanling was somewhat excited; it seemed that the things he had been wondering about were finally going to be answered, which was much better than guessing in confusion.

Following Jiang Chen's instructions, Lanling found a set of steps not far away and sat down.

Jiang Chen stood before him, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "The spirit-gathering array of cultivators is extremely beneficial to their cultivation. They can gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to supply their cultivation. However, due to the principle of mutual restraint, their spirit-gathering array is an extremely powerful restrictive array for us zombies or those demon cultivators. As you can see, in this place, those three living Buddha relics are the array's core. The power of this spirit-gathering array is unimaginable!"

Lan Ling was curious and somewhat puzzled as to why Jiang Chen would say such unrelated things out of the blue, but he didn't interrupt, only listening obediently.

"And this is my place of imprisonment!"

Jiang Chen said in a deep voice.

Lan Ling's body trembled; it seemed his guess was true.

"Hehe, aren't you surprised? The legendary, incomparably powerful ancestor Jiang Chen was also imprisoned."

Jiang Chen looked at Lan Ling with a smile, somewhat surprised by his indifference.

Lanling said, "The Ancestor must have been tricked by those guys. Those so-called cultivators are all hypocritical, but incredibly cunning."

Jiang Chen laughed and said, "That's true, I like hearing that! However, even Golden Immortals couldn't withstand my power, but what imprisoned me was an insurmountable existence!"

Lanling was taken aback. What a joke! Even Jiang Chen was so discouraged, saying he couldn't resist. Goodness, what kind of existence was that?

"Everything has its own spirit, and there must be a way to survive in this world. And what imprisoned me was the creator of all things—the Goddess Nuwa!"

Jiang Chen said.

Legend, another legend!

Since meeting Jiang Chen, a series of legendary figures have appeared!

The highest level Lanling had ever encountered before was the Earth Immortal level, and even then, he had to avoid them. Those Earth Immortals were close to the top level of cultivators and were about to ascend to the Immortal Realm, something a Bloodfang Zombie like Lanling couldn't possibly contend with.

Driven by intense curiosity, Lanling tentatively asked, "Ancestor, why did Goddess Nuwa imprison you?"

Jiang Chen's multicolored light trembled slightly, a subtle, unusual glint flashing in his eyes. Then, he said calmly, "You don't need to ask these questions!"

"Now let's get down to business. What I need your help with is related to Dijiang!"

Jiang Chen quickly changed the subject.

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