Zombies: Cultivating Immortality at Maoshan, Becoming Stronger by Doing Nothing

Chapter 808

The ghost infant reappeared, but this time its aura was much weaker, many of its scales had fallen off, and its body was covered in blood.

"His!"

The ghost infant howled to the sky, its figure transforming into a wisp of green smoke as it rushed towards Ling Yan Yan, its speed several times faster than before.

Ling Yanyan's gaze sharpened; he knew that the ghost infant was fighting desperately.

However, he was not afraid at all. He snorted coldly and went to meet the ghost infant head-on, engaging in battle with it.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The two sides clashed fiercely.

This ghost infant is very powerful, equivalent to a peak-stage acquired martial artist. Ling Yan Yan's strength is only equivalent to an early-stage acquired martial artist, a huge difference. Without using martial arts techniques and magical artifacts, he simply cannot suppress this ghost infant.

Moreover, this ghost infant knew how to conceal its form, making it impossible for Ling Yan Yan to defend against, and every attack he launched hit empty air.

However, Ling Yanyan did not give up. He attacked frantically, forcing the ghost infant to engage in close combat with him.

"Pfft!"

The ghost infant was injured by Ling Yanyan once again, and its body became even dimmer.

"Damn it!" Ling Yanyan cursed under his breath. This delay was extremely disadvantageous for him, and he had to deal with it as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, a cold glint flashed in Ling Yanyan's eyes, and he punched the ghost infant's head.

"Oh!"

The ghost baby was sent flying by a punch, crashing heavily into the stone wall before rolling to the ground.

"Roar!" The ghost infant roared angrily, struggled to its feet, and then pounced on Ling Yan Yan again.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

The two engaged in fierce combat, each collision producing a deafening sound.

After an unknown amount of time, the difference in strength between the two sides proved too great, and the ghost infant was defeated and on the verge of death.

"Shh!"

Taking advantage of the situation, Ling Yanyan thrust his dagger towards the ghost infant's heart. "Clang!"

The dagger was deeply embedded in the infant ghost's chest, but it did not cause fatal damage.

The ghost baby let out a series of eerie and terrifying cries, and opened its mouth to bite Ling Yanyan's arm.

Ling Yan Yan felt the pain, and the dagger was released.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the ghost baby quickly withdrew and retreated.

"Bang!" Ling Yanyan slammed his palm into the chest of the ghost infant.

"Pfft!" The ghost baby spat out a mouthful of blood, then swayed a few times before lying limply on the ground.

The ghost baby was not dead, but it was seriously injured.

Ling Yanyan looked at the ghost infant, pondered for a moment, and then slowly walked over.

The ghost infant glanced weakly at Ling Yan Yan, then suddenly opened its eyes wide in terror and asked, "You... what do you want to do?"

Ling Yanyan grinned and said, "What do you think?"

"Don't forget, I am a ghost infant, an immortal being," the ghost infant said urgently.

Ling Yanyan shrugged and said indifferently, "Is that so? Too bad I don't believe it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Yanyan stepped on the ghost infant, which immediately let out a painful wail.

"I beg you, spare me! I'm willing to acknowledge you as my master and submit to you forever," the ghost baby pleaded.

Ling Yan Yan pursed his lips and said, "No need."

“Uh…” The ghost baby was dumbfounded.

Ling Yanyan looked down at the ghost infant and said calmly, "Since you want to die, then I'll grant your wish!"

After saying that, Ling Yanyan raised his short sword and stabbed it towards the ghost infant's brow.

"Wait!" the ghost baby panicked.

"Oh? What? You've changed your mind?" Ling Yanyan looked at the ghost baby with a mocking expression.

The ghost baby pleaded urgently, "I can give you good things, as long as you spare my life."

Ling Yanyan raised an eyebrow and asked, "What good stuff?"

The ghost baby chuckled and said, "I know some secrets about the treasure. If you let me go, I'll tell you how to find it."

"Treasure?" Upon hearing the ghost infant mention treasure, Ling Yanyan's eyes lit up instantly, a blazing light shooting from them.

“Alright!” Ling Yanyan nodded and sheathed his short sword.

"Phew..." Seeing Ling Yanyan retract his short sword, the ghost infant couldn't help but exhale a breath of turbid air, feeling a surge of joy at surviving a calamity.

"Where is the treasure?" Ling Yanyan asked, eager to find it.

“It’s inside my belly,” the ghost baby said.

"Huh?" Ling Yanyan was stunned, wondering if he had misheard.