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

Chapter 933

"Hehe! Are you really sure?" Ling Yanyan revealed a wicked smile.

"Absolutely certain!" the old Taoist priest said through gritted teeth.

"Since that's the case, then don't blame me for being impolite." A cold glint flashed in Ling Yanyan's eyes as he gathered his energy in his right fist, preparing to make his move.

"Hehe!" The old Taoist priest chuckled sinisterly, then suddenly waved his hand, sending several yellow talismans flying out with a sharp whooshing sound as they hurtled towards Ling Yan Yan.

"A mere trick!" Ling Yanyan sneered, raised his palm, and shattered the talisman the old Taoist priest had summoned.

"Shhhhhh!"

Suddenly, a whooshing sound came, and five or six daggers shot towards Ling Yanyan from all directions.

"Shhhhh!"

Ling Yanyan used a mysterious footwork technique to easily dodge the daggers.

"Whoosh!" Just then, a rope suddenly swung towards Ling Yanyan, attempting to bind him.

"You're asking for death!" Ling Yanyan roared, leaping into the air and kicking out.

"Bang!" The rope was kicked apart by Ling Yanyan, turning into countless fragments that scattered down.

The old Taoist priest's eyes narrowed. How could this kid break the rope so easily?

"You're courting death!" the old Taoist priest said in a sinister tone, flicking his fingers and sending wisps of gray mist shooting towards Ling Yanyan.

"Hmph! Mere smoke has no effect on me." Ling Yanyan said disdainfully, his eyes gleaming, a wisp of purple-gold light flashing.

"Pfft!" The smoke from the old Taoist priest dissipated as soon as it entered Ling Yan Yan's three-zhang range, posing no threat whatsoever to him.

"Impossible! How could you see through my poison technique?" The old Taoist priest looked at Ling Yanyan in shock. This poison technique was his trump card, and he had once used it to kill a master at the early stage of the Innate Realm.

"Heh, just a petty trick." Ling Yanyan said dismissively, the purple-gold light in his eyes growing brighter and brighter until his entire pupils turned purple-gold.

"Bang!" The old Taoist priest felt a tremor run through his body, his mind jolted violently, and then his vision blurred. He fainted.

Ling Yanyan reached out and grabbed the old Taoist priest by the collar, dragging him out of the courtyard. At the same time, with a thought, he threw the old Taoist priest into his Qiankun bag.

"Little brat, you've saved this old Taoist's life again. I'll repay you handsomely in the future," Ling Yanyan muttered to himself. "However!" Ling Yanyan's gaze fell on the iron pot on the ground, a hint of joy in his eyes. He said, "Old Taoist, are you going to make me some meat soup to nourish me?"

Ling Yanyan's nose twitched twice as he smelled an enticing aroma and couldn't help but lick his tongue.

He had been starving during this time, hunting monster cores and food.

Immediately, Ling Yanyan disregarded the old Taoist priest and turned to go to the kitchen to prepare a meal.

"Ah!" Suddenly, a sharp, piercing scream rang out, startling Ling Yan Yan so much that his hair stood on end and goosebumps appeared all over his body.

Ling Yanyan turned his head and saw the old Taoist standing behind him, staring at him with resentment in his eyes, his mouth wide open, his fangs protruding, looking just like a wild beast.

"Old Taoist priest, you! You're awake?" Ling Yanyan took a few steps back in alarm, looking at the suddenly changed old Taoist priest in surprise.

The old Taoist priest bared his teeth, his expression ferocious and cruel, showing no trace of his previous kind and gentle demeanor.

"Hehe! You little brat, you've ruined my reputation, I'm going to devour you alive!" The old Taoist priest said as he lunged at Ling Yanyan.

"Holy crap, are you crazy?!" Ling Yanyan was shocked and quickly dodged to the side, crashing into a stone pillar with a "bang" and screaming in pain.

"You little brat, prepare to die!" The old Taoist priest roared, and swung his claw toward Ling Yanyan's chest.

Ling Yanyan's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly dodged to the side.

The old Taoist priest gave chase relentlessly, and Ling Yanyan dodged left and right before finally jumping into a river.

Seeing this, the old Taoist priest leaped into the river, quickly swam to Ling Yanyan, and grabbed at his shoulder with one claw.