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

Chapter 958

"Chucky!"

The scorching flames seemed to have met their nemesis, extinguishing instantly, while the zombie king seized the opportunity to escape.

"Damn brat, he actually has such a secret technique!" the Zombie King said angrily.

It turns out that Ling Yanyan was deliberately stalling for time so that he could use the power of the Heavenly Blazing Fire to destroy the Zombie King's physical body.

"You brat, I'll remember you!" The Zombie King glared fiercely at Ling Yan Yan before fleeing into the distance.

Ling Yanyan did not give chase, because he knew very well that he could not catch up with the Zombie King at all.

The Zombie King was incredibly fast, disappearing into the night in the blink of an eye, leaving even Master Ling Yanyan unable to find him.

Master Ling Yan Yan frowned, glanced at Ling Yan Yan, and then vanished from the spot.

Ling Yanyan sat on the ground, marveling at the joy of surviving the ordeal, and then sat cross-legged to cultivate and recover from his injuries.

The next morning, a ray of sunlight illuminated the earth, dispelling the darkness and bringing hope.

Ling Yanyan slowly woke up to find himself all alone.

Ling Yanyan struggled to sit up and found that her clothes had been changed and her wounds had been bandaged, obviously done by the old man who saved her last night.

Although he had only met the old man twice, Ling Yanyan was filled with gratitude towards him.

Ling Yanyan knew that if it weren't for the old man's intervention, he would have been killed by the zombie king.

Ling Yanyan stood up, stretched his limbs, and felt much lighter and more energetic than before.

Moreover, Ling Yanyan discovered that the vital energy in his dantian had become even more abundant.

"Could it be... that I really broke through?" Ling Yanyan was extremely surprised and quickly checked his strength.

A moment later, Ling Yanyan revealed a look of ecstasy, because he discovered that his strength had indeed reached the third level of the Spirit Gathering Realm.

Ling Yanyan was secretly pleased: "This way, if I encounter that zombie king again, even if I can't beat him, I can still run away."

Just then, Ling Yanyan suddenly heard footsteps outside the door.

Ling Yanyan's expression darkened slightly, and he then hid to the side.

Squeak.

The door slowly opened, and a middle-aged man walked in.

The middle-aged man was dressed plainly, very handsome, with a short beard, giving him a gentle and refined air.

Unfortunately, this image, combined with his cold and sinister gaze, gave people a chill.

"Hmm?" The middle-aged man seemed to sense something and suddenly turned around to look in the direction where Ling Yanyan was hiding.

Ling Yanyan was startled and quickly hid behind the wall next to the window.

"Hmph, how dare you spy on me!" The middle-aged man sneered and walked towards Ling Yanyan's direction.

"Damn it! How did this guy find me?" Ling Yanyan was both shocked and scared. He tried to hide, but found that his legs felt like they were filled with lead, and he couldn't move an inch.

"Huh! This kid's a bit strange!" As the middle-aged man approached Ling Yan Yan, he carefully observed him, and his expression changed slightly. "Why does this kid exude a faint demonic aura? Could he be possessed by a demon?" The middle-aged man raised an eyebrow, a playful smile appearing on his lips.

Ling Yanyan's heart pounded. He held his breath and hid motionless behind the wall.

"This kid doesn't seem human..." the middle-aged man muttered to himself, then shook his head, ignored Ling Yanyan, and turned to leave.

Once the middle-aged man had walked away, Ling Yanyan finally breathed a sigh of relief, collapsing against the wall with sweat beading on his forehead.

We were almost exposed, thank goodness!

However, Ling Yanyan was not afraid; on the contrary, he was quite happy.

All of this is thanks to that Vajra Corpse. If it weren't for it, Ling Yanyan would probably have been eaten by the Zombie King by now.

"Hehe! This trip was worth it!" Ling Yanyan grinned, a bright smile spreading across his face.

"What's your name?" Just then, a voice rang in my mind.

"Holy crap!" Ling Yanyan trembled in fright, quickly closing his eyes and cursing inwardly, "King Kong Corpse, don't talk nonsense!"