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

Chapter 993

Ling Yanyan held his breath, looked around, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

This is clearly a cave.

At the deepest part of the cave, there was a palm-sized, crystal-clear piece of glass.

This crystal is oval-shaped with a silvery-gray luster on its surface, emanating a strong aura of malevolence.

"Yin Sha Pill!" A look of surprise appeared in Ling Yan Yan's eyes.

Yin Sha Pill is an essential elixir for Foundation Establishment stage cultivators!

One Yin Sha Pill is equivalent to two million experience points!

What excited Ling Yan Yan even more was that the Yin Sha Pill was the opportunity for him to step into the Foundation Establishment realm.

As long as you swallow the Yin Sha Pill, you can break through in one fell swoop!

"Haha!" Ling Yanyan couldn't help but laugh wildly, overwhelmed with excitement: "I've been waiting for this day for so long!"

"Now that the Yin Sha Pill has finally been produced, I can finally try to break through to the Foundation Establishment realm!"

boom!

Amidst wild laughter, Ling Yanyan lunged at the crystal, trying to grasp it in his hand.

Whoosh whoosh!

Just then, three dark figures flew over and pounced on Ling Yanyan.

"Hmm?" Ling Yanyan's expression darkened slightly, and he took a half step to the side.

Dangdang Dangdang!

Ling Yanyan waved his hands repeatedly, deflecting the dark figure.

Upon closer inspection, three black beetles were visible.

They have iron wings on their backs, their bodies are covered in a flowing black sheen, and their sharp claws leave fine white marks as they cut through the air.

"This kind of black beetle is quite rare." Ling Yanyan looked at the black beetle with great interest.

"Since they've come to us, let's take them all out."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Yan Yan's figure suddenly accelerated, turning into a phantom as he rushed forward.

In an instant, sword energy surged and clashed!

In a short period of time, Ling Yanyan fought dozens of rounds with the black beetle.

Ding Ding Ding!

The sounds of clashing weapons echoed throughout the cave.

"As expected of someone at the Foundation Establishment stage, they are far stronger than ordinary people." Ling Yan Yan frowned slightly, a sense of gravity rising in his heart: "With just my physical body, I can't even gain the upper hand!"

"However, my true energy is of extremely high quality, and I possess the 'Wind Control Technique,' so I should be able to contend with it!"

As the thought flashed through his mind, Ling Yanyan scanned the surroundings of the cave, searching for an escape route.

Soon, Ling Yan Yan narrowed his eyes and locked onto the stone platform on the right.

Beside the stone platform, there were piles of miscellaneous items, which seemed to be used for storing grain or something similar.

"Hehe, I'll start from here!" Ling Yanyan's lips curled into a smile, and then he lifted the pile of debris to reveal a pit just big enough for one person to crawl through.

"Jump!"

Ling Yanyan curled a sinister smile at the corner of his mouth, then leaped down, simultaneously bracing himself with his arms on the ground.

Click!

With his feet firmly planted on the hard earth, Ling Yanyan's body trembled slightly as he gritted his teeth and persevered.

"Hiss!" Ling Yanyan winced in pain.

This body is too weak to adapt to the hard rock formations.

"It seems that this body still needs some time to cultivate."

Ling Yan Yan sighed softly as he struggled to climb.

After an incense stick had burned, Ling Yanyan finally reached the top.

"Huh?" Ling Yanyan was slightly taken aback.

Before them lay a massive tomb.

Inside the tomb chamber, many coffins were displayed.

Every coffin lid was open, and the inside was completely empty.

"Strange, all these coffins are empty!" Ling Yanyan was slightly taken aback, somewhat puzzled.

"Are all these coffins filled with dead people?"

"It seems that martial artists in this world all like to bury themselves!"

Ling Yanyan shook his head, glanced around casually, and then turned and left the tomb.

The next morning...

Ling Yanyan opened his eyes, his gaze calm as still water.

"Hmm?" Ling Yanyan frowned slightly, feeling a sharp pain in his abdomen.

Last night, Ling Yanyan took the Yin Sha Pill, but was poisoned by the pill and remained unconscious all night.

"However, the meridians have been cleared and the damaged meridians have been repaired!"

Ling Yanyan closed his eyes slightly and circulated his true energy. He immediately discovered that the true energy in his dantian was several times more abundant than before.

"Peak of the ninth level of Foundation Establishment? Just one step away from the Golden Core stage!" Ling Yanyan's face lit up with joy: "However, this is not a safe place. I must return to my hometown as soon as possible."

As for this place!

Ling Yanyan's gaze narrowed slightly as it fell upon a wooden box.

"This thing must be worth a lot of money, right?"

Ling Yanyan walked up to the wooden box and opened it.

In an instant, a refreshing and delightful fragrance wafted over.

Inside the wooden box lay a Ganoderma lucidum, pure white and crystal clear, as if carved from crystal.

"A thousand-year-old snow ginseng?"

Ling Yanyan was shocked.

This thousand-year-old snow ginseng contains abundant spiritual energy, making it extremely valuable to martial artists.

"It seems that the owner of this body once encountered a Grandmaster-level martial artist!" Ling Yanyan's eyes flashed as he pondered to himself, "If I'm not mistaken, this should be the tomb of some martial artist!"

"Hmm?" Suddenly, Ling Yanyan noticed the words on the wall: "We cultivators should aspire to pursue immortality and defy fate!"

Ling Yanyan raised an eyebrow: "So, the people buried here are all ancient cultivators?"

Ling Yanyan carefully examined the ginseng to make sure there was no danger before reaching out and picking it up.

"This thousand-year-old snow ginseng, while not a treasure, is more than enough!" Ling Yanyan smiled faintly, preparing to take the thousand-year-old snow ginseng back to his hometown.

However, just then!

Buzz!

A slight buzzing sound suddenly filled my ears.

"Huh?" Ling Yanyan was slightly taken aback and looked in the direction of the voice.

Beside the stone platform, a bead the size of an egg shimmered with an eerie, ghostly light.

The bead was about the size of a baby's fist, dark green in color, and emanated wisps of pure spiritual energy.

"What is this?" Ling Yanyan asked in slight surprise, reaching out to pick up the bead and examining it for a while.

After a moment, Ling Yanyan's gaze gradually turned fervent: "It's actually a spirit stone!"

Spirit stones, formed from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, contain extremely pure spiritual energy and are treasures that martial artists dream of!

Ling Yanyan's heart pounded: "I never expected to encounter spirit stones during this trip to Yunxiao Academy. This is an incredible stroke of luck!"

Spirit stones contain extremely rich spiritual energy, and martial artists will greatly increase their strength after absorbing and refining them.

However, spirit stones are expensive, and ordinary people simply cannot afford them.

After all, the price of a single spirit stone is enough to bankrupt a poor martial arts apprentice.