Simultaneous traversal: All Abyss difficulty.

Chapter 574 The Female Zombie is Icy Cold
The mortuary was filled with a pungent odor, a mixture of glutinous rice and the stench of corpses.

Fang Yu stood before Ren Tingting's corpse. Two dark holes on the girl's pale neck were shocking, and her skin had turned an unnatural bluish-gray.

“Ninth Uncle, I need you to help me refine a corpse.” Fang Yu went straight to the point, lightly tapping Ren Tingting’s brow with his fingertip, “Inject a person’s soul into this body that is about to turn into a zombie.”

Uncle Nine gripped the peach wood sword tightly, his eyes wide, his goatee trembling slightly with shock: "Senior, this...this is utterly depraved!"

Fang Yu chuckled and pulled out an ancient book that glowed with a faint light from his robes. "I've already borrowed the Book of Life and Death, why should I return it to Guan De?"

The oil lamp flickered, illuminating the fine beads of sweat on Uncle Jiu's forehead.

He slung the peach wood sword behind his back and said in a low but firm voice, "Although my cultivation is shallow, I will never do such a thing that goes against the laws of heaven! To refine a living person into a corpse will surely incur divine punishment!"

In the corner, Qiu Sheng suddenly coughed. His face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were sunken, clearly indicating a lack of yang energy.

"Master, perhaps you can make an exception?"

"Shut up!" Uncle Nine turned around abruptly, his peach wood sword pointing directly at Qiu Sheng's nose. "I haven't settled accounts with you for what happened between you and that female ghost! My disciple had his yang energy drained by a female ghost, and you still dare to say such things?"

Qiu Sheng shrank back, but still muttered under his breath, "But that senior said that even corpses can be used to save people or something."

"Saving a life?" Uncle Nine laughed in fury, turning the tip of his sword towards Ren Tingting's corpse. "Look at this! Is this saving a life? This is committing a sin! Refining Ren Tingting's corpse! Making her body become someone else's shell! I can't do that!"

Fang Yu sighed and reached out to press down on Uncle Nine's peach wood sword: "I understand your concerns, but this girl is named Zhan Lan. She died to save her companion. Now I have the opportunity to bring her back, but the method is a bit special."

"Special?" Uncle Nine sneered. "Injecting the soul of a living person into a zombie's body, you call that special? Senior, if I may be so bold, this is clearly the work of an evil cultivator!"

A muffled thud suddenly came from outside, like a heavy object falling to the ground.

Zheng Zha looked out the window warily: "Oh no, is Old Master Ren back again?"

A wisp of light gathered at Li Yingqi's fingertip: "I'll go take a look."

“No need.” Fang Yu waved his hand to stop him, his gaze still fixed on Uncle Nine. “Since the Taoist priest insists on not helping,” he suddenly grinned, revealing his gleaming white teeth, “then I’ll have to find someone else!”

Uncle Nine's expression changed drastically: "Senior! You mustn't go astray!"

Fang Yu interrupted Uncle Jiu, "My mind is made up, farewell."

Uncle Nine slumped back in the armchair, the peach wood sword resting horizontally on his lap: "What a disaster."

Inside the main hall of the Maoshan Sect, Shi Jian was copying the inner manual of the Lightning Thunder Fist when his brush suddenly stopped.

"They're here," he said in a deep voice.

The space in the center of the hall distorted, and Fang Yu appeared, stepping on lightning, carrying a bag of pastries: "Oh, how much have you written?"

Shi Jian pushed the half-rolled bamboo slip forward: "You've only completed thirty percent, and you're already in the underworld?"

"The King of Hell is quite easy to talk to." Fang Yu ate a snack. "I need to talk to you about something, something you should be good at."

"What's the matter?"

"Simple, I just need to create a living corpse."

Shi Jian hesitated, "This isn't the rule! Life and death are predestined."

"Come on, if your son dies, you'll be the first to practice it."

Shi Jian was speechless. "Alright, where's the body?"

Fang Yu slapped the ground, and Ren Tingting's delicate corpse appeared in the main hall.
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As midnight approaches, the mourning hall of the Ren family is being prepared.

Ren Tingting's coffin suddenly shook violently.

Zheng Zha, who was on night watch, got up, only to be pressed down on the shoulder by Fang Yu, who appeared out of nowhere. "Get ready to see an old friend."

Behind him, Shi Jian, with a gloomy face, unfolded the array diagram, and seven bronze lamps automatically floated into the shape of the Big Dipper.

Shi Jian flicked out a purple talisman and stuck it to the coffin lid, then nodded to Fang Yu, "We can begin."

Fang Yu took out the Book of Life and Death, and immediately a wisp of green smoke shot out from it! Within the smoke, Zhan Lan's sleeping soul could be vaguely seen.

Just as Shi Jian was about to cast his spell, the coffin lid suddenly exploded!

Ren Tingting stood up straight, her bluish-purple fingernails growing three inches longer!
"Roar--!"

The moment the female zombie lunged, Fang Yu flashed forward, grabbed her throat with his left hand and forced her back into the coffin, while his right hand slapped his soul into her skull: "Get up, Zhan Lan!"

"boom!"

The bronze lamps burst into flames at the same time, and the array patterns crawled onto the female corpse's skin like blood vessels.

Under Zheng Zha's shocked gaze, Ren Tingting's ferocious face gradually relaxed.
Suddenly, she opened her eyes.

Those were clear, yet bewildered eyes, belonging to Zhan Lan.

"What am I doing?!" She looked down at her pale, bluish-white arms and suddenly screamed, "Why am I wearing a funeral shroud?!"

"What funeral shroud? Slurp~" Fang Yu swallowed hard. "It's lingerie."

Zhan Lan stood up in a daze. "I...I didn't...didn't I die in Resident Evil? Am I not dead? Wait! Where am I? Huh? Shi Jian? This is...Mr. Zombie!?"

The sheer volume of information flooded Zhan Lan's mind, leaving her momentarily bewildered.

Fang Yu took a bronze mirror from Shi Jian and handed it to Zhan Lan. Zhan Lan tried to grab it, but found that her fingers could not bend, and the long fingernails on them also indicated a problem.
Her body seems a bit strange!
Fang Yu pointed the bronze mirror at Zhan Lan's face, and Zhan Lan was startled when she looked at it!
That's not her face!
This is clearly the face of Mr. Ren's daughter, Ren Tingting!
"Me! How did I become like this?!"

Fang Yu chuckled, "You've been resurrected. From now on, you'll have this face. How about it? Are you satisfied?"

Zhan Lan didn't even have time to catch up with Zheng Zha and Zhao Yingkong. She looked at her own face in the bronze mirror and couldn't utter a single word for a moment.

Everyone wants to look good.

Ren Tingting's face is so much prettier than Zhan Lan's.

But no one can accept waking up to find themselves completely transformed into someone else.

Fortunately, the skills exchanged from the main god were still there, so Zhan Lan now had an extra zombie bloodline out of thin air.

"Me! Me!"

"Alright, as long as you're alive, that's all that matters. What's yours and mine? Do you know how miserable the investigators of the main god sometimes have to transform into succubi to lure the boss into making mistakes in order to complete their missions? At least you became a beautiful woman, even if she's a zombie."

"But you threw more than twice the size, didn't you?"

"You! You've gone too far!"

Enraged, Zhan Lan lunged at Fang Yu's neck. Fang Yu's Armament Haki automatically activated, and Zhan Lan felt as if her teeth were biting into steel, like finding a screw in a dumpling—her teeth ached!
"Whoa! You dare bite me! I'll bite you back!"

Fang Yu grabbed Zhan Lan by the neck and bit into the two large holes that had been bitten into her neck!

This texture.
It felt a bit like biting into a sausage that had just been taken out of the refrigerator.
Cool, soft, and tender—it's an indescribable experience.

With that bite, Zhan Lan, who had Ren Tingting's face, felt her body surge like the tide of the Qiantang River, propelling her towards climax.
Seeing Zhan Lan's expression, Li Yingqi, Lin Xiaoyu, Su Rui, and the others blushed!
Zhao Yingkong spoke even coldly: "Can't you two wait until we get back to the Main God Space to do what you need to do? You're making a fool of yourselves!"

Fang Yu scratched his head. "Sorry, I couldn't help myself."

(End of this chapter)