Stop pretending, the fake heiress is actually a master of metaphysics.

The group quickly split into smaller groups, and Gu Yuncheng followed Lin Xiyue to one of the cemeteries.

As soon as dawn broke, the sun was high in the sky, and the sunlight suddenly became scorching.

However, the field team members still had to bend over and search back and forth among the rows of tombstones.

Try to find out where the soil color is different from the surrounding area.

Gu Yuncheng looked at the soil around the row of tombstones and walked to the very edge of the cemetery. Just as he was about to report the situation to Lin Xiyue, he suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"Gu Yuncheng".

...Who's calling him?

He stood up, holding only his longsword in his hand, and moved closer to the source of the sound.

"...Master? What are you doing here?"

Shen Nian's figure was hidden among the camphor trees surrounding the cemetery, so Gu Yuncheng couldn't see her very clearly.

"Come here, I have something to tell you."

As if guided by some unseen force, Gu Yuncheng stepped forward.

However, the next moment, he seemed to step into a strange space.

"Shen Nian" has disappeared, and the environment around him is still the scenery of a cemetery.

However, no matter which direction he went, he never saw anyone else.

From that moment on, he seemed to be trapped in the cemetery, no matter which direction he went, he would eventually return to the same spot.

The scariest thing in the world is not how terrible your enemy is.

Rather, you haven't even seen his true face before you've already fallen into his trap.

Gu Yuncheng swallowed hard, thinking to himself that his master understood him quite well.

And here we are, about to feed the zombies.

He sighed and began to search his memory for what Shen Nian had taught him.

He must be trapped in a formation right now.

To get out, you either need to find the exit or find and destroy the array's core.

The former needs to calculate the location of the exit, otherwise he will be eliminated in one move and die here today.

As for the location of the formation's core...

The core of a formation is usually the place where spiritual energy or malevolent energy is most concentrated. Gu Yuncheng could try to sense this place and see if he could destroy the core.

He sheathed his sword, closed his eyes, and began to concentrate intently on sensing the distribution of spiritual energy within the array.

Ordinary people cannot perceive spiritual energy, but sometimes, in the eyes of cultivators, spiritual energy is very similar to the wind in nature.

It comes in gusts, like gusts of wind. Places without spiritual energy are completely different from places with spiritual energy.

For example, spiritual energy is extremely scarce in this formation, and death energy permeates the air.

If one stays here for too long, one will probably eventually die of exhaustion—similar to an ordinary person starving to death.

Gu Yuncheng licked his dry lips, holding a spirit-gathering talisman, and carefully explored the shape of the array inch by inch.

They eventually settled on an unremarkable tombstone.

The stele was covered in dust, and there were no offerings in front of it. Gu Yuncheng reached out and felt around on the stele. After confirming that this was the place, he drew his sword and slashed at the stele.

With a single sword strike, several corners of the stone tablet were shattered.

He pressed on, swinging his sword a few more times until the entire stone tablet shattered completely, and a long, jet-black fang fell out.

It is probably a magical artifact used as the core of the formation.

Gu Yuncheng glanced at it with disdain and swung his sword, smashing the fang to pieces.

The next moment, he heard a crisp cracking sound.

He emerged from the formation.

Before Gu Yuncheng could even catch his breath, he heard a familiar voice: "Not bad, you've improved. You actually managed to get out on your own."

It's Shen Nian.

Once bitten, twice shy, Gu Yuncheng cautiously took a half-step back, observing the person standing in front of him.

Shen Nian looked at Gu Yuncheng with a relaxed expression.

"What, after going into the formation, you don't even recognize me?"

Gu Yuncheng finally breathed a sigh of relief—this tone could only come from Shen Nian.

"What about the others? Are they alright?"

Shen Nian: "They're still inside the formation, but they should be able to get out soon."

"Can they all find the core of the formation?"

"Oh, no, it's mainly because I found the thing that set up the formation. If we really can't get out, we can just kill the thing that set up the formation."

Gu Yuncheng: "...What?"

"Master, you caught a flying zombie?"

Shen Nian then stood up and showed him the thing she had been using as a human stool.

It was a "person" who was glaring angrily at Shen Nian, making indistinct squeaking noises as if he were cursing.

And the insults were quite vulgar.

However, his appearance was completely different from the zombie Gu Yuncheng had in mind.

The zombies Gu Yuncheng remembered were the boss and his son he saw yesterday—blue-faced, fanged, and with black fingernails.

But the one Shen Nian is now stepping on has fair and tender skin, and her features are also very delicate.

She had soft, long black hair that fell over her shoulders, and she was wearing a human-made white shirt.

If you didn't know better, you'd think some handsome young man had run away.

I can't even imagine. If all zombies were this beautiful, let alone dealing with them, they might even gain a lot of fans and become some kind of national male or female god or goddess.

That's why they say good-looking ones are called vampires, while ugly ones are called zombies.

Gu Yuncheng's eyes widened in disbelief: "...Is this really a zombie?"

"Um."

Shen Nian reached out and ripped the rag out of the flying zombie's mouth, revealing a pair of fangs that only zombies possess: "Genuine, no doubt about it."

Shen Nian clicked her tongue twice: "To be honest, it's quite rare to live a good life these days, especially to be as good-looking as this. It's really hard to find."

"What should I do? I can't bear to kill you."

She crouched down, pinched Fei Jiang's chin, and examined him as if he were a work of art: "How about you beg me and swear to be my slave for the rest of your life, and I won't kill you? What do you say?"

Shen Nian pondered for a moment and felt that this flying zombie was not only impervious to swords and spears, but also had a high attack power. It seemed that it also knew metaphysical Taoist arts such as formations. Perhaps its talent was even higher than Gu Yuncheng's. It was a good dog that could guard the house and protect the master.

Most importantly, this thing absorbs the essence of the sun and moon, doesn't get sick, doesn't need much to eat, and doesn't require a salary, so raising it is effortless and inexpensive.

The more Shen Nian thought about it, the more reliable the idea seemed.

Flying Zombie: ...

Gu Yuncheng: ...

"Let me go!!! I don't want to be your slave!!!"

Shen Nian raised her hand and slapped it across the face.

"If you call me again, I'll pull your teeth out right now."

If there's any weakness, it's those fangs.

A zombie's fangs are both a weapon and a weakness. If you are poisoned by zombies, you can grind the zombie's fangs into powder and swallow them to immediately cure the poison.

It just tastes a bit disgusting.

Gu Yuncheng: ...

How strange, he actually saw the words "I have no will to live" on the face of a monster that could live for hundreds of years without being born or dying.

Shen Nian said, "I'm only giving you a chance because you haven't hurt anyone or committed any murders yet. Don't be ungrateful."

The flying zombie roared, "If you hadn't shown up, I would have already devoured these Celestial Masters and turned them into zombies! You ruined my plans, and now you want me to be your dog? I won't do it!"

Shen Nian slapped him again.

Gu Yuncheng noticed that the zombie's eyes had become much clearer after the slap, and he even felt a little sympathy for it.