Are you really trying to cultivate immortality? Something feels off.

"Isn't the Corpse Man in Chidi?" Yu Xintang frowned. "Yangzhi Pass is quite a distance from Nanchuan, could it be...?"

They all thought the sword attack came from bandits, but they never expected it to be from corpses.

A chill ran through the group.

The number of people killed and injured in Nanchuan was probably higher than anyone expected.

Shen Chunri frowned and said, "I heard my senior uncle say that the corpse people are killing weapons forged by the demon realm. They have no sense of pain and can continue to fight even if their hearts are removed. There is only one way to kill them: cut off their heads. Everyone must be careful. They have no mind and will only obey their masters to kill their prey."

"And we," Yu Xintang coldly raised her eyes, her face pale, "are this prey."

"It's not Bei Yu Si's fault anymore," Xie Weixing said, gripping the Fu Sheng sword across his chest, his eyes like a wolf's. "Who the hell can handle this?"

Tan Suiting's simple, unadorned fingertips transformed into a symbol of pity.

"Senior sister, if possible, please capture as many living corpses as possible. I want to study them," Shen Chunri said.

Nie Zhao paused for a moment, then said, "Yes."

Yu Xintang's lips twitched: "Big brother, I was just about to say that we should run away."

"We came here specifically for the corpses. If we hide here, we'll still encounter them in Nanchuan later. There's no way to avoid them," Tan Suiting said coldly, his long, strong fingers gripping the hilt of Fenglian's sword. "Besides, going around to Chidi from here would be a much longer journey. Why avoid something that's bound to happen?"

Yu Xintang thought about it and realized it was true. Reluctantly, she untied the knot on her clothes and said, "Fine."

Nie Zhao turned to look at the maid and said succinctly, "Go hide in the carriage."

They're utterly useless; facing a zombie is certain death.

The maid nodded tremblingly. Although she was afraid, it didn't stop her from quickly climbing onto the Penglai Imperial Carriage using both hands and feet.

As they spoke, the horde of corpses drew near, and an overwhelming stench of decay filled the air.

Xie Weixing cursed under his breath, "Damn it!"

"Dude, does being a zombie mean you don't have to shower?!" He was utterly exasperated, just like when he encountered teammates who reeked of cigarette smoke and were unhygienic. He was used to being called a "face king" by hundreds of thousands of people, but this time he really wanted to close his eyes and retire. "I'll beat you all to death!"

Having said that, he drew his sword and charged forward.

With Shen Chunri's reminder, the group did what they could to behead, and for those they couldn't, they dismembered their limbs. But unfortunately, there were just too many of them, and they quickly got bogged down in the mess.

The number of corpses underfoot increased. At first, he could move forward a few inches, but now it was difficult to take a step. Ahead lay an endless, despairing horde of corpses.

They wanted to capture him alive, but their actions were restricted at every turn.

"Senior Sister!" Xie Weixing shouted, "We can't kill them all! What do we do?! It stinks!"

It smelled really bad; he kept vomiting while hitting him.

It's so painful, it's really so painful.

Nie Zhaofeng swept her gaze across the three corpses, instantly separating their heads from their bodies. Her expression turned grim: "Shut up, hurry up and kill them. After you're done, capture a few alive."

Xie Weixing plunged his sword into the corpse's brow, leaving his face covered in blood.

He looked very handsome, but the next moment he turned his head away, covered his mouth and nose with his arm, and gagged.

They're still catching them alive; if this continues, they'll all rot and die in the same nest.

Tan Suiting's expression was indifferent. He flicked his fingertips from the sword blade, and his spiritual power mercilessly shattered one corpse after another.

Yu Xintang threw out an explosive talisman, tearing four or five corpses to pieces.

Shen Chunri raised his knife and brought it down, his palm entwining the poisonous vines around the enemy's neck, strangling the corpse without hesitation.

[This is hilarious! You, Brother Xie, have been showing off all this time, and it turns out your natural enemies are reptiles and mollusks? Do they even have biochemical attacks?]

[Exactly the same as me... I get irritable when I smell strange odors, everything annoys me, and I also get dizzy.]

[Whenever we meet, the Feng Hua F5 always put on a skit for me; I almost forgot you're all incredibly talented geniuses!]

[The Five Idiots of Feng Hua still won't let us down in crucial moments.]

[Finally, he's become smart and handsome; his mother is overjoyed.]

At this moment, a corpse moved at Shen Chunri's feet. It had been strangled by poisonous vines but was not quite dead yet. It struggled to get up and opened its mouth to bite.

A gust of wind swept past.

"Whoosh—!"

Tan Suiting plunged his sword into the ground, then pulled it out with force, sweeping it across the horde of corpses behind him. His eyes were filled with cold ferocity and a hint of reproach: "Little snake, you killed it all."

Shen Chunri's face paled, her grip on the dagger tightened, and her voice was firm: "Yes! Thank you!"

Tan Suiting was so dumbfounded by the snake that he simply turned his head to the side.

Xie Weixing glanced back at Shen Chunri, about to make a sarcastic remark, when a strong, fishy stench assaulted him from behind.

Shen Chunri met his gaze, her eyes widening: "Thank you, Kunkun!"

Xie Weixing was startled, only two lines of text flashing through his mind.

Damn. That's it.

That stupid snake hurt me.

"Senior brother—" Without thinking, Tan Suiting grabbed his shoulder and pulled him back sharply, shielding him with his own body and slashing out with his sword.

The corpse's head and body were separated, but its outstretched claws were deeply embedded in Tan Suiting's shoulder.

A sharp pain exploded from my shoulder blade; I could almost clearly feel the flesh being torn apart.

"Dragon Palace!" Xie Weixing swung out the Dragon Scales, which strangled the surrounding corpses to death on the ground.

He turned to look at Tan Suiting, only to find himself staring directly into the eyes of the corpse.

Damn. So ugly. So smelly.

"Little Dragon!" Shen Chunri's voice cracked as she immediately complained, "Senior Sister!"

Yu Xintang's eyes suddenly reddened: "Little snake, stop his bleeding—Nie Zhao!!"

"You don't need to tell me!" Nie Zhao gritted his teeth and pulled out Feng Zhi, a pair of fiery wings spreading on his back, and phoenix fire sweeping across the entire Yangzhi Pass.

Flames surged, and the narrow official road was instantly engulfed in flames, burning the corpses to ashes in an instant.

Her phoenix eyes blazed with fury: "Go to hell, you bastards!"

Captured alive? My ass!

After all that commotion, not a single one of these zombies was left.

Although they were the pride of heaven, they had been raised in their families and sects since childhood and had very little experience in going out.

Xie Weixing now understood why Feng Jilan, the super dad who could talk about being bitten by a mosquito for half an hour, didn't go with them despite knowing the journey would be fraught with difficulties.

If you don't let the wolf cubs go out to hunt on their own, they will never grow up.

Looking at the charred remains on the ground, Yu Xintang's lips twitched: "Little snake, look around, are there any alive?"

Shen Chunri squatted down, searched the body with his knife for a while, then stood up and sneered, "I can't even find a whole corpse that isn't charred."

The two of them looked behind them at the same time, their eyes filled with resentment.

Nie Zhao: ...

She raised one eyebrow slightly and lowered her eyes guiltily.

He couldn't stop himself.

She immediately decided to evade responsibility, turning to show camaraderie: "Xiao Long, are you alright?"

Tan Suiting remained calm. Dragons heal quickly, and this injury was nothing to worry about in his bones and veins. With his Taixu Realm cultivation, he would recover in no time.

Xie Weixing put away Fu Sheng and Wen Longlin, and pressed Tan Suiting's shoulder to stop his bleeding.