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

Chapter 727

"How could there be living people here?"

"It seems we're too late; someone else got there first!"

"Let's go, let's rob it!"

As he spoke, the three Wudang disciples rushed over to subdue Ling Yanyan.

"hehe."

Seeing this, Ling Yanyan showed no panic whatsoever. Instead, he sneered and said calmly, "Since you want to die, then I'll send you on your way!"

Honestly, in the past, Ling Yanyan would never have dared to fight three Wudang disciples. After all, the internal energy cultivated by Wudang disciples was domineering and unparalleled, and ordinary people simply could not withstand it.

But things are different now. Ling Yan Yan has obtained the inheritance of the Nine Provinces Continent, and his strength has increased several times over. He is not afraid at all!

hum!

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Yan Yan raised his hand and waved it, and a golden light shot out!

This is a spirit pill that Ling Yanyan obtained in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons. When he escaped from the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, Ling Yanyan used the remaining pills to help Yue Wuyai recover from his injuries and enhance his power.

At this point, the elixir had already been seven-tenths depleted.

hiss!

In that instant, the three Wudang disciples trembled and took a few steps back, staring at Ling Yanyan in shock, feeling a chill run from their spines to the top of their heads!

Then, a golden sword was seen floating in the open space in front of Ling Yanyan!

It is the Kaiyang Sword!

At that moment, the zombie let out an excited howl, overjoyed: "The Kaiyang Sword was on you all along!"

what?

Is this precious sword called the Kaiyang Sword?

At that moment, Ling Yan Yan was also stunned.

This sword is not just a sword, it even has a name?

"Haha, I finally got the Kaiyang Sword!"

Just then, the zombie howled madly, strode over, grabbed the hilt of the Kaiyang Sword, and pulled it out suddenly.

In an instant, a dazzling golden light burst forth, illuminating the entire cave!

"what."

The zombie let out a miserable howl, its knees buckled, and it knelt on the ground, its whole body trembling violently. The Kaiyang Sword in its hand also fell to the ground.

"So sharp!"

Seeing this, Ling Yanyan felt a chill run down her spine, a mixture of shock and delight.

The next second, Ling Yanyan picked up the Kaiyang Sword, sensed it, and immediately beamed with joy.

Ha ha…

My guess was right; this was indeed a divine weapon, containing pure spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

At this moment, Ling Yan Yan was unaware that although the Kaiyang Sword was a divine weapon, it was forged by the Yellow Emperor. However, over millions of years, much of the spiritual energy within it had dissipated; otherwise, its power would certainly be far greater!

Overjoyed, Ling Yanyan turned his head to look and saw the zombie kneeling on the ground, its body convulsing, as if it were enduring great pain.

“Boy, I advise you to leave here immediately. This Kaiyang Sword was left behind by the Yellow Emperor. If you touch it, you will be punished by heaven.” Just then, the old monk beside him spoke slowly.

Divine retribution?

Ling Yanyan frowned, then shook his head and smiled, "I'm sorry, I came down the mountain this time to train and survive. Now that I have the opportunity to obtain a divine weapon, how can I give it up?"

As he spoke, Ling Yanyan clasped his hands in thanks to the old monk, saying, "Thank you for telling me, Master. I, Ling Yanyan, owe you a favor."

Ah!

The old monk smiled slightly: "Amitabha, benefactor, your resolute character is admirable." With that, he led his two disciples to prepare to leave.

"Wait a moment!"

In that instant, Ling Yanyan quickly shouted, then pointed at the zombie: "This guy has an evil aura inside him, can you get rid of him for me?"

Indeed, in that brief moment, Ling Yan Yan saw that the black aura surrounding the zombie was growing increasingly dense, completely obscuring its malevolent energy. Clearly, the evil energy within it was out of control!

what?

Hearing this, the old monk frowned and looked at Ling Yanyan with great confusion: "Why don't you kill it?"

This kid actually forgave the zombie's crime.

"Hehe." Ling Yanyan smiled slightly: "I'm not a saintly hypocrite, I won't kill innocent people indiscriminately."

Ling Yanyan saw that although this zombie was ferocious, it still had some limits. Moreover, judging from its aura fluctuations, its strength was only at the early stage of Martial Marquis, so there was no need to be afraid.

"Amitabha!"

At that moment, the old monk chanted a Buddhist prayer and slowly said, "Your kindness and compassion are truly admirable, but this zombie is too malevolent. If it continues to stay here, it will surely become a disaster."

The old monk spoke these words with sincerity.

"None of your business!" the zombie roared through gritted teeth, struggling to its feet as it prepared to leave.