Chapter 141 Unlucky Daoist
Chapter 141 Unlucky Daoist
Zhao Mu was speechless at Jangdou's self-righteous words.
He could only say that she was indeed the future Empress of Azure Cloud. Her domineering personality was something she had been carrying since she was young.
The black-robed old man snorted. "I don't care who took the Dragon Soul Pearl. Hand it over now and I'll let bygones be bygones."
Zhao Mu patted Jangdou's shoulder and whispered, "Why don't we just return it to him? The less trouble the better. Our journey is more important."
In the cultivation world, robbing and robbing were commonplace. When encountering a treasure, no matter where it came from, it was reasonable to take it first.
But the prerequisite was to see the situation clearly.
This black-robed old man didn't look simple. He could even control the zombies in the Ghost Shadow Forest. Making an enemy out of him wasn't a wise choice.
Jangdou glanced at Zhao Mu. "Why are you being so wishy-washy? If I want something, it's mine. No one can take it away from me."
Oh my god.
Do you Tribulation Stage cultivators only care about your fists and don't care about reason?
Hmm … that's true.
This was the cultivation world where the strong preyed on the weak. Logically speaking, they wouldn't survive past the third episode.
Zhao Mu was still too young and hadn't experienced the cruelty of the cultivation world.
Of course, the most important thing was that Zhao Mu had the system, so he did not need to worry about cultivation resources at all. Cultivation resources were not very attractive to him, but it was different for other cultivators, especially those top cultivators who had fought for opportunities all the way to the top. Which one of them did not have hundreds of lives on their hands? Killing and seizing treasures was normal in the cultivation world. Fighting to the death for treasures of heaven and earth was what cultivators should do.
Although Zhao Mu also needed treasures of heaven and earth, he had the system. As long as he wanted it, he could easily get it. From his point of view, it was very difficult to understand the determination that other cultivators had to pay in order to fight for an opportunity.
The Empress of Azure Cloud was able to lead Saint Prime Devil Sect for three thousand years. She definitely didn't rely on reason.
Jangdou was still young, but her father was Saint Prime Ancestor. She must have inherited Saint Prime Ancestor's temperament from a young age. It wasn't an exaggeration to say that she was a little devil.
If Zhao Mu wanted to teach her how to do things, it would only backfire.
"Alright, do as you wish."
Zhao Mu spread out his hands and chose to make a fool of himself.
If you want to fight, then do as you please. In any case, I won't get involved, and I don't have the strength to get involved.
The black-robed old man snorted, "Very good, this little girl doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth. Then don't blame this old man for being ruthless. Such a pretty little girl, refining her into a zombie should be fun."
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man turned into a cloud of black fog and rushed over. A fierce black hurricane instantly swept through the forest.
The hurricane was so strong that Zhao Mu couldn't even open her eyes. She could only hide behind a big tree.
Tang Dou faced the gale and instead of retreating, she moved forward. With a wave of her hand, an earth-shattering wave of spiritual energy surged out like a giant wave. The old man hiding in the black wind didn't seem to have expected this little girl's spiritual energy to be so terrifying. For a moment, he was caught off guard and was sent flying hundreds of meters away by the wave of spiritual energy. He only managed to stabilize his body after breaking several large trees.
How terrifying!
Tang Dou didn't use any magic or cultivation method. She only used her tyrannical spiritual energy to crush the old man in the Voiding Realm.
The old man's face was full of shock. Only then did he realize that he had underestimated his opponent. He immediately made a gesture with his hands and muttered something under his breath.
In an instant, there was a burst of ghostly wailing and wolf howling around.
Hordes of zombie demonic beasts swarmed in from all directions, surrounding Jangdou.
Even Zhao Mu was caught in the crossfire and was surrounded by the zombies. Before she could react, several zombies covered with white hair pounced on her and bit her.
Zhao Mu had no choice but to fight.
She thought that there would be a fierce battle, but when it actually happened, Zhao Mu was very surprised.
These zombies were too weak.
He only wrapped some of the power of the red sun around his flying sword. Killing these zombies was as easy as chopping melons and vegetables. None of the zombies could withstand his flying sword for a second time.
Moreover, weren't zombies undead creatures? Why did the zombies he cut stop moving in an instant?
Even if Zhao Mu's Crimson Yang energy had an extraordinary restraining effect on evil things, this effect was still a little too exaggerated.
Or was there something wrong with these zombies?
While Zhao Mu was puzzled, Tang Dou's figure flashed and flew out.
When she returned, she had already carried the black-robed old man over.
At a close distance, Zhao Mu saw that under the black robe was not an old man at all, but a white ape!
And this white ape was also a zombie!
"What's going on?" Zhao Mu was very surprised.
"Stupid, can't you see that this guy is deliberately mystifying to scare people? Do you really think he's a powerhouse in the Voiding Realm? That's just a disguise. This monkey zombie's real strength is at the late stage of the Nascent Soul Realm."
Jellybean casually tossed the dying white ape zombie onto the ground.
"Ah, this …"
Zhao Mu's brain couldn't react for a moment.
"Little ancestor, please spare me. I won't dare to come out and scare people again."
The white ape curled up on the ground and trembled, begging non-stop.
Zhao Mu was stunned when he saw this.
It was true.
"This old monkey's acting is quite good. What is he after?"
Tang Dou glared at the white ape. "Tell me yourself."
The white ape hurriedly turned over, knelt on the ground, and explained in detail.
Things weren't that complicated.
This white ape zombie was the same as the other zombies in the 800-kilometer Ghost Forest. It was indeed refined by an expert.
However, that person had long left and took some powerful high-level zombies with him. The ones left were all useless little zombies. They didn't have much strength and didn't even have the strength to protect themselves in the Demon Forest.
However, the person who refined the zombies had some skills. Although the little zombies didn't have much strength, they had a kind of magical talent that could change their own aura and spiritual pressure, and could disguise the aura of a powerhouse.
Although it did not increase his strength, it was enough to frighten the cultivators passing by.
The eight hundred miles of Ghost Shadow Forest became the playground for these little zombies. They pretended to be powerful warriors and stayed here for many years without being discovered.
That was until he met Jangdou, the little ancestor of the world.
Zhao Mu asked again, "What about the dragon corpse?
Is that fake too? "
Tang Dou said, "I've checked the dragon corpse. There's nothing wrong with it."
White Ape explained, "The dragon corpse was left behind by our master. Because it wasn't refined successfully, our master didn't take it with him when he left. We little zombies are trying our best to cultivate the dragon corpse into a true zombie dragon. That way, he can protect us little zombies and we won't be trapped in this 800-mile Ghost Shadow Forest any longer."
So that was the case.
It seemed that the original owner of the Ghost Shadow Forest was indeed an expert, but he had left long ago, leaving behind a mess.
"What's your master's name?" Zhao Mu asked.
The white ape zombie replied, "Master calls himself 'Unlucky Taoist' and comes from the Ghost Path Sect."
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