Translator: CinderTL
The zombie in the bell had returned to its normal size. Its body was now withered and dry, resembling a skeleton, with no signs of life remaining.
Qin Manyang suddenly turned her head and pointed at one of the remaining seven zombies, exclaiming in surprise, "That one!"
The Corpse Walker's methods had caught her completely off guard.
A foul-smelling mist erupted from the zombie's body, which then transformed into a hulking frame that burst through its clothes.
Whether it was an illusion or not, Qin Manyang, watching from a distance, felt that the Corpse Walker seemed slightly smaller than before.
Xu Sanyan had anticipated this. He had sensed something amiss earlier and had already tensed his four arms, his massive fists aimed directly at the Corpse Walker's chest.
"Roar!"
The Corpse Walker opened its enormous maw and roared, meeting Xu Sanyan's fists with its own in a show of defiance. In terms of physique, the Corpse Walker held the advantage. Its towering frame dwarfed Xu Sanyan's, and it wasn't afraid of a head-on clash.
"Boom!"
The two men's fists collided with ferocious force. The impact of their magical power sent shockwaves rippling outward, kicking up a cloud of dust that knocked the nearby zombies off their feet.
Qin Manyang's eyes gleamed with excitement. She loved watching two hulking men brawl, especially this kind of brutal, head-on combat. The raw masculinity radiating from the fight had her completely captivated.
Unlike some Cultivators who only knew how to blast each other with magical arts and magical artifacts—a thoroughly boring tactic—Xu Sanyan was exactly that kind of person.
The battle continued. Xu Sanyan's crimson eyes locked onto the Corpse Walker, who met his gaze without flinching. Its pitch-black pupils bulged as if about to burst.
Xu Sanyan grinned, a mocking tone in his voice. "Is that all you've got?"
"Roar!"
Hearing Xu Sanyan's taunt, the Corpse Walker's expression twisted into a grotesque mask of rage. A hint of crimson flushed its deathly pale face, and it tightened its grip with renewed force.
"If that's all you've got... then die!"
Xu Sanyan suddenly unleashed his full power. His four arms reversed, seizing the Corpse Walker's limbs in a crushing grip. Boundless might erupted. With a sharp crack, both of the Corpse Walker's arms snapped.
"Roar!"
The Corpse Walker's eyes widened in disbelief. Why... did he possess such immense strength?
He had poured countless hours and magical power into nurturing these eight zombies, making them as tough as low-grade magical artifacts. Yet they had been broken like twigs?
Xu Sanyan sneered inwardly. Zombies? His body had been transformed by rare treasures of heaven and earth, granting him strength rivaling a dragon or tiger. How could mere zombies compare?
"Damn!"
Qin Manyang, watching from afar, flushed crimson with excitement, itching to join the fight herself.
The Corpse Walker, its arms severed, panicked. This zombie was useless now, so it turned its gaze toward another zombie nearby.
Xu Sanyan's eyes narrowed. He knew the Corpse Walker was about to try the same trick again and had prepared for it. He wouldn't let it succeed so easily.
Though he didn't know how the Corpse Walker transferred its consciousness, he knew there must be limitations.
Xu Sanyan quickly closed the distance, his four arms converging. He grabbed the Corpse Walker's shoulders and ribs, his sharp fingertips piercing its skin and clawing deep into its ribcage.
"Aaaargh!"
The Corpse Walker roared in fury. Though it felt no pain, it understood Xu Sanyan's intent and became agitated, thrashing wildly to break free.
How could Xu Sanyan let it escape? His four arms suddenly tensed, muscles bulging on his arms as his face twisted into a savage grimace.
"Tear!"
With a soft ripping sound, the zombie was torn in half. A foul-smelling rain of blood splattered everywhere, further fueling Xu Sanyan's inner turmoil. He couldn't help but burst into wild laughter to vent his frustration.
"Hahahaha..."
Qin Manyang watched Xu Sanyan's frenzied display, her initial excitement gradually fading. She pressed her lips together, lost in thought.
The Corpse Walker was torn apart by Xu Sanyan, leaving it with no chance of survival. The resurrection method it had used before failed to activate, and it was completely finished.
It seemed the magical arts for body transformation had limitations, making it difficult to complete in a hurry.
Xu Sanyan's crimson eyes turned toward Qin Manyang as he slowly approached, holding the Corpse Walker's bloody corpse in his hands.
"What... are you doing? Black-on-black?" Qin Manyang's heart stirred with a hint of wariness.
Xu Sanyan took a deep breath and casually discarded the corpse. His body slowly reverted to its original form.
"How could I? I'm a man of my word. I'd never harm a friend," Xu Sanyan said sincerely.
Qin Manyang relaxed, patting her chest as if she'd been startled. "That's good, that's good."
Xu Sanyan looked at the remaining six zombies. "How do we take these things?"
With the Corpse Walker dead, the zombies lost their magical power supply and became lifeless, unmoving corpses.
"I have a solution."
Qin Manyang pulled out a cloth pouch, then produced two more pouches from within it. "This storage bag can hold about three zombies. It should be just enough."
Xu Sanyan nodded and set to work, carefully stowing the zombies. As he searched one of the zombies, he found another storage bag—presumably belonging to the Corpse Walker.
Qin Manyang's eyes darted around before she spoke. "I'm the fairest of them all. Since you did most of the work this time, let's split the loot fifty-fifty."
Xu Sanyan glanced at her and silently nodded. He opened the Corpse Walker's storage pouch, revealing a pile of porcelain bottles, their purpose unknown. There were also a few spirit medicines stored in jade boxes and some spirit stones.
They divided the loot equally. Xu Sanyan received two spirit medicines and fifty-seven spirit stones.
The storage pouch went to Xu Sanyan, as Qin Manyang had no interest in it. After all his cultivation, this was his first storage pouch. He packed all the spoils from the demon into it.
"Alright, our first collaboration was a complete victory!" Qin Manyang seemed delighted, a constant smile playing on her lips. However, her eyes were less than honest, constantly darting down to Xu Sanyan's critical regions.
"Never seen one before?"
"Never seen one this big," Qin Manyang retorted without hesitation.
If he weren't wary of this woman's true identity, Xu Sanyan would have long since taught her a lesson.
Speaking of which, it had been a long time since he'd tasted a woman's touch since leaving the Qi Kingdom. It seemed he needed to find some time to indulge his carnal desires.
Thinking of this, Xu Sanyan couldn't help but recall the women he'd encountered since his days as a bandit: the young maid Xiu He he'd stolen, Third Sister Tang Huanhuan, the Madam of the Stronghold, Princess Consort Rui, the women of the Bai Clan, and various concubines and palace maids in the imperial palace...
Counting them up, there were over a dozen women who had passed through his hands. Yet the one he missed most was still the Madam of the Stronghold. That figure, those skills... tsk tsk...
The more he thought, the more restless he became, and his body began to react. Qin Manyang's cheeks flushed crimson, her eyes widened, and she even tilted her eyelids upward, casting a hint of seduction toward Xu Sanyan.
Sensing the shift in atmosphere, Xu Sanyan casually tore off a piece of the demon's robe and wrapped it around his waist, shielding himself from Qin Manyang's fiery gaze.
However, the tent-like bulge beneath the cloth betrayed his arousal. Xu Sanyan maintained a calm facade. "Let's go," he said. "We need to find a place to sell these zombies."
Qin Manyang pouted, silently cursing him as a coward. But she didn't dwell on it. "Let's go to the Yue Clan Market," she suggested. "It's a cultivator market founded by the Yue Clan, and the largest in the area. We're sure to get a good price there."
"Very well," Xu Sanyan agreed without hesitation.
(End of the Chapter)
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