Chapter 137: The Living Zombie

The soul-uniting spell has worn off. After fighting to such a degree, the several major demon spirits of the Old Li lineage are probably going to sleep in our souls for a short time to recuperate.

After returning to my own body, I always felt that there was still a lot to do. The words of Uncle Johnny echoed in my head, “The real danger is yet to come.” But the exhaustion that came from the depths of my soul made me lie on my back on the rock, not wanting to move a single finger.

The gray sky above the deep pool was still visible, but the gray-black substance had completely dispersed. The gray sky was only because the dark clouds summoned by the thunder spell again and again covered the sky. The rain had not finished yet, and the dark clouds had not dispersed yet. The drizzling rain seemed to be washing the world here thoroughly.

There were still some fish carcasses floating on the surface of the deep pool, but since the soul power scattered on the fish had been absorbed by Patel before, the ferocious, aggressive fish were gone.

“Patel won’t come out again. This deep pool is safe in a sense. I’m going to pick up Wal-Mart.” After saying this, Uncle Johnny jumped off the rock. On the side of the rock, after so many battles, the Johnny Dreamer was still intact.

Because the protruding edge of the rock had a shielding effect, even the few large characters on the crude white flag were not blurred!

Enduring his exhaustion, Brother Cheng Xin took out some pills and handed them to us. I took the pills without asking what they were for and put them directly into my mouth. Soon the pills turned into a bitter, slightly sweet liquid that I swallowed into my stomach…

After a few minutes, a warm breath spread from my body, nourishing my soul, which was already exhausted to the limit. Even my spirit began to slowly recover, and my mind gradually became clearer. However, this process was very slow, and if it were in battle, the effect would not be obvious.

“The pill that nourishes spiritual power and soul power is the most precious! If you lack the ingredients, you have to use secret techniques to even make the pills… This is something that only the master can do so far, but I still can’t do it. There is not much left in stock, so you guys get a discount.” Cheng Xin said lazily, and he also lay down on the rock casually.

His words were simple, but the lonely tone of his voice hid the suppressed longing for the previous generation. Looking at the gray sky, I was also missing my master. If he were here, I wouldn’t have to fight so hard again and again, would I?

The drizzling rain gradually became lighter, and as dusk approached, I saw a ray of sunlight for the first time over the deep pool.

“It’s going to clear up soon,” I said to my brother Chengqing.

“It always gets sunny after the rain, doesn’t it?” Chengqing said something rare and meaningful. I turned to look at him, but he was looking at the sky and said, “It’s like missing something. Although it’s bitter, the heart is always full afterwards.”

Yes, it is the evidence of having lived through something that you miss, even if it is bitter. I didn’t expect that Chengqing would be poetic at times, but he was interrupted by Walma’s sudden voice: “Chengyi, did you see it? I summoned thunder, real thunder! Am I amazing?”

It turned out that in the short time, Uncle Johnny had already brought Wal-Mart over.

We lit a bonfire on the rocks, and the dancing flames warmed our bodies, which were a little cold from the rain, and brought us hot water and food.

The temperature on this side of the deep pool is always a bit low. Even after Patail was defeated and the sun finally managed to shine in a little, it still couldn’t dispel the negative energy that had gathered here. This was due to the terrain, and also because Patail was still here.

A place where a dangerous vampire is located will become a gathering place for evil spirits even if it is not a gathering place for evil spirits. Taoist practitioners know that vampires are the most difficult to deal with. Many Taoist practitioners would rather convert and subdue ten evil spirits than face a vampire, even if it is just a beginner-level vampire like Bai Xiong.

So, how many levels of zombies are there? Is it a drought demon?

Thinking about this, I took a sip of the warm water in my hand and couldn’t help but smile. How could a zombie in water be a drought demon? In theory, zombies can’t be soaked in water, but the two I met were. This can only mean one thing: they had already become zombies, and very powerful ones at that, before their bodies were soaked in water and rotted.

The old village chief was like this, and so was Patel! The difference is that Patel was a zombie sealed by the master, otherwise…

I was so engrossed in my thoughts that when I came back to my senses, Walma had already begun to brag about the third time he had invited Tian Lei to come. In fact, the matter was not that strange. We had fought to such a degree that Walma had seen it in his eyes. He just thought that he had not yet contributed, and he was holding a try-it-out attitude, but he did not want to really succeed in pinching out the thunder formula.

As for why he invited Tian Lei, I think it is a mystery. Any reason is possible, but Volma emphasized again and again that it was because of his talent. It was not until everyone’s eyes had a hint of ‘disdain’ that the kid scratched his head and admitted a fact: “My master’s uncle in the life-line of the sect once gave me a fortune, saying that I was a person with great luck, who could often turn disaster into good fortune, and could occasionally do what others could not! But a cultivator is all about chance. What is chance? It’s luck! So luck is definitely part of one’s strength. Even Chengyi can’t envy me for this.”

I was shocked by Wal-Mart’s words. This is not a matter of envy. I have a child’s life. Not to mention luck, I am not unlucky. I am always happy not to meet with bloodshed.

“Singh is still waiting outside. I hope that after tomorrow, we can safely return home.” Uncle Johnny suddenly interrupted our conversation and said in a low voice.

For safety reasons, Uncle Johnny went to the ship to get some things, such as food and some tableware. Naturally, he also saw Singh, but he insisted that the Penglai stay at the entrance, and Singh could not come over, because there was something more dangerous to do tomorrow.

That is to break the seal, collect the spirit of the master, and finally completely destroy Patel.

Now, Uncle Johnny has explained everything to us. The most dangerous thing is to break the seal and release Patel at the moment…

“The reason for breaking the seal is because Li’s remaining soul is in it. He emphasized at the time that his remaining soul must be collected before he can set foot on Penglai. The reason why Patel could not be destroyed in one fell swoop was because Li could not personally take action, and because the only one who could rely on me at the time was not yet mature enough to take action, and I was also seriously injured. So, Patel could only be sealed! Li once said that the seal would gradually wear down Pater’s strength over time, but the seal was not a permanent solution, and over time, the seal would gradually become ineffective… So, it’s time.” When Uncle Johnny said this, he took a sip of the hot water in his hand. This was the longest time he had ever gone without alcohol since he said he would quit drinking.

I can’t imagine how fierce the battle was back then, but I asked him subconsciously, “Was Patel really that powerful back then?”

“I suspect he was a living zombie. Even though Li never told me the truth from beginning to end,” said Uncle Johnny, squinting his eyes and beginning to reminisce about the past.

A living zombie? This phrase can be understood as meaning that when Patel was alive, he turned himself into a zombie? For some reason, when I thought of this concept, the first person I thought of was the old village chief, and then it was another person—Yang Sheng! For no reason, a dark cloud covered my heart, and then I fell silent.

Seeing me silent, Uncle Johnny thought I didn’t believe it, so he couldn’t help but add, “Actually, I don’t believe it either, but what living person would build a blood pool to nourish themselves? I don’t know what kind of change Patel has undergone, but later… in the battle that followed, everything it did was too much like a zombie! In short, I can be sure that after it died in battle, the sealed corpse was definitely already a zombie.

“Will it be more powerful than the Drought Spirit?” Hui Gen’er couldn’t help but ask. If it can drain the entire high-end combat power of a country’s cultivator forces, then it would have to be at least a corpse general, not to mention the Drought Spirit. Hui Gen’er’s curiosity is normal.

The Drought Demon is not strictly speaking a classification of zombies. The Five Elements Corpses are just that, but the Drought Demon is particularly powerful as a Fire Element Corpse, and its manifestation is too obvious, so it has become widely known to the public! And the common people like to blame the drought on the Drought Demon.

“I don’t know how to compare it. I can only say that if Patel is really a living zombie, then it has lost its meaning to classify it according to its rank. It is a special existence.” Uncle Johnny said in a low voice.

Hui Gen touched his bald head and said, “I know, just like the old village chief.”

As soon as Hui Gen’er finished speaking, an inexplicable gust of wind blew up from the rocks, and the water in the deep pool beneath the rocks began to splash. I inexplicably shivered.

Because the person who will open the coffin tomorrow will definitely be me!