Chapter 135

Chapter 135

The moment the female corpse opened her eyes, Thirteen, who had been pale with terror, nearly burst into tears of joy.

“Sister Yuqiong!”

He was about to rush forward, but Yan Zhengchu yanked him back, his expression grave. “She is no longer Huang Yuqiong.”

On the stone bed, “Huang Yuqiong” did not immediately rise. She slowly lifted her stiff hands, then sat bolt upright.

After that, she turned her head little by little and looked toward them with eyes that were nothing but white.

Standing at the entrance of the stone cavern, Yu Lang felt as though his horizons had been broadened yet again.

A corpse that had been dead for half a year had actually “come back to life”?

“Daoist Master, if she isn’t Huang Yuqiong, then who is she?”

Yan Zhengchu pressed a hand to his forehead, a headache coming on. He was just about to explain when a string of ethereal laughter rang through the air.

“Little Daoist, since you love catching ghosts so much, I’ll give you this Yin Corpse to play with.”

The voice drifted from near to far, then from far to near. Only when the movement of the compass ceased did the laughter fade away as well.

Yu Lang was startled all over again. “Was that the Fu Tower Vengeful Ghost speaking just now?”

“And what is this Yin Corpse it mentioned?”

Yan Zhengchu tried to put it in the simplest terms possible. “Essentially, it’s a type of walking corpse.”

“A few days ago at the Eastern Palace, those Yin Soul attached themselves to corpses and caused them to mutate. That was one kind of walking corpse, and that sort is relatively easy to deal with.”

“But this Yin Corpse before us is formed when resentment floods a corpse, creating corpse qi and preventing the remains from decomposing.”

“Although her soul has not yet absorbed enough Yin-Sha Qi, her body was struck by the Baleful Qi transformed from Bai Qingshuang. That collision caused the corpse to change.”

Yu Lang was so unnerved by the explanation that he hurriedly backed up several steps, only to bump right into Ren Fengjue behind him.

“My lord, the inn proprietress’s corpse has changed!”

Ren Fengjue had only just arrived, and the sight of the corpse rising startled him as well. “What happened?”

Yu Lang was about to explain it all over again when he saw Huang Yuqiong’s corpse slowly climb down from the stone bed in an extremely bizarre manner.

Every joint in her body seemed almost completely rigid. Her movements were sluggish, and she did not appear particularly dangerous.

But the instant she caught the scent of living people, she lunged at them with shocking speed.

“Fall back first!”

At Yan Zhengchu’s shout, he drew out a Yellow Talisman and slapped it onto “Huang Yuqiong’s” forehead.

But the Soul-suppressing Talisman suppressed ghosts.

Against walking corpses, it was useless.

“Huang Yuqiong” merely paused for an instant before continuing to throw herself at the group.

Seeing this, Yan Zhengchu had no choice but to draw his Jade Sword and intercept her, buying time for Yu Lang and the others to retreat.

Thirteen was dragged backward by Yu Lang, but his heart was in turmoil.

He could see it too. The Huang Yuqiong before him now had no “humanity” left at all.

Just as that woman had said-he truly could not bear the consequences.

How could the ever-smiling Sister Yuqiong have become like this?

How could he allow himself to have turned her into this with his own hands?

Thirteen suddenly gritted his teeth, wrenched free of Yu Lang’s grip, and dropped to his knees. “Daoist Master, please, I beg you-save Sister Yuqiong!”

Yan Zhengchu was locked in a difficult fight with the walking corpse. How could he possibly spare attention for him?

This thing had no humanity, but it possessed brute strength and was vicious beyond measure. If it got hold of anyone, it would bite straight through their neck and drain them dry of blood.

He did not dare let his focus waver in the slightest. His mind raced with anxiety. His master had once taught him a spell called the Corpse-Stabilizing Curse, which could subdue walking corpses.

But walking corpses were rare to begin with. He had thought he would never encounter one in his entire life.

As a result, when he had studied it back then, he had not paid attention at all.

And now that he suddenly needed to use it, he was utterly at a loss.
Ren Fengjue could also tell that Yan Zhengchu was at a disadvantage. He immediately drew his sword and stepped forward to help.

But this walking corpse did not even care about Yan Zhengchu’s Jade Sword, which was made specifically to subdue evil spirits. Why would it fear a mortal weapon?

For a time, two living men joined forces, yet they still could do nothing to a single “corpse.”

Lantern Spirit Wuyou really could not resist poking half its head out to “watch the fight,” and it did not forget to offer commentary.

“That little Daoist from Mount Yunhe has some skill when it comes to catching ghosts, but fighting a ‘walking corpse’ doesn’t seem to be his specialty.”

“Then again, that’s to be expected. The spells their sect cultivates mainly target ‘spirits.'”

“But a walking corpse has no ‘spirit,’ only a body…”

It then said to Xia Ximo, who was silently “watching the show,” “Mogu, your Bone Art happens to counter this walking corpse. At a time like this, you still don’t plan to make a move?”

“No rush.”

She watched the battle coldly, her expression indifferent, as if she truly had no intention of getting involved.

Wuyou was puzzled, but wary of her temper, it did not dare ask more.

Over there, Yan Zhengchu was nearly exhausted. He had truly tried every spell and every move he knew, yet none of them worked on this “corpse.”

Ren Fengjue still had strength left, but all he could do was help hold it off. If this dragged on, they had no chance of winning.

“Young Marquis, I can’t hold on anymore. Where there’s life, there’s hope. We should hurry up and leave.”

Yan Zhengchu truly had never imagined that Bai Qingshuang would use such a sinister method to deal with him.

He retreated a few steps, then called to the others, “Withdraw from this stone cave first. Find a place to hide. This walking corpse is moving slowly right now; it won’t be able to catch up for a while.”

Ren Fengjue also felt they could not stay here any longer. Hearing this, he naturally took Xia Ximo’s hand and pulled her back with him.

Xia Ximo seemed to still be thinking about something. Drawn along by his strength, she also headed out of the stone cave.

Perhaps because her soul and body had already fully merged, she could clearly feel Ren Fengjue’s warm palm covering the back of her hand.

The sensation in that instant was somewhat subtle, making her look at his face without realizing it.

But there was no time to think too much. Yan Zhengchu had already found a spot to hide behind a pile of rocks and warned everyone, “If the walking corpse comes near, remember not to make a sound. If necessary, hold your breath.”

At these words, Yu Lang grew so nervous that a chill seeped down his back. He could not help asking in a low voice, “Daoist Master, is there really nothing even you can do to restrain this walking corpse?”

Hearing that, Yan Zhengchu glanced at the silent Thirteen and said, “There is a way, but unless I have no other choice, I won’t use it.”

Thirteen lifted his eyes as well, but said nothing.

Yu Lang could guess a little and asked, “What would be the result if you used it?”

Yan Zhengchu said solemnly, “Her corpse would be destroyed, and her soul would scatter as well. From then on, she could only remain in the mortal world as a wandering ghost, never able to enter reincarnation.”

Thirteen immediately shuddered all over. The look he gave Yan Zhengchu was frighteningly cold.

“You don’t have to look at me like that…”

Yan Zhengchu hurried to make his position clear first. “I said it already. Unless I have no other choice, I won’t use it.”

“But if… she harms any one of us, then don’t blame me.”

Thirteen did not speak. He slowly lowered his eyes again.

Just then, Yu Lang suddenly slapped his forehead. “Oh no. Axia is still over there. What if he runs into…”

Yan Zhengchu also knew the situation was difficult, and that he had to go himself.

“Leave Axia to me. Until the walking corpse has been restrained, none of you are to act rashly.”