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

Chapter 645

Ling Yanyan glanced at his points and found that he only had a little over 2000 left.

"Ding! Host has spent 1000 points to successfully purchase Gathering Yuan Pill (3)!"

"Take it, and you will be completely transformed into a martial arts master."

"However, there is a price to pay for taking the pill; it will cost 50 points!"

"What? Another 50 points will be needed?"

Ling Yanyan's eyelids twitched, but she quickly let it go.

After all, the price was too high, and he was reluctant to exchange it.

"Ding, host, would you like to choose to consume or abandon this?"

"Nonsense, I'll definitely swallow it!"

"Ding! Congratulations, host, you have successfully consumed the Gathering Yuan Pill. Your attributes have increased by 2, and your strength has increased!"

"Ding! Congratulations, host, you have leveled up and advanced to the ninth level of Qi Refining!"

"Hahaha!"

Upon hearing the crisp sound in his mind, Ling Yanyan couldn't help but laugh wildly, looking up at the sky.

"I've finally advanced to the ninth level of Qi Refining!"

Ling Yanyan clenched his fist, extremely excited.

Although his strength was not as great as the old man's, it was enough to easily defeat ordinary Body Refinement Realm martial artists.

"Hehe! Now I don't have to be afraid of that zombie anymore!"

Ling Yanyan's eyes flashed with a sharp light as he scanned his surroundings.

"Huh? There are so many souls?"

Ling Yanyan was surprised to find that a faint soul fluctuation was floating in this tomb.

"Were all these souls suppressed?"

Ling Yanyan narrowed his eyes slightly.

Upon closer inspection, he discovered that these souls were none other than the corpses he had seen in the ancient tomb on the mountaintop!

They bear various strange symbols and marks on their bodies, more or less.

Clearly, these symbols and markings were used for sealing.

"It seems that the owner of those ancient tombs must have been a cultivator!"

Ling Yanyan muttered to himself.

He increasingly felt that his system was anything but simple.

"Let's take care of the old guy first, then we can explore these ancient tombs!"

Ling Yanyan took a deep breath and slowly walked towards the old man.

"Ok?"

However, before Ling Yanyan could get close, the old man sensed the danger and turned his head away.

"Heh heh, you brat, you're asking for it!"

The old man grinned, his eyes filled with greed.

Although Ling Yanyan was weak, the old man was wary of the dagger in his hand.

Therefore, the old man did not make any rash moves, but stood quietly, coldly watching Ling Yanyan.

"I know what you're up to, but you're wrong!"

Ling Yanyan shook his head and said coldly, "You are no match for me!"

Upon hearing this, the old man's expression changed drastically, and he flew into a rage, saying:

"Kid, don't think that just because you've broken through to the ninth level of Qi Refining, you can look down on my existence!"

His eyes were bloodshot, and two bloodthirsty red lights shone from his cloudy eyes.

"Since you want to die, then I'll grant your wish!"

The old man roared and his hands transformed into phantoms as he pounced on Ling Yanyan.

"Rubbish!"

Ling Yanyan's expression darkened.

He scoffed dismissively and went to meet them.

"Clang, clang, clang!"

In the blink of an eye, the two clashed several times.

The older man grew increasingly terrified as he fought.

From the beginning until now, he has been completely overwhelmed by Ling Yanyan.

"How is this possible? How can this kid be so amazing?!"

The old man's face was deathly pale, his heart filled with deep horror.

He never expected that this young man would be so powerful.

He has reached the peak of martial arts mastery, and his strength is formidable.

He can fight even ordinary innate experts.

But unexpectedly, he was beaten back by a teenager and had no chance to fight back!

"Get out of here, you little bastard!"

Enraged, the old man roared, creating a deafening shockwave.

"Little tricks!"

Ling Yanyan sneered, brandished his longsword, and slashed at the old man.

Bang!

The old man's chest exploded, and he was sent flying.

He fell heavily to the ground, spitting out blood, barely breathing.

"You brat, you'll die a horrible death!"

The old man glared at Ling Yanyan with resentment, gritting his teeth.

"Noisy!"

Ling Yanyan shattered the old man's skull with a single palm strike.

Then, he turned around and walked to a stone platform, reaching out to touch a jet-black ring.

"There's a lot of money in here!"

Ling Yanyan licked his lips, his face full of joy.

This ring was a storage ring that he redeemed from the system space for 500 points.

"Let's see if we can get it out!"

Ling Yanyan's mind stirred.

Hurala!

In an instant, he felt his head buzzing.