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

Chapter 960

The female zombie raised her head, revealing her aged and sinister face. Her skin was wrinkled and withered, and her eyes were empty and lifeless, giving people a chilling feeling.

"Who are you? Why did you bring me here?" Ling Yanyan asked, trembling with fear.

"Heh! You're my food." The female zombie grinned, revealing a mouthful of uneven teeth, which was quite creepy.

"Food?" Ling Yanyan's expression froze, then he asked, "Where is this? I don't know you, why would you eat me?"

"I am the guardian of this tomb, specializing in hunting living people, using your flesh and blood to satisfy my hunger." The female zombie shook her head, revealing an expression of enjoyment. "Your flesh and blood are so delicious, they truly intoxicate me!"

Ling Yanyan felt a chill run through her body and couldn't help but shiver. "You! Are you a human or a zombie?"

"I am the tomb keeper! As for what I am, does it matter?" The female zombie shook her head and smiled, her eyes full of amusement.

Upon hearing this, Ling Yanyan felt a surge of intense doubt and couldn't help but ask, "Excuse me! Where is this?"

"I remember, it was called the Ancient Tomb," the female zombie said casually. "I've forgotten the year, and I've forgotten my own surname and origins."

Hearing the female zombie's words, Ling Yan Yan breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he knew this was an ancient tomb, he could find the mechanism to escape.

"What's your name?" Ling Yanyan asked tentatively.

"Corpse! Corpse King!" The female zombie tilted her head and thought for a while, then suddenly revealed a strange smile and said, "You're so handsome, so call me Corpse Commander!"

"Corpse Commander?" Ling Yanyan's lips twitched slightly, and a layer of fine sweat appeared on his forehead.

"What? You're not willing?" Corpse Commander raised an eyebrow, revealing a fierce expression.

"No! No!" Ling Yanyan waved his hand and said with a forced smile, "You are a noble Corpse King, and you should have a noble surname and a noble title. How could I dare to have any objections?"

The Corpse Commander nodded and smiled, "Your answer is excellent. I will reward you handsomely once you become my food."

"Thank you for the reward, Corpse Commander." Ling Yanyan bowed respectfully.

"Hehe, good boy." Corpse Commander patted Ling Yanyan's head. "I'm leaving now. I'll come back to chat with you another day."

"Take care, Corpse General!" Ling Yanyan hurriedly saw him off, but inwardly he was cursing. This guy actually liked to stroke human heads, how perverted!

The Corpse Commander nodded in satisfaction and turned to leave.

Ling Yan Yan let out a long sigh of relief and collapsed onto the bed, feeling fortunate that he had encountered a Corpse Commander with questionable intelligence; otherwise, he would have been finished today.

Although the Corpse Commander lacked intelligence, his strength was overwhelming, enough to crush any martial artist.

"No matter what, we must leave here as soon as possible."

Ling Yanyan rubbed his aching arms and legs, struggled to his feet, and prepared to escape the ancient tomb.

Rumble!

Suddenly, a loud noise came from not far away, shaking the entire ancient tomb as if a thousand troops were galloping.

Outside the ancient tomb, a group of soldiers rode swiftly on horseback, raising dust wherever they went, their momentum as powerful as a surging torrent.

Ling Yanyan's expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed inwardly, "What's going on? What are so many soldiers doing here? Has a war broken out?"

"Huh?" Ling Yanyan suddenly stopped, his eyes narrowed to slits as he looked into the distance. "That's not right! They're not here to attack the ancient tomb, but are heading south."

Ling Yanyan observed carefully and determined that the group was not there to attack the ancient tomb.

The team moved incredibly fast, disappearing in the blink of an eye. Only then did Ling Yanyan breathe a sigh of relief.

"Forget it, I can't worry about that now." Ling Yanyan shook his head and prepared to flee the area.

"Wait a minute!" Suddenly, a hoarse voice came from deep within the ancient tomb, "Boy, stay here!"

"Ah?" Ling Yanyan's body trembled, utterly horrified.

Why did this corpse general suddenly start asking him to stay?

"What should I do?" Ling Yanyan panicked and helpless, involuntarily stopping in his tracks, staring in fear into the depths of the ancient tomb, pleading in his heart, "Please don't eat me!"

"Shh!"

Suddenly, a blur flashed by and instantly appeared in front of Ling Yanyan, blocking his path.

This was a man in tattered clothes, with a miserable appearance. He was burly, skin and bones, with a sallow complexion and sunken eyes, looking like a skeleton.

"Lord Corpse Commander, what brings you out?" Ling Yanyan's heart pounded, and he quickly bowed in greeting.

This raggedly dressed man is the tomb keeper, and also the most terrifying presence in this cemetery.

Legend has it that this tomb keeper was once a powerful and influential figure, who dominated the world and commanded great influence. But in the end, he met a violent end and was trapped in the ancient tomb.

"Lord Corpse Commander, I'm not hungry yet." Ling Yanyan smiled awkwardly.

The tomb keeper snorted coldly, "I know you're not hungry, but you just devoured too little human flesh."

Ling Yanyan was stunned, and asked in astonishment, "Lord Corpse Commander, you've realized I'm human?"

The tomb keeper smiled faintly: "I am a zombie, so naturally I can sense the scent of human blood."