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

Chapter 932

The crimson flames landed on a piece of cement nearby, and the cement actually caught fire, emitting fierce sparks.

Ling Yanyan couldn't help but gasp. Damn, this is too domineering!

"Haha!" the old Taoist priest said smugly, "You brat, you can't escape now."

"Screw you!" Ling Yanyan cursed, "If you've got the guts, let's fight one-on-one!"

"Haha! A one-on-one fight? I've lived for nearly a hundred years, do I still need to fight you?" The old Taoist priest sneered and said, "Don't worry, after I turn you into a zombie, I will definitely help you take revenge."

"Pfft!" Ling Yanyan almost vomited blood. Damn it, you really think you're something special.

The dark figure suddenly accelerated and pounced.

"Damn it!" Ling Yanyan cursed under his breath and hurriedly dodged, but the dark figure took the opportunity to wrap itself around him, trying to tie him up.

"Oh!"

Ling Yanyan used all her strength to kick the dark figure in the abdomen, taking the opportunity to break free.

The dark figure was kicked and tumbled away, crashing into the wall with a dull thud.

The old Taoist priest coughed twice, slowly got up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, smiled sinisterly, and said, "Boy, you're not bad!"

"You're not bad either, you're practically dead and you're still jumping around for so long." Ling Yanyan glanced at the old Taoist priest and curled his lip.

"You! What did you say?" The old Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, then flew into a rage: "You bastard, you're the one who's about to die! Your whole family is about to die!"

Ling Yanyan shrugged and said indifferently, "Aren't you going to die soon?"

"Go to hell!" The old Taoist priest, enraged, charged forward again, but this time he was much more restrained and not as violent.

"Damn, they're pretty smart." Ling Yanyan sighed inwardly, realizing that this made him even more dangerous.

Ling Yanyan and the old Taoist priest engaged in a fierce battle, causing the surrounding houses to collapse, wood chips to fly everywhere, and dust to fill the air.

Although Ling Yanyan possessed extraordinary strength, he had not yet entered the world of cultivation, and the difference in their cultivation levels was too great. After only a few exchanges, he felt the pressure and gradually became overwhelmed.

"No, if this continues, I'll definitely be defeated by this old guy." Ling Yanyan gritted his teeth, took out a Spirit Gathering Pill from his Qiankun bag, and swallowed it.

These are healing pills he stole from the Li family's medicinal garden; they are priceless.

"Buzz!" As soon as the pill entered his stomach, it transformed into a warm current that flowed throughout Ling Yan Yan's body, nourishing his injuries.

Ling Yanyan took a deep breath and felt refreshed.

"Huh? What kind of pill is this? It's incredibly potent." The old Taoist priest also noticed the pill Ling Yanyan had taken, his eyes widening in surprise.

"Hmm? This smell seems a bit familiar!" The old Taoist frowned, a certain image flashing through his mind. Suddenly, he realized and exclaimed, "Damn, isn't this the Qi Gathering Pill?"

"Qi Gathering Pill?" Ling Yanyan looked at the old Taoist priest in confusion and asked, "What is a Qi Gathering Pill?"

The old Taoist priest slapped his forehead and said, "Oh dear, look at my memory, I almost forgot. The Qi Gathering Pill is an extremely precious elixir, a treasure that martial artists dream of. It is said that taking it can increase one's physique and help one break through bottlenecks."

"I see." After hearing the old Taoist's words, Ling Yan Yan became interested and thought to himself, "This Qi Gathering Pill is so powerful, perhaps it can improve my strength."

Thinking of this, Ling Yan Yan narrowed his eyes, snorted coldly, and said, "Since the Qi Gathering Pill is so powerful, why don't you take it?"

The old Taoist priest shook his head and said, "I am too old to take the Qi Gathering Pill."

"Tch!" Ling Yanyan glanced at the old Taoist priest with disdain and said, "Stop bragging. You're a thousand years old and you're saying you're old? You're shameless."

The old Taoist priest, enraged, roared, "What do you know?"

"I don't understand?" Ling Yanyan scoffed and said, "All I know is that you're injured now. If you don't want to die, get out of here now. Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite."

"Little brat, this old Taoist priest is going to kill you today, and no amount of persuasion will change that," the old Taoist priest said viciously.