I Can See Your Combat Power

Chapter 976: 270th Chapter: Want to Meet

The white zombies at night are blessed with the power of extreme yin, their ghostly movements complemented by heavy and deadly black claws charged with potent poison. Unless facing a martial artist specialized in techniques that counter evil Qi, anyone encountering such a six-rank white zombie is more likely to die than survive, and even those at the peak of transcending the mundane need to be extremely cautious.

Gu Han withdrew his hand from atop the head of the white zombie and drew a talisman in blood on the back of Yan Luoyu’s left hand, then explained, “The Blood Tower is deep in the mountains of Beimang. With your current strength, you’d likely be killed by others along the way, and since this monk must seek revenge for Little Eighteen, it is inconvenient to bring you along. Therefore, I’ve used Little Eighteen’s corpse to refine a zombie to offer you complete protection!”

“Thank you, Master!”

Yan Luoyu looked at the blood talisman on the back of his hand and thanked the Corpse Monk.

“There are a few more matters I must instruct you on. Although this white zombie is a product of corpse refinement, it was quickly made and compared to the proper methods, it has some significant flaws you need to be aware of!”

Gu Han pointed out, “Firstly, its evil Qi isn’t solidified and dissipates like mist, so you need to avoid direct sunlight that burns with yang energy. During the day, it’s best to bury your refined corpse underground or place it in a coffin. Except when absolutely necessary, do not let it emerge and act in broad daylight. It’s best to rest during the day and travel at night.”

“Understood!”

“Secondly, the corpse is fragile. A six-rank white zombie has skin tougher than fine iron and is no less strong than ordinary spiritual armor, but this particular one hasn’t been a corpse for long. It needs to undergo forty-nine days of yin tempering to reach the standard of properly refined white zombies. You must be cautious and make sure that, before the tempering is complete, this refined corpse doesn’t face powerful foes that could damage its body.”

“Master, rest assured, I will be extremely careful not to harm Brother Wu’s body!”

Nodding, Gu Han continued, “The final point concerns the items that white zombies fear. Remember this: upon encountering mirrors, peach wood, crowing chickens, black dogs, glutinous rice, sour vinegar, and bell-ringing Taoists, you must retreat early and never allow the refined corpse to make contact with them.”

“Mirrors, peach wood, crowing chickens, black dogs, glutinous rice, sour vinegar, and bell-ringing Taoists,” Yan Luoyu repeated softly several times before looking up earnestly, “Master, I will hide by day and travel by night, keeping my actions concealed, avoiding the seven things that the white zombie fears, and I will make my way to the Blood Tower as quickly as possible!”

Gu Han nodded, then spoke lightly to Yan Luoyu, “Next, I’ll draw you a map of the Blood Tower’s terrain in Beimang. Memorize it and then burn it. After that, you should set out as soon as possible!”

“Thank you, Master!” After nodding vigorously, Yan Luoyu said to Gu Han with a trembling voice, “Please, Master, you must take revenge for Brother Wu. He… because of me, he…”

“Rest assured, this monk knows what to do.”

Gu Han waved his hand to cut off Yan Luoyu’s pleading words, handed him the drawn map, and disappeared within the ruins of the temple.

Yan Luoyu tucked the map into his chest, knelt to the ground, and firmly kowtowed three times in the direction of the temple gate. Then, he turned and kowtowed three more times to the refined corpse before raising his head and speaking solemnly to it, “Brother Wu, ever since the Dadao Gang was destroyed by the Jinlian Gang, Yan Luoyu became the most despicable beggar on the streets. It was your presence that gave me dignity and showed me the path to martial arts. In my heart, you are like my parents reborn!”

Wiping away the tears streaming down his face, Yan Luoyu continued, “Brother Wu, the Master has gone to seek revenge for you. Take your time on the road to the netherworld. It won’t be long before you run into that despicable villain!”

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The Corpse Monk leaving the temple was unaware of the emotional speech Yan Luoyu was giving to the refined corpse. Despite his calm demeanor after reading the information left in Wu Fifty-eight’s body within the temple, he was actually feeling very troubled.

In recent years, the biggest buzz in Longzhou was the sudden upheaval in Longxi, with the rise of a millennium-old family catching everyone’s eye. All major forces were collecting information on the new alliance in Longxi, and the Ancient Blood Tower was no exception.

It goes without saying that the Tang Clan’s contemporary powerhouses are noteworthy, but so too are the promising younger generation that require close attention.

Having read Wei Ba’s left behind message, Gu Han was certain that the young man who took action in the Lotus Tavern was Longxi’s Pride, the peerless Tang Luo.

The spiritual pressure that scared the horse monkey to death, along with the phantom images of the Great Mighty Dragon and the Black Water Mysterious Snake, unmistakably revealed this person’s identity.

But shouldn’t Tang Luo be in Lanshan City? Why did he show up in Lianguan City? Could he also be here for that thing?

Gu Han felt extremely anxious, yet he knew that the more anxious he was, the more he needed to be calm and composed.

He made his way quietly back to Lianguan City, where Corpse Monk, in a secret abandoned courtyard underground, retrieved the information on the Li Family that Wei Ba had collected over the years.

The Ancient Blood Tower had planted spies in Lianguan City precisely to probe the Li Family.

The Li Family was once the royal family of Longzhou; had it not been for their refusal to yield to Saint Han a thousand years ago, they would not have ended up in such dire straits.

But a starving camel is still bigger than a horse; despite the Li Family’s lack of ambition, their ancient martial arts heritage still ranked them among the strong clans.

The Ancient Blood Tower’s target was the Li Family of Lianguan City’s “Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Chart.” Although the legend has it that this chart, a treasure of soul casting with the spirit of a king-class dragon, was lost on the day the Li imperial family was defeated, the Tower Master was convinced it was still in the hands of the Li Family in Lianguan City.

It’s just that the Li Family had hidden it too well, and over the years, almost everyone had forgotten what the true core martial arts of the Li Family was.

Initially, Corpse Monk wasn’t in a hurry, as, from the current situation, the news that the treasure map was still with the Li Family was known only to the Ancient Blood Tower. However, the sudden appearance of Tang Luo made him hesitant.

Rumor had it that the leader of Longxi was remarkably intelligent, bordering on the cunning of a demon. If he had also deduced that the treasure map was still in the hands of the Li Family and decided to compete with the Blood Tower for it, what should be done?

Therefore, the plan of action now was to find Tang Luo as quickly as possible and ascertain his intentions for appearing in Lianguan City!

Besides this matter, there was another important thing, which was the regular customer list of the Ancient Blood Tower.

Moving from above ground to underground signified that the Ancient Blood Tower had lost a large portion of its clientele, and now the two protectors, Corpse Monk and Bone Taoist, had to find a new source of customers.

There was no better candidate than clients who were supremely talented and yet limited in resources. Longxi’s Pride, the unparalleled Tang Luo, had always been at the top of the list for the Ancient Blood Tower to connect with.

Because what the Ancient Blood Tower possessed was precisely what Tang Luo currently needed the most!

Everyone said that Corpse Monk’s fateful cultivation was rare in the world, but what they didn’t know was that after reaching a high level in fateful cultivation, his divination and fortune-telling were also unparalleled.

Taking out three copper coins and a turtle shell from his bosom, the great monk dressed in a kasaya started divining and shaking the coins. After six attempts, the hexagram pointed—due north!

Corpse Monk opened his eyes, stored the turtle shell and copper coins in his bosom, rode on the wind, turned into a streak of black light, and swept towards the north.

Three hundred li later, Gu Han finally encountered Longxi’s Pride, as he had hoped.