I forge eternal life with the Dao seed

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Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.

Xu Yanran lay on her soft bed, her thoughts in turmoil as she recalled Zhao Heng's earlier words.

"What did Senior Brother Zhao mean? Is he planning to come over tonight..."

She couldn't help but listen intently to the sounds coming from the next room, only to hear Zhao Heng making strange, labored noises.

Xu Yanran couldn't help but wonder what kind of training Zhao Heng was doing. It sounded exhausting.

Time passed minute by minute.

The night deepened, and all was silent. Even the chirping of insects in the courtyard had faded away.

"Tap, tap, tap!"

In the quiet of the night, a soft knocking sound came from outside Zhao Heng's door, sudden and urgent.

After a moment, the door opened, and Zhao Heng, drenched in sweat, peeked out.

Under the moonlight, a graceful and voluptuous figure stood at the door. When Zhao Heng took a closer look, he was shocked.

"City Lord's Wife!"

Standing outside was none other than the city lord's wife, a mature and enchanting beauty, exuding charm and allure.

Draped in a luxurious cloak, the city lord's wife stood under the moonlight, adorned with jewelry, her lips red and her skin as delicate as if it could be pierced with a touch. Truly, the moonlight made her even more captivating!

Zhao Heng was momentarily stunned before asking, "City Lord's Wife, what brings you here at this hour? Is something the matter?"

The beautiful woman's eyes, like autumn waters, gazed directly at Zhao Heng as she spoke softly.

"The night is long, and I cannot sleep. I thought I'd come and chat with you, young master."

Zhao Heng glanced at the dark, silent courtyard and hesitated slightly.

"What? Are you not welcoming me, young master?"

Zhao Heng forced a laugh and gently opened the door.

"Of course not, Madam. Your visit is an honor. Please, come in!"

The city lord's wife smiled and stepped inside, looking around the room. When she turned back to Zhao Heng, she was surprised. "Young master, why are you drenched in sweat?"

Zhao Heng smiled mysteriously. "Madam, you wouldn't know, but I'm practicing a secret technique that can 'unblock all things.'"

"Unblock all things?"

The beautiful woman looked puzzled but asked suggestively, "Can it really unblock all things? Are you teasing me, young master?"

"I wouldn't dare deceive you, Madam."

Hearing this, the woman's face bloomed with a seductive smile.

"Young master, you're making me curious. Why don't you demonstrate it for me?"

As she spoke, the city lord's wife gently removed her cloak.

The smooth, silky cloak slid down her alluring curves, revealing a sheer, form-fitting gown. In the flickering candlelight, her body was clearly visible beneath the fabric.

"Gulp!"

Zhao Heng couldn't help but stare, his throat dry and his body stiff.

Seeing Zhao Heng's dumbfounded expression, the city lord's wife swayed her devilish figure and teased, "Young master, weren't you going to demonstrate your secret technique? Hurry up, I'm getting impatient."

"Phew...!"

Zhao Heng took a deep breath, trying to calm himself, and rubbed his hands together. "Well, Madam, before I demonstrate, I need to make some preparations."

"What kind of preparations, young master?" the woman asked, surprised.

Zhao Heng pulled out a bundle of rope from somewhere, a mysterious smile on his face.

"Madam, have you ever heard of a long-lost binding technique?"

The woman was momentarily stunned but then gave him an ambiguous smile.

"Young master, I didn't expect you to have so many tricks up your sleeve at such a young age!"

Zhao Heng chuckled and had the city lord's wife sit on a long chair. He then began to wrap the rope around her body, securing her to the chair in a peculiar yet beautiful arrangement.

The city lord's wife looked at him with longing eyes and said in a sweet voice, "Young master, I'll do whatever you want. Now, show me your secret technique."

Zhao Heng grinned wickedly and eagerly stepped forward. He undid his belt, reached into his pants, and pulled out a black, gleaming... panther-head dagger!

"Ha!"

With a sudden shout, Zhao Heng swung the blade down in a flash of cold light.

"Thud!"

The city lord's wife's delicate head flew off, blood spraying three feet high like a fountain.

Strangely, the blood that gushed out was pitch black and carried a strong, rotting stench.

Even more bizarre, the head that had rolled into the corner was still staring at Zhao Heng, its mouth moving.

"Young master, give me back my body... give me back my body..."

Seeing this horrifying scene, Zhao Heng felt a chill run down his spine. Without hesitation, he rushed forward and slashed the head in two, finally putting an end to it.

Zhao Heng's eyes gleamed with cold light. Before the city lord's wife had entered the room, he had already used his Qi Observation Technique to inspect her. He had discovered that she was already a corpse.

But how could a corpse speak and move?

Zhao Heng felt a shiver run through him. He slowly walked to the door and gently pushed it open with the tip of his blade.

Outside, the moonlight was still bright, and the night was serene. A gentle breeze rustled the bamboo in the courtyard, and ripples spread across the pond. Everything seemed normal.

But eerily, the lanterns hanging along the corridors had all lit up.

And the light they emitted was a deep, bloody red!

The crimson glow fell on Zhao Heng's face and body, sending a chill through him and raising goosebumps.

Just as Zhao Heng

Under the bloody light, a group of figures emerged from the front courtyard, staggering like zombies as they surged toward him.

Zhao Heng knew something was wrong. In a flash, he burst into Xu Yanran's room, ignoring her startled cry, and jumped onto her bed.

"Ah... Senior Brother Zhao, what are you doing? We're not married yet, this... this isn't right!"

Xu Yanran struggled, both embarrassed and frightened, but Zhao Heng scooped her up and carried her off the bed.

Covering her mouth, Zhao Heng whispered urgently, "Shh... something's wrong, Miss Xu!"

Zhao Heng pulled Xu Yanran to the door, and the two peered outside.

From the front courtyard, a group of pale-faced, blank-eyed figures shuffled toward them like puppets.

From their appearance and clothing, it was clear they were the servants and maids of the city lord's mansion.

"What... what happened to them?"

Xu Yanran was also frightened by the sight.

Just then.

"Ah... help!"

A piercing scream came from the room across the courtyard, shattering the silence of the night.

"Ah... that's Senior Brother Ye's room! He's in trouble!"

Xu Yanran was horrified. At the same time, Xiao Chun'er, who was next door to Ye Bufan, was also awakened.

She rushed out of her room and saw the group of "zombies" surging from the front courtyard.

At the same time, Ye Bufan's door was flung open, and he stumbled out, covered in blood.

His lower body was especially mangled, a gruesome sight.

As soon as he emerged, a figure pounced on him from behind—it was the city lord's daughter, the same enchanting beauty from earlier.

Now, however, her pupils were a dull gray, and she was chewing on a large chunk of flesh.

She knocked Ye Bufan to the ground and began tearing into his flesh.

Xiao Chun'er, though shocked, acted quickly. She kicked the city lord's daughter with all her might.

As a first-level Bone Forging Realm cultivator, Xiao Chun'er's kick was powerful. The city lord's daughter was sent flying several feet, her shoulder dislocated.

But she merely rolled on the ground and then lunged back with a snarl.

At the same time, the servants and maids from the front courtyard, drawn by the scent of fresh blood, suddenly accelerated, charging forward like ravenous beasts.

Seeing this, Xu Yanran's face turned pale.

"Corpse... corpse refinement! This is a demonic technique!"

Zhao Heng was also shocked. If that was the case, then there was a demonic cultivator in the city. No wonder he had been feeling uneasy these past two days.

Realizing the gravity of the situation, Xiao Chun'er's expression also changed.

She immediately shouted to Xu Yanran and Zhao Heng, "Come help!"

At this point, Ye Bufan was on the verge of death, and the city lord's daughter was still tearing into him. The scene was horrifying.

Hearing Xiao Chun'er's call, Zhao Heng didn't move. Instead, he turned and tried to pull Xu Yanran away to escape.

But to his surprise, Xu Yanran rushed forward, intent on saving Ye Bufan.

Zhao Heng cursed under his breath. This was why, in times of chaos, the first to die were always the selfless!

Sure enough, as soon as Xu Yanran charged out, Xiao Chun'er also reached Ye Bufan's side.

The barely conscious Ye Bufan, seeing Xiao Chun'er coming to his rescue, reached out weakly.

"Junior Sister Xiao... save me!"

But what he saw was Xiao Chun'er's cold, emotionless gaze.

In the next moment, Xiao Chun'er grabbed Ye Bufan's hand, but instead of helping him, she yanked him up and kicked him hard.

Ye Bufan's bloodied body flew toward Xu Yanran and Zhao Heng.

The group of refined corpses, drawn by the scent of blood, immediately changed direction and charged toward them.

Ye Bufan's body hit the ground and was instantly swarmed by the corpses, which began devouring him. In moments, he was silent.

The remaining corpses turned their attention to Xu Yanran and Zhao Heng.

Meanwhile, Xiao Chun'er, having done her part, dashed out of the courtyard and fled toward the front gate.

As she left, she glanced back at her three companions, her eyes cold.

"In times of crisis, everyone fends for themselves. I, Xiao Chun'er, don't want to die here. You'll have to be the sacrifice."

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