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Chapter 3: Helpless Zombies
Chapter 3: Helpless Zombies
The Blood Spirit Technique, divided into nine levels, correlates each level with the corresponding layer of Qi Refining. The first three levels of Qi Refining are considered the early stage, the fourth to sixth levels the middle stage, and the final three levels the late stage.
Chu Xuan, having mastered the fourth level of the Blood Spirit Technique, was in the midst of the Qi Refining middle stage. Advancing to the fifth level would mark another step forward and grant him access to new spells.
More importantly, zombies are not ordinary humans. Slaying zombies does not invoke the celestial retribution that typically befalls those who kill fellow humans—a fortunate oversight!
Chu Xuan suddenly realized that he had stumbled upon an excellent opportunity. Not only could he continue advancing his blood arts without concern, but he could also utilize gu, poison techniques, or even refine corpse puppets without needing a traditional alchemical furnace.
Were these numerous zombies natural sources and readily available materials, weren't they?
"Moreover, with my current cultivation level, returning to the Mystic Azure Realm would still pose numerous dangers," he pondered. "Yet on this planet, I wield the power of life and death—a formidable force!"
Chu Xuan smiled. He could well utilize the zombies here to diligently cultivate his demonic techniques. Once he had amassed sufficient power, returning to his home would not be too late. "Let's continue collecting zombies," he decided.
Walking along the city streets, Chu Xuan soon chose a five-story shopping mall as his temporary base.
"Walmart..." he muttered, glancing at the sign before striding into the mall. On the first floor, numerous zombies roamed aimlessly, growling without purpose. Chu Xuan's presence quickly drew their attention, and in the next moment, they charged at him.
Chu Xuan laughed joyfully, "No rush, no rush, there's enough for everyone."
Moments later, on the fifth floor, Chu Xuan looked at the six bathtubs filled with blood before him. His face, initially weary from the bloodletting, now bore a satisfied smile. Such an abundance of blood would sustain his cultivation for a long time.
"However, constantly collecting blood is too tedious. Time to refine a few corpse puppets to work for me."
Chu Xuan scoured the mall but failed to find a suitable zombie. Refining a corpse into a corpse puppet required a body inherently strong, ideally muscular, and filled with deep resentment, which would make the corpse puppet incredibly powerful and vengeful, giving it an advantage against enemies.
However, the zombies in this mall hardly fit that description—they were emaciated and feeble, their roars lacking any vitality.
"Such feeble noises, they really zombies? Never mind, I'll rest for now and look around the area later; there must be some robust targets nearby."
Chu Xuan pulled over a lounge chair and laid down, not worried about zombie attacks. The Blood Steel Wire was always ready to protect him, reacting even faster than he could to any potential threats.
"Yes!"
Tang Hu, eyes gleaming with avarice, scoured his way up, his gaze practically shooting green beams.
Thump, thump!
Some zombies even leapt from higher floors, plummeting straight toward the commotion caused by the gaunt man. Greed surged within Tang Hu at the sight, and he headed straight for the fifth floor. Indeed, he encountered almost no zombies along the way.
However, upon reaching the fifth floor, Tang Hu froze. Numerous zombie corpses lay scattered about. Judging by the dryness of the blood, they had died not long before.
Had someone reached the fifth floor of the mall before him?
Scanning the area, Tang Hu's eyes quickly landed on a lounge chair in the middle of an open space. A young man in strange attire lay upon it, deeply asleep. Around him, six bathtubs brimmed with blood.
This bizarre scene made Tang Hu involuntarily swallow his saliva.
"So much food!"
His eyes then fell on the dozens of canned goods near the young man, and his greed intensified. He hurriedly began stuffing the cans into his backpack.
"You have a nice build," a calm voice suddenly sounded.
Startled, Tang Hu swiftly drew his machete and swung around to strike.
Clang!
A metallic ring echoed, sending a numbing shock through Tang Hu's wrist, nearly causing him to drop his blade. He turned to see the young man already standing, looking at him with keen interest. The gaze was peculiar as if he didn't regard Tang Hu as a person but rather as an object.
What frightened Tang Hu even more was the sight of a blood-red worm wriggling in the young man's palm. He swallowed hard. Since the outbreak of the zombie crisis, the world had become filled with too many unknown mysteries. A person who could symbiotically live with a worm was no ordinary being!
Sensing the gravity of the situation, Tang Hu wisely set down his backpack and raised his hands above his head. "Hey, man, all these belongings are yours. My brother-in-law is Zhao Hong, the Boss Zhao. Let's talk this through."