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

Chapter 871

But are inscription masters really that powerful?

Although the Inscription Master was powerful, Ling Yan Yan was not entirely convinced.

"Aren't you afraid of me?" Zhao Chengyun asked, slightly surprised by Ling Yanyan's reaction.

Ling Yanyan curled his lip and said, "Why should I be afraid of you?"

"Heh, do you know what? I've roamed the Great Wilderness Empire for years, and this is the first time I've encountered a little brat like you who doesn't take me seriously at all."

Zhao Chengyun snorted coldly and said, "However, your ability to break the sealing mechanism here is enough to prove your extraordinary talent. In that case, I will make an exception and accept you as my disciple."

"Uh!"

Upon hearing this, Ling Yanyan was stunned. He was an inscription master, how could he become someone else's disciple?

"Unwilling?" Seeing Ling Yanyan hesitate, Zhao Chengyun said coldly, "It is your honor that I personally recruited you. What are you hesitating for? Hurry up and agree."

"I reject!"

Ling Yanyan shook his head and refused without hesitation.

"You rejected me?" A hint of anger flashed between Zhao Chengyun's brows.

“Yes, I refuse!” Ling Yanyan said firmly.

Zhao Chengyun was silent for a moment, then suddenly grinned and said, "Are you afraid that I will kill you?"

Ling Yan Yan didn't speak, which was obviously an admission.

Zhao Chengyun laughed heartily, then waved his hand, signaling Ling Yanyan to get up, and said, "Little guy, don't worry, following me won't let you suffer any losses."

Ling Yanyan shook his head and said, "Master Zhao, I really will not join any faction, so I'm sorry, I cannot become your disciple."

Ling Yanyan wasn't stupid; he didn't believe in free lunches and there must be some kind of conflict of interest involved.

Zhao Chengyun's eyes narrowed slightly as he stared at Ling Yanyan and asked, "Little guy, are you sure?"

Ling Yanyan nodded and said, "Confirmed."

Zhao Chengyun pondered for a moment and said, "Since you are unwilling to join my sect, I will not force you. However, you must agree to one condition."

"What are the conditions?" Ling Yanyan raised an eyebrow and asked.

Zhao Chengyun said in a deep voice, "I want to take this mummified corpse with me."

“This!” Ling Yanyan hesitated.

"Don't worry, I won't embezzle it. I will bury it and won't take even a piece of its body," Zhao Chengyun hurriedly assured him.

Ling Yanyan pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay, I agree."

"Thank you." Zhao Chengyun nodded gratefully, then turned and left.

"Sigh!" Ling Yan Yan sighed, feeling quite frustrated. The treasure he had painstakingly unearthed had been snatched up by someone else.

Ling Yanyan shook his head and continued to look around, trying to find a way out.

The cave was extremely narrow, with no way out except for a passageway directly in front.

"Buzz!"

Just then, a ray of strange light emerged from Ling Yanyan's palm and hovered in front of him.

The strange light was pale gold, rippling through the void like waves on water.

"This is!" Looking at the golden light before him, Ling Yanyan immediately revealed a look of joy.

This golden light was the golden crystal core that Ling Yanyan had obtained before.

"Ding! Congratulations, host, you have obtained a golden martial soul!"

A system notification sound suddenly rang out.

Golden Martial Soul?

Ling Yanyan was taken aback and murmured, "...I didn't expect this golden martial soul to be so weak, only worth ten thousand taels of silver."

Ling Yanyan muttered to himself and threw the golden martial soul into his backpack.

"Ok?"

This scene made Zhao Chengyun frown, and he said in a deep voice, "You brat, what kind of attitude is this? Do you look down on my golden martial soul?"

Ling Yanyan glanced at Zhao Chengyun, shrugged, and said, "Grandmaster Zhao, please don't misunderstand, that's not what I meant. I just think your golden martial soul is too weak."

"Pfft!"

Beside her, Li Xueer couldn't help but cover her mouth and giggle.

Zhao Chengyun's face twitched a few times, and he said in a sinister tone, "You are insulting my golden martial spirit!"

"I'm sorry, I misspoke." Ling Yanyan smiled awkwardly and quickly apologized.

"Hmph! You're smart enough to know your place!" Zhao Chengyun nodded in satisfaction, then strode into the depths of the stone chamber.

Watching Zhao Chengyun gradually disappear from sight, Ling Yanyan exhaled a breath of stale air, then sat cross-legged in front of the stone platform, waiting quietly.