The other woman with a deformed face was so frightened that she didn't even have the courage to stand up. She sat on the ground and kept moving backwards, as if she could escape this way.
As she moved backward, she begged in fear, "You can't kill me. I'm an immortal. I still have many years to live. I can't die..." As she spoke, the woman actually started to cry, "Please let me go. I've sold my soul to become an immortal. If I die like this, I will really be reduced to ashes!"
Lan Ziye looked at the woman coldly and asked, "What's going on with the undead?"
The woman was stunned, her dislocated features hesitant, but when she saw Lan Ziye's clenched fist, she couldn't resist the threat and said, "We are actually all from over a thousand years ago. I'm not sure about the other people's situation, but it's probably similar to mine!"
"I remember that I was very weak and sickly at that time, and I could die at any time. One day, a man in a golden robe found me and gave me a pill, saying that it could cure my illness. I was already a person with one foot in the coffin, so when I heard this, I had to try it. I took the pill he gave me, and to my surprise, I got better immediately!"
"Later, that man found me again and said I had the extremely yin body he'd been looking for for a long time. If I could offer my soul to him to cultivate with, he would guarantee me eternal life! Actually, I was afraid and hesitant at the time, but he said that the elixir I took was poisonous, and if I didn't agree, I would die on the spot. I had finally regained my health and hadn't enjoyed a few days of good life yet, so naturally I didn't want to die, so I agreed to his request and offered my soul!"
"Later, that man taught me how to practice and constantly sought out other martial artists to absorb spiritual energy for me. He told me that only by constantly absorbing spiritual energy could I maintain my ageless appearance and eternal life. After I developed a certain level of ability myself, he gave me the name Eighteen and took me to meet other immortals."
"I and other undead people started looking for martial artists to absorb their spiritual energy. Sometimes when we couldn't find any martial artists, we would absorb the demonic energy from the demons."
After a pause, the woman continued, "We are controlled by the boss. We are just his puppets. We must complete the tasks he assigns us, otherwise our souls will be severely punished, like falling into purgatory, in excruciating pain, unable to die, and unable to be liberated! So, Twelve Young Master, considering that I have told you so much, please accompany me to meet our boss!"
"Is your boss the man in the golden robe?" Lan Ziye asked with narrowed eyes.
The woman nodded heavily.
"Then what is your relationship with the Wan family?" Lan Ziye asked again.
"Our boss serves the Wan family. Apart from this, we don't know anything else!" the woman said frankly.
"Then who is your boss? You can always tell me, right?" Lan Ziye asked.
"I really don't know our boss's real name!" the woman said timidly. "I only know that everyone calls him Third Brother!"
Third brother? What's that?
Lan Ziye turned to look at Chu Xixuan who was already walking towards him.
Chu Xixuan shrugged and said, "I only recently learned about the undead. They were hiding it very well!"
Okay! Lan Ziye took a deep breath and asked in vain.
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