If your own life is in danger, and the fate of all people is at stake, why not exert every ounce of your strength? Are you saving it for after you die and go to the underworld to chat with Yama, the King of Hell?
Three hours later, the Lu family returned, covered in sweat, to report that eight or nine out of ten of the more than two hundred people in the Lu household had the death mark of a wise corpse on their bodies.
Eight or nine out of ten, nearly two hundred people, that's an astonishing number.
Ji Xiaoxiao examined the death marks on Lu Jingsheng and the other Lu family descendants. Although they were numerous, they only occupied a small area of their bodies. This indicated that the intelligent corpse was still weak and not a threat. Glutinous rice mixed with dog blood and lotus seed powder would be enough to destroy its foundation, disrupt its intelligence, and take its life.
Wise Corpse, as the name suggests, is a zombie with intelligence.
He knows his own limitations best. Since that intelligent corpse knows that he is still weak and vulnerable, there is no reason why it would plant death marks on nearly two hundred people at once, and specifically choose the residence of a national minister to attack.
The Grand Secretary is a high-ranking official, and his residence is heavily guarded. Any slight disturbance could expose his presence. Even assuming the Death Seal is successfully activated and the entire household of over two hundred people vanishes without a trace, the resulting commotion would be earth-shattering. Regardless of the Emperor's order for a thorough investigation, the fearful populace, concerned for their own safety, would be extremely cautious and vigilant. For the intelligent corpse to strike again would be virtually impossible. The intelligent corpse, renowned for its wisdom, would never choose to abandon the entire forest for a paltry gain.
However, harsh reality slapped those fantasies in the face.
The wise corpse did this; was it like the God of Longevity hanging himself, tired of living?
Or perhaps...
The term "intelligent corpse" sounds nice, but in the end, it's still a member of the zombie family. Zombies are rejected by the Heavenly Dao and want to do whatever they want, so the only way to survive is to wield a sword and slay the heavens, breaking through the rules and regulations imposed by the Heavenly Dao.
According to the Dao Tian, if a wise corpse wants to become a demon or a saint, it has no other way but to slaughter millions of living beings and devour countless souls.
The pursuit of greater power is an innate instinct ingrained in the bones of humans and other living beings alike. That weak, intelligent corpse has caused such a commotion, presumably aiming for instant success, to roam freely beyond the world's reach.
If that's the case, then within the imperial city, it's likely that the Lu family isn't the only ones with death marks.
"Lord Liao, please go and investigate secretly." Ji Xiaoxiao whispered in Liao Kongmin's ear, and Liao Kongmin felt a chill run down his spine, becoming more and more frightened as he listened.
“Master Xu.” Liao Kongmin’s brows furrowed deeply, revealing the turmoil in his heart.
"Do not make a fuss about it."
Ji Xiaoxiao didn't want to make this public unless absolutely necessary. Ancient people believed in gods and ghosts. If a wise corpse and its death mark suddenly appeared and were not handled properly, people would panic, the imperial city would be in chaos, and the wise corpse could take the opportunity to strike, leaving them with no chance to turn the tide.
"Yes." Liao Kongmin turned to leave, but Ji Xiaoxiao suddenly called him back, "Go prepare aged glutinous rice, century-old peach wood, green lotus seeds, ten-year-old rooster blood, and pure mountain spring water."
"this……."
"Saving lives is the priority; remember as much as you can."
Ji Xiaoxiao interrupted Liao Kongmin and waved for him to go downstairs to handle some business.
"Master Xu, what about us?" After Liao Kongmin left, the Lu family, having lost their leader, hurriedly sought advice from Ji Xiaoxiao.
On her way to the Lu residence, Ji Xiaoxiao secretly observed the imperial city. Apart from the thick, ink-like evil aura above the Lu residence, the rest of the city was quite bustling with activity.
It now appears that the intelligent corpse is hiding in the Lu residence.
"Make arrangements for your people to move out of the mansion immediately."
Home is the root. If you ask people to leave their roots, aren't you asking them to die?
"Master Xu, this..."
"I suspect that the intelligent corpse is currently hiding in the mansion."
"What?" The intelligent zombie that only wanted their lives was hiding right next to them.
Duckweed, without roots, still lives just fine. Moving, here we go.
In matters of life and death, the Lu family acted swiftly. In less than half a day, the once bustling and lively Grand Secretary's residence was deserted, empty and resembling a haunted house.
Ji Xiaoxiao stood at the gate of the Lu residence, bit her finger until it bled, and quickly drew a blood talisman in the air with her right hand to ward off evil and protect the house.
"Heaven attains oneness and becomes clear, earth attains oneness and becomes tranquil, spirit attains oneness and becomes divine, valleys attain oneness and become full, and all things attain oneness and come to life. In the ten directions of the world, in the void above and below, all kinds of gods descend and take their seats."
Ji Xiaoxiao shouted, "The talisman is complete!"
As the talisman was completed, Ji Xiaoxiao was severely injured. With a wave of her hand, she sent the blood talisman into the sky above the Lu residence.
Ji Xiaoxiao pulled Lu Rantu aside and solemnly instructed him, "Remember, absolutely no one is allowed to go in, and absolutely no one is allowed to touch the blood talisman. Once the blood talisman becomes ineffective, the consequences will be unimaginable."
"You...?" Are you alright?
Before Lu Rantu could finish speaking, Ji Xiaoxiao closed her eyes. If he hadn't caught her in time, Ji Xiaoxiao would definitely have fallen backward to the ground.
Meanwhile, inside the Ministry of Justice prison.
"Help! Help! Something terrible has happened!" The jailer shouted as he ran.
The jailer, distracted, tripped and fell. He glanced back at the dark passage behind him, shuddered, quickly got up, and continued running.
---Aside---
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