Chapter 021
I'm going to...what...
When Cheng Hui woke up and opened his eyes, he saw a man in gray clothes smiling viciously and rushing towards him.
Oh my god...what the hell?
Cheng Hui was startled and instinctively dodged.
However, his body was too weak and he was unable to dodge and was knocked down by the man in gray.
Cheng Hui was completely confused and had no idea what was going on.
He had quite a bit of experience in fighting, but the lack of control over his body was a big problem. He could only barely grab the gray-clothed man's hands and roll on the ground with him.
Fortunately, this man in gray was a little stronger but obviously lacked intelligence, so Cheng Hui was able to rely on some tricks to barely hold on for a while.
Unfortunately, the difference in strength between the two sides was absolute. Cheng Hui roughly estimated that if he continued like this, he could only hold on for two or three minutes at most.
"Hehe, junior brother's natal mysterious corpse is indeed different from others. It can actually last for so long in my corpse refining hands." A very uncomfortable voice suddenly sounded.
Only then did Cheng Hui discover that there was a man in green standing not far away. Next to him stood a green-faced and fanged corpse. The corpse had a layer of fur on its body and its skin was covered with scales. It did not look like a human.
At this time, Lin Qingyang had been knocked to the ground by him, and a foot was stepped on his chest, making him unable to get up.
Cheng Hui was immediately furious when he saw this. "How dare you, an adult, bully a child? How shameless!"
"Huihui..." Lin Qingyang was overjoyed to see Cheng Hui wake up, but when he called him, he inexplicably felt a sense of grievance.
After hearing this cry, Cheng Hui felt distressed. How old is this child, and he is being bullied like this? I, a grown man, can't even protect a child?
This world is so fucked up!
Cheng Hui didn't know that while he felt sorry for Lin Qingyang, Lin Qingyang himself was also surprised that there was actually a sense of grievance mixed in his emotions.
Why don't you want me anymore? Why don't you protect me? You clearly said you would always be with me, to accompany me and protect me, but you broke your promise...
All the bitter emotions almost made Lin Qingyang cry. Even though he quickly came to his senses and suppressed these emotions, when he looked at Cheng Hui again, he couldn't help but feel a bit sad.
Lin Qingyang was sure that something unknown must have happened between him and Cheng Hui.
He even suspected that his rebirth as an eight-year-old child might be related to this incident.
He lowered his eyes to hide the deep thought in them, his face showing a confused and helpless expression, but not too much panic.
For many people, being stepped on is an act that is not very harmful but extremely insulting. He even suspected that the man in green did it on purpose, deliberately provoking him to resist more fiercely, so that he would have the opportunity to "accidentally" injure him more seriously, or even directly destroy the foundation of his cultivation.
Even though he rarely left the Thirteen Peaks, he knew that the conflict between the Xuanshi Sect and the Puppet Sect had become more intense in recent times, and undercurrents were surging within the Corpse Puppet Sect. Everyone knew that there would be a war between the two factions, but how this war would break out was uncertain.
In fact, Lin Qingyang was not as angry as the man in green imagined.
This level of insult barely hurt him.
The day he became a blood slave, he had already given up all his unnecessary self-esteem. When even surviving tomorrow becomes a luxury, then many things can be given up.
Lin Qingyang might not be able to swallow his pride, but in this obviously weak situation, being a little submissive is definitely the right choice.
He didn't care about this humiliation. Anyway, he had already recorded this person in the little notebook in his heart. When he had achieved success in the future, he would find all those who had bullied him and settle the accounts with them one by one.
But the premise of all this is that Huihui cannot get hurt.
Lin Qingyang doesn't want to cause trouble, but that doesn't mean he can tolerate others bullying Cheng Hui.
His right hand, hidden beneath his body, flashed a dark bloody color, and his fingers gradually deformed, forming sharp protrusions.
The man in green did not notice his little movement, his entire attention was on Cheng Hui.
He saw that Lin Qingyang was only at the fifth level of Qi Refining, which meant that his corpse refining was at most at the zombie level.
A walking corpse is at most a corpse that has just been resurrected. Even if it is refined as a natal corpse, its intelligence cannot be fully developed.
However, Cheng Hui's performance broke his usual perception.
It was obvious that his zombie was superior in every aspect, but this zombie cleverly used some techniques to entangle with his own zombie.
Even though their fight now looked like a fight between rookies, the man in green knew very well that this kid must have some special method to make a junior zombie show such wisdom.
Could it be that... their Xuanshi Sect had invented some new refining method that could give rise to a more complete spiritual intelligence?
The man in green was immediately moved.
The biggest difference between the Xuanshi Sect and the Puppet Sect lies in their attitude towards corpses.
The Xuanshi Sect refines its own Xuanshi as its own partner. The feelings between them can be family, friendship, or love.
Sometimes, when they are in mortal danger, monks are even willing to sacrifice their own lives to protect their refined corpses.
On the other hand, the Puppet Faction treated these refined corpses completely as tools.
Perhaps there are gains and losses. Although the Xuanshi Sect can only possess natal Xuanshi, their natal Xuanshi are like living people after a certain level of refining. As long as they reach the level of bronze armor corpses, they will have a fairly complete spiritual intelligence. When necessary, they can even actively cooperate with the monks.
The puppet faction is not so good. The puppets they create have basically no independent ability and rely entirely on their control.
This requires them to master the skills of multitasking. Although their puppet sect has special skills that can be used to train in this method, they still need to control them themselves. If those puppets can have more complete intelligence, it will undoubtedly greatly enhance their strength.
However, the main idea of their Puppet Sect is to control more refined corpses. It is impossible for them to cultivate a natal Xuan corpse wholeheartedly like the Xuan Corpse Sect. In this way, how can their puppets compare with the natal Xuan corpse?
Now he suddenly realized that there was a way to improve the intelligence of puppets, which would be equivalent to helping a large number of puppet monks improve their strength. Of course, he would pay close attention to it.
Seeing that there was no one around, the man in green couldn't help but have some other thoughts.
It is not allowed for fellow disciples to kill each other, but if he captures the person and tortures him to find out the method to improve the intelligence of corpse refining, then even if someone from the Xuanshi Sect attacks, his own master will definitely be able to protect him.
Besides, what secrets could an eight-year-old boy keep? If you scared him, he might tell you everything.
The man in green's eyes lit up, as if he had discovered a secret treasure.
He ordered the bronze-armored corpse guarding him to attack Cheng Hui as well. Since he had decided to take action, this zombie that had developed obvious intelligence was the best evidence and he had to be taken away.
When Lin Qingyang saw this scene, he felt a nameless anger deep in his heart.
Why is it always like this?
Why do these people always want to hurt his Huihui!
His Huihui clearly didn't do anything, so why can't anyone blame him if there's anything going on?
If Lin Qingyang hadn't seen that the bronze-armored corpse had no intention of killing Cheng Hui, he might have lost control.
Fortunately, the bronze-armored corpse left, which provided him with some convenience. As long as he could successfully launch a sneak attack, without a commander, neither the bronze-armored corpse nor the wandering corpse would be a problem.
Just before he was about to attack, a man's cold voice suddenly came from not far away: "What are you doing!"
Lin Qingyang's expression changed slightly, and his deformed right hand was hidden again, slowly returning to its original shape.
At this time, Cheng Hui had been besieged by the bronze-armored corpses and wandering corpses and fell to the ground. His body was already very inflexible and now he had difficulty turning over.
Oh no! Why is Ouyang Zheng here?
The man in green saw Ouyang Zheng walking towards him quickly and cursed his bad luck.
In fact, Ouyang Zheng cannot be considered a member of the Xuanshi School but rather belongs to the neutral school. He did refine his own Xuanshi, but he did not rule out refining other puppets.
The fact that the Corpse Puppet Sect has been able to survive for so many years without completely splitting up is definitely due to the contributions of these centrists.
It is precisely because they are centrists that places like the Law Enforcement Hall have always been controlled by them. Only they can make relatively fair punishments, which can be regarded as a common compromise between the two factions.
"It turns out to be Senior Brother Ouyang." The man in green greeted him reluctantly.
Ouyang Zheng glanced at Lin Qingyang, who was being stepped on by him, and then at Cheng Hui, who was being tied up like a twist, with an unhappy expression on his face: "What are you doing?"
The man in green secretly curled his lips, but smiled and said, "I was very happy to see this junior brother, so I had a sparring match with him."
Ouyang Zheng's mouth twitched. The reason why he was so nice to Lin Qingyang of the Xuanshi Sect was really because of the contrast with the Puppet Sect.
I don't know if it's because like attracts like or what, but most of the puppet factions he met had bad character. Someone like him who told lies all the time was considered pretty good. There were also some fools who dared to provoke him in front of them.
His face was cold: "Is the sparring over now? Can you let go of my junior brother... and his corpse?"
The man in green looked at Cheng Hui unwillingly: "Brother, there is a prize in our competition..."
Ouyang Zheng narrowed his eyes and sneered, "You don't mean to say that his prize is his natal Xuan corpse, do you?"
The man in green originally wanted to say that. Anyway, Lin Qingyang was knocked to the ground by him, so he had no choice but to listen to him.
Unfortunately, Ouyang Zheng is not someone who can be fooled easily. If it were someone else from the neutral faction, perhaps due to the strength of their puppet faction, they would let him take Cheng Hui away.
But Ouyang Zheng was notorious for not giving face to anyone, so his words were indeed not credible.
No one would believe that the people of Xuanshi Sect would use their own Xuanshi as a bet.
In the end, the man in green could only leave in disappointment.
But before he left, the look he gave Cheng Hui made both Lin Qingyang and Cheng Hui realize that this matter was not over yet...
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