At half past one in the afternoon, the sunlight was scorching, the street was covered in dust, slightly bumpy, and radiated scorching heat, distorting the air.
A dust-covered taxi parked on the roadside, not far from the archway of the Wuhen Hotel. Zhang Yuanqing, with a backpack, put on his baseball cap and mouth cover, and got out of the car. "Young man, are you going back to Songhai? I can wait for you!" the driver uncle stuck his head out, enthusiastically shouting at his back. Although he had made a good profit on this trip, he wanted to make another one.
"My Iceberg Beauty Wife"
Zhang Yuanqing thought for a moment, then turned back and said, "I'll go back tonight, why don't you wait? Take care!" The driver stepped on the gas and left.
Zhang Yuanqing lowered the brim of his hat and strode through the parking space in front of the shop, pushing open the lobby door. A strong gust of cold air roared in. Zhang Yuanqing's spirits lifted, feeling comfortable all over.
Aunt Xiaoyuan stood in front of the counter, still wearing the same white shirt and burgundy suit uniform, tall and buxom, with bright features. Xiaoyuan glanced at him and said indifferently, "Follow me!" With that, she left the counter and walked towards the inside of the hotel, her high heels clicking.
"Why is this woman's attitude sometimes cold and sometimes warm?" Zhang Yuanqing quickly followed, entering the elevator. They arrived on the third floor. Xiaoyuan took out her employee card from her pocket and swiped open the door of room 306.
"The level 3 Enchantment Fiend you wanted, with an experience value of about 30%-60%, is quite strong, and is the leader of a black gang in Jinshan City. He has done a lot of heinous things." Xiaoyuan leaned against the door, arms crossed. Zhang Yuanqing entered the room and saw a man lying quietly on the bed. He was about 35 years old, with a thin face, a well-proportioned and strong body, and full muscles, without any excess fat.
He checked him carefully, confirmed that the body had no obvious external injuries, and no broken bones, and nodded in satisfaction.
The flesh is equivalent to the material, and it must be intact. Missing arms and legs are definitely not good, and this body is in very good condition, which shows that Xiaoyuan put her heart into it. "How long has he been dead?" he asked again.
The death time of the "material" is best controlled within 12 hours, because the concentration of the spiritual body remaining in the body directly determines the quality of the "material." "He was hunted down this morning," she said.
Zhang Yuanqing nodded again in satisfaction, took off his backpack, and took out twenty bundles of thick paper money, 10,000 in each bundle. "This is the reward." Xiaoyuan was stunned for a moment, her face suddenly turned cold, and she said, "No reward is needed. Helping you hunt down the Enchantment Fiend is my promise. It is itself a way to repay your favor." Her gaze lingered on the 200,000 yuan in cash for a few seconds, then firmly moved away.
"Does she think I'm pitying her? She's so sensitive. Even a little bit of kindness can easily poke her self-esteem." Zhang Yuanqing said in a deep voice, "The favor is owed to me by Kou Beiyue, and he should repay it himself. And now, I want to repay the favor I owe you." Xiaoyuan frowned and was silent.
The hotel business is not very good, and the overall environment has been sluggish in recent years, making it difficult to make money. She has a lot of pressure to maintain the expenses of her small team. Wuhen Dashi's team is not just her and Kou Beiyue.
200,000 yuan in cash is very important. Zhang Yuanqing seized the opportunity and said angrily, "If you repay the favor that Kou Beiyue owes me, it makes me seem like an outsider. Isn't I even as good as that idiot in Aunt Xiaoyuan's heart?" "Yes!" Xiaoyuan said.
Zhang Yuanqing: "..."
A smile flashed in Xiaoyuan's eyes, but she quickly hid it, keeping a cold face, and said, "But you're right. Kou Beiyue's favor should be repaid by himself. He's already 16 years old. He should take on some things himself." Zhang Yuanqing took the opportunity to hand over the two hundred thousand yuan in cash.
Xiaoyuan, holding bundles of paper money, was about to leave after closing the door, when she suddenly stopped and said, "I originally wanted to help you hunt down an older woman, but such targets are rare, and you were urging me too much. Next time you want to refine a Yin Corpse, remember to tell me half a month in advance. As for the reward..." She looked down at the large bundle of paper money on her chest, and the corners of her mouth turned up, "It's still 200,000." Bang! The door closed...
She actually joked with me? And it's still a joke in this area! Zhang Yuanqing was dumbfounded. However, Xiaoyuan, what I like is warm and gentle older women, not cold ones.
After a burst of joy, he suppressed his emotions and turned his attention to the business at hand.
Zhang Yuanqing successively took out a small white porcelain bowl, a writing brush, cinnabar, body fluids extracted from the zombie, and black soil from barren graves that had accumulated Yin energy, all poured into the white porcelain bowl, and then quickly stirred with the pen holder. Before long, the objects in the bowl were mixed into a viscous, slurry-like dark brown substance.
He walked to the bed, used the Bloodthirsty Blade to cut open the clothes on the body, held the bowl in one hand and the brush in the other, dipped the "ink", and drew spiritual runes on the body of this Enchantment Fiend. After a person dies, the spiritual body will gradually dissipate. During this process, although the spiritual body remains in the body, it has actually separated from the body.
It's like the relationship between a cup and water. The water is in the cup, but it's not one with the cup.
Therefore, the first step in refining a Yin Corpse is to let the remaining spiritual body in the body re-integrate with the flesh.
Only in this way can a Yin Corpse with low intelligence be refined. A Yin Corpse without intelligence is equivalent to a puppet that cannot move, which is of little significance. In addition, after the spiritual body is reunited with the body.
Some attributes will be retained, usually a passive skill.
The Enchantment Fiend in the extraordinary stage has only one passive—Rage!
Zhang Yuanqing concentrated his energy and focused his attention. Every stroke was carefully engraved. In addition to ensuring that the spiritual runes were engraved correctly, the Taiyin power infused in each stroke had to be the same. Uneven infusion of Taiyin power would lead to an imbalance in the structure of the formation, and all efforts would be wasted.
More than ten minutes later, the spiritual runes were engraved. Twisted and different incantations were harmoniously and regularly connected together, forming an eerie and beautiful formation. Zhang Yuanqing clearly felt that the spiritual body remaining inside the corpse was gradually merging into the flesh and blood, returning to this already cold body.
"It's done!"
Zhang Yuanqing let out a heavy breath, his face full of joy.
Although spiritual runes are the talent skill of the Night Wanderer, mastering spiritual runes is only the foundation. Whether it can be successful in one go depends on proficiency. In this regard, there is a big gap between novices and veterans.
Zhang Yuanqing, who was refining a Yin Corpse for the first time, took a deep breath and took out two glass test tubes from his backpack, filled with purple and red liquids respectively. The purple liquid was the blood of a powerful Yin creature, produced in the Night Wanderer's exclusive spirit realm.
The red liquid is the juice of a plant called "Blood Hand Flower", which contains powerful vitality.
The former is used to nourish the Yin Corpse, giving it evil spirit and Yin energy. The latter is to revitalize the cold corpse, make the joints no longer stiff, and restore the flexibility of the muscles. In simpler terms, it is the lubricant that makes the rusty gears turn again.
Finally, Zhang Yuanqing took out an amber-like crystal, which was the most expensive of all the materials, worth two million. It is a material from the spirit realm exclusive to Earth Golems, containing powerful earth attribute spiritual power, and has strong tolerance, and can be integrated with most things. The attribute he chose for the Yin Corpse was "Earth", which he had decided long ago after careful consideration.
The Enchantment Fiend is a good fighter, and its melee ability is among the best in all professions, but the mediocre self-healing ability and defense are the weaknesses of the Enchantment Fiend. Between self-healing ability and defense, Zhang Yuanqing chose the latter.
Because Yin Corpses do not get tired and do not feel pain, self-healing ability is a bit of a tasteless skill, while defense is different. As a puppet, a tool, it will be damaged. Especially when encountering powerful opponents, it is possible for them to be skinned and boned.
In this way, the Yin Corpse will be scrapped.
Zhang Yuanqing poured the purple and red liquids into the small bowl, mixed them with the viscous liquid, and stirred them a few times quickly.
He dipped the diluted liquid with the writing brush and began to draw formations on the floor of the room. It is worth mentioning that the hotel floor is covered with wooden boards and floor tiles. If it were replaced with a red carpet, Zhang Yuanqing would be dumbfounded. Drawing formations is more complicated and difficult than drawing on a corpse. To ensure that there are no mistakes, Zhang Yuanqing drew extremely slowly.
After all, there is only one copy of the material.
Half an hour later, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling a sense of exhaustion, as if he had spent a day building blocks as a child and finally completed them. Zhang Yuanqing picked up the corpse of the Enchantment Fiend and gently placed it in the center of the formation, then placed the yellow crystal on the corpse's chest.
"Success or failure depends on this!"
He retreated to the edge of the formation and gently pressed his palm on one corner, continuously infusing Taiyin power.
In an instant, the room was filled with Yin wind, the temperature dropped sharply, and dry incantations lit up with purple, black, and red light.
Black and purple light merged into the corpse, condensing into Yin Sha energy, and red light nourished the corpse, making the pale skin glow with vitality. Seeing this, Zhang Yuanqing immediately increased the transmission of Taiyin power. The black, purple, and red colors soared, rushing straight to the ceiling, magnificent and dazzling.
The yellow crystal on the corpse's chest was like a melting ice cream, absorbed by the Yin Corpse.
The Yin Corpse lying in the center of the formation suddenly opened its eyes, its gaze sinister and violent. A powerful and unparalleled force burst out from its body, turning into a Yin wind and blowing up the curtains and bed sheets. "It's done!" Zhang Yuanqing was overjoyed.
No, there is still one last step... He strode into the formation, bit his fingertip, and drew a circle on the Yin Corpse's forehead. As soon as the circle was formed, it disappeared into the Yin Corpse's body, and in Zhang Yuanqing's sea of consciousness, there was an identical circle.
This is the master's mark, and it is also the medium for manipulating the Yin Corpse.
This mark has two functions. One is to issue instructions to the Yin Corpse, assigning it to complete a certain task, but it can only be relatively simple and superficial tasks, such as killing enemies. For commands that require technical content, the low-intelligence Yin Corpse cannot understand and execute them, such as drawing.
The second is to use the mark as a medium to take over the Yin Corpse's body, manipulating it like manipulating a spirit servant. In this state, the Yin Corpse can perform various precise operations. "Let's see what abilities this guy has retained, and what attributes the yellow crystal has given it." Immediately, Zhang Yuanqing concentrated his energy and divided a wisp of thought, merging it into the mark in his sea of consciousness.
The next moment, he felt like he had been "split open". He felt two selves, possessing two bodies. At the same time, through the Yin Corpse's perspective, he saw himself wearing narrow-legged capri pants and a white t-shirt. This feeling was not unfamiliar. He felt the same when he possessed Xiao Doubi.
"Damn it, the Yin Corpse's physique is stronger than my own!" After figuring out the Yin Corpse's attributes, Zhang Yuanqing was shocked.
First of all, the Yin Corpse's physique is stronger than his current body as a level 3 Enchantment Fiend. Moreover, Zhang Yuanqing felt a fighting will stirring in this body. It was as if he was born to fight. The desire and confidence in battle were not possessed by Zhang Yuanqing's original body.
"Is this the normal state of the Enchantment Fiend, as if it has been given a fighting talent?" Secondly, the passive of Rampage Upon Seeing Blood was preserved, which is also the only passive skill of the Enchantment Fiend. Enchantment and Mark, as active skills, have returned to the spirit realm.
But what really made Zhang Yuanqing happy were the three attributes given by the yellow crystal: First, during combat, the Yin Corpse can actively absorb the power of the earth to enhance its stamina, without the need for the master to nourish it with Taiyin power. It is worth mentioning that the Yin Corpse also has its limits and is not a perpetual motion machine. After the Taiyin power in its body is exhausted, the master needs to replenish it.
Second, the defense of the skin and flesh is enhanced.
Although it has not reached the point of copper skin and iron bones, ordinary blades and bullets can hardly affect it. Third, summon stone armor.
This attribute is an active skill. The Yin Corpse can convert the earth attribute spiritual power stored in its body into impenetrable stone armor, which can be maintained for three minutes. The stone armor has extremely strong defense, even if it encounters an Enchantment Fiend's profession item of the same level that is good at breaking armor, it can withstand it for one minute. "Without using props, I feel that the Yin Corpse is a little bit stronger than my body. No wonder they say that a Night Wanderer with a Yin Corpse is different from a single Night Wanderer. No wonder that group of scholars ranked me 11th."
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,,"
Zhang Yuanqing suddenly realized.
He couldn't help but wonder how strong the combat power of Zhao Chenghuang, who was ranked first and had a level 4 Yin Corpse, would be.
Even if the Yin Corpse has lost most of the skills of the Saint, as long as it retains one, it can crush most transcendentals with the physique of the Saint. And this does not even count Zhao Chenghuang's own combat power.
I was too confident before. Fortunately, I now have a Yin Corpse, and the gap has narrowed. The arena competition will be in two days. I will make a stunning appearance with my Yin Corpse at that time." He confidently took the Yin Corpse out of the room and took the elevator back to the first floor. Xiaoyuan, who was at the front desk, heard the movement and looked sideways.
She paused on the Yin Corpse with its evil spirit, and said indifferently:
"You better get him a pair of sunglasses and a mask. You don't want to be asked for your ID card by the security guard when you walk on the street, do you?" Zhang Yuanqing glanced back at the Yin Corpse and stroked his chin: "That makes sense!
"By the way, I haven't named him yet, Aunt Xiaoyuan. Do you have any suggestions?" Xiaoyuan taunted: "Just call him Undead One. It suits your taste." Zhang Yuanqing's eyes lit up: "Good name, that's it." The spirit servant is called Xiao Doubi, and the Yin Corpse is called Undead One. Everyone has a bright future. Xiaoyuan: "Aunt Xiaoyuan, the arena competition is the day after tomorrow. Wait for me to win the championship. Well, getting into the top three is definitely no problem." Zhang Yuanqing didn't say anything definite. Xiaoyuan looked at him: "You'll be lucky to get into the top five. Wanna bet?" Zhang Yuanqing refused to accept it. "What do you want to bet?" Xiaoyuan accepted the challenge.
If it were Little Royal Uncle, the bet would definitely be a date or a kiss, but I am a serious person. Zhang Yuanqing thought for a while and said: "The loser will go to bed with the winner!" Then he and the Yin Corpse were thrown out of the hotel by Xiaoyuan.
"Just kidding, really..." Zhang Yuanqing fled away in disgrace. Two days later, early morning.
Zhang Yuanqing had breakfast, washed up, returned to his room, and locked the door. He summoned the Yin Corpse Undead One from the closet, put on his fanny pack, and put in the Cat King speaker. He silently waited for nine o'clock to arrive.
According to the official announcement, the way to enter the arena competition is the same as entering a copy. You only need to wait for the spirit realm prompt sound at home. The opening ceremony is at nine o'clock in the morning. "Wait!" Zhang Yuanqing suddenly remembered something. If that Yin Ji is really the Demon Lord's lover, she must have seen the Cat King speaker. After all, this prop cannot be put into the item bar. If she finds out that I have the Cat King speaker, although it won't lead her to think that I am the Demon Lord's successor, she will definitely question me and ask me questions. It will only cause trouble. Thinking of this, he quickly untied his fanny pack.
"You should continue to lie in the drawer, alas, I lost a powerful auxiliary prop," he thought with regret. Time passed by, and finally it was nine o'clock.
ps: I will fix the typos after updating.