Dragons had no custom of eating zombies.
If she could eat it, Bai Yujun would not have minded having it raw or pickled. But it truly was inedible. In the vast Immortal Realm, she had never heard of anyone who enjoyed eating zombies, nor could they be refined into pills or used as medicine. Still, they were not utterly useless. Those evil cultivators and treacherous villains rather liked zombies.
It had not left behind even the slightest shred of consciousness, much less a single word.
Bai Yujun was a little bored. She still lounged sideways on the dragon throne, idly flicking the dragon spear with one hand.
The sway was not great.
But it was quite agonizing for the impaled zombie.
Every time her finger flicked the dragon spear, the zombie would howl. The rolling heavenly thunder and wailing gale had been deafening before, then they had suddenly stopped, leaving silence behind. It felt just a little unfamiliar, so she let the zombie howl a few times to suit the occasion.
And to force any possibly hidden consciousness to reveal itself.
"This dragon really is interested in the immortal lotus. Sigh, what should I do...?"
It was clear that an exchange was impossible.
Then she could only find an opportunity to kill Xiao later and enthusiastically pick up the ownerless item along the way.
She glanced at the zombie twice.
She wanted to reduce it directly to ashes, yet felt that would be too wasteful.
Where else could she find such a rare zombie born after the death of an immortal? Bai Yujun was accustomed to doing business and never wasted any resource. What she loved most was turning waste into value.
She stroked her smooth chin.
"I remember... there's a kind of grass."
She immediately searched through her special