Spring Island

Zhao Huaian sneered and shook his head, swallowing a Recovery Pill to restore his Spiritual Energy.

However, he didn't rush forward. Instead, he controlled the Flying Sword in his hand and decapitated Lin Zihao with a single strike.

Seeing Lin Zihao's head roll onto the ground, Zhao Huaian finally breathed a sigh of relief and confidently strode forward.

"Kill without touching the corpse, and be struck by lightning in the rain."

After expending considerable effort to kill Lin Zihao, Zhao Huaian certainly wouldn't pass up the opportunity to loot the corpse and gain resources.

He quickly searched Lin Zihao's body.

Soon, Zhao Huaian found a Storage Bag.

To avoid any unforeseen complications, Zhao Huaian didn't linger to assess his gains.

Glancing at the headless corpse on the ground, he circulated a hand seal, and a massive fireball instantly engulfed Lin Zihao.

Without Spiritual Energy to protect him, Lin Zihao's body turned to ash and smoke in moments under the fireball.

"Following your method, becoming fish food, is indeed a good way to kill and erase all traces!"

With a wave of his hand, a gust of wind surged, blowing the ashes and smoke from the fireball into the vast Huai'an Water Region.

Beneath the water's surface, schools of fish swarmed joyfully, enjoying the bounty from the heavens.

"Thus, Lin Zihao no longer exists in this world!"

After observing that all traces had been eliminated, Zhao Huaian smiled triumphantly, stepped onto his Small Boat, and shot towards the distance like an arrow released from a bow.

Huai'an Water Region.

Spring Island.

At a port on the shore.

Zhao Huaian, clad in flowing white robes, stood with his hands behind his back, his lone boat slowly approaching.

"The first mission location has also been reached..."

Looking at the Spring Island port within reach, a slight smile appeared on Zhao Huaian's face.

It was already a day later.

Having arrived at Spring Island and recovered for a day, Zhao Huaian's condition had reached its peak.

As for the Storage Bag obtained from Lin Zihao's corpse, Zhao Huaian had already fully assessed its contents during his journey.

The harvest was quite pleasing.

Lin Zihao's storage bag contained not only over three hundred low-grade spirit stones, but also a mid-grade dharma artifact flying sword, numerous powerful talismans, and elixirs for cultivation.

Counting carefully, the total value of these items reached as high as seven to eight hundred low-grade spirit stones.

Even if Zhao Huaian could refine water arrow talismans to perfection, it would still take him nearly two months to earn such a sum.

Yet, this unexpected windfall was easily obtained by simply killing an enemy in ambush.

The stark contrast couldn't help but make Zhao Huaian sigh with emotion. Indeed, "murder and arson bring golden belts."

Shaking his head, he put away his thoughts and strode towards the Chen family mansion on Spring Island.

The location of the mission was the Chen family.

According to the mission description, the Chen family's ancestor was once a handyman disciple of the Greenwood Sect. Later, with no hope of immortal cultivation, he returned to the mortal world to marry and have children.

Such occurrences were common among the handyman disciples of the entire Greenwood Sect.

However, the only difference was that the Chen family ancestor had already reached the Qi Refining Layer Two when he returned to the mortal world.

Later, his lifespan ran out, and two years ago, he suddenly underwent a corpse transformation, becoming a white-haired zombie and plaguing the surrounding area.

Zhao Huaian's mission target was precisely this white-haired zombie that the Chen family ancestor had transformed into.

After all, the islands within a radius of several thousand miles were under the jurisdiction of the Greenwood Sect, and they paid a large amount of tax and specialty goods annually.

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It could be said that every island here was considered private property of the Greenwood Sect.

Now, the white-haired zombie, the transformed Chen family ancestor, plaguing the area was undoubtedly harming the interests of the Greenwood Sect.

Under such circumstances, the Greenwood Sect naturally placed it in the Mission Hall, allowing disciples to accept the mission to eliminate it.

Soon, after asking for directions along the way, Zhao Huaian arrived in front of a rather luxurious and opulent mansion.

Chen Dawei, the Patriarch of the Chen Family, who had received the news, was already waiting at the entrance.

When he saw Zhao Huaian approaching slowly in his flowing white robes, he quickly walked forward respectfully, "You must be the Immortal Master from the Greenwood Sect?"

Zhao Huaian nodded, glancing at Chen Dawei, who was as fat as a ball, and said coldly, "Enough pleasantries. Where is your Chen family ancestor buried?"

"In the back mountain. However, it is still early in the day. My ancestor, who has transformed into a zombie, usually comes out at night to drink blood and hunt for food. Immortal Master, why don't you rest in the mansion for a while?"

Chen Dawei forced a fawning smile onto his greasy face, trying to enthusiastically invite Zhao Huaian into the Chen mansion to rest.

"No need, take me directly to the Back Mountain. This Immortal Master's time is precious, I don't have time to waste with you mortals."

Zhao Huaian shook his head and refused without even thinking.

He had three missions to complete on this trip. He had already wasted two days dealing with Lin Zihao.

With that time, he might as well have completed his missions earlier and returned to the Greenwood Sect to cultivate in seclusion.

"This... Yes, yes, yes! Esteemed Immortal Master, please this way!"

Chen Dawei quickly nodded, not daring to delay for even a moment, afraid of displeasing Zhao Huaian.

Led by Chen Dawei, Zhao Huaian soon arrived at the Back Mountain.

A faint smell of blood emanated from the Back Mountain, and a Shrine in the distance was filled with dense Yin energy.

"Is your Ancestor buried there?"

Zhao Huaian frowned, his expression turning cold as he looked at Chen Dawei.

The Shrine was surrounded by mountains on three sides and situated in the very center. Once the moon was full, this place would undoubtedly become a spot of extreme Yin.

Burying the deceased here, let alone someone who had cultivation in life, even someone without it would likely turn into a Ghost after a long time.

"Yes, this spot was specially chosen for my Ancestor by a friend of his when he was alive. Is there something wrong with it?"

Chen Dawei respectfully nodded, looking at the cold-faced Zhao Huaian with some confusion.

"Something wrong? Heh heh..."

Zhao Huaian let out a cold laugh, not bothering to explain. He simply looked at Chen Dawei and asked, "Did the person who chose this spot have cultivation?"

If Chen Dawei had accidentally buried his Ancestor here, Zhao Huaian wouldn't have suspected anything.

But now, hearing that someone had specifically chosen this spot, he felt a sense of vigilance, believing that the matter was not as simple as it appeared.

"Cultivation?" Chen Dawei thought for a moment, then frowned and said after a while, "There probably was... I remember my Ancestor treated him with great respect. After all, my Ancestor disdained most people, only showing respect to those stronger than him."

After speaking, Chen Dawei seemed to understand something and said in disbelief, "Could it be that the Immortal Master means my Ancestor turned into a zombie because of his friend?"

"But that shouldn't be... My Ancestor's friend said this was a Feng Shui Treasure Spot that could ensure his descendants would be wealthy."

"And in reality, it has been. Ever since my Ancestor was buried here, my Chen Family's business has prospered day by day."

Chen Dawei shook his head again, thinking about the prosperity of his family's business over the past decade, and concluded that it couldn't possibly be the work of his Ancestor's friend.

"Whether there's a connection or not, it's irrelevant to you now. I'll stay here. You all should leave."

Zhao Huaian shook his head with a solemn expression and waved Chen Dawei and the others away.

When he heard that the person possessed Cultivation, Zhao Huaian already had a vague guess in his heart.

However, he wouldn't tell Chen Dawei and the others about this, as he couldn't guarantee whether that person still had any connection with Chen Dawei and the others.

"Yes, Immortal Master!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Dawei and the others quickly and respectfully left the area, leaving Zhao Huaian alone.

After the others departed, Zhao Huaian quickly affixed a Concealment Talisman, and his body disappeared from the spot.

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