"I'll go!" A voice came from outside the door. Everyone looked up and saw Wang Xiaohu. He had taken Strength Enhancing Soup before, greatly improving his strength, and he was utterly loyal to Lin Taichu.
"I'll go too!" Another disciple stepped forward. It was Chen Zhiming, the disciple who had sparred with Wang Xiaohu before. His skills ranked first among the Core Disciples.
Lin Taichu looked at the two of them and nodded. "Good. You two will go together. Pick three more Disciples to provide support from the outskirts. Set out early tomorrow morning."
As soon as Lin Taichu finished speaking, Wang Xiaohu stepped forward, with Chen Zhiming following close behind. Lin Taichu then selected three quick-witted, skilled Core Disciples.
The five gathered together, and Lin Taichu lowered his voice as he assigned their tasks. "The moment you get any information, notify me with a fireworks signal. Remember, safety comes first. Do not fight head-on."
To make their disguise more convincing, Lin Taichu specially prepared a potion for Wang Xiaohu and Chen Zhiming to drink.
Once the potion took effect, their faces turned deathly pale, their eyes became clouded, and their movements grew somewhat stiff. They looked exactly like the low-level zombies they had seen before.
Early the next morning, the two followed Lin Taichu's arrangements and staggered toward Heavenly Demon Mountain. As soon as they reached the valley entrance, they were spotted by the Netherworld Cult Disciples guarding it.
"More infected?" One disciple frowned as he stepped forward to inspect them, reaching out to shove Wang Xiaohu's shoulder. Wang Xiaohu deliberately swayed with the push and let out a low growl.
Seeing this, another disciple shouted inside, "Two more infected! Drag them into the cave!"
Soon, a middle-aged man in a gray robe emerged with an iron chain in