48 Starting the Fight

The Wang Family estate was about the size of a football field, with the front and back courtyards serving as the left and right halves.

The study, as the master's most important living space, was not only situated facing south for excellent natural light but was also adorned with carved beams and painted rafters, showcasing extreme luxury.

However, at this moment, the Wang Family's study had its doors and windows tightly shut, with any conspicuous areas covered in white cloth.

Coupled with the somber coffin placed inside the room, the atmosphere felt incredibly oppressive.

Like many young people, Wang Siqi felt a sense of indifference towards funerals.

He had read many foreign books and secretly disdained the habit of elders taking their treasures with them to the grave.

Fortunately, all of this would soon be over.

Wang Siqi glanced at the clock. At 5 PM, he would, accompanied by his relatives, escort the coffin to the Wang Family's burial grounds.

Once the coffin, burial objects, and the Spirit Child were placed in the tomb, the funeral would be complete.

Then, he could fully inherit his father's estate and use it as the starting point for his "great undertaking."

Wang Siqi raised his hand, and a glass bottle flew into it.

"With this, our Wang Family will surely become a world-class conglomerate!"

The bottle contained the "Ice Soul Powder" developed by the Emperor of Izumo.

Wang Siqi patted the coffin, feeling fortunate that his father had sided with the right faction back then, thus securing the "distribution rights" for this divine item.

It had even attracted the enthusiastic attention of giants like the "Jiu Shan Sect," who wanted a piece of the pie.

Just then, a scraping sound came from inside the coffin again.

Wang Siqi was about to try and calm things down when the study door was suddenly knocked upon with a "thud, thud."

"What's going on! Is there no sense of propriety anymore!"

Wang Siqi's expression turned cold as he went to open the door.

The next second, a corpse slid in and fell to the ground, its back a bloody mess.

Wang Siqi immediately recognized it as one of the estate's guarding Martial Masters.

Looking up, he saw two intruders, a man and a woman, approaching.

Before he could say anything, the woman pulled the trigger and opened fire!

Dead enemies were the best enemies; Xiao Cha had no interest in wasting words.

They were about 10 meters apart.

Under normal circumstances, Wang Siqi would have taken three blasts and turned into a bloody pulp.

But with his Spirit Refining [Entering Samadhi] cultivation, he also possessed the ability of "Bullet Time" and a reaction speed of 50 milliseconds!

In an instant, Wang Siqi had locked onto Xiao Cha, clearly seeing the young woman's finger on the trigger and the direction of the gun barrel.

The moment Xiao Cha pulled the trigger... Wang Siqi violently tilted his body to the left, dodging the incoming projectiles perfectly!

Xiao Cha, unwilling to believe it, fired continuously, unleashing wave after wave of projectiles.

But Wang Siqi always managed to twist his body with perfect timing, dodging all the incoming shotgun pellets like in The Matrix!

Such uncanny skill was the result of the combined power of Spirit Refining and Martial Arts.

Xiao Cha was utterly astonished and finally understood why those who only trained their bodies but not their spirits were contemptuously called "Strongmen."

They were on completely different levels; she couldn't do anything to him even with a gun!

At this moment, Wang Siqi could have easily closed the distance and, with their vastly different reaction speeds, finished Xiao Cha off.

But Lu Li was still there, and his gun was also firing deadly projectiles.

The thick wooden door was riddled with several large holes, forcing Wang Siqi to duck back into the study.

"Their guns look like 'Winchester 1897s,' but the sound is very faint... that small box on the muzzle suppressed the sound propagation!"

As someone well-read, Wang Siqi had broad knowledge and, in just a moment, guessed almost everything correctly.

He immediately retreated back into the study and, with a raised hand, sent his father's coffin lid flying off with a palm strike!

Wang Wenzhen sat up from the coffin and rasped, "Wh,at, is, it..."

His skin had turned a deathly gray, his eyes glowed with a dark red light, and his fingernails had grown into terrifyingly black talons.

Immediately after, Lu Li and Xiao Cha burst in and came face-to-face with this monster.

"What the hell is that thing? A Zombie?"

"Some officials had such lavish burials that they feared being targeted, so they turned themselves into Zombies to guard their tombs."

Hearing Xiao Cha's explanation, Lu Li felt deeply uncomfortable, completely unable to comprehend the unique burial customs of the other world's Divine Continent.

At this moment, Wang Siqi sneered, "I wondered who it was, but it's you... Lu Li! It seems you know the use of Ice Soul Powder."

Cultivators have excellent memories; Wang Siqi remembered who the intruders were and understood the reason for today's events.

However, he showed no fear, and at this moment, he shouted sternly:

"Two scumbags, today I'll feast on your blood!"

Before the words even fell, Old Master Wang eagerly extended his claws and lunged at Xiao Cha with a "whoosh."

He roared, still drooling, "A virgin! Fresh, tender virgin!"

A foul wind swept towards them, and Lu Li and Xiao Cha quickly raised their spray guns to fire.

But Wang Siqi's eyes narrowed, glaring at the gun in Xiao Cha's hand.

Organ Refining martial artists possessed strength of 3000 jin, so they naturally wouldn't be disarmed by mental force, but the gun barrel couldn't help but sway.

Fortunately, Lu Li's two shots hit the zombie's head, knocking it off course.

But this monstrous thing immediately stood up as if unharmed!

Other than its face being embedded with steel balls, it suffered no damage; its flesh was unbelievably tough!

A shotgun is "smoothbore," its penetration power too low to harm this monster!

Seeing this, Wang Siqi's heart settled, and he sneered:

"It's rare for you two to offer your bodies as tribute. I'll let my father enjoy them thoroughly. A virgin, you say? I'll start eating from your womb!"

While verbally provoking the enemy, Wang Siqi also prepared to strike, waiting for his father to break the enemy's formation.

Wang Wenzhen didn't disappoint his son. He bent and pushed off with his legs, once again charging at Xiao Cha with a foul wind.

"Switch guns!"

Lu Li shouted. The two dropped their continuous spray guns and grabbed the "Children's Rifles."

These guns were genuinely made for children, so their appearance was light and small.

They also used a large amount of polymer materials to reduce weight, lacking the oppressive feel of metal firearms.

Limited by the era, Wang Siqi couldn't help but feel contempt.

He thought the two had run out of bullets and were too slow to reload, pulling out some strange handguns, and sneered inwardly:

"Ridiculous. A zombie's flesh is equivalent to being cast in bronze. A mere handgun...!!!"

Wang Siqi quickly stopped smiling!

The two Children's Rifles fired rapidly with a "teng teng teng" sound, their noise far less than the continuous spray guns.

But when the bullets hit Wang Wenzhen, he let out a pained roar!

Though small in appearance, the "Children's Rifle" was a genuine rifle with immense power.

The 5.56MM rounds it fired were "enhanced performance rounds," their warheads more complex than ordinary bullets, split into two sections.

The first section was steel, used for armor penetration; the second was copper, designed to shatter and tumble after entering the target's body.

The "toy guns" in Lu Li and Xiao Cha's hands fired 10 rounds in just one second, creating small holes the size of peanuts all over Wang Wenzhen.

But inside these small holes, the tumbling copper fragments had churned everything into mush.

Some even penetrated his body, creating tea-cup-sized holes in his back.

This demon covered its head with its hands, screaming incessantly!