Ren Weiyong Reappears

That night, as dusk had only just settled, Qiusheng left the Ren Mansion under the cover of Ren Tingting and hurried toward the jail in Ren Family Town.

During the journey, he even made a detour to the Public Mortuary to strap all sorts of tools onto his back.

Inside the jail, Ren Wei was relentlessly intimidating Uncle Nine, even bringing out a branding iron to give him a taste of what true agony felt like.

However, Ren Wei was merely trying to scare Uncle Nine; he had no real intention of actually torturing him.

After all, Ren Wei was no fool. Uncle Nine's prestige in Ren Family Town was immense. If he dared to use extreme torture on him in this jail and it were exposed, he would likely be torn to shreds by the townspeople.

By the time Qiusheng arrived at the jail, Ren Wei happened to be out for a meal, leaving the place completely deserted.

Seeing his master sitting cross-legged inside the cell, Qiusheng tapped lightly on the iron bars.

"Master, are you alright?"

"You brat, what took you so long? Hurry, find a way to open this cell door!"

No sooner had Uncle Nine finished speaking than Master Ren suddenly began to stir.

A guttural, rattling sound emanated from his throat as his body slowly rose from the wooden bed where he had been lying.

Then, with stiff movements, Master Ren began to lunge toward Qiusheng, inch by inch.

Seeing this, Qiusheng remained entirely unruffled. With a single leap, he vaulted onto the surrounding walls of the cell and flipped his way out of the jail.

Uncle Nine couldn't help but roll his eyes at the sight.

What on earth was his disciple thinking, leaving his master alone in the cell to face this zombie?

As Uncle Nine was inwardly pondering this, he saw Master Ren closing in on him with increasing speed, clawing at the iron bars in front of him and creating a deafening clatter.

The sound was immense and terrifying, quickly alerting the guards outside.

When those guards opened the main gate and peered inside, their legs immediately began to tremble in fear.

Even Ren Wei, who had just arrived at the jail entrance, was now shaking in his boots, desperate to flee.

But he couldn't leave now. Seeing his uncle-in-law undergo a corpse transformation with his own eyes meant that Uncle Nine's words were true.

This meant that both he and his cousin were in grave danger. If he didn't rescue Uncle Nine now, he had no idea who else could save him.

His eyes darted around as he immediately thought of a way to break the deadlock.

"Go to the Ren Mansion and invite Daoist Four Eyes at once!"

Before the words had even faded, a lazy voice rang out.

"Alright, no need to go. Just open the prison gate, and I can handle your uncle-in-law."

As the voice trailed off, Qiusheng drifted into view.

Watching Qiusheng show off from inside the cell, Uncle Nine immediately began to curse.

"You brat, stop posturing! If you keep acting cool, your master is going to lose his life!"

Seeing Uncle Nine backed against the wall, trying his best to remain calm while facing the walking corpse less than a yard away, Qiusheng dared not play around any longer. He quickly ordered Ren Wei to open the cell door and charged in.

As Qiusheng rushed in, the walking corpse that Master Ren had become caught the scent of human vitality and lunged toward him.

Now, his movements were swift, no longer possessing the stiffness and lethargy from before.

Qiusheng's eyes narrowed. He executed the Heavenly Dipper Bagua Steps, circling around Master Ren within a tight space. Finding an opening, he slapped a Zombie-Suppressing Talisman onto the creature's forehead, pinning him in place.

He then drew the Peach Wood Sword from his back and thrust it into the creature's heart, nailing him to the spot.

Ding, congratulations to the host for slaying a common walking corpse. Obtained 100 Exorcism Points.

As the system prompt sounded, the corner of Qiusheng's mouth curled upward.

Not a bad haul—pure profit!

Once the matter with Master Ren was resolved, Ren Wei and the others rushed in, opened the cell door, and brought Uncle Nine out.

Without a moment's delay, the group dashed toward the Ren Mansion.

As for the Ren Mansion, it was already in total chaos.

Fortunately, thanks to the stalling tactics of Daoist Four Eyes, there were no casualties within the mansion yet.

"Roar!"

With a furious bellow, Ren Weiyong, who had just stormed into the mansion only to be intercepted by Daoist Four Eyes using the God-Striking Technique at the entrance, let out a roar from his throat.

He lunged forward ferociously, targeting Four Eyes, who had transformed into a powerhouse.

Yet, Daoist Four Eyes showed no fear as he watched the zombie pounce.

While Ren Weiyong's current strength was not to be underestimated—having reached the initial level of an Iron-Armored Zombie—he was no match for Four Eyes, who had already completed the God-Inviting Technique.

"Bang!"

With a thunderous crash, Ren Weiyong's body flew backward, sent soaring through the air by a single punch from Four Eyes straight to his chest.

Four Eyes continued to advance, grabbing the fallen Ren Weiyong and pummeling it with punch after punch, forcing the corpse aura within it to leak out incessantly. Just as it seemed Ren Weiyong was about to be beaten down a rank, a sudden change occurred.

A crimson light erupted from Ren Weiyong's body, and its aura surged violently. With its massive, fanged maw thrown wide, an incredibly dense wave of corpse aura spewed forth.

It instantly enveloped both the creature and Daoist Four Eyes, but it did not end there.

Amidst a series of crackling sounds from within the thick corpse aura, Daoist Four Eyes was sent flying backward. His entire body began to shrink rapidly; clearly, his soul had been forcibly expelled from its state of possession.

Having broken the God-Striking Technique of Four Eyes, Ren Weiyong now appeared to have suffered a massive depletion of its corpse aura and vitality.

"Roar~!"

A low growl emanated from Ren Weiyong's throat as it hopped step by step toward Daoist Four Eyes.

It could sense that compared to the blood of its own kin, the blood of the Four Eyes before it seemed far more effective at increasing its cultivation!

Seeing that Four Eyes was now severely wounded and poisoned by the corpse aura after his God-Inviting Technique was broken, leaving him unable to contend with Ren Weiyong and on the verge of being devoured, Qiusheng and the others finally arrived.

A Peach Wood Sword slashed horizontally, blocking Ren Weiyong's sharp claws, and a fierce kick sent the creature stumbling back several paces. Qiusheng immediately pulled his uncle into the Ren family's main hall.

Fumbling a bag of sticky rice from his person and thrusting it into his uncle's hands, Qiusheng said, "Uncle, take this sticky rice and quickly draw out the corpse poison from your body. I fear further complications; I am going to help Master finish off that zombie."

Qiusheng turned to leave, but before he could even stand, Four Eyes grabbed his wrist.

"That thing is at least an Iron-Armored Zombie, impervious to blades and spears. Tell your master to be careful."