From Douluo to Defy Heaven and Become a God Chapter 37

Looking at Jing Wuming before him, a thought flashed through Jiang Chen's mind: perhaps in the future, he could assemble an army of undead zombies in this world, which would surely strike terror into the hearts of all.

However, this was just a passing thought; unless he were truly backed into a corner, he would never commit such an act that would incur the wrath of both heaven and man.

As he pondered, he couldn't help but chuckle. He was likely the kindest zombie in history, wasn't he?

"Right, after you return, first report that I am dead, then secretly investigate who exactly wanted to kill me."

Cold light flickered in Jiang Chen's eyes; those who wanted him dead would have to pay the price.

Jing Wuming nodded and asked, "Master, do you need me to dispose of him?"

Jiang Chen shook his head. "No need. You only need to uncover the truth. Go back now."

Jing Wuming nodded, his figure flickering as he quickly vanished from sight.

Jiang Chen no longer had the heart to catch fish; he turned and headed back toward Holy Soul Village. He was suffering from a splitting headache, wondering how he was going to explain things to Tang San.

Lost in thought, he walked the entire way back to Holy Soul Village without coming up with a good explanation.

He glanced at Tang San's house and caught a glimpse of Tang San's head flashing past the doorway, followed by the door slamming shut with a bang.

You, Tang San, possess so many unique skills, yet you're afraid of a zombie like me? Is it really necessary? Jiang Chen felt speechless.

He didn't know that Tang San was actually panicking inside. While Tang San knew how to cure Corpse Poison, he had no idea how to subdue a zombie.

Furthermore, Tang San was terrified that Jiang Chen might go berserk and bite his father, Tang Hao.

Jiang Chen shook his head helplessly and walked toward his home, losing all mood to train.

He hadn't taken more than a few steps when Tang San's voice called out, stopping him in his tracks.

Jiang Chen turned around to see that Tang San had already stepped out.

He could clearly see a look of wariness in Tang San's eyes.

"Jiang Chen, let's talk in private."

Jiang Chen nodded. "Where to?"

Tang San pointed toward the mountain in the distance. "Let's go to the summit."

Jiang Chen agreed with a nod; it was for the best that Tang San was taking the initiative to talk.

At the peak of the small mountain, Jiang Chen and Tang San stood facing each other. The mountain breeze whipped their robes, and both their auras remained focused and steady, as immovable as Mount Tai, carrying the air of true heroes.

Tang San's young face was solemn, several steel needles poised on his person, ready to deliver a fatal blow to Jiang Chen at any moment.

Although the Tang Sect did not have a specific creed about slaying demons and defending the righteous, the general principles of the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record stated that if someone was confirmed to be an enemy and had a path to death, there was no need to hold back.

The two most important people in Tang San's heart were his father and Old Jack; he would never allow Jiang Chen to harm their lives.

Therefore, despite his deep wariness toward Jiang Chen, he still chose to meet him here alone.

"Why did you bite that person?" Tang San demanded coldly.

Jiang Chen looked at Tang San's restless posture and felt a sudden sense of helplessness.