Looking at Jing Wuming before him, a thought flashed through Jiang Chen's mind. Perhaps one day, he could build an undead zombie army in this world. It would be enough to make people tremble at the very mention of it.
But that was only a passing thought. Unless he was left with no other choice, he wouldn't do something so outrageous it would incur the wrath of heaven and earth.
As he thought about it, he couldn't help smiling. I must be the kindest zombie in history, right?
"By the way, when you get back, first report falsely that I'm dead. Then secretly find out who wanted to kill me."
A cold glint flashed in Jiang Chen's eyes. Whoever wanted him dead would have to pay the price.
Jing Wuming nodded. "Master, would you like me to deal with him?"
Jiang Chen shook his head. "No. Just find out the truth, then go back."
Jing Wuming nodded, and with a flicker of his figure, quickly disappeared.
Jiang Chen had already lost all interest in catching fish. He turned and headed back to Holy Soul Village, his head aching as he wondered how he was going to explain things to Tang San.
He thought about it the whole way back, but even when he reached Holy Soul Village, he still couldn't figure out how to explain it.
He glanced at Tang San's house and saw Tang San's head flash into view at the doorway. The next moment, the door slammed shut.
You, Tang San, know so many powerful techniques. Are you really that afraid of me, a zombie? Is this necessary? Jiang Chen thought, speechless.
He had no idea that Tang San was panicking inside. Although he knew how to cure Corpse Poison, he had no idea how to subdue a zombie.
Tang San was also afraid Jiang Chen might go berserk and bite his father, Tang Hao.
Jiang Chen shook his head helplessly and headed home. He wasn't even in the mood to train anymore.
He had barely taken a few steps when Tang San's voice called out to him.
Jiang Chen turned around and saw Tang San coming out.
He could clearly see the wariness in Tang San's eyes.
"Jiang Chen, let's talk alone."
Jiang Chen nodded. "Where?"
Tang San pointed to the mountain in the distance. "Let's go to the top."
Jiang Chen nodded in agreement. Tang San was willing to speak with him on his own initiative; that was the best possible outcome.
Atop the small mountain, Jiang Chen and Tang San stood facing each other. The mountain wind stirred their robes, while their auras remained contained and steady. They stood as firm as Mount Tai, with the bearing of true heroes.
Tang San's little face was solemn, and the steel needles on his body were poised to fly, ready to deal Jiang Chen a fatal blow at any moment.
The Tang Sect had no particular creed about vanquishing demons and defending the Way, but the general principles of the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record included a rule: once someone was confirmed as an enemy, and had brought death upon themselves, there was no need to hold back.
The two people most important to Tang San were his father and Old Jack. He would never let Jiang Chen take their lives.
So, although he was deeply wary of Jiang Chen, he still came here to meet him alone.
"Why did you bite that person?" Tang San demanded coldly.
Looking at Tang San's restless, ready-to-strike posture, Jiang Chen couldn't help feeling helpless.
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