"Master!"
Zhang Yi hung from Zhang Yang with a cheerful grin.
Ever since he had gained intelligence, Zhang Yang had fed him, talked to him, and taken care of him in every way.
That was why he felt incomparably close to Zhang Yang.
"Come on, pee!" Zhang Yang pointed at the Zombie's mouth and instructed Zhang Yi.
On one hand, he wanted to force the Zombie to reveal how they had entered the Immortal Cultivation Realm. On the other, he genuinely wanted to see whether a boy's urine really worked against Zombies.
Zhang Yi looked at the monster on the ground, then at the Eight Mountain Gods around them, and grew bashful.
The Eight Mountain Gods around them, meanwhile, remained expressionless, their thoughts in utter disarray.
What were they doing?
The Eight Mountain Gods raised their heads to look at the sky, pretending they could see nothing...
To them, the Divine Dao Lord was someone they dared not provoke. This brat who had opened up Martial Dao was also someone they dared not provoke, and he was even the Divine Lord's disciple.
Besides, they had personally watched that freak grow from the moment he was born to where he stood today. He was destined to become a towering figure who reached the heavens.
And now, everyone was...
On the ground, the Zombie was equally dumbfounded.
Damn it... This old man is a True Immortal, at least!
And you're using this little monster to pee on me...
"Hurry, hurry, hurry!" Zhang Yang said earnestly to Zhang Yi. "He's thirsty. His health is poor, and he needs some moisture. Hurry and give him some! You're helping him; it'll do him good. Didn't Master teach you to be helpful?"
Holding Zhang Yi, he walked over to the Zombie's head.
The Zombie struggled violently.