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Chapter 191: Jiang Mingda Who Wants to Pretend to be Dead

Chapter 191: Chapter 191: Jiang Mingda Who Wants to Pretend to be Dead

Unfortunately, he had no more time to react. The dense black ghost fog engulfed him rapidly from all sides.

He fell into a state of stupor. However, his eyes sparkled relentlessly, as if he was about to break loose soon.

Suddenly, a chubby little hand reached out from the ghost fog. Instead of attacking him, it grabbed Jiang Mingda’s hand and shoved two pills into his mouth.

"Hmm!"

The moment the elixirs were swallowed, Jiang Mingda’s eyes regained their vitality, and he quickly recovered from his perplexed state.

Then, his mana surged, dispersing the ghost fog.

"Thud thud!"

Five ghosts tumbled out of the ghost fog, transformed into five chubby infants, rolled on the ground, and halted at a distance.

"Cough cough!"

Without pursuing further, Jiang Mingda started coughing severely, he even reached into his mouth, attempting to dig out the swallowed pills. Unfortunately, he could only retrieve one from his mouth; the other one had melted instantly upon entering his mouth and had vanished.

"Bravo, a deep bond built over a hundred years indeed yields deep understanding!"

At this moment, applause erupted, and Wang Zijia appeared at the entrance of the courtyard. He continued applauding as he slowly walked into the courtyard.

Seeing this, Min Xin, who had been fighting with the zombies, decisively retreated, leading the black panther to Wang Zijia’s side, showing servility and respect.

Seemingly uninterested in fighting with Min Xin, the zombies also retreated to the severely injured Jiang Mingda’s side. Jiang Mingda watched Wang Zijia with a serious look, asking, "Are you a senior brother from the Law Hall or the Elder Pavilion...?"

Before he could finish, his expression dramatically changed. A fear from the bottom of his heart surged up, filling him with a sense of impending doom.

By this time, Wang Zijia had felt the completion of the demon seeding. He entered Jiang Mingda’s Chaotic Sea of Knowledge without any hesitation.

A Blood Red Jade book emerged above Wang Zijia, who was enveloped by grey fog in the chaos.

Under his control, various weights emerged. Having had previous experiences, Wang Zijia quickly located the controlling weights of the Demon Soul Probe and the Devil’s Oath. Without any hesitation, he transformed them into flesh and guts weights.

Unsatisfied, Wang Zijia began to scrutinize all the other weights, taking precautions against any potential surprises.

After searching for a while, he didn’t find any other control-type weights, but the other gains were not insignificant.

Weight: Sinister Aura

Status: Infection in Progress

Value: 36418

Description: When most people cultivate corpses, they are extremely cautious. They fear the invasion of the Sinister Aura, which can damage their bodies, bring countless diseases, and even affect their lifespan. You, however, have been sleeping with a zombie, absorbing its Sinister Aura willingly.

Boy, you are even wilder and more bizarre than I am. You have no privilege to lean on, so you do absurd things recklessly. You should examine this!

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Weight: Zombie Origin

Status: Pregnancy in Progress

Value: 194532

Description: One mustn’t mess with the heterodox Dao because it’s hazardous. You are already walking on thin ice by trying to control corpses, but you even want to steal the spirit and inhabit the body, hoping to gain immortality through the path of undead?

Young man, are you okay?!

Do you realize how dangerous it is to allow demonic Qi into your mind, making you either insane or demon-possessed?

If immortality is easy to achieve just by becoming a zombie, won’t everyone want to become one?

Life is hard to come by. Even if you are a fool, you should cherish it!

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Wang Zijia was somewhat lost, staring at these two weights.

Becoming undead for eternal life?

What a daring thought!

If his understanding of cultivation knowledge was correct, even zombies would undergo spiritual renewal after a certain time, right?

That is, the spiritual intellect derived from the corpse would disappear, and then a new spiritual intellect would emerge. It was nothing more than a continuation of life after death and was no different from the jellyfish’s regeneration. Where was its supposed immortality?

Even they gathered, it was only about three to ten times longer than the lifespan of an average cultivator in the same realm. The premise was that you wouldn’t go insane during this process.

Shaking his head, he rearranged all of Jiang Mingda’s weights, obtaining a general overview.

Name: Jiang Mingdao

Cultivation: Middle Stage of Sacrificial Wine

Dao Cultivation: 178 years (invoke 89 times, 100 totems per 10,000 people)

Magic Door: Corpse Controlling Spirit Invocation Technique······

After ensuring everything was in order, Wang Zijia finally exited Jiang Mingda’s Sea of ​​Consciousness.

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In the real world, Jiang Mingda, who had a huge hole in his abdomen just a moment ago through which his intestines and feces were visible, was shocked to discover that his injury had inexplicably begun to heal rapidly.

In just a brief period, his condition had improved from a severe injury to a minor one. Although he was still bleeding, at least his intestines were no longer falling out.

"Was the pill you gave me truly a healing elixir?" Jiang Mingda asked, bewildered, looking at Wang Zijia, his face filled with bafflement and confusion.

Could he have misunderstood? Hadn’t there been an incident in the Dark Hall?

"I was just worried that your injuries were too severe and you would die instantly," Wang Zijia replied nonchalantly.

"Honorable senior brother, I wonder what wrong I’ve committed that warranted the combined attack of yourself and Junior Brother Min?" As Jiang Mingda’s face changed, he inquired Wang Zijia. The two half-dead zombies guarded him vigilantly by his side.

"Look, just like you, your senior brother is also stubborn and won’t come to his senses until it’s too late!" Upon hearing this, Wang Zijia turned to Min Xin, shrugging innocently with a look of helplessness.

Min Xin immediately bowed in salute, replying, "Senior Brother Jiang was merely misguided by the Devil’s Door. We hope Senior Brother Wang can lend a hand and help him attain enlightenment before it’s too late."

On hearing this, Jiang Mingda’s pupils shrank slightly.

However, Wang Zijia was dumbstruck by Min Xin. His understanding of the term ’spy’ had been once again refreshed by this man.

"You guys, what are you-"

On the side, Jiang Mingda was just about to say something when his expression suddenly changed.

However, this tough man clenched his teeth and held on for several breaths before he couldn’t bear the torment and started to kneel on the ground, roaring. Despite this, he didn’t roll around like Min Xin.

He just knelt on the ground, his aged face starting to redden, his expression distorted in agony.

Observing his bulging veins, Min Xin’s body uncontrollably trembled, his face turning a little pale. Clearly, he was still haunted by the torment he went through the previous night, the terrible memory deeply ingrained and unforgettable.

"I, your servant, am not a spy. Now that my identity has been exposed, I request Lord Ghost Spirit to take immediate action!"

Unable to bear it any longer, like Min Xin the previous night, Jiang Mingda chose to seek help from his organizational superior in an attempt to activate the Demon Soul Probe.

Regrettably, it was all in vain.

After not receiving a response for a while, Jiang Mingda, who was by now looking at Min Xin standing cautiously beside Wang Zijia, seemed to understand something. He strenuously said to Wang Zijia, "I... I give up... I am willing to confess everything...I only beg for a swift death!"

"Huh, if only you knew this earlier, why would it have come to this!"

With a faint smile, Wang Zijia waved his hand, summoning a chair from the courtyard. He sat down promptly and, with a thought, put an end to Jiang Mingda’s torment.