The Supreme Wild Young Master
Chapter 504: Is There a Need to Find a Female Zombie?_1

Chapter 504: Chapter 504: Is There a Need to Find a Female Zombie?_1

The zombie pointed towards the large pit, then abruptly jumped in.

In no time, he came out clutching a plant nearly as long as two palms, with black stems and leaves, but a single white flower.

"Resurrection Grass?" The Evil Cultivator exclaimed, his eyes bulging.

Zhang Xian turned his head and asked the Evil Cultivator, "Do you know about the Resurrection Grass?"

"I read about it in a book." The Evil Cultivator regained his composure and nodded, "According to the book’s description, the Resurrection Grass has a magical power to revive the dead’s flesh and bones. What’s even more horrifying is that this plant possesses a certain peculiar ability to protect the brain of the dead. Meaning, the brain continues to function even after one’s death."

"That’s correct..." Zhang Xian said, "lying next to the Resurrection Grass, it’s hard for this thing not to gain wisdom."

The Evil Cultivator looked at the zombie and inquired, "Do... do you retain memories from your previous life?"

The zombie looked at the Evil Cultivator and nodded slowly.

"Holy crap... so such a thing really exists!" The Evil Cultivator’s eyes glinted with disbelief.

According to records in the ancient book, some extraordinarily powerful individuals would turn their deceased loved ones into zombies and use the Resurrection Grass to restore their memories.

Until now, he had always believed such a thing to be impossible. However, confronted with a live demonstration of this process, he struggled to accept it.

"If you possess memories of your past life, why didn’t you come forward?" Zhang Xian asked, puzzled.

The zombie looked at Zhang Xian without any reaction.

Zhang Xian slapped his forehead, frowning. Although this creature retained memories from its past life, its facial muscles were rigid and couldn’t express any change, let alone speak—there was no way they could communicate properly.

Another thought occurred to him and he said to the zombie, "Aren’t zombies supposed to fear sunlight? Why aren’t you afraid? Or, is there some trick to it?"

"About that..." The Evil Cultivator chuckled, "the lowest ranking zombies fear the sunlight. An entity like this one before us wouldn’t possibly fear it. Even my two zombies aren’t fearful of sunlight, they only feel a bit uncomfortable. When a zombie’s negative energy attains a certain level, sunlight simply cannot penetrate it."

"I see!" Zhang Xian nodded, then turned to the zombie, "Kill them! Spare nobody but those who I brought."

The zombie turned its head, lunging at the Third Elder.

"Damn it... " cried the Third Elder, who broke into a run.

The others were terrified as well. Each of them looked pale, running for their lives down the hill.

Unfortunately, they couldn’t match the speed of a zombie, and were quickly slapped to death. Even the Third Elder, who was at the forefront, failed to escape his fate, dying after a few struggles.

"Uh..." gulp! The young man and Lai Zi swallowed hard when they saw what was happening.

Zhang Xian chuckled and said, "Don’t worry, I won’t harm my own people. However, what happened today should be kept a secret by both of you. Don’t tell anyone."

Lai Zi and the young man repeatedly assured, "We absolutely won’t tell."

"Hand over the Resurrection Grass." Zhang Xian instructed the zombie, "This thing is of no use to you now."

The zombie without hesitation gave the Resurrection Grass to Zhang Xian.

"Good stuff." Zhang Xian pocketed the Resurrection Grass in his storage ring, then chuckled and walked towards the base of the hill, "It’s getting late. Let’s return to Lingxiao Manor first and discuss how to deal with this fellow. With his current appearance, it would be inappropriate to take him out in public, despite his looks being no different from ordinary people."

The Evil Cultivator laughed, "Indeed, the distinctive fangs and nails of a zombie are quite noticeable. But these creatures are eternal, and that’s something to be envied."

"Um, I’m confused. Aren’t zombies supposed to be disgusting? Why does this one look so handsome? He’s nothing like what I imagined!" The young man asked, puzzled.

Lai Zi also admitted his confusion. Although he was a grave robber, he didn’t know much about zombies.

The Evil Cultivator laughed bitterly, "Who told you zombies are disgusting? The disgusting ones became zombies only after their bodies decomposed. In a highly negative environment, bodies can be preserved from decaying and so, once they turn into zombies, they don’t decay. A zombie’s body, after being tempered with negative energy, is far stronger than you can imagine."

"So, that’s how it is!" The young man understood at once.

The process of a corpse turning into a zombie has its own course and requires a certain environment. Some less ideal locations cannot prevent a corpse from decaying over time, resulting in a disgusting zombie. However, in an ideal location that can preserve bodies for long periods, the transformation into zombies would result in them looking like beautiful men and women.

"Get in!"

Upon reaching the main road, Zhang Xian climbed into the backseat of the Grand Cherokee.

Lai Zi and the young man knew their place, one of them taking the driver’s seat and the other the passenger seat.

The zombie just stood outside, not getting in.

This, he had not seen before, and had no idea what it was.

"Get in." Zhang Xian instructed.

The zombie hesitated briefly, then awkwardly bent over and squeezed into the seat.

Seeing this, the Evil Cultivator couldn’t help but laugh bitterly. This zombie must have been from a long past era; he had certainly never seen a car before.

"Roar..." Suddenly, the car started. The zombie was startled by the motion, and in a panic, he kicked the door wide open, sending it flying far away.

Zhang Xian’s mouth twitched unnaturally and he scolded, "What are you doing?"

The zombie stood outside like a dummy.

The Evil Cultivator explained, "Come on in! This thing is similar to a carriage, it’s a mode of transportation, and there’s no need for you to fear it."

After a moment’s hesitation, the zombie timidly nodded in agreement.

Zhang Xian wore a dark expression, "Pick up the door first. The way you’re sitting there could attract a crowd of people who don’t know the real story, and then we’d have endless trouble."

The zombie walked over, picked up the car door, then climbed back into the Grand Cherokee, gripping the door with one hand.

...

Upon returning to Tiandu, Zhang Xian and company didn’t go home immediately. Instead, they went to a hair salon to change the zombie’s hairstyle, and then bought a few sets of clothes.

As for its teeth and nails, they easily fooled others by claiming they were part of some promotion.

In this predominantly atheistic society, no one questioned their story about makeup. No one would believe the truth - that this being really was a badass zombie.

Of course, getting a haircut caused quite a few laughs. The zombie was clueless about the modern world and its high tech.

"Man, it’s really tiring..." The evil cultivator had a bitter smile on his face.

Zhang Xian said, "Indeed, this guy doesn’t understand anything and is suspicious of everything."

The evil cultivator turned to Zhang Xian and asked, "Should we give him a name? It seems like he can’t tell us what he’s called. His hand is shaking so much, he can’t write."

"How about we call you Blood Soul, do you agree?" Zhang Xian turned his gaze toward the zombie.

Stunned, the zombie nodded after a while.

The evil cultivator chuckled bitterly upon hearing the name. The name was cool enough but didn’t quite fit a person. Well... technically, this guy was a zombie already, no longer human.

"Okay, Blood Soul it is." Zhang Xian nodded.

The Evil Cultivator laughed, "This name is badass, he’s sure to become famous. His power level is something else, unlike my two zombies who can only lie on the roof of the car."

Zhang Xian rubbed his nose, "Isn’t that because there’s no room for them?"

...

Inside the grand villa of Lingxiao Mountain Resort, in the living room,

Blood Soul sat on the sofa with utmost respect, not daring to let his eyes wander, like a wooden puppet.

Mo Shaoyun, Wen Yulan, Duan Hong, Li Peichi, Dong Qian, Zhu Qing, Nangong Wu, Xiao Nan, Fu Meiting - the nine ladies, were standing by, all their attention fixed on Blood Soul.

Was this thing a zombie? There was a zombie sitting in their house? It was all so strange!

"Don’t stare at him like that, he might get embarrassed." Zhang Xian said.

Mo Shaoyun responded, "I’ve got no impression at all! He’s just sitting there without any reaction, how could he possibly be embarrassed? Plus, it seems like he hasn’t even moved for half an hour now, isn’t that tiresome?"

"Elder Sister Shaoyun, he’s a zombie! Have you ever seen a zombie with expressions?" Zhang Xian replied with a wry smile.

Mo Shaoyun nodded, "Right. Zombies are supposed to be stiff all over, their faces too. They can’t make facial expressions."

"He’s pretty good-looking, isn’t he?" Fu Meiting’s eyes sparkled.

Zhang Xian groaned, "Elder Sister Meiting, don’t tell me you’ve fallen for him at first sight?"

"Go away, I’m not into that fetish, I can’t even imagine what it’d feel like to sleep with a zombie." Fu Meiting rubbed her chin, "But I wonder, can he get it up?"

Zhang Xian and the others nearly choked on their spit after hearing this.

"Roar...." Blood Soul glared at Fu Meiting, swinging his arms around in anger.

"Ah!" Fu Meiting was understandably frightened and quickly retreated.

Mo Shaoyun and the others did the same. Even though Zhang Xian said that the zombie wouldn’t attack people, it was still a zombie - it would be a lie to say they weren’t scared.

"Elder Sister Meiting, can’t you show some respect?" Zhang Xian said with a wry smile. "He is like that and you are still making fun of him?"

Seeing the zombie not attacking her, Fu Meiting patted her ample chest and grumbled, "I... I was just being curious! Who would’ve thought that he... sigh! Even a zombie can get angry."

"That..."

Zhang Xian laughed and proposed, "How about I find you a female zombie someday? To keep you from being so lonely?"

Blood Soul nodded vigorously in response.

"Damn..." Zhang Xian was just joking, he didn’t expect the zombie to take him seriously.

Seeing this, Mo Shaoyun and the other women looked on in scorn.

"Cough cough..." Zhang Xian coughed awkwardly, then asked the Evil Cultivator, "Do you think we can find a female zombie? I mean, I feel kind of sorry for Blood Soul."

The evil cultivator rubbed his nose and said, "I’ve never tried. It’s quite difficult. Since he is good-looking, the female zombie should be pretty too, otherwise, they won’t match. Generally, the conditions for humans to turn into zombies are harsh, so there are very few. Beautiful female zombies are even rarer. We can probably only make one ourselves, but I don’t want to."

Zhang Xian laughed, "It doesn’t matter. I was just kidding."

"Grr..." Suddenly, Blood Soul jumped up, grabbed Zhang Xian, and started shaking him, nodding his head like a pecking chicken.

Zhang Xian was stunned for a second before asking "You want that? I have to find one?"

Blood Soul nodded enthusiastically.

Zhang Xian slapped his forehead and said, "Alright then! When I have time, I’ll try my best to find you a female zombie."