Tomb Raiding: My Family's Last Clan Chief is Little Brother

Chapter 14 Immortality is Not to be Seeked
Zhang Wuxun frowned. "Who? That blood corpse?"

The young man grunted in agreement and ran ahead first.

The group quickly followed.

After running wildly for a while and turning countless corners, the young man finally stopped. "Alright, there's something strange about the stone path here. It shouldn't be able to catch up with us anytime soon."

Fatty Wang quickly put Panzi down from his back, panting heavily as he collapsed to the ground, saying, "I'm exhausted from running."

At this point, Panzi's hands and feet had begun to turn purple, and they felt as cold as ice cubes to the touch.

Zhang Wuxun quickly put down his backpack, took out a first-aid kit, and bandaged Pan Zi's wound to stop the bleeding.

The wounds on other parts of his body were small and easy to treat, but the two wounds on his neck and abdomen were almost fatal.

Zhang Wuxun took out a needle and thread, intending to disinfect and sew him up first, otherwise his intestines would fall out.

The young man stared at the wound on Panzi's abdomen for a few moments, pressed it a few times, and suddenly said, "Help me hold him down, there's a corpse beetle inside."

Zhang Wuxun's hands were still inconvenient after being disinfected and he was wearing gloves. "Little Innocent, Fatty, a corpse beetle has crawled into Panzi's stomach. We need to get it out. You two help hold it down so it doesn't struggle."

At this time, Wu Xiaoxie was not familiar with Xiao Ge yet. Compared to Xiao Ge, he believed Zhang Wuxun's words more. Hearing this, he didn't say anything, but reached out and pressed down on Pan Zi's hands and arms. Wang Pangzi also pressed down on Pan Zi's legs.

The young man used his knife to pry open Panzi's wound, then his fingers flashed out, probing and hooking, and as he emerged, a blue corpse beetle was caught between his fingertips.

Although the guy was moving so fast that he was almost out of sight, Pan Zi was still in so much pain that he was curled up like a shrimp. Wu Xiaoxie was so strong that he almost couldn't hold him down. It was only when Wang Pangzi sat down on his leg that he restricted his movements with his weight.

The carrion beetle had suffocated; no one knew when it had crawled inside.

"Keep pressing it; alcohol disinfection hurts a lot."

Zhang Wuxun used tweezers to place an alcohol swab on Panzi's wound, trying to be as gentle as possible, but Panzi still trembled all over in pain, gritting his teeth and enduring it without crying out.

Zhang Wuxun worked quickly and efficiently, treating the wounds on his abdomen and neck, then applying medicine and bandaging them.

Fatty Wang clicked his tongue in admiration, "You guys even bring a doctor with you when you go into the tomb? Your technique is so professional, it's as smooth and precise as embroidery."

Zhang Wuxun rolled his eyes and chuckled.

Wu Xiaoxie still remembered how Fatty Wang had scared people in the main tomb chamber, and asked irritably, "Who the hell are you?"

Just as Fatty Wang was about to speak, the young man suddenly made a shushing gesture, signaled to turn off the lights, and covered his mouth and nose.

At the same time, a familiar "thump" sound came from the corridor, sending chills down one's spine.

In the dark space, the sound seemed to grow closer and closer, as if it were right next to their ears, and the air gradually became foul-smelling.

Zhang Wuxun quickly held his breath, thinking to himself, "Damn it, did this blood corpse just crawl out of a cesspool? It stinks!"
The sound suddenly disappeared, and everyone's hearts seemed to stop.

It seemed like a century had passed.

Just when Wu Xiaoxie was about to give up, the voice rang out again and gradually faded away.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, a loud "bang" sound suddenly broke out in the quiet space.

Fuck!
That fatso actually farted at this crucial moment!
Zhang Wuxun swiftly drew the skull knife from the box on his back and slashed at the blood corpse in front of Wu Xiaoxie the instant his miner's lamp turned on.

"Run!" the young man shouted, his black gold ancient sword already drawn. The two of them joined forces to hold off the blood corpse, while Fatty Wang rolled on the spot, hoisted Pan Zi onto his back, and ran forward with Wu Xiaoxie for their lives.

Zhang Wuxun's first strike was aimed at the blood corpse's head, but it dodged it. Zhang Wuxun only managed to cut one of the blood corpse's shoulders, slicing off a large chunk of flesh.

"Holy crap? This thing has been upgraded!" Zhang Wuxun was surprised, then immediately changed tactics, cooperating with his brother to attack one side at a time.

Zhang Wuxun cursed and swore as he hit him, "Why the hell is he always hitting me? It's not like I'm the only one hitting you."

The blood corpse probably held a grudge against Zhang Wuxun for the kick he gave it at the beginning. Even though the young man's knife was already cutting into it, it wouldn't dodge and kept chasing after Zhang Wuxun, yelling as it did so.

"Damn it, stop breathing on me when your mouth stinks!" Zhang Wuxun got angry too. He ducked to avoid the blood corpse's claws and twisted his wrist, slashing the blade towards the blood corpse's ankle.

With a snap, the blood corpse instantly lost its balance and swayed to one side.

The guy took the opportunity to chop off one of its arms, then swung his knife and slid it across the ground with a thud.

"Damn it..." Zhang Wuxun kicked the blood corpse's body, still not satisfied. He glanced at the head next to him and suddenly had an idea.

"Let's go find Xiaotianzhen and the others." Zhang Wuxun held a knife in his left hand and dragged the tube that Xiao Ge had used to transfer alum acid in his right hand. A bloody head was tied to the tube, which belonged to the blood corpse.

He wanted to take this head to show off to Xiao Tianzhen and the others.

The young man nodded, and the two walked forward along the corridor.

"Hey, buddy, how come this blood corpse suddenly became so powerful? With your skills, you were actually able to outrun it." Zhang Wuxun was a little puzzled. He had clearly kicked the blood corpse's chest so hard it caved in, how could it have healed so quickly? Wait, this blood corpse actually has a self-repairing function!
My Blood Corpse is amazing!
"Old man, you ran into trouble while going down into a tomb, and got eaten." The young man said succinctly.

Zhang Wuxun understood. "You mean, the old man we tied to the tree went down into the tomb after us, and then just happened to run into the blood zombie and was eaten by it?"

The young man nodded.

No wonder, it turns out it's because of the extra nutrition.

"Hey, buddy, do you recognize this blood corpse?" Zhang Wu asked.

The young man gave him a strange look, as if to say, "You don't know him, yet you've been talking to the blood corpse for so long."

Zhang Wuxun smiled and said, "I was mainly annoyed by the thought of you kneeling before it, and I don't know why, but... I just felt like I could control it."

Upon hearing this, the young man paused slightly and subconsciously looked at Zhang Wuxun's right hand.

Zhang Wuxun chuckled, switched the knife from his left hand to his right, and waved his left hand in front of the young man.

The young man was clearly taken aback and asked, "What's your name?"

Zhang Wuxun's smile vanished, and he said solemnly, "I am Zhang Wuxun, a member of the Zhang family overseas."

The young man hesitated, "Why not the sea?"

Zhang Wuxun shrugged. "I don't know. My father named me Wuxun."

The young man nodded and said nothing more.

The atmosphere fell silent for a moment, and Zhang Wuxun didn't know what to say to ease the tension. He couldn't very well call the clan chief "Grandpa" and then start chatting about everyday things.

Damn, even Zhang Wuxun felt embarrassed.

(End of this chapter)