A sharp-tongued woman travels through a book and changes the ruthless Taoist female cultivator

Of course, it was because her ruthless Taoist magic did not require golden elixir or spiritual power, but rather a state of mind, which was more than enough to block Wen Chu Ning's attack.

Wen Chu Ning's face was filled with horror. "This... is impossible! You are Yun Yueqing, right?"

As she spoke, she attacked Yun Yueqing again like a madman.

"I don't care who you are, go to hell!"

A figure flashed in front of Yun Yueqing like a ghost. It was Wei Xinran. His brows were tightly knitted and a faint blue light surrounded his body. It was a barrier of spiritual power and will.

"Stop!" Wei Xinran shouted.

He waved his sleeve lightly, and a gentle but firm force dissolved Wen Chuning's attack into nothingness. At the same time, a soft spiritual power wrapped around her, preventing her from going any further.

"Open your eyes and look carefully. She is my cleaning disciple Xiaoyan, not Yue Qing."

Wen Chu Ning was even more angry. "She is not Yun Yueqing, why are you protecting her so much?"

"I told you Yue Qing is not dead. She is now well and truly in the Jingyuan Sect. So she is just Xiaoyan. Could you please stop being unreasonable?"

Wen Chu Ning was stunned. "She's not dead? Then she's also useless, just like this Xiaoyan you adopted!"

At this moment, a soldier in armor came running over in a panic.

He knelt on one knee, clasped his fists, and said respectfully, "There is...a monster in the camp. I hope that Senior Brother and Second Senior Sister will go and investigate."

Wei Xinran reached out and helped the soldier up: "Tell me slowly and carefully."

"Those monsters feed on blood, not flesh. Every disciple who was bitten turned into one of their kind. Now half of the people in the camp have turned into those monsters."

After hearing this, Wei Xinran didn't bother to argue with Wen Chu Ning. The two of them went to the camp together to find out what was going on.

The nine-tailed spirit cat shrank its body to the size of a normal domestic cat, and jumped into Yun Yueqing's arms.

She intuitively felt that this was the secret of the Xuantian Sect in the Demon Realm, so she mixed in with the attendants and followed them.

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Camp

A desolate and desolate scene unfolded. The once bustling training ground had now become a living hell. Night fell, the moonlight thin and sparse, unable to penetrate the thick, blood-red haze. All around, blood gathered into tiny streams, winding and twisting, intertwining with the mangled remains of limbs and corpses, creating a terrifying and heart-wrenching scene.

The air was filled with a pungent smell of rust and corruption, and every step seemed to step on a soft, unknown object, making a disgusting sound.

The flickering flames made this dead silent place even more eerie and terrifying. The places that the fire could not reach were pitch black, as if countless pairs of prying eyes were hiding there.

In the distance, bursts of low and strange roars could be heard from time to time, accompanied by the crackling sound of bones rubbing against each other as the monsters moved, which was creepy.

At the edge of the camp, the bodies of several disciples who had not yet fully transformed lay twisted on the ground.

His skin was shriveled, his eyes were wide open and out of focus, staring blankly at the night sky, as if expressing endless despair and unwillingness.

All around, more disciples who had transformed into monsters were wandering aimlessly, growling like wild beasts, searching for their next prey.

Wei Xinran leaned over and observed a disciple who was undergoing mutation, his brows furrowed for a long time.

“This is a zombie.”

"Zombies?" Everyone was puzzled.

Wei Xinran explained: "Zombies feed on human flesh and blood. People who haven't truly died can be resurrected by zombies sucking their blood, but they will become a monster that is neither human nor ghost."

"These zombies are all low-level zombies, so when they eat people, some will die immediately, and only a few will survive by chance."

"I don't know who released zombies into my Xuantian Sect camp."

Wen Chu Ning didn't know why, but she shuddered. "It must be the Jing Yuan Sect. They've always been unhappy with my Xuan Tian Sect."

Wei Xinran simply chose to ignore him. "You isolate the soldiers. And you, go to Xuantian Sect and call more monks to help."

Wei Xinran closed his eyes and concentrated, quickly forming seals with his hands. The spiritual power around him surged and turned into silver chains, which shuttled through the chaotic camp like a dragon.

These chains precisely wrapped around each zombie, binding them tightly.

Even the most ferocious monsters were unable to move under this force and could only let out unwilling roars.

With a low shout from him, all the zombies seemed to be lifted up by invisible hands, slowly rising up, and were sent one by one into an abandoned warehouse deep in the camp.

The warehouse door slammed shut. Wei Xinran tapped his fingertips lightly, and several complicated runes appeared in the air, turning into light and sinking into the door.

In an instant, the warehouse was covered by a solid barrier, isolating all sounds and smells inside and outside.

He took one look and couldn't help but look a little pained. "These are the soldiers who fought side by side with me. We ate and lived together every day, and now they have become like this, neither human nor ghost."

"Don't worry, I will definitely bring the culprit to justice."

He was surprised to find that the pupils of these zombies were black and gray, and he didn't know what the difference was between the pupils of the same color.

After careful observation, he was surprised to find that one of the zombies had blue eyes, which made him different from the other zombies.

The big zombies were all roaring and shouting in an endless struggle to break free, but he was curled up in a corner of the cell, motionless. If he didn't look carefully, he wouldn't even be able to detect his existence.

"Ayong?" Wei Xinran called out his name tentatively.

The zombie with blue pupils slowly turned his head, as if he understood.

"I understand, don't I?"

Ayong nodded woodenly and looked at his body again. His skin was as white as snow and his white nails were as long as branches.

The most terrifying thing is that the sharp teeth cannot be retracted no matter how hard you try, and the lips have turned bright red because of bloodthirstiness.

She held her head in shame, not wanting Wei Xinran to see her, and shook her head frantically, "No! No! No!"

Wei Xinran continued to ask, "Ayong, I won't hurt you. Tell me what happened and who made you like this?"

Ayong screamed frantically, "Don't ask me, I really don't know! Let me go, please, don't use me for experiments anymore!"

Wei Xinran untied the shackles that bound Ayong. "I won't hurt you, nor will I use you as an experiment. Calm down. If you don't want to talk about it now, I don't have to ask."

Ayong slowly calmed down. Apart from his special appearance, it seemed that he was no different from other people.

He slowly walked towards the door of the warehouse, wanting to open his heart to Wei Xin.

For some reason, all the zombies in the warehouse seemed to be afraid of Ayong and tried to avoid him. I even saw fear on the faces of other zombies.

Wei Xinran stretched out his hand and tried to open the warehouse door, but Wen Chuning held his wrist tightly.

"Brother Wei, what are you doing? Looking at his current appearance, he is no longer the teammate 'Ayong' who fought alongside you."

"Can you please wake up a little?"