Do you really think you can get me with just a banana?

Hearing the noise, Yan Ruchen slowly opened his eyes and looked at Guan Shanyu, who was staring blankly out the window with half a pancake in his mouth. His brows were about to frown again. Guan Shanyu saw Yan Ruchen open his eyes and looked at him expressionlessly, so he stretched out a finger and pointed out the window. Yan Ruchen didn't even turn his head, but his eyes moved slightly in the direction of Guan Shanyu's finger.

Then he saw that there was a person outside the door.

Yan Ruchen now became serious, put down his meditating hands, turned his head to the window and observed carefully.

The setting sun slowly sank below the horizon. Beyond, night crept in, as if locked in a silent struggle with the daylight. The sky was split in two, a blurring of light and darkness. Just as dusk was about to set in, a figure suddenly appeared on an empty and desolate road, walking alone. Its origins were unknown, its identity a mystery, as if it had stepped directly out of the night.

Guan Shanyu and Yan Ruchen in the window stared at the scene intently. They saw that the man was covered in blood, staggering, and one hand was tightly covering his abdomen. It was obvious that he was seriously injured.

Guan Shanyu recalled what Qiushui Jianji and the others had said at the Elders' Council. The major sects had sent numerous disciples to search for the missing disciples, but all those who had entered Wangshui Ridge had vanished into thin air. He turned to look at Yan Ruchen and asked in a low voice, "Could it be the disciples who disappeared earlier? Do you want to go out and check?"

Yan Ruchen turned around and looked at him. After a moment of contemplation, he nodded cautiously.

After getting permission, Guan Shanyu immediately put the bag on the ground, walked lightly, exchanged a glance with Yan Ruchen, and pushed open the door. However, for safety reasons, the two did not dare to rush forward, but slowly approached step by step until they were about ten steps away. In the still slightly bright sky, Guan Shanyu and the others were surprised to find that

The injured disciple was actually wearing the school uniform of Yuchen Palace, the same uniform that everyone saw during the competition at Wuzijian.

Yan Ruchen quickly turned around and exchanged glances with Guan Shanyu. Guan Shanyu read the confusion in his eyes and summoned up the courage to softly ask the disciple, "Brother, are you a disciple of Yuchen Palace? Why are you here? What trouble have you encountered?"

The disciple seemed a little dazed when he heard the sound. He slowly turned his head to look at Guan Shanyu and the others, but the distance was too far and he couldn't see their faces clearly. He only saw that he stopped, his hands still covering the wound, with blood faintly visible on his chin, and he looked miserable.

Guan Shanyu's heart tightened, a bad feeling coming on. This disciple seemed unable to move on his own. He quickened his pace, intending to approach and inspect his injuries. However, after taking a few steps, Yan Ruchen shouted a warning: "Be careful!"

Guan Shanyu suddenly turned around and saw that Yan Ruchen had teleported behind him. He grabbed Guan Shanyu's hand and pulled him behind him, then quickly raised his sword with his right hand.

Guan Shanyu turned around and saw that the disciple who had been stunned just moments ago was now within reach, his bloody mouth wide open, charging at him. Yan Ruchen's sword flashed, severing the disciple's arm, intending to subdue him rather than kill him. However, due to the swiftness of both parties, the disciple's claws still scratched Yan Ruchen's arm at the moment he lost his arm.

"What the hell! What the hell is this!"

Guan Shanyu was so frightened that he let out a scream. Seeing that disciple being kicked far away by Yan Ruchen, he suddenly remembered something and immediately grabbed Yan Ruchen's hand to check it, but Yan Ruchen dodged it. Guan Shanyu looked up at him in confusion, only to see Yan Ruchen's brows furrowed, his face expressionless as he stared at the strange disciple lying on the ground. He said, "Don't worry about the wound for now. Let's tie him up and take him back. We'll investigate his origins."

It was the first time that Guan Shanyu saw Yan Ruchen so resolute and courageous. He was stunned for a moment, then nodded in agreement and rolled up his sleeves to help bring the strange disciple back into the house.

He wanted to help, but it was useless. Yan Ruchen's hand was cut, but he acted as if nothing had happened. He used his injured right hand to pick up the disciple by the collar, pressed a few times on his acupuncture points, and carried him back into the house as if he were carrying a chicken.

Guan Shanyu didn't help in any way except following him all the way.

Arriving at the house, he hurriedly opened the door, waited for Yan Ruchen to lead the person in, quickly closed the door and looked around, confirming that it was safe before turning to assist Yan Ruchen. Unexpectedly, in the moment of opening and closing the door, Yan Ruchen had found a rope from somewhere and tied the disciple firmly to a pillar in the room. In his hand, he had already lit a tinder, and the whole room was illuminated.

Guan Shanyu ran to Yan Ruchen and said in surprise, "Ruchen, your hand speed is so fast."

Yan Ruchen hummed, frowning as he stared at the disciple in front of him with a serious expression. Because Yan Ruchen usually wore a gentle smile, Guan Shanyu rarely saw such a serious and focused expression on his face. Seeing that he looked both serious and stern, Guan Shanyu couldn't help but glance at him a few more times out of curiosity. Seeing Yan Ruchen stroking his chin and staring at the disciple as if he was thinking about something, he couldn't help but ask, "Ruchen, why is this person attacking us? Is he a demon transformed?"

Hearing this, Yan Ruchen slightly raised one eyebrow and looked at him. He didn't say anything, but his expression was very clear, implying "Don't you have that secret technique to detect it? Why do you need to ask me?"

Guan Shanyu touched his head awkwardly. Although it seemed like a stupid question to Yan Ruchen, Yan Ruchen himself was also a demon. His heart was pounding so fast, and who knew whether it was because of Yan Ruchen or that disciple.

But he couldn't think of a reason to explain, so he changed the subject and said, "This disciple is wearing the clothes of Yuchen Palace. Ruchen, can you see if it is the disciple we have seen before?"

Seeing Guan Shanyu's eyes widen as he cautiously circled around the disciple, Yan Ruchen couldn't help but chuckle. He brushed the disciple's messy hair aside with his hand and handed the tinderbox to Guan Shanyu, his eyes focused as he replied, "Even if I've seen him before, I probably wouldn't recognize him now."

Guan Shanyu hurriedly moved closer, hoping to see the disciple's face clearly in the light of the fire. But as soon as the light passed over the disciple's face, Guan Shanyu gasped in fear, hissed, and took a deep breath.

This is not a person at all, it is clearly done by one person.

Guan Shanyu finally understood why Yan Ruchen had such a complicated expression. He also frowned at this moment. He saw that the disciple's skin was shriveled, as if the blood had been drained out. His face was pale and bloodless, with veins bulging all over his body, spreading like insects. His eyes were white, revealing his green face and fangs, which was extremely terrifying.

"This...this is a zombie!" Guan Shanyu exclaimed in a low voice, frowning.

"Hmm?" Yan Ruchen turned around after hearing this, looking puzzled. "What corpse?"

Guan Shanyu came back to his senses, blinked, and seriously corrected: "Oh, no, it's a zombie."

Yan Ruchen frowned slightly, looked at the disciple, and whispered to himself: "Zombie..."

Of course not!

Guan Shanyu thought to himself, this is clearly Soul Eater. Please, he is the author of the original novel. Although he can't remember many small plots, he will definitely not forget this plot!

In the original novel, Yan Ruchen met a senior demon in Wangshuiling. Because the senior had been attacked by hundreds of immortal families, he was seriously injured and had nowhere to go, so he hid in Wangshuiling. He accidentally met Yan Ruchen, a descendant of the demon, and he gave him all his life's magic power, which helped Yan Ruchen greatly increase his magic power.

Among them, the most powerful spell is called "Soul Devourer." This spell, like the "Star Absorbing" technique in the Sunflower Manual, can devour the magic power of others, but it also comes with a huge risk: when absorbing magic power, it also absorbs the other person's mind, causing unconsciousness at the least and death at the worst. Although Yan Ruchen inherited all the magic skills of his predecessor, due to his pure heart, he refused to practice this extremely sinister "Soul Devourer" technique.

Guan Shanyu didn't expect that in this world where the plot was 100% offset, the demon elder was still there!

Considering the hidden arrows from Tianjian Pavilion and the disappearance of the disciples, it means that someone just doesn't want them to come here. So could it be that another awakened person in this world has already arrived at Wangshuiling ahead of them, inherited the abilities of the demon elder, and then tricked those disciples here to absorb their magic power?

Guan Shanyu frowned, looking at the disciple who rolled his eyes. His heart sank, and he thought to himself, this is not impossible. If these disciples were missing for a long time, the masters would definitely send people to search for them. If even the people they sent had no news, the masters would probably go out themselves.

By then, wouldn't the other party be able to capture them all in one fell swoop, devour the magic power of hundreds of immortal sects, and attempt to unify the world?

But this is the script he arranged for Yan Ruchen!

That guy who appeared out of nowhere, trying to steal the show? Guan Shanyu glanced at Yan Ruchen with some concern. The plot was so choppy, he kept missing key breakthroughs, and the depth of his magical power was unpredictable. What if that Awakened One really got there first? Who knows what kind of trouble would it cause later? What if he attacked Song Ziye later...

Thinking of this, Guan Shanyu sighed secretly, and had already made up his mind - no matter what, he could no longer be so passive. He turned to look at Yan Ruchen, and noticed that the two large scratches on his arms where the disciple had scratched him were still bleeding, but Yan Ruchen was completely unaware, only focusing on carefully studying the disciple with a fire stick.

Guan Shanyu's eyes darkened, and he gently tugged at Yan Ruchen's sleeve, lowering his voice and saying, "Put it aside for a moment, I need to bandage your wound."