Once I enter the pass, great Confucian scholars will surely debate the classics for me.

Having just stepped onto the world stage, they had already lost a player.

The team's score is already negative one point. To erase the negative score, they must find a way to hunt down other teams and equalize the team's score. This will bring heavy psychological pressure to others.

However, this did not cause any emotional fluctuation for Zhou Qingfeng.

His original strategy was to recruit a group of expendable players to reach the standard required for entry into the world competition.

He didn't care at all about the lives of the cannon fodder.

Those who obey will be kept; those who disobey will be eliminated.

It's fair to say that I was mentally prepared for a negative score from the start.

What needs to be done now is to understand the current world arena, what kind of world background it is, whether there are extraordinary cultivation civilizations, and what level of power humanity is at.

I must gather every detail of battlefield intelligence.

Make ample preparations for the impending bloody battle.

In the darkness and heavy rain, the seven-person team moved forward quickly, maintaining a steady pace while remaining wary of attacks that could appear from the shadows at any moment. As time passed, the seven-person team moved further and further away from the deserted temple.

The rain lasted longer and longer, and then we discovered some unusual things.

The rain that falls on a person's body can wash away their lifespan.

However, upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the rainwater was substandard, failing to even reach the turbidity level.

Naturally, it could not affect the lifespan of Zhou Qingfeng and the others in the slightest.

The seven-person team led by Zhou Qingfeng ignored the man-eating rain, but when they reached a certain point, they were forced to stop because three forks in the road appeared in front of them.

"I'll go scout ahead," Ye Tingxiu said first.

Zhou Qingfeng reached out and placed his hand on Ye Tingxiu's shoulder, gently shaking his head to stop him from asking to explore the path.

Then Zhou Qingfeng looked at the four unfamiliar team members he had brought into the team, scanning them one by one.

Of the four unfamiliar team members, the three female cultivators all knew what Zhou Qingfeng meant when he looked over, but none of them wanted to, so they remained silent and pretended not to understand.

Finally, the male cultivator stepped forward and said, "I'll go, Captain."

Zhou Qingfeng ignored him. He didn't need to put those who volunteered to serve him on their behalf into any test of obedience. He pointed to the three female cultivators and said, "You three go and scout ahead. Go and come back quickly."

In this completely unknown environment, taking the wrong path may not kill you, but it will definitely add a lot of unnecessary risks and troubles. You still need to make a careful choice about which path to take.

This was easy for Zhou Qingfeng to solve; he just needed to draw lots to find out which path to take.

However, he wanted to take this opportunity to determine whether the new team member would obey his orders. The stranger's volunteering had already shown that he was willing to follow orders, so there was no need to send him to scout ahead.

Upon hearing this, the three female cultivators exchanged glances and then began to feign pitifulness and weakness in front of Zhou Qingfeng, attempting to awaken his protective instincts and sense of responsibility. However, Zhou Qingfeng chose to ignore their performance.

Zhou Qingfeng said coldly, "From the moment I stepped into the First Family, my master Qiu Chengde told me that the First Family has no need for useless people. I have always kept that in mind, and I am passing it on to you."

"No useless people are allowed in my squad."

"If you want to follow me, you have to prove your worth."

The three talented female cultivators' expressions changed immediately. They thought that Zhou Qingfeng would give them some care and preferential treatment because they were beautiful, but they did not expect that Zhou Qingfeng would use them as cannon fodder.

However, at this moment, it's too late for them to regret it.

Either risk going ahead to explore and come back alive to prove your worth.

Either they refuse to carry out orders, get kicked out of the team, and fend for themselves.

After weighing the pros and cons, the three talented female cultivators put away their weak and pitiful side and quickly chose to go ahead to explore. They were willing to be cannon fodder, but they had to prove their own value first so that they could gain a foothold in the team.

Moreover, since they can't gain benefits by pretending to be pitiful or weak, there's no need for them to pretend anymore.

They are not really helpless, innocent girls.

"Stay put and remain on guard." Zhou Qingfeng glanced at Xiao Hongyun and Ye Tingxiu.

The two nodded slightly and quickly dispersed to the left and right sides.

Zhou Qingfeng glanced sideways at the male cultivator who had volunteered and asked, "What's your name?"

The male cultivator said, "Captain, my name is Cheng Wuquan, you can just call me A-Quan."

Zhou Qingfeng hummed in agreement, and personal information about Cheng Wuquan quickly appeared in his mind.

Cheng Wuquan was born in the slums of Sword Tower City. His father died early, and he only had an old mother at home.

He grew up in gangs, engaging in theft and robbery during his childhood and fighting for territory during his teenage years. He was notorious for his crimes and made great contributions to the gang.

However, one day he suddenly left the gang, not because he had reformed.

Instead, he had higher ambitions. He used all the money he had earned from working in gangs to become an apprentice and train under a master. After becoming an apprentice of the Baquan Martial Arts School, he learned the Food Turbidity Cultivation. When he didn't have enough tuition, he became a punching bag and sparring partner for others.

Because of his exceptional physical talent and diligent training, the Baquan Martial Arts School provided him with meticulous care and waived many tuition and fees. After reaching the Food Disaster Realm at the age of 20, Cheng Wuquan was assigned by the school to work as a bodyguard at a security escort agency to earn money.

He worked as a bodyguard for four years, risking his life during that time and making a lot of money for the Baquan Martial Arts School.

This person has rich practical experience, is skilled in physical techniques, is proficient in boxing, and has an extremely strong fighting awareness. He shone brightly in the preliminary competition, winning 18 consecutive matches with his iron fists and establishing the formidable reputation of Baquan Martial Arts School.

It can be said that this is a vicious man who fought his way up from the slums with his own fists and feet.

Moreover, according to the intelligence gathered, Cheng Wuquan is extremely filial. Once, someone cursed him with "I'll fuck your mother," and he pulled out the person's teeth one by one, a very cruel act.

"Ah Quan, why did you volunteer to scout ahead just now?"

Upon hearing this, Cheng Wuquan grinned and said, "I'm not afraid."

"Why aren't you afraid?"

"I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid."

"Interesting." Zhou Qingfeng chuckled twice, suddenly realizing that this kid had something special about him.

The words are simple, yet they contain a double entendre.

The first meaning is: I'm not afraid of you, but I'm willing to obey orders.

The second meaning is that I am not afraid to explore new paths because I have the capability.

Such a person is by no means a genius who is all brawn and no brain and only knows how to cultivate. If kept in the team and used properly, he is a good asset and may even bring unexpected surprises at crucial moments.

A moment later, the three female cultivators quickly returned.

A female cultivator in black said, "Captain, there's a group of undead wandering around on the left side of the road."

"From what I've observed, these undead have run out of lifespan, their souls have vanished, but their bodies are intact. They show no hostility toward my presence and are simply blindly moving toward a certain place."

A female cultivator in green clasped her hands and said, "Captain, after careful investigation of this road, I found a brightly decorated mansion ahead. From my observation, there is a faint demonic aura emanating from the mansion."

The last female cultivator in white robes clasped her hands and said, "Captain, the road on the right leads directly to a bustling ghost market. I observed it from afar and found it to be full of ghosts and very lively."

Upon hearing the report, Zhou Qingfeng nodded slightly: "Good, rejoin the team."

Upon hearing this, the three female cultivators calmly clasped their hands in a salute, and then returned to their ranks one after another.

Zhou Qingfeng stroked his chin, pretending to ponder which path to take.

In reality, it summons the mysterious scarlet divination bucket from the depths of consciousness.

Silently recite it.

Draw lots!

[Auspicious fortune slip: Take the left path, good luck]

[Neutral draw, proceed from the right, draw]

[Neutral draw, proceed from the middle, neutral]

Seeing this, Zhou Qingfeng, following the principle of choosing the auspicious path if possible and neutral if not, decisively said, "Let's take the left path and follow this group of living dead to see where they're going."

Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions varied. They followed Zhou Qingfeng and quickly headed towards the small path on the left. This time, because someone had scouted the path beforehand and confirmed it was safe, their speed was much faster, and they caught up with the group of undead in no time.

Dozens of pale-faced, lifeless people walked forward like zombies, seemingly converging on some destination, completely ignoring the seven-person team that suddenly appeared behind them.

Zhou Qingfeng and his team members lingered at a distance of about half an hour.

A light appeared ahead, extremely conspicuous in the rainy night, as if providing direction for those lost in this land, and it seemed to be the direction of the dozens of undead.

"Go!" Zhou Qingfeng decisively led his team around the dozens of undead and rushed towards the firelight ahead. When they got closer, they found that it was a village.

A group of villagers, dressed in straw raincoats, stood at the village entrance, holding weapons in one hand and torches in the other.

At the entrance of the village stands a stone tablet with the three characters 'Peach Blossom Village' written on it.

When the seven-man squad saw them, they also saw the seven-man squad.

After Zhou Qingfeng led his men into the village, he raised his hands empty-handed and said, "Fellow villagers, we mean no harm. We are just passing through this place. It's been raining heavily tonight, and we hope to find a place to stay. We hope you can be accommodating."

Upon hearing this, the villagers erupted in chaos, their faces filled with shock: "My God, they're actually alive!"

"How is this possible? Who are they?"

"If the body is soaked by the rain, the soul and lifespan should be washed away."

"Yes, logically speaking, they should be the living dead, so how come they are still alive?"

The village chief of the longevity village stepped forward to stop the commotion: "Quiet, quiet, what's all the commotion about?"

Upon hearing the village chief speak, the riot quickly subsided.

Seeing this, the village chief stepped forward, clasped his hands in a salute to Zhou Qingfeng and the others, and said, "My name is Li, and I am the village chief of this place. I am here to greet you all, my esteemed immortals. I am just a country bumpkin with no knowledge, and I am making a fuss over nothing. I hope you will not take offense."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Qingfeng keenly sensed that the village chief seemed to have misunderstood something.

However, based on the village chief's behavior, it can at least be confirmed that cultivators exist in this world.

The fact that his group relied on their strong physiques to ignore the damage caused by the rain was probably what made the village chief misunderstand them as some kind of immortals. This misunderstanding wasn't necessarily a bad thing for them.

He nodded slightly and said, "Yes, I'd appreciate it if Village Chief Li could arrange a place for us to stay."

Village Chief Li said respectfully, "I dare not mention the trouble. This is all I should do. Please rest in the nearby shelter for now. Once I have finished my work, I will arrange for you to stay."

Zhou Qingfeng nodded slightly: "Okay, no rush."

There are two large rain shelters next to the village entrance, which can accommodate hundreds of people.

Led by Village Chief Li, Zhou Qingfeng sat down in the rain shelter.

Zhou Qingfeng activated his crimson magic to shake his clothes, and all the rain and dust on them fell to the ground.

Then they saw dozens of undead wandering outside the village staggering into Peach Blossom Village. Village Chief Li led the villagers to bring these undead in one by one and put them in a rain shelter for treatment.

"Village Chief Li, these living dead have empty eyes, numb expressions, and no life at all. It seems their lifespans have run out and their souls have disappeared. Is there really any need to save them?" Zhou Qingfeng asked, not at all worried that his rash question might be inappropriate for his status as an immortal.

Even if he were exposed, Zhou Qingfeng remained indifferent. He was impersonating an immortal to better gather intelligence, and if it became a shackle that restricted his intelligence gathering, then he would rather not have this identity.

Upon hearing this, Village Chief Li clasped his hands in response: "Immortal, these travelers are pitiful. They encountered a rain disaster, and their lifespan and souls have been washed away. Even if they are saved, their minds will be affected to some extent."

"Although these people are brain-dead, at least they will not lose their fighting ability. Especially in terms of fighting ability, they are fearless and fearless, and their fighting power is stronger than that of ordinary people."

"We give each of them a basic lifespan of 30 days and teach them martial arts techniques to fight against demons and monsters."

"With martial arts skills, they can quickly develop combat power, and in order to survive and gain lifespan rewards, they will keep fighting against demons and monsters. They are the best warriors to protect the village."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Qingfeng nodded slightly and pointed to the torch, asking, "What's that?"

Village Chief Li replied, "Immortal, that is the Torch of Life Transmission, a magical artifact fueled by lifespan."

"Burning it can protect our village from attacks by demons and monsters."

"And on nights of rainstorms, it can attract these living dead whose lifespans and souls have vanished."

At this point, Village Chief Li was filled with doubt.

Even a celestial being couldn't possibly be unaware of the Life-Transmitting Torch.

That's incredibly ignorant; they don't seem like people from this world at all.

That's bizarre, so bizarre.

Despite harboring doubts, Village Chief Li dared not reveal them in the slightest, for the people in front of him were able to travel through the night of the rainstorm without sustaining any injuries; such terrifying strength was beyond his comprehension.

It would be better if the Damage Assessment Master personally verified the identities of these people. With the Damage Assessment Master's immortal-like abilities, even if these people were imposters, he could capture and kill them in one fell swoop.

Zhou Qingfeng casually said, "Village Chief Li, my fellow Daoists and I have been in seclusion for ten thousand years. We have just come out of seclusion and are not very familiar with the current situation. Could you tell us in detail about the changes over the past ten thousand years?"

Village Chief Li smiled wryly and said, "Immortal, you're making things difficult for me. I'm just a country bumpkin who has never left Peach Blossom Village in my life. How would I know many things? But there is one person who can definitely answer your question."

"That person is the only immortal in our village, the True Immortal of Damage Assessment. He is currently in seclusion for cultivation. If he knew that you immortals were visiting, he would surely be delighted and would be very willing to sit down and discuss the Dao with you."

Zhou Qingfeng smiled faintly: "Alright, then I'll trouble Village Chief Li to make the introduction."

"Of course, of course. Please have a seat, esteemed immortals. I must excuse myself." Village Chief Li clasped his hands in farewell and took his leave.

Then, Village Chief Li led the villagers to infuse these living dead with life force.

With the addition of lifespan, a hint of bewilderment appeared in the numb and empty eyes of these living dead.

Zhou Qingfeng stood nearby, observing the villagers' busy work with great interest.

Xiao Hongyun sat down next to him and whispered, "Captain, I saw it clearly just now. This Village Chief Li seemed to have doubts about our immortal identities. I guess he's going to test our authenticity."

Zhou Qingfeng was confident and smiled faintly: "It's alright. After obtaining the necessary information, there's no need to stay here any longer. Let's test it. Let's take this opportunity to meet this 'Immortal.' I'm sure an 'Immortal' would know a lot of things."