All Heavens: Dual Cultivation of Magic and Martial Arts Starting from the Republic of China

"What's going on? Could it be that this white-haired rat demon is just a minor boss, and the one next door is the real boss?!"

Fu Ze recalled certain game references.

After finally defeating the BOSS with great difficulty and having almost no health left, I discovered that the real culprit was waiting behind me!

Should we just forget about it?

Since we're already here!

Be careful, just take a look.

If it really is some kind of ferocious evil entity, at least get some information beforehand, and then make a decision after Yu Mingzi returns.

Fu Ze had made up his mind. Instead of leaving, he carefully sensed the aura seeping through the cracks in the tomb wall.

"It's the aura of death!"

He was certain.

The creatures in the adjacent tomb chamber were neither demons nor ghosts.

Even the "corpse spirit" he had encountered not long ago was somewhat different.

"Could it be that inside is...?"

Fu Ze's heart skipped a beat. At the same time, he clenched his fist, exerted a sudden burst of internal force, and punched the crack in the stone wall.

Boom!

The tomb walls, already riddled with cracks, shattered with a crash, revealing a dark, gaping hole.

An even stronger, colder aura swept over us, chilling us to the bone, several times heavier than the one in the tomb where the rat demon was.

Fu Ze peered through the hole, intending to observe the situation first.

He focused his spiritual energy into his eyes, allowing him to see as if it were daytime even in the darkest of environments.

The adjacent tomb chamber was more spacious, but it was almost bare, looking like a newly built tomb.

In the very center of the tomb chamber, there was a huge stone coffin, its body carved with ferocious beasts. It was incredibly heavy and clearly no ordinary object.

The chilling, gloomy aura and corpse-like energy emanated from inside the stone coffin.

"This stone coffin doesn't even have a lid?"

Fu Ze noticed something amiss.

This means that he doesn't need to figure out how to open the heavy coffin lid to see what's inside.

After hesitating for a moment, he decided to crawl through the hole in the tomb wall.

After entering the adjacent burial chamber.

Fu Ze held his breath, slowed his steps, and gently approached the stone coffin.

He tightly closed the Niwan Palace acupoint to ensure that not a single drop of spiritual energy in his body was leaked out.

At the same time, it combines the skills of a martial arts practitioner to control the body's qi and blood, making it difficult for evil spirits to perceive the body's qi and blood.

Fu Ze had heard his grandfather say before that martial arts practitioners could not directly attack spirit-like ghosts like Taoist sorcerers.

However, once one cultivates to the peak of the Transformation Realm, with perfect strength throughout the body and a unified flow of Qi and blood, one can unleash an invisible power of Qi and blood! This is comparable to the destructive power of fire-type spiritual energy against ghosts and evil spirits.

However, if one deliberately conceals their qi and blood, to the perception of ordinary ghosts, it is as if they become "empty," as if they no longer exist! They simply cannot see a master of the Transformation Realm who has completely concealed their qi and blood.

Of course, Fu Ze has only just entered the Dark Force realm and is still quite far from reaching the Transformation Force realm.

However, deliberately restraining one's qi and blood does have some effect...

Meanwhile, Fu Ze approached the enormous stone coffin and peered inside.

really!

A zombie dressed as an official from the previous dynasty was lying in the coffin.

Its eyes were tightly closed, its face was skin and bones, devoid of flesh, like a skin covering a skeleton. Two sharp fangs pierced from the corners of its mouth.

His hands were placed in front of his chest, and his fingernails were about half a foot long, each one jet black and shiny, like inverted daggers. They looked sharp enough to pierce through gold and split rocks.

Even more terrifying, fine white down had appeared on the zombie's face and the back of its hands. Some parts of its body were also faintly white.

It's showing a trend of transforming from a [Black Zombie] into an even more powerful [White Zombie]!

Yu Mingzi's words instantly flashed into Fu Ze's mind—a zombie appeared in Lijia'ao, impervious to knives and spears, sucking the life essence of the living, and had already killed more than a dozen people in less than half a month, wandering around Fu Nan County!

"Could this really be that zombie?"

Fu Ze was filled with doubt and unease.

Yu Mingzi went to Fu Nan County for help, but unexpectedly, the zombie was indeed hiding near Sanshui Town!

Of course, it's also possible that this isn't the same zombie that appeared in Lijia'ao, but a second one!

That would be even more terrifying.

However, regardless of whether it is the same body or not, zombies are the most dangerous creatures in the world, and keeping them around will surely cause great trouble.

No matter what, the zombies must be eliminated!

As long as it hasn't risen from the dead, it remains in a dormant state.

Even if Fu Ze is injured, he is confident that he can suppress him!

He reached into his pocket for the last remaining talisman, preparing to use it to suppress the corpse.

But just as his fingertips touched the talisman, clear footsteps and voices came from the direction of the passage leading to the tomb.

"Huh? Someone's here!"

Fu Ze's expression changed drastically.

He wasn't sure whether the visitor was a friend or foe.

Now that he was injured, he immediately held his breath, concentrated his spiritual energy, and silently retreated to the other side of the rat demon's tomb.

Then, he quickly formed an illusionary hand seal, which subtly enveloped the cave entrance. From another side, the stone wall appeared perfectly intact. Unless someone deliberately used magic to disrupt it, no flaw would be noticeable.

But Fu Ze could clearly hear the sounds and see the scene in the opposite tomb chamber through the small hole, which was about the size of a fist.

Soon, footsteps approached from afar, and three figures entered from the passageway of the zombie tomb and stopped beside the stone coffin.

Fu Ze peered intently through the cracks in the stone wall, eavesdropping.

The leader was an old Taoist priest with white hair, dressed in a gray-yellow robe, holding a whisk. He had a handsome face and a long beard, appearing to be an immortal being, but his eyes were murky and sinister, as if hiding venomous snakes. When he scanned the surroundings, his gaze was cold and ruthless.

Behind the old Taoist priest were two middle-aged disciples dressed in black, with pale faces, sinister eyes, and exuding a cold and evil aura. They were clearly not righteous cultivators.

"Master, is that rat demon getting married today?"

A sinister voice rang out, young yet carrying a chilling edge.

"I'm so curious, I want to go and see, hehe! I just don't know whose daughter she is, she's going to suffer."

Another voice echoed, equally sinister.

Immediately afterwards, an old but calm voice rang out, its tone sinister like that of a ghost.

"Hehe, if there's nothing else, you can go and take a look. But the purpose of this trip is the black zombie we put here, so let's not cause any trouble."

Fu Ze's heart sank.

The three who arrived were likely a master and his disciples. Judging from their tone, they were not benevolent, and they were also connected to the zombie inside the stone coffin!

"I finally managed to dig this zombie out of a tomb from a previous dynasty, then deliberately released it into a populated area, letting it naturally feed on blood and awaken. Then I used the [Corpse Control Technique] to guide it and nurture it here. Now it seems like a brilliant move! Haha."

The old, heretical Taoist priest boasted.

Fu Ze felt a surge of anger rising within him.

That's it!

The tragedy at Lijia'ao, in which countless people died, was all the work of these three evil cultivators!

They deliberately raise zombies and allow them to harm people, all to improve their evil magic. They are vicious and deserve to die!

"Master is wise!"

The two disciples immediately began to flatter and fawn over them.

"Alright, enough talk, let's see how this zombie is developing."

The old Taoist priest waved his whisk, his tone indifferent, as if human life was worthless in his eyes.

His eyes lit up, and he eagerly stepped into the connected tomb chamber, his gaze fixed on the zombie inside the stone coffin, as if he were looking at a rare treasure.

The disciple on the left looked at the zombie in the coffin and spoke in a fawning tone.

"Congratulations, Master. The black zombie's corpse aura has intensified, and fine white down has sprouted on its face and the backs of its hands. It seems that the essence blood it absorbed in Lijia'ao has been fully digested. It won't be long before it transforms into an even stronger [White Zombie]."

The old Taoist priest stroked his long beard, his voice calm yet ruthless.

"Indeed, after another seven days of nurturing, it can break through to become a white zombie. At that time, I will first control this zombie and let it run rampant in this area. After that, I will use the corpse to refine my Dao, and my realm will greatly improve. Even the Taoist priests of Mount Luofu will be unable to do anything to me."

"Master is incredibly resourceful! That white-haired rat demon, which was lurking in the next tomb chamber, has saved us a lot of trouble, saving us the trouble of dealing with bystanders."

The disciple on the right laughed.

"That wild demon is quite easy to deal with; it only abducts mortals in the vicinity and never disturbs the stone coffin. It's quite sensible of it."

The old Taoist priest snorted coldly.

"We've come today for two reasons: first, to check on the progress of the black zombie's transformation, and second, to retrieve the corpse-nurturing jade we buried earlier. Once the jade is complete, the corpse's power will increase further, and the entire Yin fortune of Fuling County will be under the control of my master and me."

The two disciples immediately began to flatter him.

"Master is wise! When the time comes, all those commoners, gentry, and hunters who dare to resist us will be captured and fed to the zombies, their life essence used to help Master break through!"

Fu Ze was furious upon hearing this, his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

These three evil cultivators deliberately raised zombies and allowed them to harm people, using the essence and blood of living people to cultivate evil arts. They were extremely vicious!

What's even more hateful is that they already knew there was a rat demon next door, but they let it go and treated it as a free watchdog, only caring about raising the corpse to cause trouble.

In the adjacent tomb chamber, two disciples, following the old Taoist's instructions, approached the stone coffin, preparing to retrieve the corpse-nourishing jade. The malevolent corpse aura grew increasingly intense...

Although Fu Ze did not know what this "corpse-nurturing jade" was, he guessed it must be some kind of evil cultivation item.

At this moment, Fu Ze's spiritual energy and blood were completely contained, and even his breathing was suppressed to a soft and silent state, as if he had merged with the cold stone wall.

He heard every word of the conversation between the three evil cultivators, master and disciple, until his knuckles turned white and his shoulder injury throbbed with pain from the exertion!

But he knew very well that he must not act impulsively at this moment.

The fierce battle with the white-haired rat demon had already exhausted all his spiritual energy and most of his physical strength.

There was only one talisman left. His internal energy was overdrawn, and his arms were sore and numb. The wound on his shoulder from being whipped by the rat's tail was burning with pain.

His current combat strength is probably not even two or three tenths of what it used to be.

On the other side were three evil cultivators.

The leading Taoist priest, in particular, possessed profound Taoist cultivation and a heavy, turbid spiritual energy. Although his two disciples were slightly weaker, they were both ruthless and not to be trifled with.

A head-on confrontation will only lead to certain death!

That was truly a pointless sacrifice.

Fu Ze glanced sideways and his gaze fell on the girl who was still unconscious in the corner.

Her brows were furrowed and her face was pale; she was clearly still under the spell of the rat demon and had not yet awakened.

He had risked his life to break into the tomb and kill the demon just now in order to save her. If he were exposed now, not only would he not be able to eliminate the evil cultivator, but he would also lose the life of this innocent girl.

"Let's let these three evil cultivators run rampant for now."

Fu Ze silently recited a prayer in his heart, forcibly suppressing his surging anger.

He planned to leave with the girl.

Although the three evil cultivators next door were focused on the zombie, they didn't want to disturb the "Rat Wedding" next door.

But if I make any moves that alert the other party, things will get complicated.

As Fu Ze hesitated, the old Taoist's voice rang out again, this time with a more solemn tone.

"Alright, enough of the small talk, let's begin our meditation and cultivation. I cultivate the [Corpse Demon Path], and by using the corpse energy of the black zombie to circulate my cultivation technique, I can achieve twice the result with half the effort."

"Tonight, meditate right here, and no one is allowed to make a sound or disturb us. You two also need to improve your cultivation as soon as possible."

The two disciples responded in unison.

"Yes, Master."

After a short while, the three auras became steady and long, indicating that they had entered a meditative state.

Fu Ze slowly opened his eyes, a glint of light flashing in them.

The chance to run away has arrived!

He didn't act immediately, but held his breath and waited for a while longer.

After confirming that there was no further disturbance next door, the three evil cultivators breathed evenly and steadily before carefully straightening up.

The five toes grip the ground, opening and closing, with the muscles driving the calves and thighs, making it the lightest and most ground-hugging stance in Bajiquan.

Fu Ze silently slid to the girl's side, squatted down, and carried her directly on his shoulder.

Although he was seriously injured, carrying a teenage girl on his back was still not a problem.

Fu Ze walked towards the entrance of the mausoleum, each step as light as a falling leaf and as steady as a rock.

Only when he finally stepped into the tomb passage and his feet touched the damp stone steps did he breathe a slight sigh of relief. But he still dared not be careless, quickening his pace and continuing to walk silently along the dark tomb passage.

Emerging from the ancient tomb!

The cold night wind blew in his face, carrying the dampness of grass and trees, which made Fu Ze's tense nerves relax a little.

Looking back, the entrance to the ancient tomb hidden among the desolate graves had long since disappeared into the darkness, silent and still.

"Leave immediately!"

Despite being exhausted, Fu Ze gritted his teeth and sped up, wanting to get back to town as soon as possible and safely send the girl home.

In the dead of night, in the wilderness, the night wind howled, and we traveled swiftly.

When he returned to Sanshui Town, the streets were deserted in the dead of night. Only a few lanterns flickered in the darkness outside the inn in the distance.

It was as if everything that had happened before was just an illusion.

Based on his memory, Fu Ze found the girl's house on the west side of the town.

He stretched out his palm and placed it against the keyhole.

With a gentle exertion, a jolt occurs.

A crisp click.

The lock is open.

This is a very simple vibrational force from a master of internal strength, which is very convenient for unlocking locks.

Fu Ze entered the main room and placed the girl on a chair to the side.

He then turned around, closed the door, and left, heading straight back to the inn.

When this girl wakes up tomorrow, she will know nothing...

Back at the inn, after closing the door, Fu Ze let out a long sigh of relief, his body feeling completely drained as he leaned against the door, wincing in pain.

His body ached from all the wounds, his blood was churning, and his spiritual energy was almost depleted. The exhaustion from this battle was far greater than he had imagined!

"This is the first time I've encountered a monster, and its fighting power is stronger than I expected."

Fu Ze sat cross-legged on the bed, and with a thought, he focused his mind on the Heavenly Decree in his chest.

hum-

The token was slightly warm, and a purple halo quietly appeared before my eyes.

A line of ancient characters slowly and clearly appeared:

[By ordering someone to slay the white-haired rat demon, collect its demonic energy and remnant soul, and decompose it to obtain Heavenly Dao Points.]

[Should we decompose it immediately?]

Fu Ze did not hesitate and directly selected "Yes".