The reason he had lasted until now was the monks’ chanting. Chu Yi could see faint golden light emanating from the monks’ mouths, gathering onto Old Master Kang. However, endless Sinful Force continued to backlash out from his body, mutually wearing each other down to create the current stalemate.
Wu He couldn’t hear what Chu Yi was saying, but it was surely about Old Master Kang. He edged closer to Chu Yi but still couldn’t make it out.
He was a bit speechless. Chu Yi was evasive and vague with him, but had endless words for the Yu Family Third Young Master. And the two of them were being all intimate and whispering here—didn’t they see Kang Zeyu’s eyes bulging with rage?
Even more conflicted than Wu He was Chen Jin Sheng. He glanced at the pair, exchanged a look with his fellow Dragon Tiger Mountain sect members, then at the awkwardly smiling Zhang Shaoyi… Clearly, everyone had noticed; it wasn’t his imagination.
Had he been in seclusion too long and out of touch with the new rules? Otherwise, how had these two men gotten together?
Chen Jin Sheng didn’t understand.
“Dad, why do you have that expression?” Chen Ying asked. Why was her dad staring at her?
“Nothing.” Chen Jin Sheng coughed, turning back to look at Chu Yi, only to find he had already pulled the elegantly noble young man out of the room.
Chen Jin Sheng’s eyelid twitched. He quickly checked Old Master Kang on the bed. “Not good, it’s rising! Retreat quickly!”
Master Wuzhen reacted even faster. He reached out and shed his cassock, and the monks formed a circle, wrapping Old Master Kang’s upper body and arms with it.
Old Master Kang’s arms stretched down to his thighs, his nails all black. As he struggled, he made “geh geh” sounds from his mouth, sending chills down everyone’s spines.
The Kang brothers’ legs nearly gave out. “Dad, Dad, what’s wrong? Don’t scare us!”
Someone begged Master Wuzhen, “Master, please save our Old Master! The Kang Family can’t lose him!”
Good grief—was it the power and status they couldn’t bear to lose, or their dad?
At the critical moment, the masters all drew their handy tools and stepped forward to help. But Old Master Kang seemed different from the monsters on the mountain; his strength was astonishing. In just a few moves, he broke free of the cassock and snapped several sharp swords.
As it bared its fangs and lunged at Master Wuzhen, a copper coin suddenly flew through the air, smashing right into its forehead. The coin embedded deeply into its brow, halting its movements temporarily.
Master Wuzhen quickly retreated and turned to see—it was Chu Yi.
Master Wuzhen nodded gratefully and chanted a Buddhist phrase.
“Dad—!!” The Kang sons and grandsons were furious, whirling to accuse Chu Yi. “What are you doing? Our Old Master isn’t dead yet! Are you trying to kill him?”
“If anything happens to our grandpa, you’re dead meat!”
Chu Yi held back the President Yu who wanted to stand up for him, shrugged, and stepped back. “Fine then, blame me for meddling. I won’t intervene.”
Heh, did these guys think one copper coin could subdue a Living Zombie? They were delusional!
Sure enough, Old Master Kang soon stirred again. The Kang sons and grandsons, including Kang Zeyu, were chased around wailing like ghosts and demons, scrambling in terror.
If not for Chu Yi’s copper coin slowing the Living Zombie, they would have all neatly joined hands with the Old Master and turned into zombies together.
Chen Jin Sheng and Zhang Shaoyi felt quite disheartened and stood still without acting. Chu Yi had made the move earlier; if it had been them injuring Old Master Kang, would the Kang Family accuse them too?
Though Master Wuzhen was compassionate as a monk, he was truly exhausted and was supported by his disciples, who wouldn’t let him advance.
Seeing Elder Kang the Eldest and the third brother about to be caught, they frantically cried out apologies to Chu Yi. “Master, we were wrong! We shouldn’t have spoken recklessly!”
“Help, help! I really can’t run anymore…”
Chu Yi asked, “So, do you admit that Old Master Kang has become a Living Zombie?”
Elder Kang the Eldest struggled inwardly. If he admitted it, the Old Master’s lifelong reputation would be ruined. Worse, others would gossip about them.
The connections and resources the Old Master had passed to him were already limited. If rumors spread and people distanced themselves, they couldn’t claim the moral high ground… That was why Elder Kang the Eldest stubbornly refused to admit it!
But reality left no room for thought. Elder Kang the Eldest tripped over his third brother, and with the Old Master’s black nails about to rake him, he squeezed his eyes shut and yelled, “We admit it! Admit it! Our Old Master is gone—he’s turned into a zombie!”
“Big Brother!” “Eldest Uncle, how can you say that about Grandpa?!”
Just then, two copper coins struck Old Master Kang’s hands. Elder Kang the Eldest escaped, rolled away on the spot, hid behind Master Wuzhen, and glared at the dissatisfied Kang Family members. “Whoever doesn’t want to admit it, you go!”
“…” The Kang Family all chickened out. Between fleeting power and the little life right in front of them, they chose life.
Dad/Grandpa’s fangs and nails were a foot long—they really couldn’t run anymore!
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