Chapter 293: Uninvited Guests in the Zombie World

Many Fusion Stage cultivators left behind their legacies here, setting up various trials. When a fated individual passes the trial and inherits the legacy, the Fusion Stage cultivator can sense it.

Bai Hongtu casually laid down a grand formation, just to see if any clever mortals could comprehend something from it.

Yu Yin painted ten landscape scrolls, scattered them across the mortal world, and paid no further attention—placing no demands.

Jiang Li felt he should also make a gesture. After a brief moment of thought, he left the precious “Qi Observation Art” behind in the Tongu World.

Only the Confucian Sect didn’t leave any inheritances. Instead, they chose to stay here.

Dong Zhongren divided his disciples into eight groups, instructing them to investigate the world’s situation before deciding what to do next.

Yu Feng and Wu Lian returned to the Nine Provinces with Jiang Li.

“This is the Nine Provinces?” Yu Feng and Wu Lian arrived and were greeted by a group of bald men. They thought they’d walked into the headquarters of the Arhat of Great Freedom.

The other end of the passage was the Buddhist Sect.

But the Buddhist Sect was far beyond what the Arhat of Great Freedom could compare to. The Buddhist Sect had six Arhats and five Bodhisattvas—eleven Fusion Stage cultivators in total.

The Buddhist Sect alone had more Fusion Stage cultivators than the entire Tongu World combined.

Yu Feng and Wu Lian wished to part ways with Jiang Li’s protection and explore the Nine Provinces on their own, so they bid him farewell.

Jiang Li didn’t try to stop them. He simply suggested they make the Great Zhou their first stop.

Though Yu Feng and Wu Lian didn’t understand why, they followed his suggestion nonetheless.

Since the Buddhist Sect valued serenity, the group didn’t want to disturb them and quickly took their leave.

“Human Sovereign.”

“Buddha Lord.”

Buddha Wuzhi brought the Brahma Tower to welcome Jiang Li.

Seeing the Brahma Tower and recalling Yu Feng’s reincarnation, Jiang Li was suddenly inspired to visit the zombie world.

Jiang Li extended an invitation, “Want to go meet Luo Ying and Luo Zhu?”

“Sure.” The Brahma Tower flipped in the air, unable to hide its joy.

It wanted to see its Buddha Nation too.

“This humble monk wishes to go as well.” Wuzhi pressed his palms together.

…

According to Nine Provinces time, it had been over two years since Jiang Li left the zombie world. But due to the different time flows, only about three months had passed for Luo Ying.

In just six months, zombies had torn human civilization to shreds. Rebuilding it would be as hard as climbing to the heavens.

Luo Ying was without a doubt a hero. As the forerunner of Enhancers, he showed humanity the path to evolution. As the Shadow King Buddha, he eradicated every zombie on the planet.

Luo Ying kept Jiang Li’s parting words in mind and passed on the “Diagram of Spiritual Energy.”

Now, a small group of people had switched from the Enhancer system to the cultivation system and successfully stepped into the Qi Refining Stage.

Cultivation carried risks. Luo Ying had to personally teach them, or there would’ve been many more in Qi Refining by now.

Nations all tried to win Luo Ying over.

Luo Ying could ascend to the Soul Formation Stage at any time using the Power of Faith and overwhelm all opposition. Whichever country he joined would dominate the power balance.

But Luo Ying rejected every offer and stayed in his own nation.

He made only one demand—freedom to speak online, no censorship or post deletion.

The government didn’t understand why he asked for that, but they agreed.

Luo Ying had no ambition to dominate the world. He just wanted a simple, quiet life.

Cultivation didn’t mean slaughtering enemies or chasing rare opportunities. Cultivating the body and mind was also a valid path.

Luo Ying taught people regardless of nationality, hoping they would pass on the knowledge and help more become cultivators.

Gradually, people began calling him the “Sacred Master.”

Luo Zhu knew she wasn’t good with words and tended to confuse people, so instead of teaching, she enrolled in school.

She had the Ice Root, which essentially altered the motion of microscopic particles. She wanted to study entropy, believing it would deepen her understanding of the Ice Root.

Not wanting to draw attention, she had the government change her age from sixteen to eighteen and entered university, double-majoring in physics and chemistry.

During the zombie era, both Luo Ying and Luo Zhu were famous, but very few had actually seen them in person. So it was easy for Luo Zhu to hide her identity without any disguise.

No one would have guessed that their classmate was the legendary Luo Zhu.

They just thought it was someone with the same name.

…

“To study the ‘Diagram of Spiritual Energy,’ the most important thing is memorizing the body’s acupoints. Spiritual energy flows through these points, stimulating the body and enhancing health. You can’t be careless with the circulation route—one small mistake can cause irreparable harm…”

“While absorbing spiritual energy, you must also cultivate your temperament. Avoid arrogance and impatience… Sir!”

Luo Ying spoke eloquently. Most in the audience were young, with only a few middle-aged or elderly.

They listened, captivated, inwardly marveling—no doubt, Mr. Luo was truly a genius of this age.

With one “Sir,” Luo Ying snapped everyone back to reality.

They looked around, confused. It was hard to believe the erudite Mr. Luo would ever address someone else as “Sir.”

“Looks like you’re doing well,” Jiang Li said with a cheerful smile. Wuzhi and the Brahma Tower stood beside him.

“Thanks to your guidance, Sir.” Luo Ying respectfully bowed to Jiang Li, not daring to be the slightest bit careless.

“No need for formality. We’re just here to see how you’re doing—and how this world’s recovery is progressing.”

“From the looks of it, things are going quite well. The number of cultivators is also growing.” Jiang Li used his divine sense to observe the thriving world.

The basic industrial system was still intact. It was only a matter of time before recovery reached pre-crisis levels.

And with Luo Ying teaching the “Diagram of Spiritual Energy,” this planet was set to develop even better than before.

Jiang Li was about to say more when he suddenly looked up, eyes fixed on Luo Zhu’s school.

“Who’s there?!”

Jiang Li’s expression turned grave. Someone had crossed realms and entered the zombie world!

The Brahma Tower looked around in confusion—it hadn’t sensed anything.

…

Lately, Luo Zhu was troubled. She wanted to focus on studying, but annoying people kept confessing to her. She rejected them bluntly.

Couldn’t she just study in peace?! Did they even understand the law of entropy increase? Could they tell the difference between entropy and enthalpy?!

Luo Zhu’s proud demeanor naturally drew envy—especially from girls.

But she didn’t care. What could they do to her, really? At worst, talk behind her back or try to trip her up.

It was all so petty, so ridiculous, so pathetic.

She had just walked out of the library and squinted against the sunlight—only to be startled by a distortion above her. Two figures slowly emerged.

“Mr. Jiang?” At first, Luo Zhu thought Jiang Li had come across realms. But when she saw the two figures clearly, a chill ran down her spine, and she instantly prepared for battle.

She was certain she didn’t know these two. The fear she felt was a soul-level instinct.

And it wasn’t just Luo Zhu. Ninety-nine percent of the school felt it too. Everyone dropped to their knees, shivering in fear.

The two figures—one black, one white—wore official hats and carried shackles. The black figure’s hat read “Peace Under Heaven,” the white one’s read “Wealth Upon Sight.”

The black figure frowned and spoke: “What’s going on in this world? Why are there so many souls that escaped from the Underworld?”