The Demonic Cultivator In Zombie World novel Chapter 306

Chapter 306 - If I Die, Bury Me in the Extreme Yin Cave of Wu Zhou, Southern Wilderness

On Blue Star, Chu Xuan stood before the hulking form of the Dryland Earth Dragon Corpse, a satisfied smile on his face. After using several tons of corpse-repairing potion, he had finally brought this beast to life.

"You'd better not disappoint me. Otherwise, all that effort would've been for nothing," Chu Xuan muttered to himself, snapping his fingers.

The Dryland Earth Dragon Corpse began to stir, its movements initially stiff, but soon it was moving with ease.

Bang!

With a powerful push from its legs, the dragon corpse leapt out of the massive pit with a force that caused the ground to shake. It felt as though a minor earthquake had just occurred.

Roar!

The Dryland Earth Dragon Corpse opened its mouth and let out a roar that reverberated through the heavens. The sound of its dragon's roar echoed across the sky, while flames shot from its mouth, soaring into the clouds. People several dozen kilometers away could see the fiery eruption clearly, and many were shocked and awestruck.

However, the members of Black Blade were unperturbed. They remained as calm as ever, as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened. This vast Blue Star was protected by immortals, so what could possibly go wrong?

If it was a tiger, it would have to lie down. If it was a dragon, it would have to coil. Whatever demons or monsters appeared, the end result would always be the same: they'd become the immortal's beloved pet.

At that moment, Chu Xuan was already mounted on the Dryland Earth Dragon Corpse. He immediately felt a dense spiritual aura surrounding him, as the earth's spiritual energy enveloped his body. Without warning, the Dryland Earth Dragon Corpse burrowed into the ground.

The soil and rocks split apart on their own as the creature tunneled below. Though it was dark, Chu Xuan could still sense the flow of the earth's energy, thanks to the corpse's earth-burrowing abilities.

Having refined the Dryland Earth Dragon Corpse, Chu Xuan now shared some of its capabilities.

"This speed is incredible! It's even faster than my Ice Crystal Divine Light Escape!" Chu Xuan exclaimed, impressed.

The Dryland Earth Dragon Corpse was a master of earth-based evasion, able to appear suddenly and deliver devastating surprise attacks. Unfortunately, this creature couldn't fly. If it could, it would completely replace flying magic treasures. While others would soar on flying swords or knives, Chu Xuan would ride his own dragon corpse—how domineering that would look!

Whoosh!

The Dryland Earth Dragon Corpse suddenly leapt again, reappearing by the vast, endless expanse of the East Sea.

Chu Xuan patted the dragon's massive head with a smile. "Not bad. You need a name. You'll be called Dalong."

The Dryland Earth Dragon Corpse remained silent. Despite its King-level strength, it lacked a mind of its own. It could only carry out the simplest, most basic commands driven purely by instinct—commands like attacking, defending, or retreating. For more delicate actions, such as breathing fire or swinging its tail, Chu Xuan had to exert his spiritual sense to control it.

Naturally, the Dryland Earth Dragon Corpse didn't react to the name Chu Xuan gave it.

"In the future, I might be able to implant a demonic beast's soul into this thing to act as a pilot," Chu Xuan mused. "But that method... I haven't learned it yet." He paused for a moment before his eyes lit up. "Wei Ji's technique for creating wooden puppets is impressive. Maybe I can apply that to control the Dryland Earth Dragon Corpse."

A smile appeared on Chu Xuan's face. As the sect leader of the Heavenly Infinite Sect, it would be a simple matter to request the method from Wei Ji. Surely he would comply.

...

"Take care, Sect Leader. Feel free to come by again whenever you need anything!" Wei Ji smiled broadly as he sent Chu Xuan off. But once the sect leader had left, his expression fell, and he sank down onto the steps of his cave residence.

"That was my most prized wooden puppet..." Wei Ji muttered under his breath. "Chu Xuan, you..." He fumed with resentment, but when he thought about the terrifying way Chu Xuan had killed Zhao Kai, all of his anger instantly evaporated.

"He's right to take the puppet technique... it's for the good of the sect," Wei Ji muttered, trying to convince himself. "Yes, yes. As a Nascent Soul elder of the Heavenly Infinite Sect, I must always consider the sect's interests first."

He sighed, trying to push his frustration aside.

...

Later that night, atop Infinite Island.

Chu Xuan and Wan Wuying raised their cups, toasting to the moon. However, before they could take more than a few sips, Wan Wuying's face suddenly changed.