Ning An's Wild Wish System

Ning An didn’t speak, but gave a slight smile.

He intentionally didn’t follow Quan Xiaobai’s pattern, just to see if this little ice person would get flustered and exasperated.

It was clear to Ning An that Quan Xiaobai’s path was indeed the right one.

Earlier, relying on a few incomplete incantations left by his master, he had forced himself to refine a zombie. Once he had avenged himself, he hurriedly embarked on a path of escape.

He barely had any time to manage his magic and the evolution of zombies, allowing them to fall into disarray. This cultivation technique was inherently sinister, and despite his exceptional talent, it was inevitable he would suffer backlash.

The zombie’s initial attempt to kill its master was the best proof of this.

Now, with official support from Dragon Country, not only was a complete orthodox cultivation technique provided, but also numerous annotations by predecessors. Furthermore, at that time, his cultivation path had not gone too deep, so returning to the right path wasn’t too difficult.

Maoshan skill, though some cultivation techniques appear horrifying on the surface, are actually authentic Daoist skills, steady in practice. Reaching profound realms, their magic and supernatural powers are equally terrifying.

”The Corpse Cultivation Skill, the patriarch divided it into six realms, with Iron Corpse, Silver Corpse, and Golden Corpse as the first three minor realms. As for the higher three realms, they have long been lost; it’s better not to mention them. Starting from the Silver Corpse, zombies will develop a hint of intelligence, can understand simple instructions without needing hand seals. According to scriptures, once at the Golden Corpse stage, they are no different from ordinary people.”

Quan Xiaobai, with a darkened face, continued speaking without pause: ”As for that simplified version of the Corpse Cultivation Technique, the zombies it refines are not even as intelligent as Iron Corpses, but they are immensely powerful, only their defense isn’t as strong.”

Seemingly guessing Ning An’s thoughts, Quan Xiaobai added: ”Given this, we specially equipped a Heart Protection Armor on their chests!”

Imagine facing a group of fearless, immensely powerful zombies, whose only weakness is the heart, now protected, how terrifying the enemy must feel!

”Speaking of which, we indeed ought to thank you. At least Dragon Country now possesses its own controllable extraordinary power. Even if it’s not strong, it can certainly forestall a crisis...”

Ning An kept smiling without speaking, until he suddenly interrupted: ”Alright, let’s just spar directly. Next time you recite these words, think them over twice in your mind to avoid stumbling.”

”...”

Quan Xiaobai was taken aback for a moment and felt completely seen through under Ning An’s half-smiling gaze.

The patrol post adjustment today, his crude reasoning to take him out of the base, and then taking the opportunity to propose a spar with Ning An, all seemed logical.

But unexpectedly, in Ning An’s eyes, it was full of loopholes.

”No need to overthink. Last time, I felt the zombie hadn’t fully evolved. Now’s a good chance for me to see its evolved power.”

Seeing through his inner guilt, Ning An comforted him with a smile.

”Alright.”

Quan Xiaobai showed a guilty expression, pursing his lips, helpless yet stubborn.

At this time, faint red lights dimly lit up the perimeter of the base.

”Swift!”

Quan Xiaobai made a hand seal and commanded. The shadow moved instantly, growing in Ning An’s pupils, the overwhelming air current surged forward, delivering a fierce punch!

Ning An, as elusive as a ghost, lightly tapped his toes and evaded the terrifying strike. He intended to see the power of this Silver Corpse.

He realized there were no superfluous methods needed, just picked up a fire axe and struck down.

Clang!

The axe landed on the Silver Corpse, but it didn’t feel like hitting flesh. Instead, it was more like hitting unyielding, well-tempered steel, stunning Ning An’s hand.

”What a Silver Corpse!”

Ning An pondered as he recalled records about the Lower Mao Sect in Daoist writings, the past documented in old papers.

”The Corpse Control Technique truly is interesting. The patriarch of this sect forged a path by deviating from the norm, indeed blazing a trail for Daoists.”

While contending with the Silver Corpse, Ning An admired the patriarch of the Lower Mao Sect, who, using daoist skill based on death qi, paved such a unique path for the Daoist family. In the old records, the patriarch of the Lower Mao Sect wasn’t originally a practitioner but a corpse driver.

By chance, he obtained a Daoist skill manual that recorded cultivation techniques, many deemed unworthy by orthodox Daoists of the time.

Remarkably talented, within a few years, he mastered these cultivation methods, becoming a legend of the time.

Before ascending, feeling Maoshan skills lacked attack techniques, he combined his numerous supernatural powers with Maoshan skills, creating various formidable skills, though slightly sinister.

These skills became fundamental to the Lower Mao sect, with the Corpse Cultivation Technique being a unique specialty of the patriarch.

Meanwhile, the Silver Corpse, with a violent whistling wind, dashed forward fiercely.

Dust and sands whirled, shrouding the sky!

Ning An snapped back, choosing not to dodge. His fire axe struck the Silver Corpse repeatedly, but it was difficult to effectively harm it.

Nonetheless, all attack commands of the Silver Corpse came from Quan Xiaobai. While it struck quickly with a single command, there was a slight delay during command transitions, giving Ning An time to react.

Yet even so, Ning An dared not be careless, as the Silver Corpse’s fists emanated dark light, the pinnacle of death qi, which would be unbearable if it tainted his body.

”Bang! Bang! Bang!”