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Was this the disciple of the Demon Sect? Was the one capable of intimidating even Cultivator Qingfeng Sect?

Truly diabolical! Wushuangqing and others acknowledged the Blood Flame Technique, but he had only unveiled two methods, making the technique seem rather inexperienced. Nevertheless, that didn’t diminish the terror it instilled in the hearts of the three.

What’s more, whether it’s the Blood Flame Technique or soul refining, it’s unrelated to taking lives.

Who would expect a new disciple to focus solely on cultivating such advanced skills without considering early combat effectiveness? Was it a lack of confidence or a deliberate strategy? Observing Wu Ping’s radiant smile, it was evident he still possessed self-assurance and likely had a hidden ace.

The fire displayed a captivating brilliance, permeating the entire Zhang family courtyard with a peculiar odour. Everyone recognised the scent, prompting some to rush out and vomit. However, Wu Ping remained unfazed, comparing it to the smell of zombies, which, in his opinion, was much worse. Time elapsed, and the flame eventually extinguished. Seemingly at ease, Wu Ping raised his hand and absorbed the red-hued flame—his mastery of the second level of the Blood Flame Technique.

Through a combination of spirit stones, large storage bags, money, and progress in the Blood Flame Technique, Wu Ping found himself accumulating substantial wealth. Task rewards add to this windfall, making it seem like easy gains. After a satisfying day, Wu Ping returned to the upper room Deng Shuangjiang provided, took a hot bath, and reflected on the peculiar and amusing events of the day. His laughter, however, unintentionally scared off the three individuals who intended to discuss their plans with him.

As Wu Ping lies on the bed, contemplating the day’s events, he realised the strangeness and humour in how others react. He couldn’t contain his laughter, causing him to convulse on the bed. Considering the late hour and the peculiar noise, the three individuals decided to postpone their discussion until the next day.

Later in the night, Wu Ping, who had been asleep for an hour, suddenly awakened, sensing the proximity of something. He quickly disappeared from the room and found himself in the Doomsday Realm. Accustomed to the unpleasant smell, Wu Ping remarked on its superiority to the burning smell. As he patrolled, he discovered that the zombies in the area, particularly those he had been hunting, were missing. Frustrated, he remarked about a monster who must have stolen his kills and decided to change hunting grounds.

“It appears we need to find a new location,” Wu Ping muttered, acknowledging the necessity of adapting to the situation.

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“I’ve found it!” Wu Ping declared as he stood atop the high-rise building, surveying the hundreds of zombies in the street below. Realising the potential gains from extracting crystal nuclei and refining souls, he saw an opportunity to significantly enhance his abilities. Excited by the prospect of crafting a medium-grade magic weapon, Wu Ping leapt off the building to engage the zombies.

Meanwhile, in a neighbouring high-rise building, Cao Ke, covered in blood, expressed a sense of hopelessness. He discarded his blood-stained long knife, acknowledging the dire situation. The scarcity of food and water, coupled with the evolving threat of zombies, left them contemplating their inevitable demise.

Cao Ke lamented, “It’s over. Now, we have no way out. With so many zombies, we don’t have much food and water. Are we going to die here?”

Adding to the bleak outlook, one of Cao Ke’s companions noted the challenging situation in their school, where evolved zombies posed a significant threat. Despite the potential safety within the school’s fortified walls, the imminent danger forced them to reconsider their options. Xu Feifei, expressing optimism, suggested, “If we can clean up all the zombies in the school, where would be the real good place to be.”

Feeling trapped, Cao Ke approached the window to assess the zombie swarm below. To their surprise, a figure swiftly moved among the zombies, effortlessly incapacitating them without leaving any wounds. This mysterious individual, revealed to be Wu Ping, noticed Cao Ke observing him. Their eyes met, and at that moment, the zombies sensed Wu Ping’s presence, causing a commotion. However, Wu Ping vanished with remarkable speed, leaving the undead unable to catch up.

Overwhelmed by the encounter, Cao Ke urgently exclaimed, “Come on!” sensing a glimmer of hope in their dire situation.