Who let him join the Sword Sect?!-Chapter 608 - 340: Corpse Trick, an Inevitable Part of Opening the Coffin_3

After painting, the soul body bowed to Zhang Ze, then returned the scroll to him, and subsequently disappeared into the scroll again.

A small signature was added next to the painting.

[I love painting]

However, Zhang Ze and Junior Sister fell silent as they looked at the person in the portrait.

It was a very familiar face. Although not bald, that innocent look was unmistakable to the two of them.

"Master Huixuan? The little monk? That Bag Arhat? Isn't he a monk? Why did he become a Daoist?" Junior Sister was puzzled.

Junior Sister looked at Zhang Ze, thinking that maybe the small artist he rented was broken, and wondered if he should rent a more expensive one next time.

"Could really be Master Huixuan." Zhang Ze suddenly remembered something as he looked at the painting.

"During a chat with him, he mentioned that in his previous reincarnation, he was mistakenly taken to Dragon Tiger Mountain.

"However, he died outside in the second year of his training away from the mountain. Master Huixuan didn't tell me the details, but I heard from his big dark disciple that he seemed to have been crushed to death..."

"Alas, what a sin..." Zhang Ze sighed.

"Brother, you are truly burdened with heavy sins." Junior Sister also sighed, patting Zhang Ze on the shoulder.

Though it sounded absurd, it very well could be true.

"Forget it, forget it, if it really is the little monk, I'll apologize and compensate when I see him again. Let's first gather his remains from his past life."

"Li? What are you doing over there?"

Zhang Ze was about to call Li over to help, but noticed she wasn't nearby.

At this time, Li was squatting in the corner, fiddling with something.

"Li! What are you doing?" Zhang Ze shouted.

"Coffin." Li replied softly without turning around.

"Isn't the coffin right here?"

Zhang Ze's heart tightened, thinking Li might have bitten his coffin and got poisoned, turning into a Corpse Demon Fat Dragon, looking for coffins to eat.

That's how it's often described in tomb-raiding novels.

"Not yours, I found another identical one over here."

The untransformed Corpse Demon Fat Dragon Li turned back, moved aside, and lifted upward, parting the mud on both sides.

The second Black Tiger Profound Coffin appeared before Zhang Ze.

Identical to the one Zhang Ze had risen from.

This coffin was embedded diagonally in the mud, with the lid sealed shut, no fingerprints, not opened.

Seeing this, Zhang Ze was dumbfounded; he hadn't anticipated this development.

"What to do?" Li looked at Zhang Ze.

Zhang Ze glanced at the new coffin, then at his own, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Let's open it."

Li, "Aren't you afraid another you might pop out? Resurrect with a backup body, I think that's something you'd do."

Junior Sister pinched her chin, "I think maybe someone else is inside, is it Xiao Qingyun, or Xiangxiang? No, no, the timing doesn't match."

"Whoever it is, whether it's me or someone else, we need to open and check." Waving his hand, Zhang Ze dug the new coffin out from the mud and placed it in front of him, preparing to open it and see what's inside.

"How about we open it when we get back and call my mom to watch, we'll feel more at ease, not afraid of any foul things inside." Junior Sister suggested.

"No, we'll open it here." Zhang Ze insisted.

"Why?" Junior Sister was puzzled.

"In case there's really another body of mine inside, it might be unclothed; it'd be awkward if everyone saw."

Junior Sister, "....That's your only concern?"

Zhang Ze, "What else then?"

Junior Sister sighed, "Move aside, I'll open it, I've seen everything anyway."

Seeing Junior Sister was about to begin, Zhang Ze changed his mind, "Maybe we should still open it at home, I'm afraid you might get into danger."

Junior Sister, "...."

She waved her hand, signaling Zhang Ze and Li to stand aside, and began pulling things out of her pockets.

A bunch of Spirit Talismans, jade bracelets, Treasure Armor, talismans.

Fully armed, Junior Sister then took out a pure black Flying Sword, weighed it in her hand, and with some effort, held the sword towards the Black Tiger Profound Coffin.

"Where did you get this sword?" Zhang Ze asked.

He hadn't seen Junior Sister use it before.

"My dad's. Since he's out, he didn't take it along. I thought he wouldn't need it temporarily, so I borrowed it for the two of us to use for defense."

Zhang Ze, "..."

At this moment, the little troublemaker Junior Sister had already approached the new coffin. She raised the Black Sword in her hand, and slid the blade along the seam of the coffin like opening an oyster.

Then began to force it open, intending to pry open the coffin.

The method was simple and crude.

Watching Junior Sister open the coffin made Zhang Ze nervous. He was afraid that this might snap the Black Sword.

But apparently, Zhang Ze was overthinking. The Sect Leader's Divine Sword was invincible. Junior Sister twisted a few more times, the sword qi exploded, and with a snap, pried open the coffin lid.

As the lid was pushed open, the contents of the coffin tumbled out.

It wasn't an exact replica of Zhang Ze, nor was it the severed limb of a Great Emperor, or any other strange object.

Rather, it was a belated starter pack.

The coffin was filled to the brim with magical artifacts.

Mainly hammers, and the rest were explosives.

The luxurious equipment could even purchase several small Immortal Sects.

Junior Sister pointed at the box, then looked at Zhang Ze.

"What's strange about it? After resurrecting, getting some initial equipment for myself seems normal. I was, after all, an Artifact Refining Grandmaster in my previous life."

Zhang Ze stepped forward, picking up a hammer exuding cold air,

The hammer was completely transparent, with icy light flowing over it, the hammerhead shaped like an ancient beast's spine, with Ice Soul and Cold Marrow circulating inside.

Upon touching it, Zhang Ze felt a familiar connection, extraordinarily intimate.

"Still, no one understands me better than myself." Zhang Ze weighed it in his hand, flipped it over, and found the hammer's signature.

[Jade Spine Cold Marrow]

Zhang Ze looked at the name and was stunned on the spot.

"What's wrong, Brother?" Junior Sister thought something was up and asked.

Zhang Ze, "Holy cow, did I really choose this name? How could it sound so good?"

Junior Sister, "..."

"Let me see this, Profound Mountain Lock Dragon? Yin Yang Tribulation Crossing? My God, I'm such a genius, so good at naming. From now on, none of you are allowed to say I'm bad at naming, Junior Sister, you take this, it's a gift from me."

While Zhang Ze was immersed in treasure hunting, Li was examining other items.

Li now was no longer who she once was; she could now control her desire for food, especially when the food belonged to Zhang Ze.

Refusing to eat what wasn't hers.

However, self-control and instinct are separate; to prevent herself from sneaking a bite, she didn't go over there at all.

So with nothing to do, Li decided to gather the remains.

But she couldn't tell if it was an illusion; it seemed like the little monk's past-life skeleton had shifted slightly.

"Was it there before?" 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Li, bold as she was, didn't disturb Zhang Ze's treasure gathering, and approached the skeleton.

But as soon as she took a step, she stepped on something.

Looking down, a black 'pipe' had surfaced from the sludge at some point.

The pipe was smooth and twitched a bit.

It seemed like something alive.

Snap! This 'pipe' suddenly shot up from the sludge, lashing towards Li, while another pipe sprung up elsewhere.

There was a living creature in the cave as well.

The two black things weren't pipes but two slender tentacles.

At the same time, the skeleton of the little monk's past life 'stood' up...