Tomb Raider: The Fox's Ways to Seducing the Kirin

Cheng Ji stood half a step in front of Zhang Qiling and Hei Xiazi with his arms folded. He looked up at the old man who was talking nonsense in front of him and said with a smile, "I'm not saying anything, old man, you've been copying my stuff for most of your life, and if you've only learned this little bit, you're so arrogant."

"You think too highly of yourself, or you think too highly of me."

The old man with white hair had his pupils shrink when he heard that. He staggered back a step and couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time: "You...you you are..."

Cheng Ji summoned the Xuanyuan Sword, stood there with his hands behind his back, and seemed to be standing casually, but in fact, no movement escaped his eyes.

The humanoid monster slowly surrounded the three people, getting closer and closer.

When the distance between them was only a few steps away, Cheng Ji suddenly raised the corners of his lips and laughed wantonly: "So after making so many failed products, you came across a good seedling whose birth date and horoscope are all the good materials you are looking for, and you are willing to wait for thirty or forty years?"

"You sneaked into a noble's mansion, cast a curse on a baby, and then used a fake identity to seal the curse with runes to prevent him from living beyond the age you need. It's really a good plan."

The white-haired old man stood outside the encirclement. When he heard these words, he felt as if the young man had been hit in the heart. He could not help but get angry and said, "You don't understand at all. Don't stop me from doing such a great thing. How can such good materials be put away just like that? As long as I succeed, I can refine the kind of zombies that have thoughts and only obey my orders!"

"...?"

Who taught you to refine corpses like this? You idiot.

Cheng Ji was a little bit incredulous when he heard the old man's crazy talk, as if he was looking at a fool. He looked at the old man standing outside the encirclement with a tone of disdain: "To refine a zombie, the corpse of a person who died unjustly is matched with a special talisman array. You made a mistake in the first step. How can you succeed in refining it? Even if it is the so-called top-quality material in your mouth, it can't withstand such torment."

Although the white-haired old man had heard about the awakening of the young master of the Nine-Tailed Clan, who had profound attainments in this field, he was skeptical about the matter from beginning to end. He was already obsessed with refining zombies, but was skeptical about other things that went against common sense, especially such a ridiculous thing as waking up after sleeping for three thousand years.

However, it did not stop him from shifting his target to the young man in front of him.

He has a lot of abilities and shares the same blood with that woman. With such a good shell, he can refine it into the zombie he wants. Wouldn't it be a direct step to success?

Cheng Ji felt a little frightened by the old man's greedy eyes. Although he couldn't know exactly how outrageous the old man's thoughts were, it didn't stop him from guessing roughly.

The humanoid monsters were getting closer and closer, so close that even the instigator smiled in advance to welcome his success.

The smile on Cheng Ji's face did not change at all. When the humanoid monster was close at hand, he opened his thin lips and said, "Do you really think they only listen to you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, all the humanoid monsters stopped in their tracks and froze in place.

The smile on the white-haired old man's face froze, because he found that the hundreds of zombies he had worked so hard to create had all lost contact with him.

Without exception!

"It's you, you did it!" The white-haired old man quickly realized that the instigator of this incident was the young man he had just coveted, and he shouted with a flushed face.

Cheng Ji tilted his head and looked at the old man's unpredictable expression with amusement, but said nothing.

But the humanoid monsters beside him all followed his movements and tilted their heads synchronously. The originally funny scene was reflected in the white-haired old man's eyes, like a thorn piercing into his eyes, which hurt him.

The zombie he had created with so much effort and painstaking efforts could not withstand a single move from this seemingly harmless young man. No, they didn't even fight back, and couldn't even get close to the young man!

"Using runes instead of resentful blood to control corpses is indeed a good idea. It took me a long time to find the way to crack this rune. I have to say, it is indeed a good place. No normal person would think of hiding the runes on the soles of the zombies' feet." Cheng Ji's fingertips gently circled the hair hanging on his shoulders, and he responded with a smile.

"You...you...how did you do that? You didn't do anything at all!" The white-haired old man shouted in disbelief. His originally hunched back straightened up a little, and he even looked a little more energetic than before.

Cheng Ji raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and the zombies retreated, and the original encirclement was broken in an instant.

The young man listened to the angry shouting of the white-haired old man, chuckled and took another half step forward: "Is this difficult? Don't you think that the temperature of the place you are in now is different from before you came here?"

"You used a trick to carve the rune on the sole of your foot, just because you felt it was connected to the ground. I'm afraid that outsiders will never be able to see the full picture of the rune until they die. Although the rune is rubbish and can be recognized at a glance, no one has the ability to break the rune from underground, right?"

Without waiting for the white-haired old man to respond, the young man continued with a smile: "What if I have the final say in this space? I am the master of time, space, every blade of grass and every tree. Then is your so-called safe underground still safe?"

"Impossible!" The white-haired old man's eyes widened.

As soon as he finished speaking, vines suddenly emerged from the ground, rolled up the white-haired old man's limbs, and hung him upside down in the air!

"How is it impossible? Do you still think it's impossible now?" Cheng Ji didn't care about the white-haired old man's psychological endurance at all. He casually used a sandalwood merit to grab him. No matter how powerful the talisman master was, he would have a way to break free and escape to heaven if he lost control of his limbs.

What’s more, how could such a half-baked person be raised by a half-baked woman?

Seeing that the time had almost passed, Cheng Ji restrained his cynical smile, and only slightly raised the corners of his mouth, which made him look more serious. He stepped forward with his sword in hand: "Since you have been playing for so many years, you must have had enough fun. It's almost time for you to play. So, isn't it my turn?"

"I created so many zombies and imprisoned their souls. And that big black rat, although you haven't had time to do anything yet, it would be too easy for you to die like this. Do you have any good death recommendations? Tell me about it, maybe I'll adopt it if I think it's fun~"

The young man spoke in a low voice, and although there was a hint of teasing in his tone, the smile did not reach his eyes.

"I heard there is a craftsman who can cut off the skin and the person will not die. Want to try it? I can help you. I am very good at keeping people alive."