Zombie Bodyguard

Chapter 1919 - 1916: Bullied

A purple sword shadow flashed, the blade slicing through a porcelain vase. The fragile porcelain vase didn’t shatter, and the blade of the Heavenly Tribulation Sword easily pierced through.

With a soft "ding," half of the vase slid down, falling onto the table with an incredibly smooth cut. A precious sword that cuts iron like mud is impressive, but cutting through hard and fragile porcelain as if it’s mud is even more extraordinary.

"Master, the Heavenly Tribulation Sword should be more powerful than the Zidian Qingshuang Sword now," the Sword Spirit said excitedly.

"If we only compare the sword’s quality, the Heavenly Tribulation Sword indeed has a slight edge. But in actual combat, it’s not just about quality; it’s more about personal strength. A common sword, in Tang Xuan Su’s hands, can also surpass the Qixue Sword," Lin Tian was excited but still clear-headed, not blindly overconfident.

"So if Master were to face Tang Xuan Su again, who would be stronger?" the Sword Spirit curiously asked.

Lin Tian didn’t answer immediately. After narrowing his eyes and thinking, he said calmly, "After battling me, with Tang Xuan Su’s talent, she must have improved a lot. I wonder what stage her Sword Control has reached. You know, her Sword Qi could injure me. If her Sword Qi sliced off my head, I don’t know if I could survive."

Zombies are said to be undead and eternal, but that’s in a natural state. If subjected to destructive external forces, death is still possible. Lin Tian wasn’t arrogant enough to compare himself to Jiang Chen. Even when Jiang Chen was dismembered, he still had a chance of resurrection.

Lin Tian extended his finger, gently stroking the sword’s blade. The Heavenly Tribulation Sword seemed to respond, flickering with tiny sparks, like dancing lightning sprites.

"Not bad, not bad. This time I not only defeated Zhang Zhicheng but also absorbed a Heavenly Thunder Talisman. It’s just a pity that I still can’t control the Taiyin Xuan Qi," Lin Tian felt the enhancement of the Heavenly Tribulation Sword, very satisfied, but regretted that the Taiyin Xuan Qi remained uncontrollable.

The Sword Spirit quickly chimed in, "Yeah, yeah, if Master could control the Taiyin Xuan Qi, I wouldn’t have to be on tenterhooks every day."

In his mind, Lin Tian conjured up a big middle finger, contemptuously dismissing it. Ignoring the fellow, he went back to his room to get a good sleep. These days, he could only pause his cultivation. Who knew if during the cultivation process, the great Barrier might notice something?

The next morning, Lin Tian was awakened early by the birds chirping outside. After washing up, thinking of where to find some food, he decided to head out.

Leaving the room, walking through a corridor, there was the Baihua Pool. In the early morning, the Baihua Pool was even more exquisite, with thin mist where immortal cranes danced, more like a fairyland. An incongruous voice interrupted Lin Tian’s thoughts then.

"Zhang Mingxing, you even have the nerve to stay on the mountain."

In a distant pavilion, Zhang Mingxing was holding a basket containing thermal containers, seemingly delivering breakfast for someone. However, he was blocked in a corner by four young disciples, with arrogant faces and disdainful looks.

"Sev...several senior brothers, I’m just staying on the mountain to do some chores and haven’t been disturbing you, have I?" Zhang Mingxing said cautiously.

"Disturbing? Your presence here is an eyesore to us. Go down the mountain early, don’t waste time, and go read your books. You will never become a Demon Exorcist."

"That’s right, study hard, make progress every day, don’t waste your parents’ tuition. With your talent, you can’t even learn basic Taoism, dreaming of becoming a Demon Exorcist is a joke."

"Maybe he thinks he’s the protagonist of a novel, ready to burst out and become a strongman one day, hahaha..." A burst of laughter sounded.

"I... I haven’t wasted my parents’ tuition, I’m always in the top five in my grade," Zhang Mingxing said softly, but stubbornly argued.

"Oh, you still dare to talk back, do you think that because you’ve served Lin Tian, you’re a master now too?"

"Probably thinking he has a backer now, over-inflated confidence. What’s that in your hand? A breakfast to please Lin Tian? Didn’t expect you to be good at brown-nosing. Unfortunately, brown-nosing won’t make you a Demon Exorcist."

"Let’s see what you’ve prepared for him..." The four disciples reached to grab it, snatching was a better description.

"Don’t touch it, this is Lin Tian’s breakfast." Zhang Mingxing tried to protect the breakfast, but how could he avoid four martial arts-trained people?

With a bang, the basket fell to the ground, and the thermal boxes rolled out, spilling the porridge and snacks, side dishes all over the floor.

"Oh dear, how careless of you, spilled Lin Tian’s breakfast. He’s our guest, and this is how you treat guests?" A disciple feigned surprise, his tone was actually mocking and gloating.

Zhang Mingxing looked at the mess on the ground, very upset, his fists clenched tightly, but he didn’t have the ability to teach those disciples a lesson.

"Yo, do you want to fight or what? Hmph, thinking that by buttering up Lin Tian, we’re afraid of you, huh? Even if he stood in front of me now, I wouldn’t be scared!" A disciple said with great bravado.

As he finished speaking, he felt someone pat his shoulder. Without turning his head, the disciple impatiently waved his hand behind him, murmuring, "Don’t bother me..."

Before he finished speaking, even his companions were patting his shoulder, seemingly reminding him of something. The disciple noticed his companions’ expressions were a bit off, quickly turned around, and saw Lin Tian standing right behind him.

All four of them were Demon Exorcists, yet none of them knew when Lin Tian arrived. After all, it was broad daylight now, and it was indeed terrifying.

"Mr. Lin..." The disciple finally squeezed out a few words, but his lips were trembling, and his forehead began to sweat.

"Weren’t you not afraid of me? Why are you trembling?" Lin Tian said coldly.

"I’m... I’m not afraid, just... just Mr. Lin’s aura is too powerful, we’re a bit nervous..." The disciple continued to cover up, stuttering. Earlier he scorned Zhang Mingxing for flattering Lin Tian, yet now his flattering words spilled out without shame.

"Get lost, if I catch you bullying Zhang Mingxing again, you’ll end up like Zhang Zhicheng. Don’t think I won’t be in the Zhang Family long, I’ll have plenty of opportunities to discuss life with you when you go down the mountain for training." Lin Tian’s gaze was like electricity, coldly sweeping over the four, carrying immense pressure.

The four felt greatly relieved, scampering away as if running for their lives, the one who said he wasn’t afraid of Lin Tian ran the fastest, disappearing in a flash as if a tiger was chasing him.

Of course, to him, Lin Tian was far more terrifying than a tiger. After last night’s contest, Lin Tian was like a demon god descended, unbeatable.

After the four disciples ran off, Zhang Mingxing expressed his gratitude, "Brother Lin, thank you, but the breakfast..." The young man looked at the scattered breakfast, feeling very self-blaming.

"Forget about it, let’s go eat in the cafeteria together." Lin Tian patted his shoulder, pulling him out of the pavilion, "Those disciples just now were Zhang Zhicheng’s companions, right? Didn’t expect they’d even bully a kid like you."

"I’m twelve years old, not a kid..." Zhang Mingxing widened his pitch-black eyes, softly but firmly argued, making Lin Tian both amused and impressed.