The Great Worm Lich Chapter 259

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Under the constant persuasion of her close friends and boyfriend, Tina finally reluctantly agreed to the request of leaving the island today. After reluctantly exhorting Zhang Lisheng, she turned around and walked out of the hobby by turning her head backward with every step that she took.

Watching at the girl's disappearing back, Zhang Lisheng waved his hand and fell into deep contemplation. Zheng Heyun was already a Grand Wizard so the person who could force him to send a warning to Zhang Lisheng in secret would either be somebody who possessed greater strength or had great authority in China, or even both.

If it was not because of the fact that Zhang Lisheng was certain that he could still save his life no matter how bad the situation was since he had already transformed the nine-tailed wizard and obtained its omniscient power of turning invisible when he made a breakthrough to Rank-7 Wizard, along with the reason that the Shrimp B1 Island was his self-proclaimed foundation that he could easily discard, the young man might have long hid himself far away already.

Being decisive at killing was not equivalent to dying a reckless death.

Besides, even though he had already made up his mind to stay on the island to take the risk, he could not just simply remain here like this. After a moment of pondering, Zhang Lisheng left the hotel with a calm facade and strolled around the noisy market before coming to the beach.

Other than the barracks built by the military, the port had an extra cement house that was hung with a neon big signboard reading ‘Anytime and anywhere you like. Convenient and safe. Your reliable friend – Ocean Shipping Company!' on top.

The cement room looked very ordinary but the only difference it had was that one of its walls that was facing the street had been modified to become a window that was flat and long in shape.

More than ten beautiful girls dressed in captain hats and sailor uniforms were standing in front of the window, dealing with those restless young men who did not want to spend money to buy tickets but who just wanted to strike up a conversation with the beautiful women.

Due to the different natures, there were more men and fewer women who were adventurous. This was also the reason why there was a serious imbalance between the male and female population on Shrimp B1 Island. The young men received some emotional comfort from these beautiful and seductive ticket sellers. On the other hand, the shipping company obtained the popularity it wanted as its popularity slowly spread out in the gathering place. Naturally, this could be said as a win-win situation.

As for the tickets that were being sold at a ridiculously expensive price, currently it was not important to the shipping company at this stage, or they would not deliberately let these ticket sellers wear so attractively.

Randomly looking for a seemingly free sailor girl, Zhang Lisheng stepped on the sea sand and squeezed his way to the window before asking aloud, “Miss, I hope to leave this island immediately. Do you have a ticket?”

“Of course, sir. Our Ocean Shipping Company has a cruise that leaving from Shrimp B1 Island every three hours, 24/7. The tickets for the next cruise has not sold out yet so if you buy one now, you'll be able to eat a hamburger in the burger shop in New York City tonight!” The beautiful ticket seller looked at the newly emerged bald young Asian man in front of her before answering in a stiff smile.

“That's great! How much is it for one ticket? I…” Zhang Lisheng's eyes lit up as he pretended to ask.

Before he could finish his sentence, a pair of big, cold, rough hands suddenly brushed across his neck and were placed on his shoulder. At the same time, a light and sinister sound resonated in his ears. “Young man, since you're a descendant of a wizard, let's not leave in a rush okay? Why don't you have a chat with me first?”

Zhang Lisheng's body turned stiff and he slowly turned around. He saw a middle-aged Caucasian man who looked rugged and sturdy like a blue-collar worker who was looking at him with a face full of smiles despite the lack of one in his eyes.

Although the person's eye circles seemed to be a little green and swollen due to the lack of sleep, he still appeared to be full of energy. Even so, Zhang Lisheng was instinctively aware that he did not have a trace of vitality at all. It was apparent that he was a living corpse.

Not only that, judging from its natural expressions and movements, this was a living corpse that was even much more sophisticated than the living corpse that Zheng Heyun commanded. The power that he possessed was far beyond the imagination of the young man as well.

“Sir, right now, only economy and business class are available for short-distance tickets. The economy class costs 480 USD while the business class 720 USD. Which one would you like to have, please?” As the young man was feeling jittery, the sweet voice of the ticket seller resonated from behind his head.

Zhang Lisheng turned his head over with a slightly stiff movement and said to the ticket seller with a wry expression, “I'm sorry, I'll have to consider it first. I'll have to consider first.”

Then, he turned around and left the crowds following behind the middle-aged Caucasian man.

There were many people who only asked about the tickets but did not buy them, just like the young man, so his departure did not catch the attention of others.

“Young man, you're indeed a sensible person. No wonder Younger Brother Zheng would have a high appraisal for you. I think it's him who secretly advised you to leave immediately right?” After leaving the beach, the middle-aged white man put an arm around Zhang Lisheng's shoulder and smiled sinisterly. “This Younger Brother Zheng keeps saying that ‘this is the seed of the witchcraft's inheritance', ‘that is the true disciple of the witchcraft's inheritance, and I know that his intention is good. However, the present days are different from the past. Right now, it's not the ancient times where citizens lived a primitive life and where witchcraft prospered. If we don't step in society to compete and fight, no matter how many seeds are buried in the soil, they would all eventually be killed anyway. So, kid, I'm saving you right now, do you understand? ”

“Senior, my life is still bearable so I don't need anybody saving me.” Zhang Lisheng smiled wryly.

“Kid, you look cold but I didn't expect you to actually have such a good sense of humor. Looks like you're a smart person!” The middle-aged Caucasian man grinned. “Smart is good! Smart is good! You won't be taken advantage of when you're smart.”

Zhang Lisheng's heart had calmed down at this moment, but a mocking smile appeared on his face instead. He followed the middle-aged white man to walk on the street of the gathering place for a while before finally entering a cement house in a remote corner.

The house had its back towards the sunlight so it was dark. The windows were closed, the curtains were pulled and the lights were not turned on.

Other than the fact that more than ten rattan chairs were filled with people, the room looked empty.

Ever since the middle-aged Caucasian man took Zhang Lisheng into the room, he no longer said anything and just simply walked to one section of the concrete floor that had its concrete floorboard peeled off. The soil under his feet suddenly turned into mud and tumbled a few times, before sinking to the ground quietly.

At the same time, a short and thin old man sitting on the rattan chair in the middle with a neat black suit with a cigarette in his mouth suddenly said sinisterly, “Young man, since we all practice witchcraft, there's no need to be so restrained. Just sit wherever you like.”

Upon hearing this familiar tone, Zhang Lisheng was stunned for a moment. His eyes suddenly lit up as he asked, “I've read on ancient books before that a living corpse can allow a Grand Wizard to attack souls. Senior, is this the method you casted just now?”

Upon hearing his words, a dumbstruck look crept upon the faces of most of the people in the cement room. The old man became dumbfounded a moment before saying with a chuckle, “A person who receives the witchcraft inheritance from an orthodox manner would know that after a wizard makes a breakthrough to Rank-12 Wizard and undergo Resurrection, the first spell the wizard will learn will be Soul Attachment. Since when has this become a legend my boy? Looks like the origin of your inheritance is not that pure.”

“Senior, I was born in Zhang Family in Guawo Village, Damu Town, Qu County's Hengze City in Western Sichuan Province. All of my ancestors of thousands of years are Fathers of the mountain. We could be said as having some reputation and is considered famous in the entire county town…” Zhang Lisheng argued but it caused the people in the room to show an even more cynical expression.

“Looks like you're a descendant of the Fathers in the main family of the outer sect. It's all thanks to all of you that the reputation of my witchcraft can be maintained for thousands of years. I've been rude just now.” The old man suddenly had a solemn look on as he stood up. He cupped both of his hands in front of his chest and took a deep bow at Zhang Lisheng as he said with a completely changed tone, “Since you're born with such a background, why would you come to this US island then?”

“My father is a village Father but my mom is an American Chinese whom I didn't get to see when I was young. When I was sixteen years old, my father was killed by a taxi in the city. The Civil Affairs Bureau said that they would find a guardian for me but in the end, they actually converted me to become an American Chinese. As a result, I had no choice but to come to New York instead.” Zhang Lisheng evaded the major issue by engaging in the trivial topic as he said with a sorrowful sigh.

Upon hearing Zhang Lisheng mentioning that his father was killed by a taxi, some people in the house almost burst out laughing, thinking that such a witchcraft family was really ridiculous. In the end, it was the old man who coughed and raised a siege for Zhang Lisheng. “Hmph! It's said to be an accident but what I'm afraid of is that it might not be as simple as that. Who knows, it might be a deed carried out by those Taoists in the dark. It's still okay if I didn't know anything about this but now that I've learned about this matter, I'll investigate this matter thoroughly. Sigh, child, what a pitiful life you lead. Right now, those little government officials in the official circles practice a culture of detaching themselves from troubles, not mentioning the fact that this incident of yours concerns foreign affairs, of course, they'd send you as far away as possible to simplify their works. They don't care about how you need to suffer from the hardship of leaving your hometown and wandering thousands of miles away at such a young age of yours.”

Even though the old man's words sounded to be heart-warming, his tone still contained a hint of sinisterness that he was born with. As he was speaking, he turned his head to look at Zheng Heyun who was sitting by his side expressionless. “Old Brother Heyun, your judgment is really good this time! I can see that this young man is indeed a decently good seed of my witchcraft art. Not only that, but he's also a descendant from a kind and honest person. Now that you've done a meritorious credit, it's just right for you to receive a set of ancient legacies.”

Zheng Heyun had witnessed Zhang Lisheng transforming into a towering giant in South Africa and killing the invaders from the foreign world as easily as cutting grasses before flying away while riding a dragon so he knew that Zhang Lisheng was a person who was blessed with good luck. Even so, he did not say anything and merely smiled.

The old man was not bothered by it and turned his eyes back to Zhang Lisheng, before making an even kinder and more amiable look under the dim light. “Young man, since you're the descendant of the outer sect of my witchcraft, and that you've even had some dealings with Director Zheng before in South Africa, I won't keep it a secret from you. I'm also working for the Chinese Academy of Social Sciences in China and have the position of a deputy-level inspector. However, this is only a ‘skin' on the surface. I'm just telling you for extra information. Actually, I'm the Gate of Death's Guardian of the Three Great Mountain Gates — Life, Sacrifice and Death. My name is Ouyang Boxiong!”

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