He paused for a moment and continued, "Besides, as a cultivator, having a zombie in my household to research would also be a kind of training for my Daoist skills."
"How audacious!"
Inside the coffin, the zombie suddenly spoke again, angrily saying, "So you're Xu Yang, the grandson of that stinky old Daoist? Good. Your grandfather sealed me, and now you, too, dare to target me. Wait till I break free. I'll make sure you can neither live nor die, begging for mercy under my crotch!"
Apparently,
Although Xu Yang had re-inserted the coffin nails, the internal seal had loosened, at least to the extent that the zombie could temporarily transmit her voice out of the coffin.
Xu Yang: "........"
He couldn't help but twitch at the corners of his mouth.
This zombie...
Had quite a bit of martial world temperament!
