Li Yifeng wasn't bothered by Zhou Ziwei's domineering behavior. Instead, he gave Zhou Ziwei and Liu Xiaofei a lewd grin, winking and exchanging knowing glances. He then announced that he was going to buy some furniture and bedding to tidy up the other room so he could sleep there that night. He kept telling Zhou Ziwei and Liu Xiaofei that they must be tired from their journey and should rest as soon as possible. Then, he sighed, "Life is as lonely as snow," leaving Zhou Ziwei rolling his eyes and Liu Xiaofei blushing shyly as he pushed open the door and left...
When he heard Li Yifeng's footsteps gradually disappearing downstairs, Zhou Ziwei gently put his arm around Liu Xiaofei's slender waist and, somewhat impatiently, kissed her two alluring red lips.
With a soft moan, Liu Xiaofei was quickly overwhelmed and disarmed by Zhou Ziwei's advances. One by one, her vital defenses crumbled under his relentless assault, until her pretty purple blouse and tight jeans vanished without her noticing, leaving her only in a black lace bra and dark purple panties. At that moment, Liu Xiaofei gasped in shock, panting, "You bastard... what's the rush... I... I haven't even showered yet..."
As night deepened, Zhou Ziwei carefully removed the slender arms wrapped around his neck, then quietly climbed out of the spacious bed, sat on the edge of the bed, and dressed himself neatly, piece by piece. He turned around and looked at Liu Xiaofei, who was sleeping like a kitten on the bed, and a sweet feeling welled up in his heart.
Zhou Ziwei now understood the meaning of the saying "absence makes the heart grow fonder." He and Liu Xiaofei had already had the most intimate contact between a man and a woman, and this time, their love rekindled, the passionate feeling was enough to drive anyone crazy.
For the entire afternoon and half the evening, the two of them practically stayed in bed, endlessly engaging in that instinctive human activity.
Liu Xiaofei usually appears very well-behaved, but she is quite unrestrained in bed. No matter how embarrassing the position or action, as long as Zhou Ziwei likes it, she will cooperate without hesitation, and... she will even come up with new ideas and variations, giving Zhou Ziwei unparalleled pleasure.
If Zhou Ziwei hadn't known clearly that he was the one who stole Liu Xiaofei's most precious "red pill" last time, he might have even suspected that this young lady was actually a sexy, mature woman with incredibly rich experience in bed.
After all that commotion, Liu Xiaofei was completely drained of her last bit of strength. She ate some takeout that Zhou Ziwei had ordered over the phone, then collapsed into his arms and fell into a deep sleep. It's estimated that this little girl won't wake up until tomorrow morning.
Therefore, Zhou Ziwei had no need to worry at all that Liu Xiaofei would discover his midnight outing.
Although Zhou Ziwei, as the man, exerted more effort in that kind of activity between men and women, he had a body that had been tempered by the water of reincarnation five times in a row. Such a little bit of physical exertion was nothing to him and would not affect his actions tonight at all. If he didn't have this confidence, how could Zhou Ziwei dare to be so unrestrained?
After that show-off Li Yifeng came back once near dusk, he drove off to pick up girls somewhere in his Mercedes RV. Only two newly hired security guards remained on duty on the first floor of the entire building.
Zhou Ziwei didn't disturb the two men. When he reached the second floor, he opened the window and jumped out. He then got into his Audi and sped off towards the Bat Cave at top speed...
After Zhou Ziwei's repeated actions, the number of ghost bats in the bat cave has decreased considerably. However, the remaining dozens of ghost bats should be the stronger kind. The soul hidden within each of these ghost bats has considerable soul power. Zhou Ziwei estimates that if he casually devours a dozen or so, his soul power will be restored to its peak state.
Zhou Ziwei, however, did not expect that when he went to the vicinity of the bat cave again, he would not see a single ghost bat...
Volume 2: The Assassin's Nightmare, Chapter 307: Saving the Bat King
How could this happen? How could all those ghost bats suddenly disappear? Could it be... that they moved?
Zhou Ziwei was puzzled and uneasy. He wandered around the huge valley, but he didn't see a single ghost bat. Only occasionally did a few smaller blood bats appear out of nowhere and flutter into the dark sky.
While these tiny blood bats are quite frightening to look at, they are clearly not the kind inhabited by human ghosts.
In the blink of an eye, they had almost traversed the entire valley. Of course, Zhou Ziwei did not dare to get too close to the entrance leading to the underground tomb.
As he approached the valley, the bullet pendant on his chest seemed to go berserk, throbbing wildly and making Zhou Ziwei's heart pound with fear. He secretly regretted not leaving the bullet pendant at home.
Fortunately, the bullet was indeed beating very violently, but no matter how much it struggled, the soul inside did not break free. After being frightened for a while, Zhou Ziwei gradually got used to it.
Indeed, the ghost bats that used to patrol in swarms were no longer present in the valley. After hesitating for a moment, Zhou Ziwei released a few fruit flies, which were known for their speed, and sent them to explore the depths of the bat cave.
A dozen minutes later, the fruit flies flew out of the hole. After Zhou Ziwei established a connection with them through their souls, he was slightly taken aback. After a moment of stunned silence, he gritted his teeth, pushed off with his feet, and his body floated lightly as he ran straight into the dark cave.
The bat cave was naturally formed, with varying widths and numerous twists and turns. It was pitch black inside with almost no light. Fortunately, Zhou Ziwei's soul power was spread out, and everything within at least twenty meters around him was as clear as daytime in his mind. Therefore, Zhou Ziwei didn't have to worry about bumping into the wall.
To be on the safe side, Zhou Ziwei did not increase his speed too much, and slowly made his way deeper into the cave. In the blink of an eye, he had traveled hundreds of meters into the cave. The deeper he went, the more nervous he became.
The stench of blood grew stronger, and Zhou Ziwei frowned slightly, but his feet did not falter, and he continued to move forward without hesitation.
The enormous corpses of the ghost bats gradually appeared beneath their feet, lying haphazardly on the ground, all of them dying from their heads being blown apart.
Zhou Ziwei raised his eyebrows slightly, carefully dodging the corpses of the ghost bats. His soul power spread out like an octopus, searching in all directions, but he did not encounter anything with any signs of life.
Deep within this cave, not even a single ordinary blood bat, which is not possessed by ghosts, remained.
From the moment he discovered the corpses of those ghost bats, Zhou Ziwei became increasingly nervous. However, his pace quickened unconsciously. A moment later, Zhou Ziwei finally arrived at the place where the fruit flies had ventured, and saw the giant bat king that looked like a small mountain.
The giant bat king no longer possessed its former ferocious and terrifying aura. Its enormous body lay limply on the cold rocks, its wings spread out weakly, completely covering the cave.
On the top of the enormous head, a huge scar the size of a bowl was exposed, from which thick streams of blood continued to gush out, staining the ground crimson.
The soul power gently touched the bat king's body and was immediately repelled, indicating that although the bat king seemed to have no breath left, it was not truly dead; at least its soul had not completely dissipated.
However, Zhou Ziwei could sense that the soul inside the Bat King was quite weak at this moment, unlike the terrifying one he had encountered last time.
This was clearly not just because it was injured. Zhou Ziwei felt that it was likely because the soul that had been residing in its body had disappeared, and what was still clinging to life in this body was probably just the original soul of this Bat King.
This soul was extremely weak, partly because its body had suffered severe damage, and partly because it had been suppressed for a long time by the ghost that had possessed its body for who knows how long.
Standing in front of the giant bat, Zhou Ziwei released a few mosquitoes to explore the surroundings. In this dark environment, the mosquitoes were clearly much more capable than other insects. Even Zhou Ziwei had to admire their ability to see in the dark.
After moving forward for another hundred meters or so, we reached the end of the cave. However, at that end, there were tiny honeycomb-like holes on the cave wall.
Zhou Ziwei felt the hole, his pupils contracted slightly, and his heart began to pound violently.
Judging from the appearance, it must be those solidified souls that escaped from the underground tomb. Otherwise... how could this powerful bat king have ended up like this?
Zhou Ziwei sighed softly, glanced at the Bat King that seemed on the verge of death, and felt a sudden pang of pity. He slowly walked up to the Bat King, gently extended a hand, and slowly touched the large hole in the Bat King's head...
With a "whoosh," just as Zhou Ziwei's palm was about to touch it, the Bat King's eyes, which had been tightly closed, suddenly opened, and two blood-red lights were faintly emitted.
Zhou Ziwei already knew that this guy wasn't quite dead yet, so he wasn't really scared. He simply placed his hand on the bat king's head and said softly, "Heaven has a virtue of cherishing life. I just want to save your life. If you can understand what I'm saying, then you'd better close your eyes and stay put. Otherwise... I'll just have to leave you here to fend for yourself."
The Bat King seemed to have truly understood what Zhou Ziwei said. After a slight pause, it finally cooperated by closing its enormous eyes and even lowering its head slightly, moving closer to Zhou Ziwei.
Zhou Ziwei was secretly pleased. He chuckled and took out a small stainless steel bottle from his pocket. He poured a drop of the milky-white Reincarnation Water into the bat king's mouth. After a moment, seeing that the bat king still didn't react, Zhou Ziwei paused for a moment, then poured in three more drops. He then solemnly sealed the bottle tightly and put it back into his pocket.
A moment later, the giant bat king suddenly began to roll around on the ground. The intense pain caused the behemoth to unleash an astonishing life force, and the bowl-sized bloody hole on its head was healing rapidly under the naked eye.
From the exposed wound, one could faintly see wisps of milky white flames flashing within it. The burned cells began to writhe rapidly, and then the muscles and bones at the wound site began to contract slightly towards the center.
Zhou Ziwei quickly took a few steps back, watching the guy struggle and writhe in front of him, but he never approached him or showed any hostility. This made Zhou Ziwei secretly breathe a sigh of relief.
Zhou Ziwei wasn't afraid of failing to revive the giant, but he was most afraid that the creature would be an ingrate. If he saved it, it might turn around and bite him back, which would be a tragedy. However, for the time being, the Bat King seemed to be quite human-like and knew who was good and who was bad. It probably also knew that the pain he was inflicting on it was for its own good. If it weren't for Zhou Ziwei's few drops of Reincarnation Water, the Bat King would probably only last a couple of months before it would die completely. But now... although the burning pain all over its body was unbearable, its body was truly and rapidly recovering its vitality.
After more than ten minutes, the enormous bat king finally stopped struggling. Its massive body lay weakly in the pool of blood, twitching slightly. However, the bloody hole on its head had almost completely healed, and no more blood was flowing out.
Feeling that the Bat King's vitality had recovered quite well, and that the weak soul within its body had even grown stronger as a result, Zhou Ziwei finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Looking around, Zhou Ziwei saw no other ghost bats still breathing. Not daring to linger in this somewhat unsettling place, he immediately went over, gently patted the Bat King's head, and then turned and left.
With a "thud," Zhou Ziwei had only taken a few steps when he heard a soft sound behind him, and a strong gust of wind suddenly rose up.
Zhou Ziwei felt a little nervous, but he didn't stop walking at all and continued to walk slowly towards the outside of the cave.
The astonishing gale followed closely behind, but it merely circled around Zhou Ziwei without any apparent intention to attack him.
Letting out a long sigh, Zhou Ziwei turned around and looked at the enormous Bat King, which gave him a great sense of accomplishment and satisfaction.
Zhou Ziwei, who was skilled in spiritual abilities, could clearly sense that the Bat King was filled with gratitude towards him. It was not surprising that such an emotion appeared in an animal, especially since this creature had been possessed by a human ghost for many years. Although its soul had been suppressed by that ghost before, it had been exposed to such things for so many years that it must have picked up some human qualities.
Unfortunately, the Bat King was just too huge. If it were out in the open, it would terrify a lot of people. Zhou Ziwei really wanted to take this big guy out with him, preferably as a mount, but... just thinking about parading around with such a terrifying creature made him shudder. He knew that while the idea was wonderful, it was simply impossible to achieve.
Zhou Ziwei wasn't quite sure why he had saved the bat king; maybe he just felt sorry for it. Now that the bat was half-dead, Zhou Ziwei didn't want to stay in this awful place any longer.
Without even thinking about it, it was obvious that something terrifying must have happened here not long ago. All the ghost bats had been wiped out, leaving only this bat king with relatively strong vitality. This must have been the work of a terrifying and powerful being. In this strange, cold, and gloomy place deep in the mountains, apart from the solidified souls in the underground tombs, Zhou Ziwei couldn't think of anything else that could be so ferocious.
Zhou Ziwei now had an indescribable feeling about that solidified soul entity. To him, it was like a poisonous cake, extremely tempting, but if he actually ate it, it would likely kill him.
At least Zhou Ziwei could sense that the soul power contained within the seemingly solid soul body of the last guy who had plunged headfirst into the bullet was unimaginably vast, far beyond Zhou Ziwei's own capabilities. He was absolutely certain that if he were to truly absorb that guy, it would absolutely burst him apart in the very first instant...
Sigh... Soul power is a good thing, but... you can't risk your life like that... Uh... I wonder how many souls escaped from there. Those things are real old ghosts that have been condensed in extremely yin tombs for thousands of years. If a few of them really escaped, then... they might really cause chaos in the world... Sigh... I'd better leave this place of trouble first!
Without much hesitation, Zhou Ziwei immediately strode towards the cave entrance, while the enormous bat king followed closely behind, never missing a moment. It even occasionally nudged Zhou Ziwei's back with its huge head in a somewhat ingratiating manner.
Zhou Ziwei sighed inwardly, thinking that if he could really tame this Bat King... riding it around in the sky now and then would be quite a pleasant thing... It's just a pity that this thing looks too fierce, bringing it into the city is absolutely impossible...
Just as he was hesitating, the bullet that had been throbbing incessantly in front of his chest suddenly started throbbing several times faster, and a faint heat emanated from it, making Zhou Ziwei's heart skip a beat.
Then, Zhou Ziwei released his soul power sensing lines, which immediately touched a white figure that looked like a cloud of mist, and was quickly bounced away.
Solidify the soul body!
Zhou Ziwei was horrified upon seeing this. He could tell from his senses that this solidified soul was far more terrifying than the guy he had encountered before who had burrowed into a bullet. This guy's soul power was at least 10,000, making him an absolutely terrifying being.
What's most dangerous is that this thing has no physical body, so it moves like a shadow or the wind. Zhou Ziwei knows that no matter how fast he runs, he can't outrun this thing. Moreover, this thing is not afraid of any physical damage. Even if you throw an atomic bomb at it and it explodes, it will not be harmed at all.
Therefore... Zhou Ziwei dared not confront this guy face-to-face. When he saw this thing suddenly appear in front of him, Zhou Ziwei froze on the spot, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he faintly gathered the few remaining strands of soul power in his body, preparing to launch a soul roar attack at this guy at any time.
This... is probably the only attack method Zhou Ziwei can rely on when facing this guy who is completely composed of souls!
However, at this moment, Zhou Ziwei's soul power reserves in his sea of souls were only a pitiful few hundred. If he were to unleash his soul roar with all his might, he estimated that he could only unleash it twice at most before his soul power would be almost exhausted.
Even the ghost bat couldn't harm someone with a soul roar of this level back then, so how could it possibly do anything to this terrifying pure soul entity in front of him? Although Zhou Ziwei could still replenish his soul power by absorbing it from bullets or consuming soul beads, he dared not make the slightest move in the face of this terrifying thing.
Without a doubt, for this thing in front of it, fluctuations of pure soul energy would be more likely to attract its attention.
Zhou Ziwei gritted his teeth inwardly, thinking that if all else failed, he might as well burst his sea of souls to purify this guy with the Six-Syllable Mantra.
The bullet in Zhou Ziwei's chest throbbed even more violently, and the spirit seemed to have noticed the abnormality of the thing in Zhou Ziwei's chest. It suddenly stopped when it got about ten meters away from Zhou Ziwei, tilting its head slightly as if it were deep in thought.
Zhou Ziwei looked down at the bullet in his chest, then looked up at the soul in front of him, and was suddenly moved... He wondered if he could fit another soul inside his bullet, but how could he make the bullet hit this guy?
Zhou Ziwei hesitated for a moment, then slowly reached out and carefully removed the bullet pendant from his chest, holding it in his hand and letting the tiny bullet bounce in the air...
Volume Two: The Assassin's Nightmare, Chapter 308: Impure and Mixed
When Zhou Ziwei took off the bullet pendant from his chest, the soul that looked like a cloud of white mist was immediately attracted. Its floating figure paused slightly, and then slowly approached the bullet pendant, as if very cautiously.
Zhou Ziwei was overjoyed at the sight, but he suppressed his unease and stood there motionless, letting the soul approach.
The enormous bat king that had been following Zhou Ziwei was terrified when it sensed the aura of the soul. It was like a mouse seeing a cat... or perhaps a mouse seeing a tiger would be a more accurate description. In short, despite its enormous size, the creature was so frightened by the soul that it went limp and collapsed to the ground, not even having the courage to run away.
The soul entity, however, had absolutely no interest in the Bat King. It had clearly discovered that there seemed to be another soul entity of its kind inside that small bullet, and it appeared somewhat anxious, yet also full of hesitation.
The almost tangible body suddenly stopped less than half a meter away from the bullet-shaped pendant. It tilted its head again, and as if sensing some danger, it suddenly "whooshed" and drifted rapidly backward.
The terrifying spirit was scared away just like that. Zhou Ziwei was slightly taken aback. This was probably the effect he had hoped for. But for some reason, a crazy thought suddenly popped into his mind at this moment—to catch this ghostly thing.
So, just as the soul was retreating rapidly, Zhou Ziwei's hand moved with almost no thought, and with all the strength he could muster, he suddenly threw the bullet pendant out of his hand.
Since a soul doesn't have a physical body, its flight speed should be close to the speed of light. However, because the soul was still seemingly tempted by something within the bullet while it was frightened, it hesitated during its retreat. As a result, although the bullet pendant that Zhou Ziwei threw out at high speed didn't reach the soul's full speed, it still arrived first. Before the stunned soul could react, the bullet pendant "poof"ed into its misty soul body...
A strange hissing sound rang out, sounding as if someone had thrown a red-hot iron into the snow. Then, the white mist that constituted the soul body immediately melted away as quickly as snow meeting the blazing sun.
Zhou Ziwei's eyes widened as he clearly saw the white mist that had originally resembled a human figure rapidly shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye. Wisps of mist gradually gathered together, merging into droplets that looked like water droplets, which adhered to the small bullet. Then, like water droplets falling on a sponge, they completely disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Zhou Ziwei was stunned, his heart filled with boundless joy. He never imagined that this little bullet that had accompanied him through two lifetimes would develop such terrifying abilities at some point, capable of completely absorbing such a powerful soul.
However, Zhou Ziwei soon realized something was wrong. After absorbing the soul, the bullet's original yellow color became somewhat translucent. What surprised Zhou Ziwei even more was that the bullet seemed to have no weight at all, and after a long time, it still floated in the air strangely without falling to the ground.
As a new soul was sucked in, the bullet head not only did not stop trembling, but instead beat even more violently. Zhou Ziwei knew that this was not a solution. He even suspected that the violent vibration of the bullet head might be a signal from the soul trapped inside the bullet head to its companions in the ancient tomb for help.
Previously, when Zhou Ziwei and Liu Xiaofei passed through the road above, the bullet hanging on his chest trembled for a while. However, after he drove away, the bullet returned to normal. Later that night, when he came back here, he found that a powerful soul had emerged from the ancient tomb and had also wiped out the whole nest of ghost bats.
Now that the bullet has absorbed another soul, it is vibrating even more violently than before. So... if the previous assumption is true, won't even more souls be drawn out later?