Uncle Nine: Fusing with the Zombie Ancestor, Crushing Evil in the Three Realms

Synopsis:

Lu Changsheng opened his eyes and went from a modern-day corporate slave to a short-lived man with the "Nether Yin" fate. He was not expected to live past thirteen, but relying on his family's ancestral corpse-controlling arts, he made it to nearly twenty.

He also possessed the rare treasure "Netherworld," an independent underworld where raising corpses was like using a cheat. Others needed twenty years to refine a single wooden corpse. He could do it in five. While a spirit corpse was hard to come by, he had already amassed seventeen, and even used the remnant soul of a weasel spirit to strengthen his own soul.

At Ren Family Town, Uncle Nine opened a coffin to relocate a grave. Old Master Ren had been duped by a feng shui master for twenty years, and overnight he turned into a stiff corpse and charged straight into the hopping-corpse stage. While everyone else was scared out of their wits, Lu Changsheng's eyes lit up. Premium material! Xu Lixia sent it flying with three palm strikes, six spears pinned it down, and glutinous rice water poured down its throat broke its corpse aura. Old Master Ren had only just started struggling when Lu Changsheng collected him into the Netherworld.

Half a day later, he had refined it into an iron corpse, which returned three streams of magical power to him and pushed his cultivation into the mid-stage of the Daoist Adept realm. By the time Uncle Nine arrived, all that remained was a smoking wooden corpse decoy. The Ren family was deeply grateful, and even Ren Tingting looked at him differently.

Lu Changsheng stood expressionlessly by the firelight. Was it worth trading one wooden corpse for a premium hopping corpse? Absolutely. His next target: a thousand-year-old bronze-armored corpse.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.