Zu An’s strength frightened Shi Kun. Despite being at the third rank, the prowess he displayed was hardly beneath that of a fifth rank cultivator. In fact, he was effectively no different from a fifth rank cultivator, aside from the fact that he had no elemental powers to call upon.

To top it all off, his ‘recovery’ just moments ago was utterly incomprehensible to him. Only the most outstanding prodigies could make breakthroughs in the midst of a battle, and every single one of them had eventually left their mark on history.

Without a doubt, Zu An was a major threat to him. It would have been best if he had been snuffed out in his cradle, but it was imperative to get rid of him right now.

At the same time, though, he was worried about all of those weird and exotic skills that Zu An had displayed thus far, and he was thinking of making use of these zombies to force them out.

With all this in mind, he said, “Doesn’t Brother Zu have that skill to make others pregnant? Shouldn’t you be able to get out of this pickle by using it on these zombies?”

“Did someone slam a door into your face? Just how dumb must you be to actually think that zombies can get pregnant?” Zu An yelled back.

In the first place, these zombies were obviously insensitive to pain. Besides, even if it somehow worked, he only had one use of his ‘Knock-You-Up Eyes’ skill left. Given the army of undead facing him, it would be meaningless even if he used it.

Shi Kun nearly choked after hearing Zu An’s words. 

Bloody hell, if even a man can get pregnant, why can’t a zombie?

Of course, the suffering that the labor pains had caused him earlier on was so traumatic, and he did not want to talk about it in front of his goddess or his lackey. In the end, he could only bottle it all up inside.

You have successfully trolled Shi Kun for 456 Rage points!

Zu An had already known that Shi Kun was not going to help him, and he only intended for his statement to be a casual remark. At the moment, he was fully focused on trying to think out of the box, hoping to discover any means he could resort to in order to resolve the situation before him. Unfortunately, no matter how he racked his brain, he was unable to figure out a solution.

These zombies are simply too hard to deal with. If only I have light elemental magic that novel protagonists usually wield… Hm? Wait a moment, light?

Zu An suddenly remembered that he had drawn a bizarre flashlight earlier on. He had no idea what it was used for, but it had the ability to give off light in the presence of light. Could the light that it cast possibly be effective against the undead?

It felt like a waste to expend one use of the flashlight to verify this hypothesis, but desperate situations called for desperate measures. He had to try everything he could.

There’s no use keeping all three uses of the flashlight if I end up dying anyway.

He continued weaving around the zombie swordsmen, and the first opening he got, he stabbed his spear onto the ground and summoned the Magical Flashlight.

It was fortunate that, even within the depths of this tomb, the walls of the cavern gave off a faint luminescence. This was what had enabled him to see his enemies and defend himself against them for so long.

A short distance away, Shi Kun and Qiao Xueying were looking on intently, and were both shocked when they saw him abandon the weapon in his hand.

Shi Kun wondered if Zu An had finally crumbled under the pressure and decided to give up. 

On the other hand, Qiao Xueying was more worried about Chu Chuyan. As for Zu An… for some reason, she thought of him as a persistent cockroach that continued grasping onto life no matter how dire the situation was. She had a feeling that he would still be standing even after she passed away.

In a flash, the two of them saw Zu An fish out a short stick, seemingly out of thin air. Realizing that he was up to something, they made sure to keep a close eye out on him. They knew that he was a person with many mysterious means up his sleeves, so they couldn’t help but wonder if that short stick was his trump card.

Meanwhile, Zu An was feeling utterly jittery. The zombie swordsmen were already charging toward him, while he was apparently unarmed. If the Magical Flashlight didn’t work as well as he thought, both he and Chu Chuyan would be goners today.

With his heart pounding in trepidation, he switched on the flashlight. 

Overwhelming light poured forth, nearly blinding Shi Kun and Qiao Xueying.

While there was some luminescence in the mausoleum, it was barely faint enough for one to see. When the ‘short stick’ in Zu An’s hand suddenly lit up, for a moment there, they thought that they were staring at the sun in the eye.

The zombie swordsmen fared even worse against this sudden outburst of light. They screeched and wailed miserably as they desperately tried to back away. Those who were closest to Zu An even began to give off smoke.

Zu An was delighted. The Magical Flashlight was indeed useful against the undead! He noticed that the zombie archers in the distance were in the midst of nocking their arrows, so he quickly aimed the flashlight in their direction.

No matter how fast an archer’s arrow was, there was no way it could have been faster than the speed of light. Faced with the scorching brilliance of the flashlight, the zombie archers shrieked in horror as they tossed aside their bows, covered their eyes, and ran away.

Chu Chuyan was baffled by what she was seeing. The scene before her utterly transcended her common sense. It was one thing for this ‘short stick’ to be able to light up, but who knew that the zombies would be afraid of its light?

While light did have a positive effect in warding away zombies, it should not have been able to elicit such an exaggerated response.

Delighted by the amazing effect of the torchlight, Zu An delightfully cast the flashlight on the zombie soldiers all around him and mocked them. “Heh, why don’t you come here? Weren’t you all acting so smug earlier on?”

Wherever his torchlight cast its beam, the zombies fled. He almost felt like he was a shepherd dog herding sheep.

He aimed his flashlight here and there, and soon, the zombie soldiers were forced to retreat to the two corners of the cavern.

You have successfully trolled Zombie Axemen for 6… 6… 6… 

You have successfully trolled Zombie Spearmen for 6… 6… 6… 

You have successfully trolled Zombie Swordsmen for 6… 6… 6… 

You have successfully trolled Zombie Archers for 6… 6… 6…

Zu An was overjoyed. Although these zombie soldiers contributed a small number of Rage points individually, there was practically an army of them right in front of him, and it all added up to an incredible sum.

Shi Kun was dumbfounded. “What is that in your hand?”

Zu An sighed deeply and said, “Since I’ve already revealed so much, I shan’t continue my act anymore. I’m actually a light element cultivator, a hidden expert of this world.”

Neither Qiao Xueying, Shi Kuncould find it within themselves to believe him. Even Chu Chuyan was skeptical.

To hell with light element! Is there even such an element in the world?

Besides, how can someone like you actually claim to be an expert? Hell, who was the one who was being chased around like a headless chicken earlier on?

“Brother Zu, you should have taken this item out earlier!” Shi Kun wondered if he could snatch that item for himself. No matter how he looked at it, it was clearly a powerful artifact.

Zu An shrugged casually. “I forgot about it.”

His shrugging motion caused the flashlight to cast its brilliance on the zombie soldiers on the right side of the cavern, inducing shrieks of pain.

You have successfully trolled the Zombie Soldiers for 6… 6… 6…  

Shi Kun was left speechless. 

How the hell can you forget something like this? Do you know how desperately I’ve been fighting all this while? I’ve even lost most of my lackeys! Yet now you’re trying to get away just by saying that you forgot about it?

You have successfully trolled Shi Kun for 999 Rage points!

“What can I do? I have too many skills on me, and it’s hard for me to keep track of them all,” replied Zu An with a helpless tone.

Shi Kun could feel his blood beginning to boil.

Just listen to what that shithead is saying! Damn it, I really want to sink my fist into his face!

You have successfully trolled Shi Kun for 334 Rage points!

Given the current circumstances, however, he had no choice but to suppress his fury and squeeze out a smile. “Since that’s the case, may I trouble Brother Zu to drive the zombies away so that we can explore the depths of the cavern? I feel that there are great treasures hidden here. Let’s bury the hatchet, and I’ll let you have the first pick of whatever we find inside. How does that sound?”

“Sounds good to me,” replied Zu An.

Chu Chuyan immediately tried to stop him, only to see Zu An herding all of the zombies toward Shi Kun’s side the next moment.

Shi Kun’s face warped in horror. “Brother Zu, what is the meaning of this?”

“Given Brother Shit’s formidable skills, I believe that dealing with those minions shouldn’t be an issue for you. I shan’t embarrass myself here,” replied Zu An with a smile, throwing Shi Kun’s words right back at him.

“All right, then. I’ll be going now.” Holding Chu Chuyan in one arm, Zu An waved his other hand and coolly walked away.

Shi Kun was too stunned to speak.

The zombie soldiers stared at his departing figure with blank looks on what remained of their faces.

You have successfully trolled Shi Kun for 999 Rage points!