"Yes, Master!"

Feng Li put away his mourning stick, ready to strike. Jin Tao couldn't sit still any longer.

He stood up and blocked Joe Elm's path.

"Don't move! What's the difference between you and robbers? My master won't let you get away with this!"

"Get out of the way!"

Feng Li slapped Jin Tao hard across the face, sending him staggering backward.

But he stubbornly remained in front of Joe Elm.

"If you dare take another step forward, I'll fight you to the death!"

Jin Tao's eyes were bloodshot. If even the Xishen (Corpse God) was stolen, he really wouldn't be able to continue in the corpse driving business.

This would also be a significant blow to his master's reputation.

"Hahahaha! Fight to the death? With you?"

Feng Li seemed to find it amusing. He reached out and patted Jin Tao's face.

"How much does your master pay you? Five hundred? Eight hundred? A few hundred yuan a month, what are you going to risk your life for!"

"Ah!"

Jin Tao couldn't bear the humiliation and roared as he lunged at Feng Li.

Feng Li showed no mercy, kicking Jin Tao squarely in the chest, sending him flying.

Agonizing pain shot from his chest to his brain, accompanied by a suffocating sensation. He felt like the kick had broken his ribs.

Feng Li smirked and walked towards Jin Tao, kicking him repeatedly.

Jin Tao could only hug his head, the continuous assault causing him excruciating pain.

At that moment, the old man with the pipe stopped Feng Li.

"Alright, put this corpse in the coffin and let's go, lest Gu Xiuxuan returns and causes more trouble."

Only then did Feng Li stop, spitting a glob of dark green phlegm on Jin Tao.

"Ptooey! Daring to stand up for them with such little skill, you're useless!"

Jin Tao coughed up a mouthful of blood, his consciousness fading.

Dimly, he saw something that terrified him.

The Xishen (Corpse God)! It actually reached out and peeled off the stasis talisman from its forehead!

And then calmly folded the stasis talisman and put it in its pocket!

"Sigh."

A faint sigh echoed in the mortuary.

"Who's there?"

The old man tensed up instantly, scanning his surroundings intently.

Feng Li also drew his cast-iron mourning stick again.

After searching, the old man focused his gaze on Joe Elm, because he noticed that the stasis talisman was missing from the corpse's forehead!

Then, the old man's pupils constricted to pinpoints!

The corpse in his eyes, he didn't know where it pulled out a two-meter long broadsword, and also danced a good-looking sword flower!

Joe Elm shook his head and said.

"I didn't want to take action, but if you guys take me away, I won't be able to go to Spirit Canopy Mountain."

"You can talk? You're not a corpse, you're alive?" the old man asked, his voice filled with uncertainty.

"Well… to be precise, I should still be considered a corpse."

Joe Elm touched his heart and neck. Right now, he truly had no heartbeat or pulse.

"Hmph! Playing tricks!"

The old man had traveled far and wide over the years and had naturally seen many things.

He reversed the direction of his pipe and struck at Joe Elm.

Clang!

The pipe collided with Joe Elm's guandao, causing a stinging pain in the old man's wrist.

At that moment, Feng Li seized the opportunity, bringing his mourning stick down on Joe Elm's head.

With a crisp clang, Feng Li struck Joe Elm on the shoulder.

To Feng Li and the old man's horror, such a blow from the mourning stick didn't affect Joe Elm at all!

"Are you a person or a corpse?" The old man was frightened by this sight.

Joe Elm was equally confused. He didn't lose any health?

[Ding! Corpse Transformation state has been activated.]

"Corpse Transformation state? What is this?"

Joe Elm looked at his attribute panel, where there was a strange status bar.

[Corpse Transformation State]: In the Corpse Transformation state, the player gains an additional 100 points of defense. At the same time, all corpse driving and suppression methods are effective against the player.

[Warm reminder: Players in the Corpse Transformation state cannot recover health or mana.]

Joe Elm raised an eyebrow. An additional 100 points of defense? That's a good thing!

As for the negative state of being unable to recover health and mana, it had almost no impact on Joe Elm.

He had a lot of health. As for mana… Joe Elm had never used it.

The only troublesome thing was that corpse driving and suppression methods were effective against him. For example, the previous Gu Xiuxuan could use a soul-seizing bell to control him to walk by jumping.

"Feng Li! You hold him back first, I'll use corpse suppression methods to subdue this monster!" the old man shouted.

"Yes, Master!"

Feng Li emboldened himself, picked up his mourning stick, and swung it at Joe Elm again.

Joe Elm didn't dodge or evade, ignoring the incoming mourning stick, and thrust his blade straight at Feng Li's chest.

He had already verified that Feng Li couldn't break his defense.

Seeing this, Feng Li could only dodge to the side, and then swung the stick at Joe Elm's flank.

Joe Elm ignored it, swinging his blade directly at Feng Li, who instantly switched from offense to defense, raising his hand abruptly and blocking the blade with the mourning stick in front of his face.

Thump!

The moment the blade landed, the enormous impact forced Feng Li to his knees.

Blood flowed down his knees.

"Master, are you ready yet? I can't hold on much longer!" Feng Li's voice was noticeably weak.

But when he turned back, where was his master's shadow?

The old man with the pipe had already run four or five meters away.

"Pu Tianrui! You old bastard! I'll screw your ancestor!"

Feng Li was so angry that his vision went black. His trusted master had actually abandoned him and run away!

"Don't worry, he won't get away."

Joe Elm reversed his grip on the guandao and threw it forcefully at the fleeing old man Pu Tianrui.

Zing!

Pu Tianrui hadn't run far before he was pinned to the ground by the blade. His eyes were wide open, and he wore a look of disbelief as he died.

No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't understand why he was killed by a corpse just because he wanted to steal one to sell for some money...

[Player Joe Elm successfully killed NPC Pu Tianrui, experience +75]

"Damn it! It's just experience again!"

Joe Elm hammered his chest in heartache. A wave of attribute points had just slipped away from him.

But there was nothing he could do. With his 9 points of agility, he couldn't catch up with Pu Tianrui, so he could only rely on throwing the blade to kill him.

But fortunately, there was still Feng Li here. Joe Elm punched Feng Li on the top of his head.

[Detected that player Joe Elm resolved NPC Feng Li through hand-to-hand combat, reward 10 free attribute points, experience +50]

After dealing with these two uninvited guests, Joe Elm rummaged through their soul cores, and after confirming that nothing dropped, he walked back to the mortuary.

"Huh? What's this?"

Joe Elm turned his gaze to the dark red coffin that Pu Tianrui and his disciple had brought.

He reached out and knocked on it. The coffin emitted a clear, crisp sound, and a strange fragrance wafted out of it.

[Spirit Suppressing Coffin]:

Level: Unknown

Description: A dark red coffin engraved with strange patterns. Lying inside may have special effects.

Joe Elm raised his eyebrows. He wouldn't lie in a coffin. He put the Spirit Suppressing Coffin directly into his storage space.

Then, he took out a stasis talisman and stuck it on his forehead, slowly walking back to his original position and standing still.

Jin Tao, whose consciousness was somewhat blurred in the corner, watched the whole process.

This time, he was quite sure that he was hallucinating before he died.

After all, if this Xishen (Corpse God) was so powerful, how could it obediently let him and his master drive it away?

Jin Tao smiled bitterly, muttered a few words to himself, and then passed out.

"Alas, there was no Xishen (Corpse God) who killed Pu Tianrui and his disciple. All of this was just my fantasy before death..."