Chapter 55

This time, after leaving Tongshan County, although Zhu Lingwu did not initially know that Meng Yishi would come to find him, he still prepared some means of self-defense for himself.

Now, Zhu Lingwu could only be grateful that he had made preparations; otherwise, he would feel even more uncertain now. Although he was not sure of the power of this trump card, at least he had a fighting chance.

In addition to the high-voltage arc secretly nurtured in his palm, there were also seven or eight jars of Baghdad batteries stored in his carriage. These Baghdad batteries were now hidden under his bed.

According to Zhu Lingwu's experiments, although he could control the electric current in his hand, once the current was exposed to the air, it would continuously interact with the microcharges in the air, gradually being consumed.

If the current was nurtured inside his body, although the area where the current was located would be damaged and would also be slowly absorbed by his body, the current could be preserved for a longer time.

Now, the arc hidden in the palm of Zhu Lingwu's left hand could be preserved for about three days. Of course, the longer it was preserved, the weaker its power would become.

Therefore, Zhu Lingwu specially brought seven or eight jars of Baghdad batteries to replenish the electric current in his palm. Although the current in the Baghdad batteries could not be preserved for long, the batteries could be replaced with acid juice to generate current, allowing the arc in Zhu Lingwu's palm to last longer.

In case of necessity, these seven or eight jars of Baghdad batteries could also serve as Zhu Lingwu's last resort. Unfortunately, even if the currents in these batteries were combined, their power was not enough, and they could only be used勉强一用.

Fortunately, this Meng Yishi seemed unable to wait even a day and would come to find Zhu Lingwu tonight. The high-voltage arc in Zhu Lingwu's hand should be able to serve as a trump card to save his life.

Lying in bed, Zhu Lingwu secretly absorbed the electric current from the Baghdad batteries under the bed, then compressed it to increase the voltage of the arc in his left palm.

Since he was about to face a challenge, Zhu Lingwu naturally would not continue to keep the Baghdad batteries unused. It was better to convert them into his trump card.

Of course, this trump card also caused a slight tingling in his left palm. Although his body was no longer very afraid of the stimulation of the electric current, there were still limits. The arc he had condensed seemed to have exceeded his body's tolerance.

Suddenly, Zhu Lingwu's heart stirred, and he sighed inwardly, "What was bound to come, has come! It turns out he entered this way. Damn, why didn't I think of it? I'm still not familiar enough with the magic of this world!"

Zhu Lingwu's soul had already thoroughly monitored the room. At this moment, he suddenly felt a special fluctuation in a part of the floor, and then a figure emerged from underground.

When this person's body was halfway into the room, four talismans flew out of his sleeve, glowing with a yellowish-brown light, and tightly adhered to the four walls of the room.

Zhu Lingwu clearly felt the air in the room seem to solidify. This person must have used the talismans to seal the room.

This is the means of a Qi Practitioner!

Liu Ping would never have thought that someone would enter his room from underground. No matter how he guarded, how could he guard the underground?

Now it seemed that even if something happened here, people outside, even in the next room, might not hear it.

Zhu Lingwu sighed inwardly. Now he could only rely on himself, or perhaps add a little white fox, but what could it do for him?

The person who emerged from underground, with his hands hidden in his sleeves, tilted his head and looked at Zhu Lingwu, who was still pretending to sleep on the bed, and then suddenly laughed strangely, "Ji ji ji."

It was unclear whether he was mocking Zhu Lingwu for pretending to sleep or deliberately trying to startle him awake.

"Who? Who is here! Someone, someone! Master Liu, Chuyang!"

Zhu Lingwu deliberately pretended to be startled awake and shouted, but as he had guessed, there was no response from the surroundings. Liu Ping in the next room did not seem to notice the abnormality here.

Even Chuyang, Xiayang, and Qiuyang in the side rooms of the main room did not hear any sound.

"Alright, alright, no more pretending! Fellow Daoist, you have good luck, occupying such a good body and having such a good birth, I really envy you! However, are you not afraid of being recognized by the old monsters of the Zhu family when you enter the Zhu family's ancestral land?"

This person who emerged from underground was naturally Meng Yishi. At this moment, he had completely changed his usual respectful demeanor and spoke in a strange voice to Zhu Lingwu, who was still pretending on the bed.

"You, what do you mean! Meng Yishi, you are too bold! You dare to break into my inner room at night! Someone, someone!"

Zhu Lingwu pretended to know nothing and then stood up from the bed, pointing at Meng Yishi and shouting.

"Fellow Daoist, this is no fun! I have already seen through your secret. You killed one of my minor ghosts, and now you are still pretending to be ignorant here! However, you must have just taken over this body, and your cultivation has not recovered much! Besides, this body is of the lowest quality, tsk tsk, oh, Fellow Daoist, it will be difficult for you to recover your cultivation in this life! Fellow Daoist, do you have any other means to change your bloodline quality?"

Seeing that Zhu Lingwu refused to admit it, Meng Yishi's face turned grim, and his words soon carried a hint of threat.

"Meng Yishi, are you a Qi Practitioner? How is that possible, you are just a commoner, how can you practice Qi? Who are you! Don't think I am easy to bully, if you dare to do anything, I will strike you with one palm!"

Zhu Lingwu pretended to have just recognized that Meng Yishi was a Qi Practitioner. In fact, this was a question Zhu Lingwu had long wanted to ask. Even if the other person had also taken over a body, a commoner's body without innate spiritual energy could not possibly practice Qi and cultivate, unless he was originally a noble's child.

"Hmph, Fellow Daoist, you are indeed a good actor! Who said I am a commoner? I was never a mortal! Alright, alright, Fellow Daoist, you should know that today's matter cannot be easily brushed off! Well, to be honest, I actually have no grudge against you. Originally, we could have each gone our own way without interfering with each other, but why did you ask me to help you create that electric bottle magical artifact?"

Meng Yishi said this, looking at Zhu Lingwu, and then laughed strangely again, "Fellow Daoist, it seems your original background is not simple. You actually thought of such a method to cultivate martial arts after birth, wanting to use such means to re-enter the immortal path! It seems you have no other way out, but unfortunately, you encountered me!"

Zhu Lingwu looked at Meng Yishi, not knowing what to say for a moment. He did not know if the other person was bluffing or had truly seen through his identity...