After leaving the tavern, Wu Hao shuttled through the crowd in a hurry, turning his head to look back from time to time.

The Zombie wearing the bamboo hat slowly followed behind him. No matter how he changed his route, he could not shake it off.

The panicked Wu Hao only wanted to get rid of the zombie and run around the street like a headless fly, but he didn't dare to go home.

The sky gradually darkened. Wu Hao, who had been walking in a panic for a long time, suddenly stopped.

Unknowingly, he had walked into a dead end.

He turned around and saw that the zombies had blocked the entrance of the alley and were staring at him.

"Give me the stone."

The Zombie's hoarse and emotionless voice came over, repeating the same sentence.

Wu Hao, who was originally panicking, suddenly calmed down.

"Can you let me go after I give it to you?" he asked as he took off his long robe.

"Give me the stone."

It was the same voice, the same tone, the same words. The only difference was that the zombie was approaching him step by step.

"Hiss!"

Wu Hao tore his long robe and wrapped his hands with a cloth strip. A smile appeared on his face.

"Looks like I won't be able to get any useful information from you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed forward and appeared in front of the zombie in an instant. He threw a punch at the zombie and smashed it against the wall.

Following that, he tripped and put the zombie to the ground.

Then, Wu Hao lifted his leg and stomped on the Zombie. The sound of bones cracking could be heard from the Zombie.

A moment later, Wu Hao looked at the Zombie struggling on the ground but unable to get up, and a cold smile appeared on his face.

"That's all!"

Wu Hao picked up the zombie and dragged him into the depths of the alley.

He waved his hand and knocked off his bamboo hat." How strange," he muttered to himself." You're obviously dead. How can you still talk?"

The face under the bamboo hat was covered in livor mortis, and the corners of his eyes had begun to rot.

Grain-sized maggots crawled around his eyeballs.

However, this terrifying appearance did not make Wu Hao feel uncomfortable. Instead, he felt that this living corpse was a little interesting.

Right at this moment, the zombie, who had no ability to resist, suddenly let out an ear-piercing laugh. Its pair of turbid eyes stared at Wu Hao.

"Hehehe, you too!"

Although his voice and tone were the same as before, his tone was clearly different.

"You're a corpse ghost!" Wu Hao was stunned for a moment and asked sternly. What do you think I am?"

"Corpse ghost?" "Ignorant man!" The Zombie's lips twitched as he spoke in a hoarse voice.

As he spoke, the zombie's eyes suddenly bulged, and the eyeballs with maggots fell out of their sockets.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Wu Hao hurriedly let go and retreated.

At the same time, the Zombie's head suddenly exploded.

In the putrid pus, a pink tumor suddenly popped out of his head.

After a series of strange hissing noises, the flesh tumor and the zombie's body soon turned into a puddle of pus.

Looking at the pus on the ground, Wu Hao's brows furrowed tightly. He reached out and tore off the cloth on his hand.

When he saw the living corpse, he had decided to use it to test his skills.

That was why she pretended to be afraid and led him here.

Although he had found out that the zombies were no threat to him, he was not happy at all. Instead, he was deeply puzzled.

"What does he mean?"

"Me too?"

Filled with doubts, Wu Hao walked out of the dark alley.

The streets were bustling with people. If they knew that there were zombies in the city, would they still dare to walk around at night?

Wu Hao stood on the street and hesitated for a moment. Then, he turned around and walked toward the south of the city.

The existence of ghouls was too inconceivable and could not be measured with common sense.

However, from the zombie's last words, it could be heard that Wu Hao's current strength was not enough to make the zombie take a fancy to him.

However, thinking about it, it made sense. He had only practiced the Blood Fiend Manual for less than a day.

No matter how heaven-defying this cultivation technique was, it was impossible for him to become a peerless expert in such a short period of time.

Moreover, the ghoul cared a lot about the Blood Essence Jade. There would definitely be a lot of trouble in the future.

Therefore, in order to survive, he had to think of a way to increase his strength.

There was no martial arts ban in the Great Xia Dynasty, so martial arts flourished.

Even an ordinary martial master could open a sect and take in disciples if he wanted to, let alone a grandmaster who had established a sect.

However, regardless of whether it was a large martial arts sect or a street dojo, if one wanted to practice martial arts, they had to start from the basics and practice step by step.

To Wu Hao, who had already cultivated the Blood Fiend Manual, this was truly too much of a waste of time.

Therefore, he thought of a suitable method, which was to buy martial arts manuals from the black market and cultivate them himself.

It was also funny to say that because the people of Great Xia worshipped martial arts, the disciples of the various martial arts sects were also mixed.

There would always be traitors and rebellious disciples who would exchange their martial arts manuals for silver.

There were even some who would make things up and sell them.

As a result, although there were many martial arts manuals in the black market, it was difficult to tell whether they were real or fake. Unless one was an expert, they would inevitably be fooled.

However, this wasn't a problem for Wu Hao at all. By relying on the detailed information of the item, he could 100% avoid being fooled.

He walked all the way to the four alleys in the south of the city and entered a homestay.

A few fierce-looking men in the courtyard glanced at him and immediately came up to him.

" Isn't this Tianyi Long's Smiling Tiger? We don't have anything to pawn."

Looking at the man in the lead who was smiling insincerely, Wu Hao laughed and replied,"Brother Biao is joking with me again. Are you someone who lacks those three melons and two dates?".

This Brother Biao was the head of the black market in Linhe City. Although they had not had much contact, Wu Hao was familiar with him.

Seeing that he did not respond to his question, Wu Hao continued." Brother Biao, the city has not been peaceful recently. I want to buy a few martial arts manuals from you and learn a few moves to defend myself."

Hearing his words, Brother Biao was stunned for a moment and suddenly laughed out loud.

"Hahahaha, you're really something, kid. You pricked your ears before you got on the sedan chair!"

"There are many martial arts manuals. You can have as many as you want!"

Brother Biao said as he led him to the east wing.

After entering the house, Brother Biao took out an exquisite wooden box from the secret compartment of the cabinet.

"Come on, if you can't pick it, there's still more."

Under Brother Biao's gaze, Wu Hao opened the wooden box.

Carefully flipping through the ancient book inside, Wu Hao suddenly smiled.

"Brother Biao, you should keep these high-end goods well. Just give me some ordinary ones."

As he spoke, he closed the wooden box and handed it back.

After taking the wooden box, the smile on Brother Biao's face instantly disappeared.

He stared at Wu Hao's face for a long time before he narrowed his eyes and said," As expected of a smiling tiger. Your eyesight is indeed extraordinary."