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According to Yu Wuxia, the Living Dead is a puppet created by evil forces using corpses. It does not possess self-awareness. However, just a moment ago, Ye Huan thought he saw a glimmer of cunning in the Living Dead's eyes. Adding to that, the Living Dead pretended to attack Yu Wuxia but actually targeted Ye Huan, clearly indicating that it had some form of self-awareness.
"What a devious trick! Tell me, who are you? Why are you in the underground passage leading to the Eight Gates of Immortal Trapping Formation?"
Staring intently at the three-meter-tall Living Dead, Ye Huan questioned it seriously, ignoring Yu Wuxia's surprised expression. Even Yu Wuxia was puzzled by Ye Huan's intentions, as he believed the Living Dead would not speak.
"Ha ha, have you forgotten me so soon?"
To Yu Wuxia's surprise, the Living Dead not only spoke but also burst into hearty laughter. This laughter was all too familiar to Ye Huan; it conjured up memories of someone: Ghost Hand Silver Needle, Evil Doctor Huatuo!
" Hua Tuo, is that you?"
With a complex expression, Ye Huan looked at the towering figure of the Living Dead. Upon realizing it was Hua Tuo, he recalled certain past events while also wondering how Hua Tuo ended up inside a Living Dead. After some contemplation, Ye Huan quickly deduced that this Living Dead was likely similar to the Blood Puppet he had encountered before, merely under someone else's control. Considering Hua Tuo's cultivation level, Ye Huan became even more convinced of his thoughts.
"Evil Doctor Huatuo?"
Yu Wuxia was similarly sensitive to the name Hua Tuo. When he heard Ye Huan identify him as the infamous Evil Doctor Huatuo, he couldn't help but gasp in shock. However, what truly astonished him was not Hua Tuo's identity but rather why he appeared on Yuxu Palace's territory. Yu Wuxia found it hard to believe there wasn't something suspicious about this situation.
Noticing Yu Wuxia's unusual expression, the body of Hua Tuo —the Living Dead—broke into a smile. Yet this smile, combined with its decaying skin, looked far worse than crying. If the Living Dead had merely smiled, it would have been one thing; however, it proudly declared, "That's right! I am Evil Doctor Huatuo!"
"I can't believe you! To be honest, Hua Tuo, I knew from the moment you took the Black Flow Iron from the Dragon Hall Warehouse in Tianyue City that your only aim was to forge the Soul-Cutting Blade and steal my Summoning Book. It's ridiculous that you still think of yourself as someone important; I really don't understand what you're so proud of."
Ye Huan could see that Hua Tuo was displeased. He knew all too well that Hua Tuo had helped him only to get his hands on the Summoning Book. In a fit of anger, he spoke without thinking, offending Hua Tuo. Even Yu Wuxia, who was standing nearby, was taken aback by Ye Huan's words.
Forging the Soul-Cutting Blade and stealing someone's Summoning Book—such actions could only be carried out by despicable scoundrels. Knowing this truth made Yu Wuxia forget about the Ghost Hand Silver Needle and Evil Doctor Huatuo; what truly concerned him was Hua Tuo's formidable cultivation. If Hua Tuo decided to reveal his true intentions, neither of them might leave alive.
"Well, well, I didn't expect you to be so clever. Let me ask you this: do you know why I chose to appear before you using the Living Dead?"
Instead of the murderous intent Yu Wuxia had imagined, Hua Tuo threw out a question with a playful look at Ye Huan after hearing his words. Then, with a sharp crack, Hua Tuo twisted the wrist of the Living Dead he possessed back into place, likely to instill a sense of intimidation in Ye Huan and Yu Wuxia.
'Psychological warfare? You wouldn't even know how to play psychological warfare when you were born!'
Ye Huan scoffed at Hua Tuo's attempt to create a tense atmosphere by adjusting the wrist. He wasn't afraid of Hua Tuo possessing the Living Dead. After all, if Hua Tuo wanted to seize Ye Huan's Summoning Book, there was no need for Ye Huan to be polite.
After carefully considering Hua Tuo's purpose for using the Living Dead to find him, Ye Huan smiled slightly and said directly to Hua Tuo, " Hua Tuo, if I'm not mistaken, your Soul-Cutting Blade should have been successfully forged by now?"
"Heh heh, not bad. You're quite clever," Hua Tuo replied.
A glint of greed flashed in his eyes as the green light in the Living Dead's gaze intensified. Additionally, a Short Blade appeared in the Living Dead's hand—about two feet long and entirely black; it was undoubtedly a weapon forged from Black Flow Iron.
"Cleverness means nothing! Since you want to take my Summoning Book from me, you'd better take a good look at my strength!"
Ye Huan did not regard the Short Blade in the Living Dead's hand as a threat. He knew he wasn't strong enough to take on Hua Tuo one-on-one. However, if they were dealing with a Living Dead and he had Yu Wuxia on his side, the outcome was still uncertain.
"From what you're saying, it seems you don't intend to hand over the Summoning Book obediently?"
The smile on the face turned serious. The Living Dead possessed by the Hua Tuo wielded a Short Blade, its aura rising steadily, soon reaching the level of Combination. This alone confirmed Ye Huan's earlier suspicion that while the Living Dead was not as formidable as the Hua Tuo itself, it was still a character that Ye Huan could not easily deal with.
Knowing that the upcoming battle might be exceptionally difficult, Ye Huan did not let his spirit wane. He carefully prepared the Summoning Book while addressing the Living Dead possessed by the Hua Tuo, "It's not impossible for you to want the Summoning Book, but it depends on whether you can seize it. However, before that, could you tell me how you came to the depths of Yuxu Palace?"
"Since you've already prepared for certain death, I might as well tell you the truth. Not to mention Yuxu Palace, which sect in Eastern State have I, Hua Tuo, not visited over the years? Just like your old rival, the Heavenly Dragon Sect. Not long ago, I returned to Eastern State from Jiuzhou and immediately went to visit them. I even found an entrance to a secret chamber under Gu Xiaor's bed. If you don't believe me, make sure to ask King Yan when you reach hell!"
A cold smile once again filled the face of the Living Dead possessed by the Hua Tuo. As he spoke, several pustules burst on the Living Dead's face, oozing pus that dripped onto the Ground...
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